The Path to Lordship Begins in the North

Seeing the lightning flashing in the sky, the low-level professionals realized that the other party was serious and they all shrank back. However, if they were really killed by the thugs' magic here, they would at least be heroes who died protecting national property. Therefore, the leader of the low-level professionals still refused to let go.

On the contrary, the ordinary people seemed to have not seen such a scene for a long time, and they curiously gathered around.

Seeing that the low-level professional still refused to let go, Sidney sneered, "Fine, very well, today I'll tell you what the basic rules of this world really are!"

Just as Sidney was about to unleash a high-level spell, Myron gently patted Sidney on the shoulder from behind and said, "Calm down. After all, Augustine III is no longer in power. We have to give him face, no matter what."

Hearing Myron say that, Sidney calmed down a bit, snapped his fingers, and as the magic dissipated, the terrifying thunderstorm in the sky also disappeared.

"Humph!"

Sidney gave the low-level professionals a cold look, while Myron said helplessly:

"Just take that container with you, and send the person back to contact the governor in the capital."

Myron didn't really care about the lives of these people, but he felt that the secular monarch still had some power and couldn't be completely ignored. Besides, who knew if other high-level professionals had defected to the governor in the capital?

In any case, it's always good to give the other party face.

Indeed, in Myron's mind, taking away the original sand container and letting the person go was already giving them face.

Myron stepped forward and used his knightly power to take the container directly from the hands of these low-level professionals. However, to his surprise, the professionals still held onto the triangular prism-shaped container tightly and refused to let go, so Myron picked it up along with it.

"Let go right now, or I'll get physical!"

Myron frowned, because he noticed that after his warning, these professionals even showed expectant expressions, as if they really hoped that Myron could kill them with a single punch.

I don't understand, it's too abnormal, just like those guys who voluntarily stayed in the tower.

While Myron hesitated, Sidney said impatiently, "Old Myron, what are you hesitating about? Hurry up and finish this, we still need to go to the capital."

Myron nodded. Although these people were clinging tightly to the original sand container, it was no problem for Myron, an eighth-tier knight. Myron casually tossed them up.

Just then, a strange rumbling sound came from not far away. A metal carriage made of square boxes stopped in front of everyone, and a group of knights in armor quickly jumped down from the back carriage.

Upon seeing the knights arrive, the low-level professionals, as if grasping at a straw, immediately said, "Sir, these people are trying to steal the materials needed to build the Lake Shadow Town train station!"

However, Myron didn't listen to what these low-level professionals were saying, because the knights in front of him were too eye-catching. These knights were wearing extremely exaggerated and heavy armor from head to toe. Under the contrast of this armor, these knights looked even bigger than Myron, an eighth-level knight.

The armor features a bear from the North Wind and pure white paint, symbolizing that these knights are the purest Lars knights.

Behind the armor was a backpack made entirely of metal, the same material as the armor. When Sidney, who was next to Myron, saw the metal backpacks on the knights' backs, his eyes lit up. It was obvious that the magic container inside the backpack was more precious than the triangular prism.

These knights stood like a small mountain in front of Myron. Although Myron was already an eighth-tier knight, he still felt uneasy when he saw their heavy armor.

Myron, a genuine Lars Knight, had seen many before; among the unofficial members of the Tower, there was even a true Lars Knight.

But these knights are less like Lars Knights and more like simple steel cans.

Is this really the famous Knight Lars from the North?

......

Hammond wasn't quite used to wearing the power armor yet, and some of his movements appeared quite stiff, making his act of jumping out of the vehicle seem rather silly and cute.

These power armors were originally an improvement on the mobile barrier used by the nuns. The governor originally wanted to design a lighter armor that relied solely on paint for defense, like the nuns in their robes. However, in the subsequent war, everyone found that heavily armored warriors were still indispensable, so the portable mobile barrier and the heavy power armor were eventually researched separately.

Thanks to the research on super-level magic, the efficiency of magic use has been greatly improved. This has finally given power armor, which had been unable to solve the problem of excessively large power supply equipment, practical value in combat. The Lars Knights were the first users of power armor.

After all, although the power problem of the power armor has been solved, it is still not something that ordinary soldiers can drive. To wear this power armor, one must be a professional.

Hammond extended his hand to Myron and said, “Gentlemen, please return the materials. You just used destructive large-scale magic in Lake Shadow, which violated the professional regulations. However, you two seem to be new guests. I can take you to the capital and explain the situation to you.”

After all, these two men didn't seem like easy targets, and they didn't cause any real injuries or losses. At this point, Hammond opted for flexible enforcement.

Sidney was immediately unhappy when he heard about the "Professional Regulations." It sounded like the same thing as the Tower's "Rules for Unofficial Personnel." The Tower's rules were one thing, since the Tower did have the power to restrain high-level professionals. But what right did a secular governor, who wasn't even a king, have to restrain a high-level professional?

The unusually muffled sound coming from inside the helmet made Sidney feel no respect whatsoever.

"Sure, but you have to take off those funny little backpacks behind you and replace them."

Faced with Sidney's provocation, Hammond said nothing, only sighed, which made Sidney even more annoyed. When did these low- to mid-level Lars Knights dare to speak to him in such an attitude? He raised his hand and fired a lightning bolt without chanting, which hit Hammond's power armor.

Seeing Hammond pause in surprise, Sidney nodded in satisfaction. It seemed the other man knew he was wrong. If the other man knelt down and begged him, Sidney might even return the triangular prism in Myron's hands and ask the Governor of the North where he got so many good things.

But Hammond sighed again and said, "Attack a sheriff, and that changes the nature of the matter."

Hammond removed his Melting Blade from his armor, and the Lars Knights behind him also removed their Melting Blades.

"Final warning, gentlemen, we do not wish for this to escalate into violence."