Throne of the North.

Chapter 268: The Glory of Our Ancestors, Respected by Our Lord Viscount Dragun
Ryan believed that not only him, but also the two earls of the North Wind Province and three other county governors had received similar letters.

Two days ago, Marquis Beifeng organized a group of troops to enter the other world dimension.

The army consisted of a total of 3,000 people, with soldiers coming from the Marquisate and those brought by the lords from the south.

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"Baron Ryan, please think of a solution. I definitely cannot go to the Imperial City."

"The wealth and land of my Miles family must not be lost. If I do, I will become the sinner of the entire Miles family!"

Christian Miles, now Viscount Miles, was as anxious as a frog being boiled in boiling water in the castle on Rhino Horn Mountain. He didn't even care about the delicious food and fruit wine on the table.

"Viscount Miles, you'd better calm down. Old Viscount Miles killed Viscount Dragun in public. No one can fake this."

"Killing a noble in the Empire, and a viscount at that, I believe old Viscount Miles will know the consequences."

Viscount Miles lowered his head but gritted his teeth.

"But I can't let the family land slip away from my hands. I can't become Miles' sinner."

"You rest in the castle first. I will help you think of a way to settle this matter with other means."

Master Ryan sighed and shook his head, which made Viscount Miles look very happy.

After Viscount Miles left, Ryan looked at Beard.

"Our Lord Viscount Dragun hasn't arrived yet?"

His tone was slightly sarcastic, and the reason he agreed to Viscount Miles was because of this matter.

That is, after returning from Thundercloud County, Viscount Miles immediately rushed to the Frozen Territory in a hurry, but Viscount Dragun, that is, Thorston Dragun, did not make any movement.

"Yes, sir."

Beard said honestly.

"Give him another day."

There was a cold look in Ryan's eyes.

He never thought that after he took control and gained the right to speak in Lingdu County, all the nobles would stand loyally behind him, but he also did not expect that this day would come so soon.

"It seems that he has calmed down from the shadow of war."

Ryan has a lot of wealth. In addition to the Frozen Territory, he has wealth in many places in Lingdu County. For example, most of his wealth is in the Ice Peak Forest. The magic crystals used by the mages in the Frozen Territory all come from there.

For example, in Lingdu City, he owns a main street, which has been managed in an orderly manner for more than a year, and the wealth it can bring in every quarter is considerable.

He also has some assets in Viscount Dragun's territory, but since Viscount Dragun is not like Miles after all, Ryan is not willing to ask him to cede land, so most of his wealth is presented in the form of economy.

A day later, Ryan was chatting and laughing at the dinner table with Viscount Miles.

He still didn't wait for Viscount Dragun to arrive.

"Mr. Christian, my friend, I have been thinking about this for a day. Maybe there is a way out for this matter."

"Although it was on the battlefield, old Viscount Miles killed Viscount Dragun."

"There are two key points here, aren't there?"

As Ryan spoke, Viscount Miles had already pricked up his ears, unwilling to miss a single word.

"War and... the Viscount."

"Viscount Dragun died on the battlefield. This is not a shame for the nobles. Our ancestors, the first nobles, fought against foreign races, and each of them was proud to die on the battlefield. The glorious honor of fighting to the death is in the teachings of every noble family."

"Deep in the blood of every noble of ours lies the will and glory of our ancestors. This is why we are noble." "Yes, that's right."

Viscount Miles puffed out his chest. Every noble would talk about the glory of his family. It was one of the few things they were proud of.

This is also an eternal topic for nobles to communicate and chat with each other.

"The death of Viscount Dragun was never a conspiracy, nor was it evil. He appeared on the battlefield with a noble and honorable status. Old Viscount Dragun had the same ambition as the ancestors of the Dragun family."

"Although Viscount Miles is old, he still respects and praises Viscount Dragun's ambition to not disgrace his ancestors and even bring the Dragun family to new heights."

"So, even though your father already needed help to move, he resolutely chose the most ancient way of noble blood, the glorious duel."

"Unfortunately, Viscount Miles failed to stop in the end, and Viscount Dragun died. The magic 'Zenith Sword' is indeed the most powerful magical offensive method under the Grand Mage."

"I thought about it for a whole day, and finally figured out that the death of the two viscounts was never gloomy, but a tribute to the glory of their ancestors."

"It has been so many years. Perhaps... we, the unworthy descendants, have forgotten our ancestors and how great their glory was."

Ryan raised his head, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

"If it weren't for the battlefield in the south where I heard that some nobles had fallen, I might not even remember the history that I read as stories when I was young."

"Our ancestors went through so much cruelty that they were able to seize our land from the hands of foreign races, so that we, the descendants today, will not be drowned by the cold of the north."

"You know, Lord Miles, in the harsh winter, when you can't even grow food, even the orcs can't stand it."

"Praise the great light, praise our glorious ancestors."

Ryan's expression and eyes were pious and awed, while Viscount Miles opposite him was frozen in place.

"Is...is that so?"

He still doesn't quite understand.

"You must go to the Imperial City, Viscount Miles. If you don't know what to say, just tell the nobles in the south what I said."

"Oh, by the way, don't mention me. And remember, say it before anyone else speaks."

"The death of Viscount Dragun is a heavy loss for the Northern Wind Province and the entire empire, but at the same time we also have great respect for Viscount Dragun's death. In him, we see our great ancestors."

"However, it is a fact that Viscount Miles killed Viscount Dragun. Because of Viscount Miles's failure, the empire lost a noble bloodline with the ambitions of its noble ancestors. For this, the Miles family needs to compensate Dragun."

“A lot of compensation.”

Hearing this familiar word, Viscount Miles finally understood something.

"But... the Miles family doesn't have much wealth anymore. If I continue to lose money, I will lose everything except the land."

He could never decide to let himself lose his land, and now being told that he had to pay compensation made him extremely sad.

"It's okay Christian."

"We in Lingdu County have been making money recently, haven't we?"

Ryan looked at Viscount Miles and said with a smile.

"Besides, my frozen land territory is being developed and provided with work in lieu of relief. The people of your territory can come here to help me and I will pay you."

"Well... by then, the Miles family might be very busy. I will appropriately give some weapon and shield orders to the Miles family for forging."

The orders were of course from the Andara Kingdom and the Southern Chamber of Commerce of the Empire. As for where the extra orders came from, they were from the Dragun Family.

(End of this chapter)