The Extraordinary Earl

Of course, the most important thing is that Luther has enough foundation to establish a wizard group.

Currently, there are a group of official wizards and more wizard apprentices in the White Eagle Territory.

There are two parts to the origins of these wizards. One is the wizards supported by previous lords. For example, the Barton family supported a junior wizard.

Although three of the five lords were killed in the New Party's assassination, the wizards were obviously a group good at escaping, and all the wizards survived. After the Pompeii family ruled the White Eagle Territory, some of these wizards came to the Golden City, while others continued to stay in the original city.

There are more wizards who have fled from the north. Many wizards are from civilian backgrounds, but just like the civilian knights who don't like the new party, there are also many wizards who don't like the new party.

So they fled the area controlled by the New Party.

Currently, Luther has no systematic statistics on the number of wizards in the entire White Eagle Territory, but he believes that there are more than twenty official wizards, and more than five times the number of wizard apprentices.

There may be intermediate wizards, and maybe even high-level wizards.

Wizards are accustomed to freedom, so they generally do not choose to serve their lords. Luther cannot force these wizards, but some wizards are also willing to join the wizard group.

For example, Mr. Al.

Now that Luther has four combat wizards including Mr. Al, and recruits a few more wizard gentlemen, he can form a super small wizard group.

It looks a little pitiful, but there's nothing I can do about it. Even the cubs of red dragons are very weak. When they grow up, they can become the mighty red dragons that soar in the sky.

Although the wizard group is extremely small, as long as it develops well, it can become a powerful wizard group.

So when Luther returned to the castle, he brought back Mr. Al and sent someone to find Mayor Lelouch.

The three people were sitting in the living room discussing the matter.

Luther first discussed his thoughts, and then said to Lelouch: "Mr. Mayor, I would like to ask you to mobilize the official departments in the White Eagle Territory to carry out recruitment and promotion of the wizards, not only official wizards, but also We are also recruiting some wizard apprentices.”

"Then when the Wizarding Group is established, I would like to ask you to be the leader." Luther glanced at Mr. Al again.

This wizard gentleman, whose whole body is hidden in the wizard's robe, has an extraordinary relationship with Luther, and Luther trusts him.

"I accept this position, but according to the wizard's laws, I also hope that I can get a corresponding salary." Mr. Al's voice was very low.

Wizards are all like this, friendship is friendship, but fairness is fairness.

Taking up the position of group leader will consume a certain amount of energy from Al, and he will naturally be rewarded accordingly.

"It's a matter of course." Luther agreed readily. And Lelouch didn't have any objections. Recruitment and publicity work was very simple.

After the conversation ended, Luther personally sent the two of them out of the castle. Then Luther planned to go back to the castle and continue to think about that matter.

How to grow and thrive.

Although there are good things going on in Pompeii at present, Naz Wilson, the Tomahawk Knights will form two new knights, especially the Knights of the Tomahawk Knights, the combatants are quite reliable.

And Luther's wizard group is also being planned.

But this force is too thin compared to the new party, the Earl of Libya, and the Duke of Felger.

Luther is now like a mother who has just given birth to a child. The child is constantly sucking milk, and its intelligence and physique are developing rapidly, and it is lively and cute.

But Luther still hopes that the child will grow up faster.

Just as Luther turned back to the castle, he heard footsteps. Then Luther stopped and looked back at the castle gate.

"Hi, Luther." A handsome and charming young man walked towards Luther. After coming to Luther, the two hugged.

Marshall, Williams.

A playboy.

After a hug, Luther looked at Marshall and sighed: "Damn it, I can't help but think of that guy Newton when I see you. What on earth did that stubborn guy do?"

Marshall also sighed for a while, and that guy Newton disappeared with 50,000 gold coins, leaving no trace at all.

This hidden level is such a weak soul for a turtle.

"What's the matter with you coming to me alone?" Luther asked strangely after talking about Newton.

Their six friends, Luther not counting, and Newton missing, the remaining four are all playing well and generally inseparable.

"I asked them to come with me, but they didn't come." Marshall shook his head.

"Why?" Luther was even more surprised.

After annihilating the knight lords in the White Eagle Territory, Luther alone allowed other members of the seven major families to survive to ensure the hereditary territories of the six families.

This was Luther's consideration of human nature, because he regarded them as friends and the contemporary knights as elders.

Since no one was unhappy, why didn't those three bastards come?

"I plan to ask you to train me and become a powerful knight. But they are impatient to endure hardship." Marshall sighed.

Luther looked Marshall up and down, as if he was looking at a rare animal.

This playboy would actually have such an idea?

Strange.

"People can change, Hundan. Don't look down on me, I am the next generation of Williams Knight." Marshall became a little angry.

However, Marshall's expression collapsed and he said: "The main reason is that the last time I saw Newton unable to resist, he lost his right arm. Now that Orange is in such chaos, if something happens, I hope to have enough power to protect me." Protective person.”

When speaking, Marshall became much deeper.

People do change, and Playboy Marshall and Williams also know their responsibilities.

"I will find someone to train you." Luther patted Marshall on the shoulder and said.

Just throw this thing into the Knights of the Tomahawk Knights, and let the Tomahawk Knights train this thing to death. Luther was thinking in his mind.

How does a knight become powerful? Training and fighting.

"Luther, Miss Jenny is looking for you." Suddenly Lily's voice sounded. Luther looked up and saw Lily lying on the window, shouting down.

A pair of short legs would bounce around from time to time, not restless at all.

"Got it," Luther shouted.

"Who is Miss Jenny? Your new girlfriend?" Marshall, Williams turned into a playboy again, showing a meaningful look.

"An old witch." Luther rolled his eyes. This old witch rarely came to him, so there must be something wrong with her.

"You want an old witch to be your girlfriend?" Marshall shuddered and looked at Luther in fear.

Oh my God, Luther was ruined.

"Asshole, don't think about it." Luther gave Marshall a straight punch in the stomach, very hard, very hard.

"Oh, I puked, you bastard." Marshall bent down on the spot holding his belly and really vomited something.

"As a powerful knight, your body is too weak. Just treat it as training given to you in advance." Luther glanced at Marshall proudly, and then entered the castle.

"Asshole, sooner or later I'll beat you up." Marshall looked at Luther's back in pain.

Luther gave him a middle finger without looking back.