Magic Industrial Age

In a sense, Roy was by no means a qualified noble.

He couldn't learn the hypocrisy and ruthlessness of the nobles, nor could he learn their unlimited exploitation of the territory.

But Roy was definitely a boss with a conscience.

He provided opportunities to learn, platforms to practice, time to grow, and, more importantly, generous rewards.

Therefore, after noticing Sick Francis's hesitation, he didn't hesitate to display his power.

That was deterrence, to keep him in sufficient awe!

Then, he exaggerated the difficulties and dangers to make him vigilant enough, and finally, he gave enough gold Thalers.

Thus, the whole set of 'carrot and stick' was used once, and Sick Francis unconsciously offered enough loyalty and showed enough enthusiasm.

In the following two days, after truly entering the Redwood Province of the Norman Duchy, the Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group demonstrated qualities worthy of their reputation.

Scout teams composed of hunters and rangers always went out for several miles to scout out all the news on the road ahead.

Fully armed light infantry would hold round shields and spears, walking in front to clear the way.

On the left and right sides were casually dressed warriors, who looked relaxed, but their weapons and armor were placed in the most convenient places, ready to be worn in the shortest possible time.

It wasn't that they didn't want to wear armor all the time, but you have to understand that many weapons and armors are extremely heavy, and they need to maintain their combat readiness and can't waste too much stamina.

There were also nearly twenty cavalry squads patrolling around, and if they encountered enemies, they could provide support in the shortest possible time.

And on those large carts, there were archers holding bows and arrows.

Their eyes were sharp, scanning all directions, always on guard, and always able to spot people approaching in the first place.

Even when the scouts returned, they would issue warnings, and naturally someone would send the news to Sick Francis.

You have to admit that the Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group, when serious, didn't behave like a mercenary group, but like an army that followed orders.

As for Roy, he no longer had the ease he had in the Habsburg Empire, but was very cautious.

He hardly went out anymore, either riding a horse to show his face in the team to boost morale, or reading in the carriage, or doing some training.

The space was too small, training with large movements couldn't be done, and the carriage was too bumpy, so anything requiring a high degree of mental concentration was out of the question.

However, the cultivation of [Lion King's Dignity] was not affected, and under the stimulation of his fighting spirit, it could already be seen that streaks of dark golden substance were spreading outward along the blood vessels.

Then there was [Cheetah Breathing Technique - Accumulation], which must not be stopped. Roy's biggest weakness now was the amount of fighting spirit, so naturally he had to work hard on accumulation.

In addition, the books Roy read were also moved away from those cultivation parchment scrolls, and instead became the many secrets recorded by the Raymond family.

Especially the origins, pasts, development trajectories, strength precepts, and even the dirty things done by various families.

He had to admit that these nobles played far more tricks than he imagined.

The stories of the bards were weak in front of these secrets.

Of course, if you were to ask Roy what his biggest feeling was when stepping into this Norman Duchy, he could only say that it was like entering a barbaric country from a civilized world.

Although Auckland City was far from the civilization and advancement in his memory, at least it was on the right path.

People also had relative freedom!

But what about here?

All Roy could see was the trampled dirt road, with no signs of repair at all, and the carriage was so bumpy that he had no desire to sit in it.

He saw farmland, but the farmers tilling the land had no divine light in their eyes, appearing dull, taciturn, sluggish, and lifeless.

They didn't seem like people, but rather like corpses who had lost their souls.

He also saw dilapidated villages, surrounded by simple fences, and when facing Roy and his group, they could only pick up pitchforks to drive them away.

Of course, there were also those who were full of vigor, that was a knight who ruled a town, with a decent strength, around the second level.

But he behaved extremely arrogantly!

Even when facing Sick Francis, who was a third-level transcendent, he looked at people with his neck raised, and even demanded that they pay a toll.

Legally speaking, this area belonged to his jurisdiction, and it was normal for him to demand a portion of the toll when Roy and his group passed through.

However, he was too greedy, and he asked for too much!

Two hundred people, one gold shield per person, totaling two hundred gold shields.

Only after paying would they be allowed to pass through!

This matter couldn't be described as greed, it was clearly robbery.

Commander Sick negotiated for a long time without success, and his temper also flared up, smashing the windmill erected next to the town with an axe, which frightened the greedy knight.

In the end, it was reduced tenfold, and two hundred silver shields were paid to settle the matter.

Even these two hundred silver shields were an astronomical toll.

However, just when Roy thought this matter was over, the knight's actions subverted his understanding again.

This one actually led his people in the middle of the night, preparing to steal, and after being discovered by the night watchmen, he prepared to attack and rob.

