Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

The day to set out for the royal capital is getting closer and closer, and the Baron Mansion is also getting busy, making preparations for the lord who is about to leave.

A few days before leaving.

Abel found Ron alone, with a worried look on his face, and said, "Lord, do you really not need me to accompany you?"

This time for the trip to the royal capital, it was still the six knights originally selected, plus the driver and a maid.

"Sig and the others are enough. You are the most powerful knight in the Baron House. I leave it to you to protect the territory." Ron was even more worried about the enemies in the dark destroying the territory when he was out.

Abel seemed to understand what he was thinking. He nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

Ron smiled happily, and then said with a profound tone: "If the worst happens, you are allowed to use the sword on the training ground at a critical moment."

Hearing this, Abel was stunned for a moment, and then figured out that Ron was talking about the two-handed sword forged by Master Hadey.

Before, after Master Hadyi sent the sword, it had been placed in the training ground and fixed with a separate iron frame. Because it was too heavy, the only people who could hold it were him and ibuprofen. After Sig broke through, there was one more person who could hold the sword.

Because of the special situation of this sword, it is not used in normal training, so it is just left there and no one touches it.

Abel heard rumors that the lord often went to the training ground recently to observe the two-handed sword, for at least half an hour at a time.

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Abel couldn't figure out the reason, but the lord must have a reason for saying so, just obey his orders.

Erin had been looking forward to this trip to the royal capital for a long time. This might be her last chance in her life to see the outside world.

However, Ron did not let Irene, his personal maid, follow him, but asked her to stay and take care of Melitoya. When Ron made this choice, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. At that time, Irene cried heartbreakingly, as if the sky had broken out. It's all going to collapse.

In desperation, Ron agreed to bring her the specialties of the royal capital. Therefore, it is necessary to find someone else to accompany the maid.

This task fell on Diana. Being able to accompany the lord to the royal capital for the title succession ceremony was a privilege that all the maids in the mansion wanted.

When Diana was about to make her choice, a maid found her late at night.

——

time flies.

The day of departure soon came.

In front of the mansion gate.

Everyone in the mansion gathered here to bid farewell to the lord who was about to leave.

In front of the carriage, Ron glanced at everyone and said in a steady voice.

"It will take at least ten and a half days to go to the royal capital for the knighting ceremony. During my absence, you will each perform your duties and follow Egbert's arrangements."

"Yes! Lord Lord."

Everyone answered in unison.

Ron looked at Joyce, who had his head lowered in the crowd. She was now managing the affairs of the territory, but the rest of the Baron Mansion did not know and claimed that Egbert was handling it.

The words just now appeared to be from Egbert, but in fact they were arranged by Joyce behind the scenes.

Ron also privately asked Joyce to properly handle territorial affairs and mobilize Abel and Egbert when necessary.

Joyce's rationality far outweighs her sensibility, and she naturally knows what to do. Through this period of time together, Ron thinks he has enough understanding of Joyce's way of thinking, so there is nothing to worry about.

"Brother."

Melitoya stood in front of everyone, her eyes were red, and she called out in a tone that sounded like she was going to cry at any moment.

Ron looked down and saw that she was indeed wearing the bow hairpin obediently. He stretched out his hand and patted her head gently and said, "Stay at home and wait until I come back to see your study results."

He warned and said nothing else.

"Okay, let's go."

Without wasting any more time, Ron got into the carriage, followed by an orange-haired maid who got in.

Sig and six other knights were riding horses to guard the carriage.

When preparing to set off, Abel stepped forward quickly, grabbed Thomas's horse rein, and whispered: "Thomas, I'm not here, please pay more attention on the road. Although Sig is a second-level knight, he still lacks experience. You need to be careful and don’t let anything happen to the lord.”

Thomas nodded seriously upon hearing this, "I understand."

In this way, Ron and his party set off. Under the watch of everyone, the carriage quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

The royal capital is in the northwest of the Arnold territory, and will pass through 7 or 8 territories on the way. Joseph, the experienced driver, estimated that it would take about ten days to get there.

There is still enough time left in the three-month deadline.

