Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

Stella said the reason generously.

"This... Stella's niece, I'm afraid it doesn't meet the competition rules!" Alding was surprised.

Why can't he choose a candidate, but is prepared to deliberately delay for a few months, and then sit and watch the government affairs of the storm leader become a mess.

As for the fairness of the competition, the other second sons may get secret help from the family, but he is not worried about the poor Berwick family.

"This is your test, not mine, it's none of my business, I just need to complete the return gift to him!" Stella replied expressionlessly.

"Good! Good! Then send him a servant!" Just when Alding was about to say something, the count shook his head helplessly.

From the count's point of view, this competition was held for his daughter. Now that her daughter is willing, it is naturally a matter of course.

"Thank you, father!" Stella didn't say more, and thanked the count.

"Miss, the three-color chicken has been stewed and delivered!" At this moment, Lina called softly at the door.

"Send it in!" Stella ordered.

"Yes, miss!" Lina heard the words and took the chicken soup handed over by the servant, and then carefully brought it to the earl's desk.

"Sir, this is what the lady ordered to stew for you!"

"Oh? Haha! Good, good! My tulip flower has a heart! But, where did the three-colored chicken come from!" The earl laughed hard.

Don't look at his daughter's deliberately stern face at this time, but Lord Earl knows that this is just her daughter's anger with himself, and he still has himself in mind.

"My lord, this is what Sir Narant gave to the young lady. There are only two three-colored chickens, and the young lady ordered to stew them for you!" Lina had forgotten the previous explanation of her own young lady, and instead highlighted the filial piety of the young lady in disguise. .

"Oh, the one from Narant? Eat some of Stella yourself!" The Count was slightly surprised, but of course he was in a better mood.

"I don't like eating greasy food recently! In order to avoid waste, I'll give it to my father!" Stella glared at Lina angrily. She just explained it clearly, but she didn't follow it.

After a pause, Stella's purpose of coming has been completed, and she immediately said, "Father, then I will retire first!"

After speaking, without waiting for the count to reply, Stella left the study with Lina.

"Hey! This daughter! I originally wanted to discuss her birthday banquet for a while, but it seems that I don't need to discuss it with her!" The earl smelled the fragrant three-color chicken soup, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Lord Count, the proposal from Stella's niece just now..."

"Alding, you don't have to worry about this matter, I will let the housekeeper handle it later!" The Count interrupted Alding's words.

"Yes, then I'll retire first!" Alding's face was slightly ugly, and he bowed his head and said goodbye.

"Go!" Lord Earl nodded, and all his attention was now on the chicken soup sent by his daughter.

...

"Bastard!" After leaving the castle, Alding in the carriage finally couldn't hold back and scolded!

"Why on earth did Stella help that unlucky second son?" After venting, Alding couldn't help frowning again.

He has a hatred with the Berwick family, and in addition to this competition, Narant has been tricked. Of the several second sons, no matter who can win the competition, Narant is definitely not what he wants to see.

"Sir, you're back!" In a luxurious manor in the east of the city, Boris' carriage slowly stopped, and the servant immediately stepped forward to serve him. "Sir, today there is a guest in the manor, from the Earl of Dark Iron, butler Demus has invited people into the manor."

"Dark Iron Earl?" Alding frowned slightly, already guessing the identity of the person who came.

However, the two parties did not agree to send someone to come after completing the entrustment, because it is very likely that he will be noticed by others.

Thinking of this, Alding quickly walked towards the manor and came to the reception hall of the manor, where he saw the housekeeper talking with a middle-aged man.

"Sir! You are back!"

"The villain Charlie is the subordinate of Lord Quint, and has seen His Excellency Viscount Alding!"

"What did Quint send you to do?" Alding was not in the mood to be polite to him, and asked directly.

"Your Excellency, this is the letter that Lord Quint asked me to pass to you!" Charlie handed out the letter.

Alding checked it immediately after taking it.

The more he looked, the deeper his brows furrowed.

"How could this be, after more than 100 barbarians entered the Storm Territory, there was no news?" The content of the letter was nothing else, but Quint described his plan to calculate the Storm Territory and the final result.

After Alding read it, he thought it was a joke at first, that Quint wanted to embezzle the deposit of the ten gold coins.

But on second thought, if Quint really wanted to swallow his gold coins, why would he send someone to collect tulips?

Just pretend nothing happened.

More importantly, Quint wanted to ask him to help Charlie and others find a reasonable identity to infiltrate the Storm Territory to check the situation.

Although Charlie is only one person entering the manor to find him, he has actually brought more than 20 people, who disguised as a caravan and entered the tulip collar.

"Your Excellency, Lord Quint also sent people to the Storm Lord to investigate, but unfortunately all of them have gone back and forth, so we sent us here to try to enter the investigation from Tulip's side!" Charlie replied.

"Arrange a reasonable identity? The Storm Territory is so remote, no matter what your identity is, the more than 20 of you will be very eye-catching." Alding frowned slightly.

He was naturally willing to tie it up because of Stella's actions today, which gave him a great sense of oppression.

And more than a hundred barbarian Aldin also knows what it means, so he is more anxious than Quint to know what happened to Stormland.

"My lord, I heard that during this period of time, the salt and dried salted fish in Stormwind has attracted the attention of many civilians. There are already many civilian caravans ready to set off for Stormwind!"

The last time Narant sent a caravan, the news about salt and dried salted fish did not attract much attention to Tulip City, after all, the road is still a long way.

But the caravan that came this time sold it in the territory around Tulip City, so today Demus, the housekeeper, has also received some news and is preparing to report it to Alding.

"Is there such a thing?" Alding exclaimed in surprise.

...

Time flies, and days pass.

"It's still a little bit! If I work hard, I can become a middle-level bronze knight!"

In Storm Territory, in the back garden of the Baron's Castle, Narant sat on the ground with sweat on his face.

After nearly two months of continuous hard work, with the help of strengthening fruit, magical beast meat, and flame spar, he finally felt that his strength had reached a bottleneck.

At this time, the Dou Qi seeds in his body can no longer hold any more Dou Qi storage, so he needs to make a breakthrough to progress to the next stage of cultivation and improvement.

But every time the improvement of Dou Qi rank can be said to be a sublimation, and it is not easy to break through.

For example, at the moment, Narant needs to gather all the fighting qi in his body into one qi vein, and then rush into the fighting qi seeds in one go, using this method to expand the space of the fighting qi seeds.

The pain caused by this process is a bit unbearable, like putting more than a pound of water into an ultra-small skin bag, who knows the feeling of bulging.