Farming in the Magical World

"Has this count gone mad? Does he think he can single-handedly wipe out the Grumman Mountains?"

After glancing at the contents, Cliff looked up in surprise at his father, who appeared completely relaxed.

"Heh, the border, just the border!" Duke Burton chuckled, glancing at Clive with a mixture of indulgence and displeasure. "We'll talk after you've seen it!"

Young people, you still can't keep your composure!

Holding the teacup and feeling the warmth of the tea, Marcus once again squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

I wonder what's so special about that kid named Lanny. Not to mention the glass, which is practically like a gemstone, even this "tea" that tastes bitter has some unknown magic.

When his son first brought him this thing, he didn't want to try it when he heard it was bitter. He thought that his son was probably in a difficult situation, and although he sympathized with his son, he didn't intend to suffer with him.

However, driven by curiosity, he still took the time to try it. To his surprise, he found that it was actually quite good. Apart from being so bitter that it was a bit hard to get used to, it was very effective in relieving the effects of eating greasy food.

This is perfect for someone of his age who has to socialize frequently.

From that day on, he switched his drink to this bitter tea.

The lady often said that she didn't have many social engagements; she was the only Grand Duke in the North, and who could force her to eat such greasy food?

Although I admit that I have a little bit of a hobby, who says that just because I'm the biggest person in the North, I don't need to socialize?

Hmph, women don't understand these things!

"Hmph, Count Enno is quite audacious, actually appointing his son-in-law as the commander of the right flank. This is blatant self-aggrandizement!" Closing the plan in his hand, Clifton appeared somewhat indignant. "Although this plan does seem plausible, it treats military matters like child's play!"

Marcus wasn't annoyed that his son had interrupted his thoughts. Instead, he looked at Cliff with a smile and asked, "Oh, how's the plan going?"

"Yes, Father!"

Hearing his father's question, Clive also became serious. "According to the plan, dividing into two groups, left and right, and advancing alternately in support of each other is indeed a good idea."

“However…” Clive hesitated for a moment before continuing, “This is really treating border security like a joke. Lenny Wells is just a young man in his twenties, what does he know about military affairs?”

"Oh, this Lanny is the maker of the glass and tea you gave me. How can you not approve of him?" Marcus looked at his son, raised the teacup in his hand, and had a half-smile on his face.

“This is different,” Colliv shook his head, his face resolute. “Although I really like what he makes, this is war after all, and I won’t treat war like a game!”

Marcus stared at his son for a long time before nodding in satisfaction. "Hmm, very good. I'm glad you think that way!"

"Son, you must remember that since you have chosen the path of a knight, you must take every battle seriously!"

"but... ..."

Marcus's expression turned somewhat amused as he looked at Cliff with a half-smile. "This Lanny is probably not as simple as you think!"

Hmm? Could it be that Father is treating me differently because the things I gave him were all made by him?

"not understand?"

Seeing his son's bewildered expression, Marcus casually pulled out another item and handed it to him. "Take a look at this!"

Clive took the parchment with a puzzled look, then quickly looked up in disbelief. "Is this all real?"

"Ha ha... ..."

Marcus looked at his son with a smug expression. "Of course, on my turf, what can escape my eyes?"

The reason why the contents of this piece of paper surprised Colliv was simply because it contained a message.

"On July 20th, 287 of the Kingdom Calendar, five fully armed knights from the Southern Border invaded Wells Castle, only to be surrounded and attacked by forty members of the castle's security guard. Four were killed, and one was seriously wounded and died! The guard suffered no casualties!"

As a knight, Colliver understood all too well what "fully armed" really meant.

To put it simply, knights are already like muscular hunks to ordinary people due to their training and skills. If you add the knight's heavy armor and sword, it's almost like an ordinary person encountering a demon from mythology. Forget about attacking, you can't even tickle them.

However, the message said that about forty people from some "security guard" killed four fully armed knights and another one died from serious injuries!

This... this... this is simply unbelievable!

"Yes, I just saw this news and thought it was a mistake too!" Marcus sighed with emotion.

Not only did Clive find it unbelievable, but he also found it unbelievable at first. He was a battle-hardened knight, not just a pampered nobleman!

"Who could believe that a group of ordinary people could achieve such a feat?"

"But this information can't be wrong! That's why I'm curious how this little guy named Lanny managed to do it!"

He firmly believed the information was accurate and he had complete confidence in his undercover agents.

He even wondered if Lanny had awakened a magical talent and learned some kind of magic, which enabled him to do so under the pressure of five fully armed knights.

But since there's no news from our sources that Lanny knows magic, it probably isn't for that reason!

Initially, he was simply unable to tolerate the fact that the Grand Duke of Capet in the South had sent his son to the North and was even beginning to seek a noble status there.

