Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

At the end of June, the highlands were scorching under the fiery sun, baking this southern region.

Traveling north along the scenic Tulip Avenue until it intersects with Lionheart Avenue, you can see this southern city, nestled on a hill by Serro Lake.

——Colun.

Inside the castle, built of white marble, exquisite statues are everywhere, along with ornate fountains and gardens filled with golden tulips.

After all, these pleasing, gold-like objects are the symbol of the Iseli family, the owners of this castle.

Knight's Hall.

On both sides, detailed murals hang on the walls, vividly illuminated by bright golden candles.

Surrounding it are rows of floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a clear view of the outside scenery.

The golden dome shines so brilliantly that one dares not look at it for long.

“Clang…”

A one-handed sword gently landed on his shoulder.

Levi forced himself to look away, afraid he couldn't resist climbing up to pry it off and bite it to see if it was made of gold.

Kneeling on one knee, he focused intently on the lovely young woman before him, her face solemn and her gaze dignified as she ennobled him.

“I, Lia Iseli, granddaughter of Silon Iseli, in the name of the Thorn King, Guardian of the Southern Border, Duke of Colun, hereby ennoble Levi Targaryen as a Frontier Knight!

All unclaimed lands are yours to develop, all unled people are yours to protect. May the Three Gods of Justice grant you courage, honor, strength, justice, and loyalty…

You shall vanquish all enemies who come against you!”

“I, Levi Targaryen, witnessed by the Three Gods of Justice, swear in the name of my founding ancestor, Rek Orly, to dedicate my loyalty to the great Duke Silon. From this day forward, your will shall be the belief I hold, and the direction of your sword shall be the path I follow!

I will defend this honor with the honor of the Orly family!”

After flawlessly reciting the investiture proclamation, Lia looked at the tall, handsome young man before her with a smile, her bright expression seeming to illuminate the entire Knight's Hall.

“Levi, welcome to the Iseli family as a Frontier Knight.”

“It is my honor, Miss Lia.”

Levi gave what he thought was his most charming smile.

But inside, he felt a slight confusion.

Logically, shouldn't it be the Duke himself, the one who quelled the southern lizardmen's rebellion and achieved great military exploits, who ennobles me? Why is this "Highland Tulip," the Duke's granddaughter, performing my investiture ceremony now?

Could it be true, as rumored, that the Duke is nearing his end and intends to pass the title to this "Highland Tulip," making her the queen of the vast plateau?

Isn't that insane?

Although the Duke's only son died in that rebellion, his remaining daughters all bore male heirs.

No matter how you rank them, the inheritance shouldn't fall to this "Highland Tulip," a woman.

If such an absurd order were truly carried out, Levi couldn't imagine the turmoil the highlands would descend into.

But all of this was no longer his concern; as a Frontier Lord, he would soon be heading to unclaimed lands to develop them.

Thinking of this, his smile became even brighter.

“Levi, don't you really want to stay in the highlands and become a White Robe Iron Guard?” Lia asked, handing over the rolled-up Frontier Charter. This delicate Highland Tulip was making one last effort. “I will speak to my grandfather and have you become my personal White Robe Iron Guard, fighting for me.”

“I'm sorry, Miss Lia, my family motto is—Dare to venture, developing territory is what I should be doing.”

Levi took the Frontier Charter, cherishing it as if he were holding the girlfriend he had to go through eighty-one tribulations to get in his previous life, afraid of damaging it even slightly, and carefully put it back in his pocket.

How could he not understand Lia's implication?

But using the guise of a fallen baron, he had mingled in the arena for many years, gradually accumulating a reputation, all to become a noble with territory and properly critique the rich and varied local customs of this other world!

The woman before him wanted to tie him to her side with a few words, abandoning a large forest; her intentions were simply malicious!

Women are just stepping stones on his path to success; Sigma males never fall into women's traps!

Moreover, the prospects for this little girl's stock didn't seem very good right now. Even if he were to bet, Levi wouldn't likely bet on her.

Looking at the man before her, with eyes as firm as if he were about to join the clergy, Lia nodded, still wearing an impeccable smile.

This newly ennobled knight was the most handsome person she had ever seen.

He was one and eight-tenths of a 'ren' tall (one 'ren' equals one meter), but his build wasn't bulky; instead, he was slender and well-proportioned, with black hair and brown eyes, his handsome face as good as any elf's.

