678 Frey (2/2)

”Great!”

Seeing this, Baron Shawshank released a small smile. ”The Frey Territory is very rich, so don't worry about the allocation of your spoils. However, we still need to first discuss a procedure!”

Fang Yuan watched on coldly and realized that these western lords' greatest difference with the eastern ones was that they had never seen the problem of profits as a taboo issue.

Even if their manners were as unpleasant as bandits, they would make the proper allocations before war without beating around the bush.

Among this, Baron Shawshank naturally had the lion's share, while the other knights did not leave empty-handed, each having their own share.

Especially Fang Yuan. Although he was only sending a force on paper, and really just escorting them, he managed to obtain a piece of land!

According to what Baron Shawshank said, this land was seized by Knight Frey. The key was that although this land was a little distant from the Frey Territory, it was actually very close to the territory of Knight Jorah and about a thousand acres.

Any enfeoffment system would have such examples of territorial land dispersion in the later periods.

Especially because Knight Frey did not have much foundation or many connections, he was naturally unable to exchange land with the other nobles and had to concentrate on his strengths.

Hearing this, the other knights' eyes started to turn red.

To them, a thousand acres was practically a small-sized knight territory. Even if just another hundred acres added, that was already something very decent.

The only issue was that they knew Luhn was not only a high-level professional, he was also paid great attention to by the grand duke. Even if they were jealous, they could only suppress it forcefully.

Seeing this, Baron Shawshank laughed inside and hurriedly made many promises. This similarly included the allocation of Knight Frey's territorial lands and treasures and, at long last, barely appeased all the knights.

However, from what Fang Yuan could observe, these knights' eyes were already as red as a rabbit's.

”Lord Baron!” Seeing this, he walked forward one step. ”I have just taken over a territory, and manpower is still needed. Just pass me the Howl Manor.”

The Howl Manor was a territory that he wanted to obtain in advance.

Equivalent to half a small knight territory, it was a manor built by Knight Frey.

”Okay!”

Regarding this request, Baron Shawshank gladly accepted. After all, this was an expression of the other party proactively building relations.

However, stemming from another motive, he still said, ”Let Knight Gray assist you. He will bring another fifty people and that'll be sufficient to crush all resistance! After you have taken down Howl Manor, mop up all the other peripheral forces of Frey and lastly group up with us at the Frey Territory!”

…

”Finally… is he coming?”

Just as Baron Shawshank was scheming against Knight Frey, in the Frey Territory, this knight was similarly sighing.

Knight Frey was over thirty years old, yet he had already become bald. The hair strands on the sides of his head were completely white, and his face already had deep wrinkles. Due to the throat injury in his early years, he had injured his vocal cords and caused his voice to sound as nasty as a night owl.

At the moment, he sat on the seat of honor in his castle with a secret letter passed to him by a raven and couldn't help sneering.

As a knight, being able to construct his own castle was definitely something worth being proud of.

Knight Frey called his own castle 'Hope Castle', containing his wild hopes for the future.

As someone even inferior to an average low class citizen, he was the role model that crawled up from being a serf. The early half of his life was already envied and respected by many lower class people and seen as a lifelong target to strive for.

However, in his goals, becoming a noble was only the beginning!

He still needed more things to fulfill his wild ambitions and desires!

Yet, at this moment, this ambitious eye could see the risk of a collapse.

”The grand duke has finally decided to attack.”

For a tiny noble who was not even a baron, the anger of those holding power in the duchy was obviously very frightening.

But Knight Frey was of course not alone.

”Everyone! Are you all prepared?”

He looked at everyone below and let out a wicked laugh like a wild owl. ”Every piece of land and every millet has the imprint of our Frey Family. Now that Shawshank is preparing to take away everything that we have, they need to be prepared to pay the price!”

”Of course!” An orderly sound echoed. ”Your will is our destiny!”

”Okay, according to our previous plans, go and position yourselves!”

Knight Frey coughed and waved his hands.

Instantly, scattered footsteps rang out within the main hall before it was enveloped by silence.

”Just by using adventurers, mercenaries, and your trained army, it's not sufficient to resist the baron's siege!” a voice abruptly rang out. Human silhouettes wrapped in black robes slowly walked out from the shadows.

”Yes… So I will choose to ally with you! Grand Duke Stan stupidly unleashed his plans all over the nation and his power will be greatly limited. We just need to defeat Baron Shawshank and will be able to obtain sufficient leeway,” Knight Frey said gravely.

As his method of growing and thriving overly flouted the rules and he was ostracized by mainstream society, other than winning through unexpected or unconventional methods, he already had no other choice!