After traveling for more than half an hour, there was no scenery along the way. This road did not pass through the land that was cleared, and there were no hard workers in sight. Ron lowered the curtains boredly, and his eyes fell on the other people in the carriage except him. Another person outside - the accompanying maid.

He is about 21 or 22 years old, with a petite figure and regular facial features.

Her long orange hair was tied neatly behind her head, and her dark green eyes seemed to contain a thousand words, very smart.

Apart from these eyes, Ron couldn't notice anything else.

This reminded him of Joyce. The girl in front of him was a completely opposite type to her.

Joyce was indifferent by nature and very rational in his words and deeds.

Ron's first impression from what he saw in front of him was that he relied on his sensibility to do things and had a rich heart. People like this were most suitable to be artists.

Because the world in their eyes is different from that of ordinary people, they will add their own emotions to the scenery they see.

He had seen the entourage list submitted by Diana, and the name of the maid in front of him was Veronica.

"Your paintings are very good and vivid. You have a great contribution to Melitoya's teaching textbook." Ron thought of her. He had checked Veronica's character card a long time ago, but there was no Paying too much attention to her is just to verify your own abilities.

This time the textbook that combines pictures and texts also relied on Veronica's help. Ron felt that as a lord, it was necessary to praise this matter.

Hearing this, Veronica was excited inside. She pretended to smile reservedly on the surface and said: "Thank you Lord Lord for your compliment. I still need to work harder to draw better works."

Ron nodded, "With talent and hard work, you will definitely realize your dreams."

"Thank you, Lord, for your blessing." Veronica sat upright, speaking and behaving like a qualified maid.

This made Ron wonder if he had made a mistake.

"What type of painting do you usually do? What do you like to paint? Landscapes? Figures?"

Ron asked again. This journey is far away. He will spend most of the time in the carriage with the other party. It is impossible not to say a word. Now he can do some understanding first.

When Ron asked, Veronica's pupils trembled, her throat seemed to be stuck, and she hesitated, "Ah, uh, it's just the usual kind. I'd rather draw more people, right?"

Still feeling embarrassed, Ron smiled and said, "Portraits are difficult to draw. A good painting must have both spirit and form. Show me your painting when you have time."

"Okay, okay."

Later, Ron and Veronica chatted about painting. Although he is not good at painting, he still has his own understanding of certain places. Some points have a deeper feeling for Veronica and lead to more inspiration.

While chatting, Ron discovered that Veronica's favorability towards him was rising little by little, and soon exceeded 70.

[Favorability: 70 (confidant)]

But what happened to this confidant?

Ron glanced at Veronica with a strange look. Among the people around him, this 'confidant' relationship was very unexpected.

The two of them were chatting about painting in the car, and the carriage drove away from Arnold's territory. It was not yet noon.

Thomas rode a horse from behind and kept up with the carriage at the same speed. He shouted toward the window: "Lord, we have now passed the border of Arnold's territory. Continuing forward is the territory of Viscount Fast, but we have to pass through a The woods, this is the only main road, which is quite close to the Gordon Viscounty."

In the carriage, Ron responded with a 'hmm'.

After making the report, Thomas returned to his original position and continued to maintain formation with the other guard knights.

They continued to move forward like this for dozens of minutes, and a small forest appeared in view. Not long after entering the forest, Thomas frowned. Experience told him that something was wrong, and he immediately ordered the others to be more vigilant.

call out! call out!

At this moment, several crossbow arrows flew out from the hidden woods and headed towards the carriage.

Thomas stared angrily and shouted: "Protect the lord!"

Sonorous!

Sig's eyes turned cold, and he jumped up from his horse, holding a sword in his hand to split multiple crossbow arrows. Despite his strength, two crossbow arrows shot through the carriage.

Sig and others gathered around the carriage, staring deep into the woods, guarding against enemies in the dark.

Thomas anxiously shouted into the carriage: "Lord, are you okay?"

Inside the carriage.

