From Baron to Lord

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Chapter 226: Completing the Mission, Difficult-to-Translate Minor Languages (1)

Three days later, Allen had thoroughly swept through the Lionheart Duchy's capital and all its surrounding territories, effectively reclaiming the entire duchy.

Of course, a small portion of the credit belonged to other earls, but under the dazzling presence of Allen, these earls instantly became insignificant.

This was Allen's second time in the capital, and he could almost recall the scene from a few months prior.

Back then, the capital was incredibly prosperous, and he was just a baron, albeit about to become an earl.

It was his first time seeing such a bustling city.

However, that was during peacetime. Although Allen had already gained fame on the battlefield, he was merely an idol to some young people in the capital.

Back then, most of those who came to see him on the streets were young people, who always admired the strong.

But this time was different. Allen, clad in golden knight armor, wearing the Golden Mask, rode Silver Moon Wolf slowly into the gate he had entered before.

Inside the capital covered in white snow, people of all ages, men and women, were eagerly awaiting Allen's appearance with wide eyes.

The moment Allen appeared riding Silver Moon Wolf, everyone from the street entrance began to cheer.

The name they praised and extolled was only one: Allen.

The entire street was packed with people. From the city gate to the royal palace was nearly thirty miles, and along the way, the entire street was almost overflowing with people. Allen could even see that the surrounding houses and distant alleys were filled with people.

This time, truly everyone, young and old, men and women, had come, their eyes filled with respect and admiration.

Most of them knelt before Allen, a sight rarely seen except when the Grand Duke traveled.

The Grand Duke had given them everything: peace, land, and even life.

And Allen had given them hope and a second life, a great being who had pulled them back from the brink of slavery.

In a sense, Allen's position in everyone's hearts at this moment was not much different from that of Grand Duke Lionheart.

Fortunately, although these commoners were very enthusiastic, none of them occupied the main street. They merely cheered, worshipped, and blessed him from both sides of the road.

Allen led his men from the capital's gate to a huge square in front of the royal palace and stopped.

Immediately, his warriors formed a circle around him, while Allen turned Silver Moon Wolf around, facing the dense, endless crowd of commoners before him.

They were still cheering, praising, and extolling Allen's name.

Especially the young noble ladies, most of whom had just returned from other territories, were going crazy for Allen, screaming, and each wishing they could take off their clothes and jump into Allen's arms.

Allen smiled at everyone, and with his right hand, he took off his mask, revealing a handsome face.

"Ah, ah, ah! Lord Allen!"

Seeing Allen remove his mask, many noble ladies fainted directly from excitement.

Allen could only helplessly smile. He waved his right hand at everyone and then pressed down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Soon, the dense, endless crowd throughout the capital quickly quieted down.

Only then did Allen reveal a smile.

"Citizens of the Lionheart Duchy, I am Earl Allen of the Direwolf."

"In the past period, the Lionheart Duchy has suffered from the ravages of war. The incompetent Second Prince Lexton brought wolves into our home, and the despicable and shameless Gust conspired with those greedy and shameless scraps of the Shacke Duchy to try to annex our Lionheart Duchy!"

"These barbaric, cold-blooded, and greedy fellows have run rampant in our territory, plundering our wealth and humiliating our people!"

"But now, everything is over!"

"The scraps of the Shacke Duchy have been slaughtered! I have washed away the humiliation you suffered with their flesh and blood!"

"Our territory has also been completely recovered. Let us cheer, let us celebrate! Everything is over!"

Allen said loudly, and immediately the originally quiet scene boiled again.

"From today onwards, you will no longer be harmed by war. From today onwards, the Lionheart Duchy will return to peace!"

Each word Allen spoke raised the atmosphere another notch.

Everyone was cheering. Allen quickly finished speaking and announced that everyone in the capital would enter a time of revelry.

After experiencing the despair of war, the common people needed a grand carnival to buffer the fear in their hearts.

Allen had already left the square. He did not enter the royal palace but stayed in the other courtyard he had stayed in before.

To Allen's surprise, the previous Second Prince Lexton and Marquis Rose had not been killed or taken away but remained in the royal palace's prison.

…Seeking fresh flowers…

By the time people found them, these two were already on the verge of death.

Lexton, the good-for-nothing, was one thing, but the pitiful one was Marquis Rose. To be the only marquis residing in the capital, one could imagine how deeply this marquis had once been trusted by Grand Duke Lionheart.

But this marquis had ruined a perfectly good hand, his battle qi crippled, and he had suffered utter humiliation.

Allen had tried to inquire about the whereabouts of the First Prince Lenason, but Lexton had no idea, only knowing that Lenason seemed to have escaped, but he didn't know where he had run off to.

