Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

"Do you know any magic? The more powerful, the better?"

The Lord stared intently at the Dragon Soul, ready to erase a red dragon named Diggon from existence the moment it uttered the word "yes."

In his eyes, magic was something used by insidious people, and one could easily be caught off guard, especially when dealing with a dragon that was powerful in life.

"Even dragon language magic requires magic power as a cost. I... I only have a sliver of my true spirit left and can't cast any magic," the red dragon said, shaking its head with difficulty, but quickly added, "But I know many secrets unknown to the world, and I can control the dragon flames on this sword. I'm useful, my lord!"

"Congratulations, your honesty has earned you a chance to live."

Diggon wanted to say, 'Was it really honesty?'

Even a goblin could see what it was for.

But now that the dragon was under someone else's roof, it wisely didn't say much, only showing an expression of gratitude.

The holy light around Levi faded as he looked at Sylvia, who was pretending to be aloof but secretly eavesdropping, "Ms. Sylvia, thank you for your trouble. I will go to Gunda next month."

"Alright, now that what I promised you is done, I'll leave first." She nodded and turned away without hesitation, her figure quickly disappearing from the Lord's sight.

Levi breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that she would be interested in a dragon's treasure, but obviously, she wasn't a chromatic dragon, but a silver dragon, the most benevolent towards humans.

Afterward, he couldn't wait to rush back to Highcliff Fortress, encountering the barbarians training with their arms exposed along the way.

These guys' physical fitness was now so good that they didn't fear the cold with just a little activity. Some were even rolling in the snow, their bodies emitting heat as if they were collectively smoking opium, surrounded by mist.

The newcomers to Highcliff Fortress watched in stunned silence.

"Boss, is the problem solved?" They asked, seeing Levi hurrying along.

"Solved." Levi nodded and mysteriously gave the order: "Block off the area near where I live, but don't alarm the ordinary residents."

The barbarians immediately grabbed their battle axes, put on their armor, and urgently replaced the vassal tribesmen guarding the posts. The Fede archers climbed onto the watchtowers, their sharp eyes scanning in all directions.

At this time, the core area of Highcliff Fortress was under strict lockdown, and not even a snowbird could fly in.

The leaders of Highcliff Fortress, although they didn't know what was going on, all took the initiative to stand outside the Lord's door, like door gods, and anyone who approached suspiciously would be met with their iron fists.

"Now, where are your treasures hidden?"

The Lord took out Diggon's Howl again.

Logically speaking, the system inventory couldn't store items other than horses, but the intelligent red dragon was no problem at all.

Levi had also taken the opportunity to ask what it was like inside, and the answer was a darkness where the passage of time couldn't be felt.

"Ahem, does my lord remember that I was killed by enemies in the abyss?" Diggon said cautiously.

"Huh? You don't mean to say your treasures are all hidden in the abyss?!" The Lord's eyes were dangerous.

"No, no." It quickly shook its head, afraid of a holy light baptism coming down on it: "Please allow me to tell you something."

"My lord, you should know that the world we are in is called the Material Plane, right?" Diggon continued after receiving a confirming reply, "The Material Plane is like the yolk inside a bird's egg, and outside it are countless worlds and planes. Although they are separated from the Material Plane, they exist based on it."

Levi nodded, signaling him to continue.

This theory was known to anyone with a bit of status and power. It was a conclusion reached by those mages and was once a subject of academic study for all mages.

Now it was no longer a shocking statement and there was nothing to be surprised about.

"I was born in a small plane. There were no decent powerhouses in this plane, so I was able to grow up, eventually rule the entire plane, and spread the title of 'Crimson Wings,' which is known in many worlds," it said, revealing a proud expression.

Generally speaking, a reputation that can spread across various planes means at least a legendary powerhouse. This red dragon could fight to the thirty-sixth level of the abyss, which meant it was a character, probably around the legendary level.

