Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

“Li Wei, sit next to me.” Haaland put the Lord down on his left, then plopped down on the large chair. “I heard a long time ago that you have a high alcohol tolerance. Today, we can finally have a good drink.”

“Your Majesty, the physicians said you should drink less alcohol.”

A high-pitched voice rang out.

Li Wei looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard. This was truly beardless in the truest sense. His round face was not only excessively pale, but even the top of his head was exactly the same as Mandela's—a clever head doesn't grow hair.

“Good day, Lord Li Wei.” The man felt the gaze and smiled slightly.

“Damn Miaowali, I shouldn’t have let you attend this banquet. I know my own body better than anyone else.” Haaland cursed loudly, like a roaring lion.

“You are the king, you are right in everything you say.” The Minister of Intelligence, Miaowali, did not argue at all and retreated tactfully.

This was just a small farce.

With the arrival of the main character, the entire banquet became lively.

The nobles at the surrounding tables took their seats one after another, and the attendants, like butterflies flitting through flowers, moved between the tables, carrying bottles of the royal court's unique Golden Moon Wine.

Only people of high status could sit at the king's table.

The old Duke of the West, the Duke of Fien of the East, and that fool prince from the Holy Sith Kingdom.

However, when the other party saw the Lord, he subconsciously shrank his neck, but he quickly realized that this seemed to weaken his momentum, so he raised his head and puffed out his chest again, looking like a duck raising its head and puffing out its chest in front of a tiger.

Queen Cerise also took the opportunity to break away from a group of noble ladies, but she didn't even look at the Lord, as if the two had never met. With a cold face, she sat on the king's right hand side.

“This is the Archbishop of Tailesi. I heard that his magical cultivation has reached perfection, and he is only one step away from stepping into the legendary realm.”

Just then, Fero elbowed the Lord in the waist. This guy benefited from someone and was able to sit in the position of the second chair from the king.

Otherwise, none of the people present had a lower status than this nominally powerful prince, and his seat would have to be moved back a bit.

This archbishop was wearing a red robe and looked to be in his sixties or seventies, but he still stood tall. He wore an archbishop's crown and held a staff. Under the guidance of the attendants, he sat in his own seat. He calmly glanced at the Lord and closed his eyes to meditate.

Li Wei was too lazy to greet these guys. Whether it was the people of the Sith Kingdom or Tailesi, their coming to Debe this time was nominally to discuss the matter of the demons, but in reality, they were probably all here for him, this Dragon Knight.

“Good day, everyone. Please join me in a toast to celebrate Debe's upcoming addition of a duke.” Haaland filled his glass with wine and deliberately raised it, looking intently at the Lord next to him, who looked dumbfounded. “I intend to make Lord Li Wei the Duke of the Wilderness. All the uninhabited land in the Wilderness will be his territory, and all the people without lords will be protected by him!”

His full-bodied voice was enough to spread to every corner, so that even the rats in the shadows could hear it clearly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. After understanding the key to it, they immediately began to respond enthusiastically.

“No one is more suitable to be the Duke of the Wilderness than Lord Li Wei!”

“Lord Li Wei may become the true master of the Wilderness!”

If the land being conferred was a rich land, then the nobles present would inevitably feel dissatisfied.

But they were too clear about the situation in the Wilderness. Without a doubt, this was an uninhabited land, and its area was even half the size of Debe.

But why hadn't Debe incorporated it into its territory for so many years?

Not to mention the poor and remote areas, the most important thing was that it was filled with a large number of various races, distributed in the entire wilderness plain in the form of tribes.

If they directly launched a war, it would be a loss outweighing the gain. Even if they conquered it, they would inevitably suffer heavy losses. The Holy Sith Kingdom, which was watching covetously, would definitely not let go of the opportunity to beat a dog in the water. Therefore, in recent years, Debe has implemented a policy of pioneering lords, preparing to gradually encroach on the Wilderness.

Therefore, even if this Lion Hunter Knight was granted the entire territory of the Wilderness, it did not mean that this vast land belonged to him.

However, it was certain that if the other party wanted to truly own this land, he would inevitably need to extensively confer pioneering nobles.

And this was an opportunity. For them, it was a good thing, representing that the difficulty of obtaining the status of a pioneering noble would be greatly reduced.

“Li Wei, welcome to becoming a duke of Debe.” Haaland drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, his beard covered in wine. “Afterwards, the appointment documents approved by the Noble Academy will be handed over to you.”

“It is my honor, Your Majesty.” Li Wei smiled.

Although he was wondering why the king suddenly conferred him the title of duke, and it was so simple, without even a conferment ceremony.

But without a doubt, this was a great thing!

Originally, he was too embarrassed to collect tolls from the caravans entering the Wilderness, but now he could collect them with peace of mind!

In the past, it could be said that only the places he occupied belonged to his territory, but now the entire Wilderness had the endorsement of the king and belonged to him.

Those pioneering lords could no longer continue to pioneer additional territories without his permission, because those all belonged to him, the Lord of Highcliff Castle!

Thinking of this, the smile on his face became even brighter.

Looking at this king, he felt inexplicably pleasing to the eye.

After this matter came to an end, the grand banquet began. Beautiful dancers presented dances from the East on the open space, wandering poets plucked the strings of their harps, singing beautiful poems together, and some magic apprentices mixed in, using illusion-like low-level magic to create beautiful backgrounds.

This allowed the bumpkin Lord of Highcliff Castle, who came from the countryside, to feast his eyes. After it ended, he immediately responded with thunderous applause, causing ninety-nine percent of the dancers to blush and constantly flirt, which meant that if someone was willing, they could definitely have an unforgettable night tonight.