After the carnival, Allen immediately sent someone to Direwolf Territory to bring back the little princess, Leia.

With spare cavalry, a week's journey only requires a day, and that's considering Leia's physical weakness.

After all, Leia is the monarch's bloodline of this country. Since the First Prince's whereabouts are unknown and the Second Prince is already useless and not far from death, Allen can only bring Leia back.

...00 And he himself was in the villa, examining the things in his hand.

This is an extremely ancient map. The yellowish map feels very textured to the touch, but it can also be kneaded at will, and its material cannot be completely damaged.

The writing on it is extremely ancient, not the common language of the continent in this era. The ancient map depicts detailed routes, mountains, rivers, and so on.

This was the reward Allen received after completing the achievement task.

It looks like a treasure map, but Allen knows that ordinary maps would not attract the system's attention. This ancient map already contains an amazing secret.

It's just that the writing on the map is too ancient. Allen copied some and went to the palace to find a famous scholar, but they could only find that it was an ancient minor language.

In ancient times, the continent had hundreds of languages, and there were several languages ​​popular within each race, and there was no common language for the continent at all.

So, wanting to translate these words gave even the scholar a headache. After all, after the emergence of the common language of the continent, many ancient minor languages ​​have been completely lost.

It is impossible to learn, so it is impossible to translate. "Minor language?"

Allen walked out of the scholar's room. He did remember someone who could translate these languages ​​for him.

Saint Cecil Mina, a person who has self-sealed herself for who knows how many years.

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Chapter 227 Preparing to March to the Duchy of Schalke, the Confused Little Princess (2)

"My Lord!"

Outside the palace, Marco had been waiting for a long time.

"Marco, how are the preparations going?"

Allen put away the map and asked with a smile.

"My Lord, the warriors of the Sirius Territory are ready. In addition, I have also inquired with the other earls, and half of them do not plan to continue following us."

Marco said quickly, a trace of excitement and excitement flashing in his eyes.

Just yesterday, Allen summoned him to Allen's residence. As for the reason, naturally Allen was preparing to do something big.

Allen had said before that his goal was to annex the Duchy of Schalke.

After delaying for more than three days in the capital, Allen was ready to take action.

This period of time can also be regarded as a rest for the warriors. After all, the next step is cross-border operations, and there will not be much rest time.

"Well, don't force it. Let those who are willing to follow me follow, and let those who are unwilling do as they please."

Allen smiled slightly.

"These guys really don't have any knightly spirit. Before, my lord led them to gain glory, made them heroes, let them enjoy the love of countless people, and let them avoid death, but they are so timid!"

Marco is a person with a true knightly spirit. He is very contemptuous and even hates such ungrateful people.

Allen patted Marco on the shoulder. Although this big man has a violent temper and a straightforward personality, no matter what, he is considering for his own sake.

Obviously, they are preparing to annex the Duchy of Schalke. Although the Duchy of Schalke has been directly slaughtered by Allen by 200,000 people, and the high-end combat power has been almost swept away, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. After all, it is a country, and it still has its foundation.

Just say now, the troops of the Duchy of Schalke placed on the border of the Stranfoss Mountains number nearly 100,000.

And the number of warriors inside the duchy should be at least about 100,000.

After all, Duke Schalke did not take away a large number of elites like Duke Ryan.

On the contrary, in order to annex the Duchy of Ryan, this old schemer left a large number of warriors behind in order to take down the Duchy of Ryan in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that this old schemer duke really had bad luck and happened to meet Allen.

He destroyed his army of 200,000, and even coveted his family fortune.

If Duke Schalke, who is far away in the kingdom, knew about this, I wonder what this duke would think.

The army of the Duchy of Schalke has at least 200,000 people. Allen's manpower is going over there, and it is not his home field. The defenses of those main cities are surprisingly strong.

Marco was really worried that there would not be enough manpower.

After all, they don't have an internal agent like Gustav to dismantle the other party's forces for them.

The Duchy of Schalke is different from the Duchy of Ryan. There, no internal strife has broken out.

In other words, they are facing an entire duchy.

This cannot but worry Marco.

In fact, after waking up from the initial excitement and fantasy, most of the earls clearly thought about this issue.

From the initial excitement and enthusiasm when Allen proposed annexing the Duchy of Schalke, to the complete calm down now, the ideas must be completely different.

Allen had been mentally prepared for this for a long time.

These days, do you think the national war is really that easy?

Think about how Gustav waited for this opportunity after lurking for ten years.

Does Allen have the time and energy to lurk?