However, the pride on Diggon's face was quickly replaced by flattery as it continued: "I don't know how it happened, but the abyss's portal linked to my plane. Those demons wantonly slaughtered my slaves, and you should know what happened next."

"In a fit of rage, I broke into the abyss and slaughtered them wantonly, but when I reached the thirty-sixth level, I was killed by that god."

Diggon's face was full of resentment.

Levi looked at it like he was looking at an idiot. This guy was a typical case of being used to being king in his own little world, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson in the abyss. Now he was probably completely honest.

Levi tapped the table and asked calmly, "So, your treasures are all hidden in that plane?"

"Yes, I was afraid I would escape back, so the portal to the abyss was also closed by the other party, so my birthplace must not have been occupied by the abyss," Diggon nodded.

"Are you kidding me?" Receiving a confirming answer, the Lord sneered, the coldness contained within enough to freeze three feet of flames.

"Let's not talk about whether I have the ability to establish a link to a plane portal, but just how to find your plane is a problem!"

It could be said that the planes outside the Material Plane were as numerous as hairs on a cow. To accurately locate a plane among so many planes was even more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

And now Highcliff Fortress only had a group of low-end shamans and priests to make up the numbers, and not even a proper mage. The portal was to Highcliff Fortress like a steam train was to this world, something that could only be seen but not touched.

"My lord, I know the coordinates of my plane! If you can build a portal, you will definitely be able to reach my plane," Diggon said immediately in a loud voice.

"What do you want?" Levi was silent for a moment and continued to ask.

There was no such thing as unprovoked benefits or unprovoked loyalty in this world.

Although this red dragon seemed to have temporarily submitted to him, it was only out of fear of his strength. After all, it was an old geezer who had lived for thousands of years, and who knew what tricks it had up its sleeve.

Therefore, it was better to be frank.

The red dragon was stunned for a moment, and then its gaze actually calmed down: "Revenge!"

It could be said that it only had a sliver of its true spirit left now. Only a god could revive it, and it had to be a god who was proficient in the laws of life. So its only wish now was to kill the person who had turned it into what it was now.

"Are you kidding me? The one who killed you was a genuine god. Not to mention me, even if you were in your prime, the two of us would probably be kicked around like a ball!"

The Lord was very self-aware. From the last move, he knew that he was definitely not his opponent.

He also knew that the guys who could be called gods were completely different species from mortals, and the gap between them was even greater than that between ants and humans.

"I know." Diggon nodded as a matter of course. It seemed that because it had been honest, it had relaxed a lot and was leisurely swimming in the air: "So I didn't want you to take revenge now. You are the most peculiar human I have ever seen."

"You clearly haven't been promoted to the legendary level, but you have the strength of a legend. This situation is completely contrary to common sense."

"Maybe I'm a rare genius?" The Lord smiled dismissively.

So the Lord learned for the first time how a dragon rolls its eyes.

"In short, you are a mysterious guy. I don't know why, but I always feel that you can be promoted to become a god. I didn't even think I could become a god..." Diggon muttered.

The Lord noticed something and asked with a start, "Do you know how to become a god?"

"You should first be promoted to a legend, otherwise you won't even live for a hundred years, and you're still thinking about becoming a god?" Diggon chuckled twice. "A hundred years is enough for me to take a few naps."

Its tone was full of the contempt of a long-lived species for a short-lived species.

After all, a dragon can pass on for ten generations, and people are gone while the dragon is still there. It's not just talk.

"That's right, aiming too high is not a good thing." Levi nodded, and then directly took it back into the item bar without waiting for it to refuse.

He looked at the firewood burning in the fireplace and fell into deep thought. At first, he thought that Diggon's treasure was richer than a country.

But he didn't expect that the other party actually ruled an entire plane, which was definitely more than just richer than a country, and it was worth him searching for.

Secondly, going to Gunda had to be put on the agenda. Fadil had told him before that the "Holy Word Codex" had a method for advancing to legend.

Although his strength was still at the top in the Material Plane, people had to learn to be prepared for danger.

