Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 281 Florina's Uncle
It can be said that they lived in fear every day. If there were not a tacit rule among the nobles that they could not accept civilians under the command of other nobles, they would have fled long ago.

Hearing this, Bolton was not angry, but his face showed a little pain: "In fact, I have long been dissatisfied with this kind of family inheritance, but now I am..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stunned by the figure in front of him who turned around and left.

Levi felt extremely speechless. He came to him looking for help but didn't even consider whether he was qualified.

As a grassroots person, he has long been using methods such as soliciting investments everywhere and using the power of others to gain influence.

This illegitimate son named Bolton can be seen at first glance that although his brother is dead, his position is still unstable.

Therefore, he wanted to make friends with some important people to consolidate his position, and this Lord of Highcliff Castle, who he had met once and was also a baron, was the most suitable person.

"Treating the other party like this may cause dissatisfaction on the part of the other party and bring about some unnecessary trouble." After they had moved away, Bergdorf said meaningfully.

"If you are dissatisfied, then be dissatisfied. There are many people who are dissatisfied with you, my Lord." The Lord sneered and said, "Who do you think dares to cause trouble for me?"

Not to mention those far away, among the northern nobles, there were few who truly respected him, but when they met him they still dared not fart and had to address him respectfully as "My Lord Marquis".

"Sir Levi, I'm a bit talkative when I'm old, please don't be too surprised." Bergdorf poked his staff: "Even if it's a sword made of fine steel, it will be easily broken if it doesn't have a little toughness."

"It's just past the easy break!"

He has always been an elder who likes to teach the younger generations. He has seen too many people suffer the consequences because they did not know how to hide their strengths. He does not want this promising young man in front of him to follow in their footsteps.

"That's fine steel. Would it break if it was replaced with mithril or orichalcum?" Levi snorted disdainfully.

When we say "easy to break" we also have to consider who it is directed at. He has done a lot of great things, who dares to break him?

"If Levi joins the Holy Light Church, no one will dare to deal with you in private." Fatih never forgot to persuade the lord to join the Holy Light Church completely.

Unfortunately, the other party was just like a lousy farmer selling cabbages. The more attentive he was, the more the lord felt that there was an undead spirit.

The three of them walked into the conference room chatting. Before they had time to take a good look at the layout, a fresh breeze blew towards them, carrying a refreshing fragrance.

In the past, meetings were filled with the smell of sweat and foot odor. The lord had never expected that the standards would be raised to a higher level now.

It seems that those bigwigs from the royal court, even when fighting, live extravagant lives that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

The ground was covered with a red carpet covered with gilded patterns. Every second of stepping on it seemed like a blasphemy to Jin Ke - because this kind of carpet was very expensive, and the damage caused by each step was worth several silver coins.

In the middle was a long table covered with a tablecloth and decorated with some silver sculptures.

It always felt like a banquet rather than a meeting, and Levi regretted eating too much before coming here.

Florina and a bald man were discussing something, and they both seemed to be in a good mood.

The rest of the Northern nobles were there, and there were even some people Levi didn't know. They must have come from the royal court or the Eastern Territory.

Without Panta, the giant panda was not qualified to attend such a meeting. Fujiro nodded to him, but soon lowered his head.

After all, he was only a baron, sitting at the end. The room was mostly filled with important people, and he was afraid of saying too much and making mistakes, so he just acted as a bystander.

"Good day, Duke Florina." Levi placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, performing a noble salute. Although it was not particularly standard, there was nothing wrong with it.

"Look, our Lion Hunting Knight is here." Today, Florina was dressed in military uniform and long boots. Her waist-length red hair was tied into a ponytail. She looked heroic and extremely capable.

She has always been generous and tolerant to this knight. Not only is his strength and military talent top-notch and worthy of friendship, but more importantly, he has helped the Martell family so much.

The lord turned his head, but before he could greet the important person next to Florina, his eyes were attracted by a figure next to him.