As a result, naturally, it was a failure.

He himself was also caught, but facing Sick, he was still very arrogant, and didn't have any concern for his own life safety.

He was sure that Sick wouldn't dare to kill him!

This was the knight!

A knight with a fief was so arrogant, which really stunned Roy.

However, knights under feudal society seemed to be like this!

Barbaric, ignorant, ignorant, and greedy by nature!

But his certainty and arrogance were not without basis. If Sick really killed him, then the superior noble he was loyal to would cause trouble for Sick.

If Sick killed again, there would be a superior, and if he killed again, there would be a superior...

Until this piece of land completely lost Sick's foothold.

That feeling was no different from stirring up a hornet's nest, and this was also the rule that nobles had passed down for countless years.

Of course, those people who came with the knight and were killed didn't matter.

He didn't care, and Sick couldn't care either.

At this moment, Roy really had the feeling that human life was like grass, but he really couldn't kill this knight.

However, although Roy didn't kill him, he didn't make him feel good either, directly taking off his clothes, hanging him naked in mid-air, and whipping him with salt water.

Then, he left him there, letting him fully experience the cold wind of the night.

Of course, you thought this was the end?

In fact, along the way, he encountered more than one or two such brainless nobles.

However, it was also from these nobles that Roy learned that this area was called 'Mangosteen Territory', named after the abundance of mangosteen.

The owner of the territory was a viscount, whose family inheritance was not very long, but his strength was good, and his 'Wild Boar Knights' also had a great reputation.

However, this Zoe Evans, nicknamed 'Wild Boar Viscount', was also known for being tyrannical and unreasonable.

The knights under his command learned his style of doing things to the fullest.

Fortunately, Roy and his group were going to Auxerre City, and didn't need to pass through the direct territory of that Wild Boar Viscount.

Truly stepping into this Norman Duchy, Roy's deepest feeling was the contrast between civilization and barbarism, which was so distinct.

However, along the way, they didn't encounter anything that could truly be called 'trouble'.

Until they encountered a group of bandits.

It was an open area between two mountains, and a winding road passed through the mountains.

Here, the scouts sent by the Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group issued warnings, and the people under Anger also released signals.

Therefore, the huge team stopped directly at the entrance, posing a defensive stance.

Then, two groups of people were seen descending along the mountain slopes, flanking them.

However, Roy raised his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.

These people were too strange. Most of them didn't carry weapons or wear armor. Their clothes were loose, showing their strong physique.

But if you thought they weren't aggressive, you would be wrong. Their eyes were bloodshot and their eyes were fierce.

Beside them, there were also wolves, some pure white, some mixed, all slightly lowered their heads, making low roars like threats.

The roar echoed, even startling the horses in the team, and many of them raised their front hooves, wanting to break free.

Roy comforted his warhorse, and asked puzzled: "Are these people robbers? Why do they feel so strange?"

"Robbers, not even carrying weapons, and raising wolves?"

Sick Francis also frowned slightly, as if he remembered something, his face suddenly changed greatly: "Is this the Mad Wolf Bandit Group?"

"Everyone, pay attention, everyone, pay attention, when fighting, pay attention to shield defense, absolutely can't be bitten by them.

Otherwise, no one can withstand the infection of the beastization virus!"

Roy keenly captured the key words, beastization virus, and without his urging, Deep Blue immediately began to retrieve information.

Soon, pale blue text appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and concise texts quickly explained the characteristics of the 'beastization virus' to him.

This world has beastmen, magic, and naturally there are some crazy mages doing some crazy experiments.

Since when, there has been a virus that spreads in the blood. Biting a bite, the virus spreads, is enough to make humans become bloodthirsty beastmen.

It is said that the blood clan and the werewolf clan were born like this!

Of course, neither the blood clan nor the werewolf clan resolutely admit that they believe that their heritage is long and can even be traced back to the mythical era. How could they be born because of a small virus.

The problem is that many holy books in the church really have the figures of blood clan and werewolves, appearing as negative characters and being spurned.

However, Deep Blue is not a researcher and has no intention of delving into it.

The current situation is that these Mad Wolf Bandit Group infected with the werewolf virus have launched an attack on the convoy.

Roar!

The wolf howl echoed between the mountains, and countless wolves rushed over, but this was not over yet.

Those humans also launched a charge, some running on two legs, and some on all fours, like beasts.

No, not like beasts, but their bodies grew thick hair, their hands and feet popped out claws, their heads deformed,

When they leaped up, they had completely turned into wolves.

It turned out that they didn't raise wolves, but those wolves were originally transformed from humans.

The second update is here, continue to code, the additional update may be in the second half of the night, but there will definitely be!