Unfortunately, although the performance was not bad, the dinner table was full of hypocritical compliments and some meaningless clichés, coupled with frequent toasts for various reasons, making the Lord extremely bored.

Thanks to Fero's prior introduction, the Lord had long known that these nobles were basically two-faced and opportunistic guys, so he was too lazy to pay attention to them. Occasionally, when some nobles tried to strike up a conversation with him, this rising star in the social circle, he would perfunctorily deal with them.

On the other hand, when he encountered some worshipers who purely admired him, he would be extremely patient and encourage them a few words.

Unfortunately, the surrounding nobles seemed to be used to it, acting as if it was nothing strange.

Bored, Li Wei glanced around, his eyes quickly focusing on a round table a dozen or so yards away. This marble table was covered with a red tablecloth, and surrounded by a group of young people.

Prince Bedoier was among them, sitting at the head of the table in the same direction as the king. Obviously, these were all His Majesty Harland's children, a total of three sons and seven daughters, ranging in age from twenty-something to ten years old.

But what really attracted the lord's attention was one of the little girls.

She sat in the last seat, wearing a black dress that was extremely cheap compared to the other princes and princesses. Like a rabbit mixed into a pack of wolves, she nervously poked at the potatoes with a fork, nibbling little by little, without even adding honey, her eyes staring straight at the steak and venison in the center of the table, but she didn't dare to touch her chopsticks at all.

If it were just that, then there would be nothing strange about it. After all, not every prince and princess lives well. There are always those who are not favored and will be ostracized, which has little to do with the lord.

What really made the lord care was that she had long black hair that reached her waist and a pair of brown pupils that were exactly the same as his.

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Suddenly, seeing someone so similar to him among a group of blond and blue-eyed people, he couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship, like meeting a fellow countryman.

Before long, after she finished eating the boiled potatoes in her hand, she said something. With Prince Bedoier's indifferent nod, she climbed down from the chair that was slightly too high for her, and walked alone out through the dark passage. No one noticed her departure, as if she were an insignificant shadow.

The other royal heirs at the round table watched coldly, some even with disgust, seeming to rejoice that she was sensible enough to leave on her own initiative.

The already bored lord took the opportunity to leave on the pretext of relieving himself, putting his hands in his pockets and slowly heading towards the passage she had left through.

…

Aishel Crassier walked alone in the empty palace, holding up her skirt. Halfway there, she covered her rumbling stomach and muttered to herself, "The sweet potatoes I planted should have grown up. I'll bake them and eat them later. Oh, right, I'll call Aunt Norma over to eat together."

Thinking of this, a hint of a smile finally appeared on her face.

"It's a pity there were too many people just now, and I couldn't see what that Lion Hunter Knight looked like. But I heard he's very brave and extraordinary. Sister Lina even said she wanted to marry him." Aishel looked regretful, but then covered her small mouth and giggled.

"This honorable lady, may I ask what you are talking about?"

A voice suddenly came from behind, startling Aishel. She turned her head and found a tall, heroic young man, who had walked behind her at some point.

He was wearing a gorgeous dress, his posture was upright, and at first glance, he was an unknown big shot.

"Sir, I didn't say anything just now." Aishel lowered her head, her fingers pinching the already somewhat faded corners of her skirt, and said a little timidly.

"I'm not a big shot, I'm just an ordinary guard." Unexpectedly, the other party didn't recognize him. Li Wei's eyes rolled, and he spouted a series of lies, "I am a guard belonging to the Royal Palace Wyvern Squad, hidden among the nobles. If we encounter an assassin, we are responsible for seizing air supremacy, my number is 9527."

"Hmm, I know this squad." Unexpectedly, the little girl in front of him actually nodded pretentiously, and then asked doubtfully: "But shouldn't the guards be on duty in the St. Peter's Griffin Rotunda now?" Aishel was definitely not stupid, but she definitely couldn't be said to be very smart. Soon, the lord's words convinced her ninety percent.

"Can't guards leave temporarily? Just like you, leaving the rotunda quietly with so many people, no one will know." The lord bent down slightly, so as not to put psychological pressure on her by looking down at her while standing up straight.

"I heard you have baked sweet potatoes just now, can you invite me to a meal? I haven't eaten all morning." The lord pretended to rub his stomach, with a sincerity on his face that could even make a calculating devil believe him.

"Okay." Aishel nodded. She knew how uncomfortable it was to be hungry, so she didn't want the guard to work on an empty stomach.

At worst… at worst, she would eat a little less.

"You don't have to call me Miss, just call me Aishel." Aishel led the way in front, and said casually.

"Okay, honorable Aishel." The lord said solemnly.

"You don't have to say honorable either." It seemed that she had never been respected like this before. Although her expression couldn't be seen, the little girl's pace was visibly lighter.

The two kept winding their way through the corridors of the palace. She seemed to be very familiar with the route, and she was familiar with walking in these winding passages.

The lord was touching the Dawn Ring on his middle finger, looking around. He hadn't forgotten what he had promised Silvia, but whether it was last time or this time entering the palace, the ring that could sense the Bronze Dragon hadn't lit up, and he didn't know if it was because the distance was still very far.

Now, following this somewhat silly, down-and-out princess, he could take the opportunity to investigate.

He didn't know how long they had been walking. The lord only knew that his head was almost dizzy from the winding paths. The magnificent Gothic spire buildings around him had also turned into slightly lower houses.

If he couldn't still see the inner walls of the palace in the distance, he would have almost thought that the two of them had left the palace.

But soon they stopped in front of a three-story building surrounded by a parapet. The building also had a courtyard, although it was much better than the other stone houses around it, it didn't look like a place where a king's daughter would live.