He couldn't help but gasp, and it took him a lot of effort to calm down his inner shock and avoid making a fool of himself.

The reason why the lord lost his composure was that it was the first time he met someone who was as good-looking as him!
Two positions behind Florina and the bald man, there was a swordsman with a blade of about 1.9mm, not much different from him.

Wearing a bright silver armor embroidered with intricate patterns and carrying a beautiful sword, he was sitting on a chair, concentrating on reading a book, with a cold face and an aura that kept strangers away.

In this military camp, almost all the men are bearded. Only Li is the only one in this thousand hectares of land, a real handsome guy. But at this moment, there needs to be one more person.

He looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, with skin as white as the bright moon, a slender frame, and was neither fat nor thin. He had long silver hair that fell to his waist.

His expressionless and calm face has a beauty that is enough to make all girls and boys obsessed!

As if he had noticed the lord's gaze, he looked up with a curious look on his face, and then instantly broke into a warm smile that was enough to make all the colorful flowers pale in comparison.

"Monster! It's really weird!" The lord immediately turned his head away and stopped looking at her.

This young swordsman was terrifyingly handsome, at least comparable to him, but there were obvious differences between the two.

If the Creator seemed to have concentrated all the masculinity and dominance of all men in him alone, then this young man was like the god who had given all the remaining tenderness of all men to him.

He is obviously a man, but his smile and movements have a "soft" and "charming" feeling, especially his eyes as bright as the starry sky, which almost made the lord doubt his own sexual orientation.

But it doesn’t matter whether he has doubts or not, but he must not let others suspect that he likes the Rabbit God.

Otherwise, if a bunch of pretty boys who are opportunistic and want to take shortcuts go to Gaoya Castle and dream of getting rich overnight, it would be like a calf rolling his eyes - they are doomed.

Even jumping into the Yellow River cannot wash away this scandal.

"Good day, my lord, and this gentleman."

My lord, it's just because the military camp is full of a bunch of unkempt men. Normally, people with this kind of appearance would have been kept in the palace by the big shots.

In addition, the other party was obviously a man but had a unique "charm", so it was inevitable that he would be shocked.

"Just call me Mandela." The bald man was about two and a half feet tall and looked to be in his forties or fifties. He had a fierce face, but his words were gentler than expected: "I am the commander of that group of elite red swordsmen, and this is my deputy, Xian." "Good day, Mr. Levi." The other party nodded slightly, his voice as crisp as a yellow bird.

"I've heard about your deeds. After this incident, I'm sure you'll become a big celebrity in the whole of Derby." Mandela patted Levi on the shoulder and had a very good impression of the lion hunter knight: "Folina, Onaya and Leah, thank you for taking care of them so much."

"???"

The Lord was shocked no less than before, and immediately asked cautiously, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"I'm Florina's uncle." The other man grinned, revealing two neat rows of white teeth.

"Hahaha, I'm Leah's vassal, and these are what I should do." Levi immediately laughed and said modestly.

He felt that the whole world was a huge group of relatives and friends, and he could meet so-called relatives wherever he went.

No wonder Florina was able to sit on the throne of Duke, and no wonder the king finally ignored the fight between the two grand dukes of the north and the south.

I think this Mandela has contributed a lot. It is hard to imagine how many people in the royal court have connections with those dukes.

"Levi, let's sit down and talk. Just sit below me." Mandela waved his hand.

He, Florina and Fatih sat side by side in the main seat. The first seat on the right was the Lord, followed by Bergdorf and then Fujiro who sat at the back.

The first person on Fatih's left on the main seat was the swordsman named Xion, who was facing the lord.

Fatiel is the saint of the Holy Light Church, and her status is equal to those princes and princesses. There is no problem for her to sit in the main seat.

"Xion has always dreamed of becoming a real knight." After sitting down, Mandela took the lead.

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult." The lord said matter-of-factly.

The so-called true knight is not a noble knight with a knightly title, but a knight who truly advocates the eight virtues.

