Fantasy Lords: Starting with the Pioneer Knight.

in the room.

Count Engel's mood fluctuated slightly.

After a while, his fluctuating heart gradually calmed down.

"You may be right!"

"The situation may not be that bad, but what if?"

"The damage caused by the divine revelation will be unimaginable. Countless lives in the entire Northland Province will probably be ruined."

"Thor, you are the eagle of our Dressrosa family, and you will also be the future of the Dressrosa family. I don't want anything to happen to you. Even if it means paying some price, I think it is worth it."

Count Engel took a deep breath, looked at Thor, and spoke seriously.

Listening to Count Engel's words, Thor subconsciously opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, I'll help you prepare."

"You should stay at home these days!"

"I will withdraw Ren and the others as soon as possible!"

Engel looked at Thor's silence and couldn't help but speak in a deep voice.

By now he had made up his mind.

Indeed, what Thor said was right.

But after all, this involves "divine enlightenment", and any caution is not too much.

In particular, Thor has shown such talent, and he is likely to be another sky knight in the future.

As long as they can safely break through to the Sky Knights, the entire family will truly have a chance to rise. Even if there is only one possibility, Count Engel no longer wants his son to take risks.

And looking at his father's determined look.

Thor pondered for a moment, then spoke again.

"Father, the flowers in the greenhouse can never withstand wind and rain."

"Do you believe me?"

At this moment, he made up his mind.

He must go to the territory.

If there is a real danger, the daily intelligence system will inform it months in advance. In this case, it is naturally impossible for him to accept it if he is asked to abandon his territory directly.

Especially now that everything in the territory is moving in a good direction.

As long as he continues, becoming a viscount is an inevitable result, and he even has the possibility of attacking the earl.

Staying in the family, maybe with the help of the contract, he has the possibility of becoming a Sky Knight.

But further up.

His target is not just Sky Knight.

But a higher level.

"Thor, you!"

Listening to his son's words, Count Engel couldn't help but frown.

"Father, you should have guessed that I am favored by the goddess of life. I can sense the coming of crises as well as the coming of opportunities."

"The Northland Province is my opportunity. I hope my father will not stop it."

Thor spoke seriously, looking at his father.

At this moment, he didn't say anything except his own golden finger, but the rest was already obvious.

It was because of this period of getting along that Count Engel gave him enough trust that he dared to speak like this.

And listening to his son's words, looking at his serious expression.

Count Engel's frown deepened.

It wasn't Thor's words that surprised him much.

Even Thor didn't say these things.

But Count Engel can actually sense something.

What he cared about was the determination in Thor's words.

"Thor, do you know that there are not a few people on this continent who are favored by the goddess of life, but not everyone who is favored can have smooth sailing."

"Accidents can happen at any time. Perceiving danger does not mean avoiding danger."

After a moment of silence, with his son's eyes still on him, Count Engel's voice sounded again.

"I see."

"Father."

"But as I said, the flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand the wind and rain. My goal is not just a sky knight. I want to see a higher level and a higher sky."

Thor nodded, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. Engel's words had obviously been relaxed, so he quickly added something again.

"call!"

"As long as you understand."

"The eagle has spread its wings. It's hard for me to make a decision for you now. I hope you won't regret it."

After taking a deep look at Thor, Count Engel finally did not persist, but nodded in agreement.

"Thank you father."

At this moment, Thor breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, go and prepare. I hope it's as you said."

"Remember, if it's not right, don't insist, leave immediately. Only by living can you have a broader future and be able to see the higher sky."

Count Engel waved his hand and spoke again.

Thor nodded, and then slowly retreated.

Watching Thor leave, Count Engel couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong.

Reason told him that he should force Thor to stay.

With Thor's talent, there is almost a 70-80% chance of joining the Sky Knights in the future.

And with a Sky Knight, the Dressrosa family can be even more prosperous.

But Thor's words still touched him.

Now that the young eagle has spread its wings.

As a father, he should not interfere too much.

My thoughts are flying and my thoughts are intertwined.

After a while.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Count Engel's thoughts were pulled back, and his words immediately rang out.

"Sir, are you looking for me?"

Michael walked in with a confused look on his face.

"Hold on!"

Count Engel spoke, then picked up the quill and started writing quickly.

After a while, a brand new parchment was written.

"Michael, pass on this information and convey it through the eagle."

Count Engel spoke and handed over what he had just written in his hand.

"The eagle conveys it?"

"This is?"

Listening to Count Engel's words, Michael couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"If nothing else, there should be people from the Church of Aberrant God active in the Northland Province, hoping to set off another divine revelation."

Count Engel explained softly.

"what?"

Listening to Count Engel's words, Michael's expression couldn't help but change.

"Sir, are you telling the truth?"

Seemingly understanding his gaffe, Michael couldn't help but speak cautiously again.

"There should be no problem."

Count Engel nodded.

"this!"

Michael's right hand couldn't help but tremble, and there was a look of shock on his face.