She also heard that he was the champion of the Southern Arena for two and a half consecutive years, and even those ugly swamp lizardmen were no match for him.

This was why she had intentionally recruited him to be a White Robe Iron Guard; he was highly skilled in martial arts and more than qualified to be her personal knight.

Not to mention, waking up every day and seeing this handsome knight when she opened the door would greatly improve her mood.

But she couldn't understand why he would rather go to the harsh, unclaimed lands to develop them than be a White Robe Knight in Colun.

He would rather face those ugly beastmen with beast ears every day than be her personal knight.

As the granddaughter of Duke Silon, the Tulip of the Highlands, she had gone to the limit of lowering her status to make such a recruitment. After being decisively rejected, she no longer pressed the matter; she had her own pride.

But she couldn't help making some judgments about this in her heart.

Although this knight was overly handsome, he was ultimately someone who hadn't seen the world and didn't know the good of Colun.

“Miss Lia, the Duke has something to discuss with you.”

At that moment, a servant wearing a maid's uniform came over.

“There will be a banquet tonight. Levi, you can attend and leave tomorrow.” Lia first said with a smile to Levi, then instructed the little maid beside her, “Fila, go arrange accommodations for this knight.”

She displayed the demeanor of a noble to the fullest extent; the recruitment just now seemed like a casual mention, and she didn't get angry even after being openly rejected.

After speaking, she gracefully departed.

However, Levi didn't regret it.

As for the banquet, he originally wanted to refuse, but now that he had obtained the Frontier Charter, he couldn't wait to go to the unclaimed lands and show off his skills.

But considering that he had just become someone's vassal and showing disloyal intentions would have a bad impact, he still didn't refuse.

The maid named Fila led him out of the Knight's Hall.

After walking through a long corridor and turning several corners, Levi finally reached his destination when he was about to get dizzy.

“Sir Knight, your room is here.”

Yawning, Levi walked in as the little maid bowed slightly, making a gesture of invitation.

“Damn dog landlords!”

As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't help but curse enviously.

The room was covered with carpets woven from high-quality velvet, and just this one carpet was worth dozens of silver coins.

The furniture made of red needle wood was placed on the carpet, and the distance between them was extremely particular, presumably placed by a master.

It was extremely comfortable to look at, curing Levi's years of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The floor-to-ceiling windows not only allowed sunlight to illuminate the entire room but also provided a clear view of the castle's garden.

Looking down through the windows, several richly dressed children were playing in it, and several maids were watching over them.

“Some people are born in Rome, some people are born as beasts of burden.”

Levi glanced at the leather armor he was wearing, which had followed him through thick and thin and which he had been reluctant to replace for many years, and couldn't help but sigh.

This room, if it were in his previous life, would be equivalent to a large apartment, which he couldn't afford even if he sold his ass.

But now, the Frontier Charter in his pocket filled him with confidence.

He would have a castle, and he would have beast-eared maids!

…

In fact, Levi wasn't from this world.

Originally, he was a college student who had just graduated from a third-rate university and became a white-collar worker after graduation.

One night, he was playing Mount \u0026 Blade. He had finally earned enough money, recruited militiamen, and was preparing to let go and make a big splash, but he was ruthlessly captured by bandits as soon as he left the city.

Unable to bear it, he directly used the import and export cheat, modifying his attributes to the maximum level, preparing to go on a rampage, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished modifying, everything went black and he transmigrated.

Never import! It's harmful!

Levi ultimately came to this conclusion.

Three years ago, he transmigrated into this world as a fallen baron, and along with his soul, the modified Mount \u0026 Blade panel also transmigrated.

Relying on his heaven-defying attributes, he initially worked as a robber who helped the poor, and he also worked as a mercenary and ran a business.

Unfortunately, making a living was okay.

But wanting to become bigger and stronger and create more glory, hugging elves on the left and beast-eared girls on the right, was extremely difficult.

Those nobles rode on their heads and sucked their blood, and at least 50% of the money they managed to earn had to be handed over.

Various city entry fees, head taxes, and that goddamn land maintenance fee.

For the first time in his life, Levi had heard of such a tax.

It was said that every time he stepped on the ground, he was destroying it, and the tax was used to maintain the land.

He was so angry that he killed the tax official with a pockmarked face on the spot with a sword.

After kicking the chopped-off head onto a lamppost to hang, Levi felt relieved.

