Baron Jean, who was eating breakfast, received the news from the butler that the missing caravan was found at the border, but the carriage was filled with maggot-infested corpses and the entire caravan was massacred!
After hearing the news, Gene felt like he was hit hard. He put down the knife and fork in his hand, calmed down his emotions, and tried to calm down.
"Where's Vinal?"
"Lord Baron, we found the remains of Mr. Viner among the corpses."
"Have you found out who did it?" Gene looked at the housekeeper with red eyes.
"Sir, it can be seen from the wounds of the caravan personnel that they were attacked and killed by a large group of people. Except for a few barons... I guess no one can take out these people?" the steward said solemnly.
Currit!!
It must be him. Baron Jean unconsciously thought that he had no worries or grudges with the other barons, and it was unlikely that he would send troops to attack his caravan, except Currit.
No! Currit didn't form such a large team at all. Was it Viscount Bernard's help? The more Jean thought about it, he still didn't know that he was thinking too much and had overlooked the real murderer.
"Go! Call me Jason!"
Jean was very suspicious that Viscount Bernard had given Currit support, otherwise Currit would have had so many troops. It seemed that Viscount Bernard couldn't help it after all, Jean thought with a sarcastic look on his face.
After his great-grandfather unexpectedly obtained the Firewood Vine, Viscount Bernard wanted to buy it forcibly. However, since the Musen Territory has been at war with the Night Color Territory and the Wood Vine Territory is close to the Night Color Territory, Viscount Bernard was afraid that the Wood Vine Leader's defection to the Night Color Territory would have an impact on the war.
, I didn’t dare to be too tough, so this matter has been postponed until now.
Now, the war between the Night Territory and the Wood Vine Territory has not broken out for several years.
Looking at Jason in front of him, Gene said: "Jason, you have to go to Night Leader yourself. I don't trust the others. Tell Viscount Corey that I agree to his request and hope that he will fulfill his promise."
"Yes, sir." Jason turned and left.
Jean didn't know if his decision was right, but he had to take a gamble now. The firewood vine was the foundation of the territory, and no baron would give up on magical plants.
Night collar.
After Jason left, looking at his father who was laughing heartily, Harvey, the son of Viscount Corey, asked doubtfully: "Father, do you really agree to help Baron Jean to the position of Viscount of Musenland?"
"Haha, Harvey! You have to look at things from afar. As long as you can kill Viscount Bernard and his family to avenge your grandfather, it doesn't matter if Jean is elected as Viscount of Mussen. Don't forget, Viscount Bernard
The elemental grass will still belong to me in the night."
"Without the elemental grass, Jean wants to rely on the firewood vine to obtain enough resources to break through the middle-level knights for who knows how long. Moreover, Jean promised to give 50% of the mineral deposits of the Musen Territory to me, the Night Territory."
Baron Corey said with a greedy look.
The nobles could not help but kill, but due to Earl Reagan's regulations, they could not invade the territory at will, so even if the Night Territory occupied the Musen Territory and killed all the Viscount Bernard family, the Musen Territory would still have to choose one of the barons of the Musen Territory to inherit the viscount title.
This is also the reason why Viscount Corey agreed to Jean.
"Oh, by the way! Pass the order and ask the barons to prepare and bring the soldiers to the Night Castle at the end of August. We will launch an attack on the Musen Territory on the first day of September and go straight to Musen Fort. I want to take
Use the old man Bernard's head." Viscount Currie looked very high-spirited.
In mid-July, Qinghuangling, stable.
Allen arrived at the castle stables early. Today was the day when seven mares gave birth.
In the large stable, seven mares lay on the withered grass, letting out shrill screams. The mare's belly was really too big. After Allen fed each mare two wind element crystals, the mare
The young horse in the horse's body can no longer absorb nutrients from the mother's body, which has led to the mare's survival to this day. However, the belly of the mare's body has become much larger than before.
"Lord Baron, this mare's belly is too big now and she will definitely not be able to give birth." The groom Alvin looked at Allen and said.
"What can you do?" Allen was a little anxious at this time. He had high expectations for these young horses. Now if they died of dystocia, he simply couldn't accept it.
"Lord Baron, it seems that the only way now is to disembowel the horses and retrieve them, but in this case, the seven mares may not survive." Alvin said truthfully.
This is a multiple-choice question, but in Allen's opinion, there is no need to choose. In Allen's mind, the mare cannot be compared with the young horse.
"Let's get started!"
"Yes, Lord Baron."
Alvin then began to prepare the tools.
Half an hour later, with several screams, seven mares died of disembowelment, and Alvin took out seven green foals from the horses' bellies.
The seven foals came together and licked each other. When Alan took a closer look, he saw that the blue color was not the color of the fur at all, but the scales. The foals were covered with tiny green scales, densely packed, and their four feet were like dragon claws.
Instead of horse hooves, the face looks like a lizard's head, but it is fuller and has blue eyes, making it look full of power.
However, Allen doesn't think it's appropriate to call them foals, because they are really too big. Mares are just ordinary horses, usually about 1.7 meters tall, which is considered a large horse, while foals are close to 1.5 meters tall.
It really surprised Allen.
Heavy horses, which are relatively rare in the principality, are only two meters tall when they reach adulthood, and now the foals are one and a half meters tall. Allen has no doubt that they will reach three meters in height in the future.
Since you have the blood of the wind elemental dragon, you will be called the wind scale dragon horse from now on. Alan gave them a name.
Looking at the wind-scaled dragon horses that looked like monsters rather than horses, Allen asked the guards to carry the seven mares out, and asked Alvin to confirm the genders of the seven wind-scaled dragon horses.
"My Lord Baron, there are a total of one male and six mares."
What a risk! Allen said in his mind. If they were all mares, his farming plan would be ruined.
He plans to form a knighthood of exotic horses.
However, Allen still felt that the breeding of one stallion and six mares was a bit slow.
The plan is to wait for the stallion to grow up and then crazily squeeze the stallion to go to the ordinary mare. This may cause the foal to be born with less pure blood than the wind scale dragon horse, but it is still very suitable for the cavalry. After all, it has the blood of the dragon.
The war horse is hard to come by, but Allen plans to use it to establish a knighthood.
Allen plans to use the six mares and the stallions to breed pure wind-scaled dragon horses, which can be used by knights like Antonio in the future.
It is estimated that the stallion will take a year to mature, and after one year the stallion will be able to meet the breeding requirements. Allen does not know how many ordinary mares it can make pregnant, but just squeeze it as much as possible.
Ask Alvin to take good care of the seven horses, and let them go out for a walk from time to time under the protection of the guards.
Allen then planned to go to Xiaoyi's place to have a look. After he broke through the intermediate knight a few days ago, Xiaoyi had been sleeping in the flame wheat mother plant and no longer communicated with his consciousness. Allen felt uneasy.