What he found even more unbearable was that news then came that Grand Duke Capet had sent people to harm his lower-ranking nobles.

His only response was to eliminate all the black hands that had infiltrated the North, cutting them down one by one, or two by two.

He would not allow anyone to extend their reach into the North, not even that old man Capet.

Cape, you've done a good job of holding off the Kingdom of Nicholas in the South, why are you trying to take over the North?

But before he could take any action, the entire group of knights was wiped out at Caster Ridge, and only then did this young man named Lanny come into his sight.

The baron was far too young; if it weren't for the involvement of the Grand Duke Capet, he probably wouldn't have even noticed this minor nobleman.

The last news about this Lanny was when his father died in battle and Lanny's name appeared on the application for inheritance of the title. He had signed the document at the time and vaguely remembered it.

He's now interested in this Lanny, but getting information and feedback takes time, and there's no further news yet.

"Even so, isn't it... a bit inappropriate to openly pat your son-in-law on the back like this?" After confirming Lanny's achievements, Colliver had to admit that the guy was quite formidable. However, as a knight, he still couldn't stand this blatant abuse of power.

"Heh, you think this is just to glorify Lanny?" Marcus shook his head, still somewhat dissatisfied with his son. "Didn't you even consider where those knights came from?"

"The news didn't say anything, how would I know!" Cliffer sensed the change in the old man's attitude, but he could only roll his eyes helplessly.

His information could not possibly be as comprehensive as his father's, so is it not normal to make a wrong judgment when there is insufficient information?

He believed that as long as he had enough access to information, he could also be as shrewd and resourceful as his father.

“What if I told you that these knights all came from the Southern Territory, from the Capet family, and were all arranged by Lady Louise Capet, Enoch’s wife?” Marcus said slowly, looking at his son.

Upon hearing this news, Clift was stunned. "She, she, isn't she Lanny's wife's mother?"

What's going on here? Is this some kind of family feud?

"It seems this appointment isn't so simple!" Collivier pondered, considering the previous appointment of the so-called right-wing commander.

"Yes," Marcus nodded in satisfaction when he saw that Colliver had realized what was going on, then sighed with emotion, "You must remember that not all families are as harmonious as ours. On the contrary, many families are full of troubles. Don't judge things by appearances. You should remember this in the future."

“Yes, Father!” Cliff finally understood his father’s meaning and looked solemn.

Seeing that his son seemed to truly understand his good intentions, Marcus nodded in satisfaction again before getting down to business: "I agree to this plan. However, I will send you down as an observer accompanying the army!"

“Yes, Father, I will keep an eye on Earl Enoch!” Colliver nodded, already calculating in his mind how many guards he would need to bring, and Harry would definitely have to bring them too.

To his surprise, his father shook his head, rejecting his idea. "Who said you were to follow Angus?"

Pointing to the message bar on the table, he looked at Cliff and said, "I want you to go and follow the right flank of the noble army, the one that Lanny is in charge of!"

"Hmm?" He was puzzled by his father's arrangement. "If I go there, wouldn't that be the same as you already stating your position? It's like indirectly supporting Lanny?"

“I’m pleased that you’ve thought of this,” Marcus smiled. “But does it matter whether I support Lanny or not? What matters is that I’m really curious about his security detail.”

Of course, there was one more thing he didn't say: regardless of what Lanny did, he had to cut off the Capet family's tentacles reaching into the North, and supporting Lanny was just going with the flow.

The only thing that left him uncertain was how much Lenny actually knew about Louise Capet's plans.

Logically, after such an incident, he should have reported it to his superior, a nobleman, but so far he has not received any news from Lanny.

But it wouldn't be right to say that Lanny was completely unsuspecting. What was the purpose of his so-called security force? Why was it under the guise of security? Was it to deal with the Grumman threat, or some other... unspeakable threat?

He was also completely baffled about this; there was so little information available that even with his years of experience in struggle, he couldn't see things clearly.

Of course, Lanny's purpose was not important; what he valued was the team Lanny commanded. They were incredibly powerful, managing to wipe out a five-man knight squad with just over forty men.

In the past two years, he has clearly felt threatened. The kingdom is in turmoil, and the Kingdom of Nikolai is stirring up trouble from the outside. He has no choice but to make preparations early.

He had absolutely no confidence in that old man Jonathan Cape. Based on recent battle reports and his own understanding of him, he didn't believe Jonathan could withstand the invasion of the Kingdom of Nicholas.

If that day really comes, and if I could have a team with the fighting power of Lanny, perhaps I could do my part for the Andrew family.

His family had received many favors from the royal family, and now that a threat had been discovered, he couldn't warn them for various reasons, but he still had to make the necessary preparations.

“Yes, Father, I will observe carefully!” Cliff was very interested in this so-called “security guard” and could go and see for himself how strong they were.