Sure enough, only hanging on lampposts is the final destination for this group of capitalists!

However, he also offended a noble because of this. Unable to survive in the Western Border, he came to the Southern Border to make a living.

Only magic can fight magic.

Based on the strategy of joining them since he couldn't beat them.

He picked up the title of fallen baron from his predecessor, mingled in the arena, accumulated fame, and finally won the title of Frontier Lord.

As for the title?

That would depend on how much territory he could develop.

Legendary Pioneer - Richard Orlando.

Also pioneered an empire by his own strength.

Levi was confident that he could do it too.

Nothing else, just a cheat!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but open the attribute panel that he hadn't looked at for a long time.

“Levi Targaryen”

“Level: 22”

“Experience: 13484/100000”

“Strength: 45”

“Agility: 43”

“Intelligence: 12”

“Charisma: 41”

“Available Attribute Points: 21”

“Skills: Iron Skin 13, Power Strike 11, Power Throw 10, Power Draw 10, Weapon Mastery 9, Shield Defense (max), Riding 11, Horse Archery 10, Inventory Management 1, Persuasion 8” [Note: Max Level 15]

“Available Skill Points: 0”

“Weapon Proficiency: One-Handed Weapons 685, Two-Handed Weapons 551, Polearms 501, Archery 530, Throwing 629, Crossbows 310” [Note: Max Level 720]

“Available Weapon Points: 1050”

When he modified it, in order to avoid excessively destroying the game experience, he only imported and exported a level 1 panel with maxed-out attributes.

After all, if he imported it as 999, his game character could directly transform into a flying man, crossing the entire map in a second, and even the computer wouldn't be able to react.

Thinking about it now, he regretted it immensely. If he had imported everything as 999, he couldn't imagine whether he would cause an earthquake if he punched the ground now.

But even with the current attributes, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for him to call himself Levi the Invincible.

You have to know that the attributes of an ordinary adult are only three or four points, and the panel alone is more than ten times that of ordinary people.

Not to mention that the system doesn't follow simple linear calculations, but rather exponential increases.

As a result, his strength simply couldn't be specifically detected as many times that of ordinary people.

He only knew that in the years he mingled in the arena, neither the Northmen who claimed to be snow warriors nor the green-skinned orcs known for their martial prowess could withstand his big slap.

Even those ogres who were four or five meters tall were just for show, good-looking but useless.

He deliberately saved the attribute points and weapon points without using them.

Because he found that through exercise, apart from skills, these attributes could be improved.

So he thought about improving his attributes through his own exercise first, and then adding points when he really couldn't improve, so that the role of the attribute points would be maximized.

The main reason was that his current attributes were already enough for him, so he wasn't in a hurry to add points.

“Is there something big happening today? So many nobles have come?”

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Levi could clearly see nobles with retinues pouring into this luxurious castle at the castle gate.

As vassals of the Iseli family, they wouldn't be summoned into the castle unless there was something major happening.

Not to mention just a banquet.

Levi had a bad feeling, and he felt like the highlands were about to change.

But all of this had nothing to do with him. After tonight, he would go to the unclaimed lands to develop them and become a Frontier Lord.

The confidence of not caring is strength!

…

In a spacious room, Levi, wearing a thin linen shirt, practiced swordsmanship with a silver one-handed sword. Exquisite patterns were engraved on the sword body made of an unknown metal, which looked extremely expensive.

There were no fancy moves, just simple and unadorned thrusts, upward slashes, and swings…

Powerful strength, extreme speed, swordsmanship that could enhance strength was tantamount to letting an elephant learn to fight.

Instead, it restricted his own strength.

Of course, a one-handed weapon proficiency of over 600 points also made his swordsmanship unmatched.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a swordsmanship master.

It's just that skills generally only play a role when encountering opponents of the same level.

So far, Levi hasn't encountered an opponent that would allow him to use his swordsmanship.

Just as Levi put down the sword in his hand, a knock sounded at the door. With his permission, a maid walked in and said respectfully,

"Sir Levi, the butler sent me to remind you that the dinner party will begin at seven o'clock in the castle's banquet hall."

[One-Handed Weapon Proficiency +5]

[Experience +60]

"Alright," Levi sheathed his sword and instructed, "Prepare hot water for me; I want to bathe."

"Yes, sir."

New author, new book, a Mount \u0026 Blade seedling seeking care!