Ron let go of the frightened Veronica. If it hadn't been for his protection just now, the consequences would have been disastrous. Glancing at the two crossbow arrows that fell on the floor of the carriage, he said in a low voice: "I'm fine, just focus on fighting the enemy."

His face was very gloomy at this moment, and on the brooch on his chest, the two leaf veins gradually dimmed. The two crossbow arrows just now were not actually dodged, but were blocked by the defensive shield activated by the brooch.

The brooch has 24 veins and can independently defend against 24 attacks, and there are still 22 left.

Ron's eyes were cold, his right hand touched the red diamond ring on his index finger, and he sat in the carriage waiting for the enemy to show up.

This time he will make the other party pay a heavy price!

"Who is it? Get out!" Sig leaned against the carriage and shouted toward the woods.

As Sig finished speaking, a group of people wearing black robes and hoods walked out of the woods. They were holding weapons and exuded a strong smell of blood. One of them had a hand crossbow. It was obvious that he had been conducting a sneak attack just now.

Thomas looked solemn and whispered to his companions: "Twelve people are difficult to deal with. Sig, pay attention to the one at the front. I judge that he is the second level like you!"

The leader was two meters tall, carried a machete, and exuded a ferocious aura, making him very difficult to deal with.

He stood at the front, inserted the machete into the ground, and said loudly: "I have been waiting for you for two months, and I finally waited."

Hearing this, everyone felt heavy. A thought flashed through Thomas's mind and he immediately asked: "Are you the Black Crows?"

"Hey, boss, I didn't expect us to be so famous. Even people in remote borders know our name." One of them said sarcastically.

The tall man at the head snorted and said: "Don't waste time, the employer is waiting for our news."

"You are the boss, I listen to you."

The tall man gave the order and stood still with the two people beside him, with no intention of joining the battle. The remaining nine people from Black Crow surrounded the carriage, looking like they were going to kill them all.

Thomas whispered to Sig: "There are too many of them and they cannot fight head-on. The priority is to protect the safety of the lord. I will create an opportunity in a while and you can protect the lord to escape."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to the remaining three people in Black Crow not far away. From those three people, Thomas felt the pressure of facing Captain Abel directly!

Could it be?

Thinking of a speculation, Thomas' heart dropped to the bottom.

Sig nodded. He also knew that the situation was urgent and protecting the Lord was the most important thing.

"superior!"

Thomas shouted and charged at the enemy first. Every swing of his sword was a desperate move. Under such circumstances, even if there were many people on the other side, they were intimidated by their momentum and did not dare to move forward.

Sig and others followed closely behind. Each of them had a look of fearlessness on their faces, and they blocked twelve people from the other side for a while.

Although the desired effect appeared, the knights were all scarred, especially Sig, who had resisted the four enemies, and was the most seriously injured. He did not gain the upper hand in the previous fight.

"I didn't expect you to be a second-level knight. Those losers couldn't get this little information."

The Black Crow Boss snorted coldly, stared at Sig, and suddenly burst out with stronger power. His aura surpassed Sig's, just as Thomas expected, the Black Crow Boss was also a second-level transcendent.

He wants to take action himself!

At this time, a man next to the Black Crow boss rushed into the battlefield with a heavy hammer and hit Thomas, who was the most powerful.

boom! ! !

Thomas was fighting with the enemy when he was suddenly attacked and flew upside down on the wheels of the carriage. Regardless of his own injury, he reminded: "They have three second-order people, run!"

3 second level, 9 first level!

On the other hand, on my side, only Sig is at the second level, and the other five are all at the first level.

The disparity in power is disappointing.

Sig gritted his teeth, his body was exuding a mist of blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and a large mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He stared straight ahead, clenched the sword in his hand and roared: "I, Sig, am the guardian knight! Never! Back off!"

Ta-ta.

At this time, a figure appeared on the carriage in full view of everyone. His cold eyes looked around, and finally fell on the scarred knight beside him.

"Lord, why are you out?" Thomas was very anxious.

"If I don't come out, you will die." Ron's tone was calm, as if he didn't pay attention to the black crow in front of him.

"This kid is not dead. You missed it." The Black Crow boss was surprised and said to the person who fired the crossbow.

