My magic can merge

Chapter 12 Territorial Dilemma
Merk, who got the staff, put his mind to rest. After all, it is really uncomfortable for a mage without the blessing of a staff, and the attributes of this staff are not bad, at least this alchemist is not too bad.

But in fact, even if he wanted to cheat Merck, he didn't do it. Merck can directly see the attributes of the item, which is equivalent to his own retrieval skills.

If you have a chance, you must go to the imperial city to pick up a wave of leaks and strive for a wave of fat!

But he just wanted to be obsessed with it, and the good things had already been picked away.

Waving the staff, connecting the magic lines of the staff, it is very smooth and feels pretty good.

"boom"

Merk condensed his own frost elements, and released the skill ice wall technique towards the front.

An ice wall rose from the ground, exuding bursts of cold air, and the sun shone on the ice surface, reflecting dazzling light.

He could clearly feel that the speed of casting spells became faster, and the mana points consumed returned to normal.

Merck didn't return to the castle with his staff, but went to the barracks instead.

The two sentinels at the gate saw that it was Merck coming, and they tapped their left chest with their right hands, saluting a standard imperial military salute.

Merck also nodded, and then swaggered into the barracks.

The barracks was built in the north of the town of Noril, surrounded by piles laid with thick wood, giving it the feeling of a city within a city.

There are stretches of tile-roofed houses serving as dormitories in the camp, and the entire military camp is clean and tidy without any filth.

On the huge school field, there are only a few dozen soldiers practicing battle formation, and the leader is Nubis.

The sound of "ha, ha" can be heard from a long distance.

At this time, Nubis was bare-chested, with several long scars like centipedes crawling on his bronzed skin.

This is also the medal that Nubis has always been proud of, and it is the best evidence that he is a brave fighter.

"Uncle Nubis!"

Merck waved his hand at Nubis and shouted loudly.

Nubis heard Merck's shout, and ordered to the soldiers: "Continue training, don't stop without my order, sweat more on the school field, less bloodshed on the battlefield."

A group of soldiers shouted: "Yes!"

The voice was neat and loud, and there was a faint sense of killing. This is a group of old soldiers who have been on the battlefield, tough soldiers, and elite soldiers.

Even Merck, who was also shocked by this momentum, couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

But in an instant, he realized that this was his own soldier, and of course the stronger the better.

If the soldiers shouted feebly, then Merck should have a headache.

Nubis walked towards Merck.

"Master Merck, what happened?"

"It's Uncle Nubis like this. I was made a baron by the Earl, and my territory is the town of Noril, which I inherited from my father."

"But you know, I used to be obsessed with magic, and I didn't pay much attention to the territory. These are all managed by my father."

"Although my father is gone, I want to build Noril Town better, but I don't even have a big idea of ​​the current situation of the territory."

"Uncle Nubis, can you help me?"

Merck spoke with sincerity, in an almost begging tone, with helplessness in his eyes, hope and even a trace of grievance.

Nubis was a little distressed, stroking Merck's head, and then said slowly:
"Good boy, the state of the territory is very bad. Although I don't want to tell you the cruel truth, I can't lie to you." Note 1
"Residents of the territory have left a lot these days, and now the population of the territory is only 2. Those wealthy businessmen have already fled to the hinterland of the empire to seek refuge." Note [-]
"The [-] soldiers led by Lord Viscount were all killed. Now there are only [-] soldiers in the city, and there are no cavalry."

"The empire and the werewolves signed a truce agreement the afternoon before yesterday. The empire ceded nearly half of the territory of Kerhem province. Our small town has become the empire's first line of defense against werewolves."

"For this reason, Lord Marquis almost broke with the empire, but under the dual pressure of the empire and the werewolves, he still endured it, but the relationship with the empire is already different."

"We are already dispensable in the eyes of the empire, a victim to be discarded at any time. They want us to fend for ourselves."

Hearing this, although Merck could somewhat guess something in his previous life, he was still shocked when he heard the exact news as a party involved.

Players and NPCs have different ways of thinking. Most players can only see the appearance. After all, it is not beneficial to delve into the game background, and players are not qualified to touch these secrets.

But NPCs think a lot and deeply. Ten people can have [-] minds.

In his previous life, Merke was still wondering why the Keremu province was captured by werewolves almost instantly. It turned out that there was something else hidden.

But his game account was in Novice Village, which was a village in another province, so he didn't really care about the fall of Keremu at the time.

Before Merck continued to think deeply, Nubis continued to speak:
"The viscount also took away three of the five bed crossbows that defended the city, but there is plenty of fuel and logs."

"Beasts like werewolves are afraid of silverware. I asked the blacksmith to forge a few short swords mixed with silver, and I can distribute them to several good soldiers in the army."

"I will step up the training of soldiers and try to make them stronger before the next war comes."

"The armistice agreement will not last long. We all know the greed of werewolves. There will be a war between us and werewolves. I will also shed the last drop of blood for the territory."

Nubis looked solemn, with determination in his eyes.

Merck was a little surprised that Nubis would have such a clear understanding, and he was also a little surprised by his loyalty to the Donner family.

After all, in this hypocritical aristocratic world, loyalty is an expensive luxury.

"Uncle Nubis, I will live and die with the territory just like you!"

Nubis let out a long sigh, put down his hand touching Merck's head, turned around and walked towards the school grounds.

"No, child, your future is still very long and bright. I hope you will carry on with the glory of the Donna family, instead of sticking to a border town."

"Your happiness will come tomorrow, but unfortunately it doesn't belong to us."

Note 1: The relationship between Nubis and Merk is very complicated. He regards Merck as his son, but his identity is the retainer of the Donner family.

Note 2: Don't be so serious in the overhead world. After all, in the age of magic, people can give birth. There are many, many, many people in this world!
The reason Lucis has only one son is that Merck's mother died after giving birth to Merck, and the world practices monogamy.

However, aristocratic marriages are generally political marriages, and many husband and wife have no feelings for each other.

Aristocrats generally have many mistresses to meet their psychological and physical needs.

Bastards or illegitimate children do not enjoy inheritance rights and are not recognized by everyone.

But Lucy Donald is the first affectionate in the town of Norrell, and he has no mistress.

(End of this chapter)