Night Crow Master

Outside the Baron's Fort, Ashion watched the group of men and women in front of him, silent.

In front of him, all the servants and soldiers of the Baron Manor gathered.

A groom, four maids, eight male servants, a steward, two knights, three guards, ten soldiers.

A total of twenty-nine people.

Now, each of these twenty-nine people has become the Scarlet Waiter and Scarlet Maid.

The bodies of both men and women have become stronger, and their physical fitness has increased more than ten times.

The appearance of women became more coquettish, and the appearance of men became more handsome.

And Yahuun didn't pay much attention to the fact that their appearance became more pleasing to the eye.

"Not enough, not enough...this power is too little."

A fierce scarlet flashed in Yashun's eyes, and Fanel slapped Faniel beside him to the wall with a slap, and embedded it in the wall:

"This force is not enough."

And seeing this scene, all the scarlet servants did not respond.

This group of scarlet servants whose blood had been drained by Ashion had been injected with blood by him and had been completely controlled by him.

However, a servant of this intensity could not satisfy his wish at all.

If you want to use it to conquer this kingdom, you simply can't.

Yaxiun's gaze turned to the town: "I need more servants."

However, he could also realize that as a blood feast warlock of the Black Iron rank, his spirit could only control nearly a hundred scarlet servants.

If you want to control more, you need to improve your strength...

Kill at least ten black iron rank powerhouses, swallow their blood and digest them completely, and then kill ten black iron rank hapless eggs to sacrifice the sheepskin rolls, and you will be able to upgrade to copper.

In addition, ten humans at the Black Iron level are not good, and higher creatures with bloodline levels reaching the Black Iron level are needed.

Now to make more slaves...

but......

"Compared to ordinary trash fish, maybe I should directly control the nobles... so that I can conquer the whole country faster."

Ashun's pupils shone scarlet:

"Yes, that's right, the nobles are a better target. It is better to control the nobles than to control the trash fish."

.......

A group of young people are gathering on the edge of the Earl of Westwall.

Today, they are going to hold a grand hunting competition.

"Haha, Hovenke, I can guarantee that the winner of this hunt will be me." A young man holding a long sword laughed at another young man beside him, very confident about the result of the hunting competition.

"No, no, Kauluk, compared to you, I have a better chance of winning." Another young man opened his longbow, "My archery is better than you."

"You are all very confident, but you are just apprentice knights." The other person couldn't help laughing as he watched the two compare each other.

"But you are also just an apprentice knight." Kauluk and Howenke turned their heads at the same time, and said to him.

"Don't care, don't care, I'm telling the truth." The man smiled dryly, and took a step back in his horse.

"Facts!?" Huo Wenke snorted, his eyes turned to the surroundings, "Who here is stronger than me?"

"Yes, yes, Huo Wenke, you are indeed very strong. Whether it is swordsmanship or archery." The man smiled, "You almost can be promoted to the dark iron knight, you only need to go through the black iron baptism. , You can be promoted to the Dark Iron Knight, but..."

"But what?" Huo Wenke and Kauliak asked.

The man did not answer, but turned his head, and pointed his chin to the other side:

"Although this is already very good, there are still better ones, such as...Fokker, he is stronger than you, and he has not experienced the baptism, he is already stronger than you."

The man obviously didn't want to say anything more on this issue, and the carriage that came slowly from a distance became the best attraction for everyone.

Escorted by four guards, a young man with a very young appearance, slowly driving towards the Earls Castle on his horse.

However, the black iron triangles marked on the chests of the guards showed that the opponents were not as simple as ordinary knights.

They are all knights of the Dark Iron rank.

When the young man in a hunting suit jumped off the horse, everyone's faces showed surprise again.

"Surprised? Everyone, this is the Earl of Seyvor. It's not unusual for me to go home!"

He could not help shrugging his shoulders when he saw the surprised expressions of everyone.

Fokker Seawall, the eldest son of Count Seawall.

"How come? Your Excellency Fokker, it is an honor to be able to hunt with you."

Kawurak and Howenke, who were still arguing about who could get the first place, immediately changed their expressions.

Others communicated privately.

"I heard that Fokker became an apprentice to the Marquis of Andes?"

"Yes, the Marquis of Andes is a warlock, different from us, he will become a warlock in the future."

"It's hard to imagine being a knight and a warlock."

For the whispers of the crowd, Fokker Seyvor had no opinion.

He has heard this kind of argument countless times.

The Marquis of the Andes, one of the few blue-silver warlocks in the Kingdom of Droft, possesses extraordinary powerful spells, and can even change the sky.

Compared with the powerful power of warlocks, even the various powerful secret arts that ordinary knights can learn are difficult to compare.

"For the results of this hunting competition, I am looking forward to it!"

Fokker Sevor glanced at everyone, then glanced across everyone:

"It seems that how many people have not come?"

"Yes, that's right, Ashun has become a baron. Mars was cut off in the duel. He needs months of rest to recover."

Huo Wenke laughed and answered.

However, the Kauluk next to him sneered:

"Baron Bart, indeed, Bart Bart."

His father got the title by taking away the status of Baron Kortouk, and Yasuun's uncle was as fierce and cruel as his father, and even the Black Wolf Gore was hired by a mercenary group like Gore.

Ashun, can you survive?

"Do you know anything? Kauluk?" Huo Wenke asked with some confusion.

"No, it's nothing." Kauluk replied very "frankly", "I only hope that there will be no accidents in this hunt!"

Fokker Seyvor glanced at Kawuluk with a deep look in his eyes:

"The struggle of the nobles is more ruthless. Compared to those things, a happy hunting game will be more pleasant. Well, everyone, we should start."

"Indeed, Lord Fokker!"

A group of young people answered, and then Fokker took the lead to shoot out, and the guards with the strength of black iron also slapped the horse to chase.