...

In this way, Highcliff Fortress had a rare month of peace with everyone present. On a clear morning in September, when the king's second invitation was delivered by the Griffin Knight, Levi knew it was time to go to Gunda.

Levi didn't bring too many people. After all, it was ostensibly just to attend a victory banquet, and he had other purposes, so the fewer people, the better.

He only brought Mil, Zart, Sam, Heather, and Layton, plus a mixed team and a few rabbit maidens, for a total of only thirty people.

He didn't even bring Sophia. After all, knowing that there were magic circles in the palace that could restrain dragons, if he still brought Sophia, then his brain would really be eaten by goblins.

They had to go to Whiteflow City first to meet with the people from the Northern Territory who were also attending the banquet, and then set off together for Gunda.

After all, they had solved the demon crisis that threatened the entire Debe, and almost everyone who participated in the war was invited.

The entire journey on the map was a hook, and it would take almost a month just to travel.

Because it was snowing heavily now, the roads were almost covered with snow, making it difficult to increase speed.

Especially since they had to take care of those delicate rabbit girls.

Fortunately, there was Weeping Wind. This three-headed dog, which had mastered the power of fire elements, made the back feel as hot as being in a greenhouse. The Lord directly arranged for several rabbit girls to sit on it.

Each of them covered their mouths and exclaimed in its speed, and after adapting, they laughed "giggle", with a bit of exotic flavor.

When a grid of squares came into view, with vast and boundless farmland, it meant that the Highcliff Fortress team had left the wilderness and entered the Northern Territory.

And this was the most famous Golden Radiance Plain in the Northern Territory.

Whenever autumn came, the plain, which was full of rice ears, seemed to be covered with a layer of gold, shining with dazzling golden light under the sunlight.

It should be known that the annual grain output here accounts for almost one-tenth of the Northern Territory.

But who would have known that this place was still a wilderness ten years ago.

Under Flynna's bold reforms, this place had actually become one of the granaries of the Northern Territory.

Because this place was directly under the Duke's fief, there were not too many exorbitant taxes, and even ordinary farmers lived quite well. They wore decent clothes, had bright faces, and watched a group of half-grown children running in the fields, flying self-made kites.

Teams of cavalry patrolled the distant avenues, keeping them safe from thieves and bandits.

This rare pastoral scene was difficult to see throughout Debe.

It could be seen that there was a reason why Flynna was so supported.

In fact, the last few years had been relatively difficult years.

Because the weather was cold, the crops were not only growing poorly, but even the harvest was less than before.

But the farmers did not put in less effort for this reason. Instead, they worked even more carefully than before, weeding, fertilizing, driving away insects, and even knocking open the ice on the distant river and using waterwheels to irrigate.

Nothing was left out, because they firmly believed that one sweat meant one harvest, and the gods were watching their efforts. Even if this year's harvest was not good, it would always be made up for next year.

And once they fell into laziness, they would be disgusted by the gods and would lose their wives, daughters, wealth, and home.

Unfortunately, these farmers didn't know one thing, planting always depended on three points on human effort and seven points on the weather.

Just as they were living a day no different from usual, the Golden Radiance Plain actually welcomed a strange team.

Whether it was people or something, it was very strange.

This team was neither a merchant caravan, nor a wandering poet, nor a mercenary. After all, no one had ever heard of mercenaries traveling with a few delicate and beautiful alien girls.

The farmers in the surrounding villages cast curious glances, and some of the bolder children even followed along in groups, looking at them with curious and envious eyes.

This team was only about thirty people, but the composition was diverse. There were orcs, goblins, centaurs, and rabbit people, and there was even an elf with relatively dark skin. They had never heard of elves being this color.

Those orc warriors and centaur warriors were all very exaggerated in size. Even their fists were bigger than their heads.

Even the strongest guard knight on the Golden Radiance Plain, when placed among them, was like a bear cub and its fat and strong father.