But if even the Paladins cannot fully follow the Eight Virtues, how can others do it? I am afraid that even the first knight who created the Eight Virtues would not dare to say that he can fully follow them.

"When your deeds were reported back to Gunda, I could see that you were a brave and powerful knight. I thought that you two would have a lot in common to talk about."

Levi looked at the handsome young man opposite him, and the other party also smiled. This smile immediately made the lord feel uncomfortable all over, as if he had lice.

If at the beginning, the lord was amazed by the other party's beautiful appearance, then at this moment he just thought that the other party might be a rabbit god who had a homosexual relationship with him, right?
"Let's talk about it when we have a chance." He subconsciously perfunctorily responded. He didn't really want to have a close relationship with the other party, and even felt that he should take the initiative to keep a distance.

If rumors of an affair between the two were to spread, his majestic figure would be shattered among the ladies.

The topic was soon over and as everyone arrived, the formal meeting began.

First, Fatih described the situation of the Bone Fortress and the space channel, then Florina and Mandela discussed the strategy, and finally, adhering to the idea of ​​brainstorming, they checked for deficiencies and filled in the gaps.

When the meeting ended and he walked out of the conference room, with the breeze on his face and the reflection of the setting sun, the lord seemed to see the light of day again. He couldn't help stretching and humming comfortably.

To be honest, the room was not filled with the stench of sweat during this meeting. Instead, there was a fresh fragrance. But there was a man staring at me opposite me.

Any normal man would not be able to bear this and would just want to escape from this torture as soon as possible.

"plum……"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

The lord shuddered, goose bumps appeared on his back, and he ran into the camp without looking back.

……

Zat was packing up the tent. Just as he had finished putting his things in order, he was sweeping the floor with a small broom when a figure suddenly rushed in, leaving several large black footprints on the wooden floor. He opened his mouth and was about to greet the person in the wilderness slang, but when he saw the person coming, he changed his words: "Boss, why are you running so fast? There's nothing eating people behind you."

"Hurry up and pull the curtain. If someone named Xian comes looking for me, tell him that my lord is going to take a shit." The lord, still frightened, poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

He was unwilling to make friends with the other party in his heart.

It was not just because of the appearance, but more importantly, the other party was far from being just Mandela's deputy. After all, how could a deputy sit opposite him?

Although Mandela hid it very well, Levi could still feel his respect for his deputy.

Levi guessed various possibilities, maybe it was some prince who had nothing to do and went to the countryside to sympathize with the people, etc., but in the end he had no clue.

I'd rather out of sight, out of mind, and just close the door and refuse visitors.

Zat was completely confused. He swept the melon seed shells out of the tent and lowered the curtain. "Boss, what did the meeting say?"

"Although we fought well in the past, they were all small fights. Compared with those Griffin Knights or Lionheart Red Swordsmen, we still have a lot of shortcomings. We need to learn humbly." The lord started with a bunch of nonsense literature, which made Zat curl his lips. Then he got to the point: "In short, this time we just follow behind others and fight casually."

This demon war is not the small-scale fight like before. If it is well managed, it can even become famous in the Seven Kingdoms.

On the surface, he said that he and Gaoyabao had made great contributions recently. First, they dealt with the demons that attacked Cologne by surprise, and then they rescued the besieged Fatih and Bergdorf. He should have a good rest.

In fact, the top leaders must have felt that they had a large army in their hands and victory was certain, so they began to make small calculations about who would be responsible for the credit.

This is not something that either Florina or Mandela can change.

Even if they don't want these military merits, the people under their command are all eagerly waiting for these opportunities to show themselves.

Levi was not angry at all. He had no intention of forcing himself to take the lead. Gaoya Castle had only a few thousand people at most, which was not enough in a war involving nearly one million people.

Whoever wants to gain military merit on the front line of the battlefield can go, it's a huge profit for him just to follow behind and kill some people.

(End of this chapter)