The Viscount stood aside, crossing his arms. After deciding to hand over all power to Raven, he felt much more relaxed.

Maybe I am really, as they say, not an ideal lord at all, but only fit to be a dreamer.

"Hey, what do you think, let my two sons have Raven as their teacher?"

He spoke suddenly, and without waiting for his wife to respond, he then said, "I will agree, Raven will agree..."

On the second day after Liuyue's fall, the Viscount stood here for a whole day and witnessed with his own eyes the rise of a town that could accommodate thousands of people.

On the third day, nobles from all over the country arrived.

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"call--"

"call--"

A noble lord wearing a baron's emblem sat on a horse and made a slight gasping sound.

There were three of them, coming from dozens of kilometers away. Except for their lord, who was a knight, the two attendants he brought with him were ordinary attendants who had not broken the human shackles.

After crossing the mountains in the forest, the golden sun blooming in mid-air shocked several people.

"What is that!"

The knight's attendant tightened his grip on the reins, "Has their territory been invaded?"

The baron's face looked a little ugly. He didn't know whether he was angry that his attendant was ignorant or something else, but he still explained it the same way, "That's fighting spirit."

"What?" The two attendants were a little surprised. It was hard for them to imagine that the golden ball of light hanging in the sky like the sun was actually Dou Qi!

It's not just fighting spirit, the baron thought silently in his heart. As the only knight in a baron, although he has not yet touched the gate of will to derive fighting spirit, as a knight, he also has enough control over his body.

Therefore, he could vaguely feel that the physical energy he had spent on the journey was slowly recovering under the illumination of the golden light. This was not an illusion, because the same was true for the war horse under him.

Perhaps, there is a deeper power.

Such a thought flashed across his mind, and he felt that the knight's presence was as high as a mountain, so powerful that it didn't even look like a mortal thing.

However, the shock this journey brought to many nobles was far more than that.

"roar--"

"Welcome all lords to come from afar, roar——"

From a distance, the lords who came one after another saw the huge yellow dragon lying on the roadside beside the wheat field.

That strong power made every lord tremble. Although he acted very friendly and welcomed them, no one was not afraid of the level of life laid out there.

The brass dragon has a pair of wide wings that extend from the wing bones to the tail vertebrae. Although he is tall and slender, his wings are unexpectedly similar to those of a butterfly, making him appear slightly elegant, which is still very good in terms of appearance.

Of course, if you ignore the two groups of war horses that are unable to retreat after the battle, the picture will be more harmonious.

Before they even got started, the nobles were trying to figure out what the knight was thinking, wondering if he was planning to give them a blow.

With anxious thoughts, they were preparing to face the next trouble, but under the leadership of one militiaman after another, they entered the landing place arranged for them.

They looked at each other in confusion, always feeling that there was some other deep meaning in this action, just as they watched the militiamen with good physical fitness leave and prepare to ventilate with other lords.

Those servants who had been promoted from the militia and had the possibility of becoming knights held a thick book and gave it to each lord.

The viscount from the Xilan Territory glanced at his second knight. The loyal knight took the first step to take the thick book with two palm-sized books lying sideways.

The legendary knight opened the book. After his eyes glanced at the two lines of text, his expression gradually changed and he became a little confused.

The viscount was a little confused and took the book from the knight's hand.

The first thing you see is a row of directories, and the first line is: Start with the Ossicles.

For example, one can judge one's own body from the auditory bones, and one can judge one's fighting spirit attribute tendency from the auditory bones.

Ossicles?

What is that?

The Viscount turned to the first page and looked at the method steps above, and couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

To listen to your bones is to plug your ears and listen to the sound of your own bones.

It is said above that after getting used to hearing the bones, your control over your body will be greatly increased, and it will be clear at a glance what state you are in.

What is this?

The Viscount continued to flip through a stack of books. What was written on it was a technique called fasting. You can increase the knight's digestive ability through exercise. When it reaches its peak, the stomach will be digested in one go and the stomach will be empty, so it is called

Fasting tips.

Turning over again, Viscount's movements are much gentler. Next, there are exercises that focus on exercising certain parts, such as the waist and abdomen, arms, shoulders, or lower limbs.

There are different breathing methods that focus on various aspects, including long-lasting, explosive, restorative, and disguised ones. The complete range of them gave him a feeling of insignificance.

This feeling usually occurs when facing the Holy Spirit and gods.

After a while, he gently closed the thick book with a very gentle movement.

He could almost confirm that the existence he had not yet met, even if it was not the Holy Spirit, was not far behind.

It is said that one of the prerequisites for becoming a Holy Spirit is to summarize one's legendary experiences and create a divine brilliance, so that one can become a Holy Spirit under the gaze of the gods.

From this book, he already has the ticket to become the Holy Spirit.

Of course, the Viscount could not describe the specific situation. After all, he believed that he was just a nobleman with a little more knowledge than others, and he was not qualified to judge such an existence that had transcended the level of ordinary nobles.

Although the place where the lords stayed was really just a place to stay, not even a decent quilt, on a cold winter day, there was surprisingly no feeling of cold in this stone-walled room.

The knights and attendants in the territory were still a little scared, wondering if someone would cause trouble if they treated the nobles in this way, but now that they think about it, they are overthinking it.

A book that recorded some knightly skills suppressed the thoughts of all the nobles, and they no longer had any requirements for the environment. They firmly remembered the various skills above.

Team combat, squad combat, and individual combat all contained relevant information, making many nobles eager to stuff these things directly into their heads.

After arranging a lunch for the nobles, Raven asked them to pass on a message that the meeting would start an hour after the meal.

The nobles had a hasty lunch and began to interact with other nobles, waiting for the meeting time to arrive.

In the center of this new town, Raven stood in this seemingly small square. This town did not have a gorgeous lord's fortress, but only a simple stone fortress leaning on the mountains. It didn't look that big.
Chapter completed!