Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

Don't think that giving cows, sheep and some vegetable seeds is not in line with the dignity of the nobles. In this world, this is already considered a generous gift among the minor nobles.

Many times, even a few beautiful servants are not worth as much as these large livestock.

"Thank you Lord Boris, Lord Boris, you have been bumpy all the way, let's enter the castle first and then talk!" Narant looked at a few cows and sheep, such a heavy gift was unexpected.

Of course, I also secretly speculated in my heart that Boris's appetite for coming this time is probably not small.

"Excuse me then!" Boris saw the happy look on Narant's face, and he was also overjoyed.

Although Narant came to Stormland and came up with salt and brown sugar bread, after all, he was only the second son of a baron and had relatively little experience.

Then the request that you want to make later will have a much higher probability of success.

At the moment, the two nobles, each with their own thoughts, happily walked towards the castle on the red carpet.

While walking, Boris looked at the mottled city wall from time to time.

The gray-black and moss-covered wall tiles, the dilapidated and unsecured castle gate, were very consistent with the land of doom he had heard before.

This castle has been breached four times and is called the lord's grave by individual nobles. The name is indeed worthy of the name.

"salute!"

However, just as Boris passed through the gate, a shout suddenly came from inside.

Clang Clang!

Before Boris could react, there was a series of scabbard sounds from the front.

"This...!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Boris was a little surprised.

A total of ten guards stood in two rows facing each other, standing neatly on both sides of the red carpet.

The long swords of the ten guards have been unsheathed and pointed diagonally upward, forming a cross in front of the red carpet.

Not to mention, although I have never seen such a strange thing before, but seeing the guards as motionless as rocks, without squinting, Boris has an illusion, feeling that these guards are better than the eight he has worked so hard to cultivate. The knights are also elite.

This is not over yet. As he continued to move forward side by side with Narant, the next moment, a scene that surprised Boris even more appeared.

Whenever the two of them were about to walk in front of a pair of guards, the two guards would pull back the long swords that were raised obliquely and put them in front of their faces in a neat and uniform manner, clearing the road in front of the red carpet.

Their movements are clean and neat, giving people an unprecedented sense of ritual.

"This..." Facing this never-before-seen welcome ceremony, Boris actually felt a faint sense of pleasure, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Lord Narant, how did you train your guards? Yes? And this welcome ceremony..."

"Your Excellency Boris laughed, because it was boring to stay in the territory, so I randomly arranged some guard salutes. As for the training... I didn't do much training. I usually let them stand in place for a while, and then unify their movements!" Narant heard the words and answered modestly.

"Is that so!" Boris rolled his eyes. He didn't believe that a team with uniform movements like the training office could be so simple.

Not to mention combat power, at least it looks no less than his elite cavalry.

However, the method of training the guards also belongs to the privacy of each nobleman, so he will not ask more, so as not to be abrupt.

With Thomas leading the way, the two came directly to the castle hall.

Because there is no money to decorate and repair, Narant Castle is naturally very simple now.

Only a few old copper candlesticks and a few wooden carved wall hangings that are not very valuable~www.readwn.com~ barely make the hall not so bare.

Fortunately, Boris knew the details of Narant before he came, and he also came with a purpose, so he didn't care about it.

"Your Excellency Boris, please take a seat!"

Narant took Boris to an extended sofa and politely gestured to Boris.

"Thank you!" Boris nodded and went on naturally.

"Huh!" However, just after he took his seat, he suddenly noticed something different, and he was surprised when he lowered his head.

"This is the monster wolf's skin **** Reese, who is surprised. In this shabby hall, there is a monster's fur cushion, which is as surprising as a three-colored chicken in a chicken coop.

"Haha, don't take it offend Boris Your Excellency, I just killed a wind blade wolf a few days ago, so I used it as a cushion!" Narant said with a smile.

Because the hall is so shabby, even the top-grade goose down on this wooden sofa can't afford it.

In the end, Thomas, after asking for instructions, cleaned the skin of the wind blade wolf overnight, and then dried it and used it as a cushion. Unexpectedly, Boris found it immediately.

It has to be said that the insight of the old-fashioned aristocrats should not be underestimated, at least in terms of enjoyment, he is unmatched.

"Beheaded the wind blade wolf?" Boris was a little surprised.

Narant is the first-level Bronze Knight, and he was able to kill the demon beast wolf, which is too brave.

However, after thinking about it, this kind of thing happens occasionally in the aristocratic circle. As long as you pay a few people's lives as the price, low-level monsters are still easy to deal with.

So, he immediately turned his attention to the issue after the death of the Wind Blade Wolf.

"Lord Narant, doesn't that mean that you have a lot of monster meat in your castle?"