Lord blessed by the elves

Chapter 73 Greed

Wilstone opened his mouth slightly, trying to refute, but found that all the words were stuck in his throat.

Following Kruse's train of thought, he felt a chill rise up his spine.

He had to admit that the young master saw things much more deeply and clearly than he did.

In the end, all his unease and doubts turned into a heavy sigh. He obediently shut his mouth, his gaze becoming more vigilant as he scanned the silent woods around him, as if endless conspiracies were hidden behind every shadow.

“Kubo.” Kruze’s voice broke the heavy atmosphere, carrying an undeniable determination, “After you go back, immediately take reliable men and return to the old site of your original tribe.”

Rebuild that place as soon as possible, making it appear as if someone is permanently stationed there and active. It should immediately give the impression of being a liaison point for an active tribe.

He paused for a moment, his gaze sharp, and continued, each word clear and forceful: "Furthermore, we must participate in the operation to attack Baron Sidil's convoy."

This is not only to fulfill the 'promise' shown to Darnes, but also the best opportunity to demonstrate the strength and determination of our 'Robert Tribe.' We must fight hard and fight beautifully, so they can see our value firsthand and genuinely want to recruit us into their inner circle.

Since the other side is planning a rebellion to overthrow the rule of the nobility, then this group of "steadfast rebels" who have just "successfully attacked the knight's territory", are full of "hatred" for the nobles and have considerable combat power are undoubtedly the fresh blood and perfect role models that the other side most wants to absorb.

All of Kruse's plans at this moment were aimed at one ultimate goal: to prove the strength and reliability of the "Robert Tribe," to deceive the enemy, and ultimately to successfully infiltrate the core of this rebel organization.

After a long and winding journey that took three whole days, Kruze and his group finally managed to shake off all possible spies and return to Liontooth Territory, travel-worn and exhausted.

As soon as he stepped into the castle hall, Elena, who had been waiting for a long time, hopped over like a light deer. Hands on her hips, she glared at Kruze with her head held high, her emerald eyes filled with dissatisfaction and anticipation: "Big brother! You're finally back! Where's my gift? You promised!"

Looking at his sister's adorable appearance, Kruse couldn't help but smile helplessly.

These past few days have been nerve-wracking, navigating dangerous conspiracies, and he'd completely forgotten about the gift he'd promised his little sister. He quickly bent down and apologetically ruffled Elena's hair: "Oh dear, it's my fault. Things were so rushed this time, I completely forgot. Next time, next time I'll definitely bring you the prettiest gift!"

After comforting his sister, he immediately turned to Wilstone, his tone regaining the composure of a lord: "Wilstone, send these bone weapons obtained from the market to the workshop for comprehensive testing. I need to know how their hardness and toughness compare to our standard weapons."

At this moment, Rezal straightened his back, his face filled with undisguised pride, even a touch of smugness, and loudly announced, "Big brother! I have good news for you! Just yesterday, I successfully condensed my Qi vortex and officially became a trainee knight!"

Upon hearing this, Kruze's weariness was instantly replaced by surprise, and he smiled sincerely, patting Rezal's shoulder vigorously: "Good! Well done, my good brother! This is fantastic news! Tell me, what kind of knight's sword do you want? Your big brother will forge one for you personally, using the best materials, as a congratulatory gift!"

Upon hearing this, Rezal's eyes instantly shone brightly.

He had personally witnessed and was intimately familiar with his elder brother's incredible forging skills, and he had long been itching to acquire those Damascus steel weapons with their magical patterns and unparalleled sharpness.

Hearing his elder brother's promise, he was so excited he almost jumped up.

However, he managed to suppress his inner excitement, trying to appear nonchalant. He shrugged and said casually, "Well... it doesn't need to be too complicated. Just... just forge it according to the design of Father's 'Lion Cross Sword'." Kruze saw right through his little scheme: he wanted the best but didn't want to appear too eager, maintaining his pitiful "arrogant" dignity.

“Okay!” Kruse agreed immediately, a knowing smile on his face.

He had long since figured out his younger brother's temperament, which was quite eccentric. The best way to deal with him was to go along with him and avoid making the little guy throw a tantrum.

Five days later, a weary convoy, bearing the banner of Baron Sidil, arrived at Lion's Tooth Territory as scheduled.

They were escorting several heavy crates, the spoils of war brought back by Reyesto, the Lion Knight, who was far away at the front.

The leader of the caravan's guards, a knight named Doron, was not exactly respectful, but he maintained basic courtesy.

He handed a goods list stamped with sealing wax to Kruze and said in a formulaic manner, "Young Master Kruze, these are the supplies that Lord Reyes entrusted us to transport back. Please inspect them according to the list."

Kruse took the list, his eyes quickly scanning the items, and a cold smile immediately crept into his mind.

The value of the items listed was a full third less than the amount mentioned in the father's letter!

These guys didn't even bother to cover it up properly; they just blatantly embezzled it!

The slight guilt that Kruse had felt for using these transport teams as bait vanished instantly.

Looking at the list that had been blatantly embezzled, he felt only irony. It seemed that these guys had been doing this kind of embezzlement for a long time and were already used to it.

He raised his hand to stop the butler, Buffet, whose face was ashen and who was about to step forward to argue. His voice was calm but tinged with coldness: "Buffet, there's no need to waste your breath. Since they dared to do this, they have no intention of giving anything back. Arguing is pointless and will only waste our time."

Upon hearing Kruze's words, the guard knight Doron was not ashamed at all. Instead, he seemed to have heard a compliment, giving Kruze a thumbs-up and grinning, "Hey! Kid, you've got a good eye! You're sensible!"

Kruse, too lazy to continue the pretense, shrugged indifferently and directly dismissed them: "In that case, we won't keep you for dinner. Please leave, no need to see you out."

Doron paused for a moment, seemingly somewhat surprised.

Based on past experience, even if these minor lords whose supplies have been withheld don't dare to take action, they will always make a fuss, just like they did in Wolf Hair Territory, taking a lot of his breath to explain.

Unexpectedly, the young heir of Lion Fang Territory was so "carefree," which saved him a lot of trouble.

He chuckled, said no more, waved his hand, and led the convoy away.

(End of this chapter)