The crossbow arrows fired before were not that simple. They had the fighting spirit of a second-level hunter attached to them and could easily shoot through hard rocks.

"snort."

The man snorted displeasedly and raised his hand to shoot Ron again.

Seeing this scene before them, the knights' hearts tightened and they reacted one after another. Sig and Thomas used their bodies to block the front, but something happened in the next second that they could not forget.

Ron raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the person. Suddenly, the surrounding light dimmed, and everyone's eyes went dark, as if they were deprived of sight, as if they were trapped in a lightless place.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a flash of red light as thick as a finger. It appeared and disappeared quickly, leaving no one with time to react.

Boom.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked around and saw that the crossbow shooter fell to the ground, still maintaining the shooting posture.

Seeing this, everyone trembled in their hearts, what happened just now?

"What, what's going on?"

Black Crow's group was panicked, and Thomas and the others were even more confused.

The Black Crow boss looked at his fallen companion. A hole as thick as a finger appeared on his forehead. His expression did not change even after he died, which showed that he had no time to react.

Even the second-level hunter had no time to react to what kind of attack, and he felt a chill in his heart, and an unpleasant feeling came over him.

The Black Crow boss probed: "I didn't expect that a small country baron also owns a powerful magic item. I must have spent a lot of gold coins to buy that thing."

Ron's eyes were indifferent and he ignored the other party's temptation. He looked down at the remaining 11 Black Crow gang and said, "If you tell me who your employer is, I can make your death less painful."

Upon hearing this, the Black Crow boss sneered, "Although I don't know what tricks you used, I don't believe you can still launch the attack just now!"

If you want to activate any magic item, you must pay a price. The more powerful the magic item, the greater the price.

"Come here and kill him." The Black Crow boss ordered his men in a cold tone.

He didn't believe that the little baron in front of him could kill them all with the help of unknown magic props!

"You can try."

Ron pointed his finger at the Black Crow Boss. The Black Crow Boss was shocked and raised his machete in front of him.

The next second, the surrounding light dimmed again for a moment, and this time it was the Black Crow boss who was taken away, and the machete pierced through instantly.

"The boss has been killed!"

The remaining people in Black Crow shuddered and looked at Ron like demons. They are not afraid of death, but it is really scary to die in vain without knowing the methods used by the other party.

Thomas and Sig looked at each other, and both saw horror in each other's eyes. That person was at the second level!

Just die?

"Any of you who still have any doubts can come and give it a try. If not, then tell me who the employer is!" Ron stood on the carriage, looking down, with a superior attitude that made people dare not disobey.

but.

The last second-level transcendent among the black crows gritted his teeth and shouted: "Fight him!"

The remaining 10 people swarmed up and shot towards Ron with fierce eyes, completely forgetting about death.

Ron was very surprised by their choice. In their hearts, credibility has exceeded their own lives?

"Hmph, the mantis' arms are like a chariot."

In just one second, the knights were deprived of their sight. This time they were 'blind' for a little longer than the previous two times. When they regained their sight again, they found corpses lying on the ground in front of them. The closest one to the carriage was only 5 meters away. The distance was such that there was no chance of even touching the carriage.

Sig's mouth was dry and his hands and feet were weak. He looked blankly at Ron on the carriage and said, "Lord, that was just now..."

"It's just a magic tool passed down from our ancestors. This time it consumed a lot of energy and it won't be used many times." Ron had already thought of the reason and said casually.

Afterwards, everyone rested on the spot, and all the injuries on the knights were treated. Fortunately, their physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people, and they can return to normal after a period of recovery.

After treating the wounds, Thomas and other knights found an open place to burn a group of Black Crow gang members, and reported to Ron: "Lord, it has been taken care of. I checked, they should be mercenaries on the battlefield, A desperado who will work for him as long as he is paid."

mercenary?

What a good method, he picked it off cleanly, Ron understood the other party's method.

"Change the route and go to Gordon Viscounty." Ron said calmly, and then entered the carriage.

The group of people headed towards the direction of Gordon Viscounty.