Warlord: King of All Clans

Among the prisoners of Gladstone's Legion, there were many militiamen who were also skilled craftsmen.

As long as we recruit and absorb them well during the two-year labor period, the overall level of Hewan can be greatly improved.

If Hewan relies entirely on its own training, two years would only be enough for it to train a group of infrastructure workers, blacksmith apprentices, low-level leather workers, novice grooms, street vendors and the like.

This is despite Hewan's efforts to set up apprenticeship classes and encourage the dissemination of technology. If it were to let things take their own course like other territories, it would take ten or eight years to produce a qualified craftsman.

The craftsmen in Gladstone's Corps are all hereditary craftsmen, passed down from father to son and from son to grandson.

It takes several generations of a family or more than ten to twenty years for an individual to master professional skills.

In the past, Hewan had to rely on recruitment to find such talents, and there were only a handful of people that it had trained itself.

Some of the more advanced craftsmen mastered unique skills and were high-end talents in the Knights of the Square Flag. Edward was reluctant to pull them out to fight.

But they couldn't escape either. Rigolav devoured the Gladstone Knights' Territory completely, and even the territory's technical talents were packed up and sent to River Bay with their families.

After the refugee incident, the population of the four knight territories of the Petukhov family all expanded by nearly half, and now they are unable to absorb all the people.

Their knighthood was squeezed at the foot of the mountains south of Isenpol, with limited arable land and surrounded by other people's corner flag territories. There was not much room for development, and there was only one Solovy knighthood that could expand to the west.

If it weren't for the fact that Petukhov's family lived a simple life and disliked extravagance, and if the territory didn't have a large amount of food and supplies stored, they really wouldn't have been able to feed so many people.

After finally arranging the post-war affairs, Leo was preparing to take his troops back to the river bend to continue his life of eating and waiting to die.

After this war, no local lord will dare to send troops to invade Hewan in the short term. The Hewan Territory only needs to guard against the foreign tribes in the Wolf-Driving Plain in the north and concentrate on farming and development.

As long as the Earl's Mansion does not take fatal action, the rise of River Bay is a foregone conclusion.

At this time, an eagle's cry was heard in the sky.

Soon, a griffin flew from the southern sky and descended from the sky, landing on the square of Stonebreak Castle.

The square was swept by a strong wind, with people shouting and horses neighing. It took a long time for the square to return to calm.

The Rose Knight Norin was still wearing her lightly enchanted steel armor and black cloak.

She jumped off the griffin, found Leo in the crowd at a glance, then walked up quickly and slapped Leo hard.

“Bang!”

Knight Norin's eyes were filled with tears, and he asked loudly: "Leo Mondo, why didn't you die?"

Solovy, Romon, Vichi and Freya on the side all quickly retreated ten meters to make room, then stretched their necks to watch the fun.

When Leo saw Noreen coming, he looked happy, but in the blink of an eye he was slapped in the face by her.

If modern rationality hadn't prevailed, Leo would have slapped him back.

With his current strength, Leo was confident that he could slap the opponent's brains out with one slap!

Leo covered his face and angrily scolded: "You are not happy that I am not dead? What? Are you afraid that I will kidnap the little mouse back?"

Tears in Norin's eyes slid down her cheeks, "How can you still be alive... How can you pretend to be dead! Do you know how sad Her Royal Highness is?"

Leo was even more concerned about the little mouse's current situation and couldn't help asking, "Little mouse, no, how is Her Royal Highness the Princess? Has she returned to the palace? Has she grown taller? Has she gained weight?"

Norin finally regained her composure and held back her tears. She couldn't help but smile slightly when she heard this. "Why are you asking the same question as Olivia? Not a single word has changed."

After saying that, she nodded quickly. "Her Royal Highness is doing well now. His Majesty the Emperor is planning to reorganize the Rose Knights as the Princess's guard. He has also hired the Sword Saint Algernon as the Princess's swordsmanship teacher. She is safe now."

Leo was relieved: "That's good, that's good."

Feeling the heat on his cheeks, Leo said in a deep voice, "I have another question."

"you say……"

“Bang!”

Before Noreen could finish her words, she was slapped.

The young Rose Knight covered his face and looked at Leo in disbelief.

Like Leo, she was excited to see him again and let her guard down, which led to her being hit.

Leo then asked, "It seems like you spread the rumor about my death, right? Shouldn't I be the one slapping you? Why did you slap me?"

The onlookers on the side all covered their faces, and even Freya couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

How can he get a wife with such a temper?

But they were shocked to find that among this group of people, only Leo had a wife!

Where is justice!

On the way back to Riverbend Peninsula, Noreen told Leo what happened after he fell off the cliff.

They took Her Royal Highness the Princess back to the river bend, defeated the Black Armored Army, and then set off south for home.

However, the assassins who wanted to kill the princess were like leeches, always able to find their whereabouts. Several high-level extraordinary people appeared one after another, vowing to kill them all.

Fortunately, there are no weak griffin knights, and they can fly away at any time. Even high-level extraordinary people are helpless when looking at the griffins thousands of meters in the sky.

In ten days, a team of griffin knights lost five knights in battle.

Finally, Knight Norin, riding two horses, under the cover of their companions, flew directly into the palace with the little mouse, thus ending the journey.

Seeing his daughter return home safely, the old emperor immediately increased the security of the palace, and then, in exchange for two cities, invited the sword saint Algernon to be the princess's court swordsmanship teacher.

The swordsmanship teacher is just a position, which actually means they just found her a sword master bodyguard.

Compared to the extraordinary sword saint Algernon, Her Royal Highness the Princess's eighth-level magician advisor, ninth-level Grand Knight of the Order of the Rose, and seventh-level high-ranking court lady are not so eye-catching.

However, the princess was not happy when she returned to the palace. No matter how the old emperor expressed his fatherly love, she seemed depressed.

The originally well-behaved and clever little princess seemed to have mental problems.

She would order the cook to prepare a large table of sumptuous food, specifically requesting roast suckling pig with crispy skin and tender bones, pie sprinkled with dried fruits and topped with cream, and slices of fat lamb cut as thin as a cicada's wing.

But she didn't eat a single bite, just sat at the table and talked to herself, like some kind of sacrifice.

She would secretly sell the jewelry given to her by her elders at low prices to princes and noble ladies who wanted to curry favor with her, and exchange them for gold coins and hide them in a small box under her bed.

On weekdays, he never even left his bedroom, but hid under the bed counting gold coins.

Sometimes I would hide the food in pairs in a drawer and go to see if they had given birth the next day.

Her most common activity was to sit on the window of the bedroom and use her old slingshot to shoot steel balls to smash the reliefs on the outer walls of the palace.

The servants throughout the palace were whispering that Her Royal Highness the Princess not only had a brain injury, but might have also made a deal with the devil.

As the savior of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Rose Knight Norin was conferred the title of Viscount of the South by the Emperor. She also served as the deputy commander of the Order of the Rose and the chief of the guards for Her Royal Highness the Princess.

When the haggard and lifeless Princess entrusted her to deliver a letter to River Bay, Noreen agreed without a second thought.