Warlord: King of All Clans

It was already late at night when we came out of the palace.

Norin accompanied Leo and warned him, "Since Her Royal Highness was assassinated, no one around Her Royal Highness is allowed to leave the palace. These people are trustworthy and cannot pass on information under my surveillance. But you still have to be careful not to reveal your relationship with the princess, so that someone with ulterior motives won't take advantage of you."

"If you want to meet the princess, ask me to arrange it. I will do my best to keep outsiders away and ensure your safety."

"The princess has the Sword Master's protection. I am mainly worried about you."

Noreen was genuinely worried about the Riverbend Mission, and Leo could see her concern and consoled her, "Don't worry, we'll stay at home as much as possible, and the Elf Queen is here too."

Noreen couldn't help but glance at the Elf Queen Ostara, who was gnawing on the chicken legs that Freya had saved for the banquet.

This was originally something Freya secretly left for Fisa who was unable to attend the banquet, but Freya obviously made a mistake and actually took out the chicken leg and gave it to the Elf Queen, entrusting her with safekeeping.

Because today she had received permission from the human emperor to stay overnight in the princess's bedroom and let Princess Gulveig sleep with her.

Fesha was obsessed with the dwarven musket she had just received from the little mouse, so the Elf Queen decided that she should not disturb her.

In Leo's eyes, this unreliable elf queen was more like a guild boss with a small account in the game than Freya's mother. She provided knowledge, technology and resources.

If a little bit of money leaks through the big guy's fingers, the small guy will benefit a lot.

But in reality, the age difference is not that big, they are even still children.

With the Elf Queen's performance, Norin couldn't tell that she was an expert even though she could easily open a portal.

Seeing Noreen's solemn expression, Leo also felt a little unhappy. The imperial capital, as the territory of the royal family, was so tense that the emperor and the princess, father and daughter, didn't even dare to leave the palace. It was simply outrageous.

With the protection of the Elf Queen, Leo wanted to give the little mouse a relaxed environment, so he wanted to learn more about the situation in the imperial capital to see if he could be of any help.

Now he has been promoted to the middle level. Although he is not very powerful, at least he has the basic ability to protect himself, and he has the Elf Queen to back him up.

As long as Freya was tied to her belt, the Elf Queen would not sit idly by and watch him fall into danger.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Is there anything unusual in the imperial capital recently?"

"Except for the princess being assassinated, there is nothing unusual." After saying this, Norin hesitated and smiled bitterly, "But after the princess was assassinated, I felt that everything was unusual."

"All right."

When they returned to the embassy in the carriage, Fesa had disassembled the dwarf musket that the little mouse had given her into parts.

The royal family's dwarven muskets were all imported products from dozens or hundreds of years ago. Ever since the Western Territory fell into war, pirates in the West Sea were rampant, and maritime trade declined sharply, the dwarven kingdom west of the Western Territory severed trade with the imperial capital.

The royal family, which possessed powerful and extraordinary military power, had no interest in studying elementary muskets and simply put them aside.

After the little mouse returned to the imperial capital, influenced by Leo, she became very interested in these things, so they all became her collections.

Because of the dwarves' height, the musket could not be made too long. It was only slightly longer than Fraser's single-barreled shotgun, and it was a muzzle-loading smoothbore flintlock, so its range and power naturally could not be high.

Such muskets are only a threat to mail-leather and cloth armor, and cannot penetrate the knight's plate armor. They are even inferior to some enchanted steel crossbows.

However, the price of a good dwarven musket in the south is more expensive than an enchanted steel crossbow, so it is impossible to get the equipment.

Each well-made dwarf musket was placed on a shelf as an ornamental object, like porcelain. Although there were people responsible for its maintenance, few of the muskets had ever been fired.

But in Fraser's eyes, this kind of dwarf musket still has its merits.

The flintlock of the dwarf musket is more sophisticated and compact than the one invented by Hewan himself, and has a higher ignition rate.

The gunpowder is also purer and contains special ingredients that can increase its power.

There are also storage slots inside their buttstocks for small spare parts such as bullets, gun oil, and deerskin.

All in all, the Riverbend shotgun and the dwarven musket each have their own strengths, and what Fraser is best at is taking advantage of their strengths to make up for their weaknesses.

Of course, what she gained was not only a dwarven musket, but also more professional books and various new gadgets in the imperial capital that could broaden her mind.

The little mouse was afraid that they would never have the chance to see each other again after Faisa left, so he stuffed all the collections in his collection room into Faisa's little schoolbag.

The next morning, Leo woke up from the big bed in the embassy and heard Rose Knight Thea come in and report, "There is a visitor outside, who says it is your friend."

"My friend?" Leo was a little confused. "I still have friends in the capital?"

Xiya looked at the mistress and whispered, "It's a young woman."

Leo understood instantly, put on his clothes and said to Olivia, "Denise is here, I'll go meet her."

Olivia thought for a long time before she realized that it was the noble lady who claimed to be an adventurer.

In the living room, Denise, dressed in the exquisite casual attire of a noble lady, was sitting in a guest seat sipping tea.

Seeing Leo coming out, he stood up and said with a smile: "Leo, long time no see!"

Leo couldn't help but laugh, "Long time no see, great adventurer."

Denise blushed slightly and rolled her eyes at Leo, "I'm not a great adventurer now. I'm a historian at the Imperial Academy and a famous novelist!"

Denise returned to the imperial capital and wrote the popular and bestselling novel "The Adventures of Firefly", which has become popular in major cities in the southern border after two years of fermentation.

Nowadays, if the young nobles in the southern cities do not recite "Death is like the wind, always by my side" before a duel, the arbitrator will be embarrassed to call for the start.

After the duel, when the winner sheathes his sword, he has to say, "The road ahead is long, and only the sword is my companion."

She continued her work and wrote two more stories about the Firefly Adventure Group based on old Pete's bragging.

These two works have a more mature writing style based on the previous ones, which fully demonstrates old Pitt's bragging skills and renders the unique humanities and geography of the North as if it were right before our eyes.

The three adventure novels established Denise's reputation as a famous adventure novelist, and many major theaters vied to invite her to write scripts.

The North and South have been at war for years, and the North is considered a barbaric place by the people of the South. Denise, who personally took the risk and ventured into the wilderness of the North, is herself a bit of a legend.

She has a lot of avid readers now, so she has been staying at home for a long time.

After Leo sat down, Denise continued, "I got the news yesterday that His Majesty the Emperor held a dinner for the Northern River Bay delegation. When I heard the word River Bay, I thought of you. After asking around, it turned out to be you."

"I didn't expect that, Leo, you are doing really well now."