Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

As time trickled by, the castle descended further into chaos.

Flames erupted everywhere, accompanied by desperate pleas and screams.

On the way, Li Wei even encountered a soldier dragging a blonde maid into a room, intending to commit an unspeakable act.

Although he was accustomed to life and death, he still felt disgusted and repulsed by such acts of violence.

He kicked the soldier against the wall without hesitation.

With his strength, the hundred-plus-pound broadsword felt as light as a needle in his hand; even a casual kick was more than the guard could withstand, turning him into a pile of mush.

The maid, experiencing a double dose of fright, turned pale and could only stammer a thank you.

Li Wei ignored her and continued forward.

He killed the guard purely out of disgust for his actions, not to save the maid.

However, to Li Wei's surprise, Lia in his arms didn't ask him to save the maid; instead, she remained calm.

“I thought you were going to ask me to save her.”

Li Wei chuckled twice.

“This kind of thing is happening everywhere in the castle right now; it’s impossible to save everyone.”

Lia shook her head.

“Looks like you’re not as stupid as I thought.”

……

Li Wei was one and eight-tenths of a *ren* tall (1.8 meters), with a tall and well-proportioned figure. Lia was only about one and six-tenths of a *ren* tall, like a large doll.

Holding her was no different from holding a slightly larger plush toy, except she was soft, warm, and alive.

Originally, Lia had regained her mobility, but Li Wei thought she was too slow, so he simply carried her the whole time.

Along the way, the two encountered guards blocking their path, but unfortunately, no one could withstand a single move from Li Wei.

With simple slashes, he could cut these guards and their armor in half with one strike.

This was thanks to the fact that the longsword in Li Wei's hand was made of mithril, a treasure that only the elves could forge.

Li Wei won this sword in a duel. It was originally called “Gentle Breeze,” the heirloom sword of an unlucky baron. Later, he found the name unpleasant and changed it to “Holy Sword.”

From then on, no one dared to bet valuable items with him in the dueling arena.

The idea of getting rich through duels died in its infancy.

The sword's ability to cut through iron like mud was not just talk. Combined with his terrifying strength, whether the enemy wore armor or not had little impact on him; it just required a little more force.

If it were an ordinary longsword, even if it were made of refined steel, it wouldn't withstand his usage and would have shattered long ago.

The only downside was that it was too light. The blade was slender and engraved with delicate patterns, like something a woman would use.

Using it felt like using an embroidery needle.

If he hadn't temporarily found a more suitable weapon, Li Wei would have thrown it into his inventory to gather dust long ago.

When he had time, Li Wei planned to have a broadsword specially forged, three or four *ren* long and half a *ren* wide.

Even if it wasn't sharpened, as long as he held it and spun it around, no one could get close to that range.

Grazing would cause injury, contact would mean death; it would be a complete meat grinder on the battlefield.

Guided by Lia, Li Wei didn't get lost this time and quickly rushed out of the castle, heading towards the city of Colen below.

This castle was guarded on a small mountain, with a main road wide enough for two carriages to pass side by side, leading to the city of Colen at the foot of the mountain. The surrounding areas were covered in meticulously manicured lawns and several gravel paths.

Some areas of the lawn were also planted with tulips and shrubs trimmed into various shapes.

This small mountain was surrounded by three-*ren*-high iron fences painted with an unknown dye.

Without a doubt, this city-castle of the Iseli family was the most magnificent and luxurious building in Colen.

It also indirectly reflected the prosperity of Colen and the wealth of the Iseli family.

After all, there were very few nobles in Debe who could build a city-castle within a city.

Most nobles didn't even have a decent castle.

The outer perimeter was full of soldiers searching with torches. Taking advantage of the night, Li Wei took Lia and jumped out from a secluded spot.

With his current superhuman physique, he could jump over the three-*ren* height with a simple crouch.

He was very familiar with Colen City, having spent several years here. Without Lia's guidance, he took advantage of the night and ran towards the arena in the city.

He still had a subordinate inside.

He would definitely take it with him when he left this time.

After experiencing so many things in one night, the sky began to lighten.

Arriving at a stable outside the arena, Li Wei put Lia down.

“Hide here for a while. I have something to take care of inside, and it’s not convenient to bring you in.”

Lia nodded. Now that Li Wei was her only reliance, she could only obey.

“The city of Colen is full of patrolling and searching soldiers right now. Remember, don’t run around.”

After another warning, Li Wei stealthily climbed into the arena.

This arena was the starting point of his fortune, so he was familiar with the routes. After knocking out a few guards, Li Wei arrived at a dungeon.

This was where the gladiators that the arena relied on for survival were imprisoned, and Li Wei's subordinate was a green-skinned orc that he had subdued.

When he ran from the Western Border to Colen, he had spent almost all of his money, so he took up his old profession and dueled with other gladiators in the arena.

And his heroic and divine figure had also subdued this orc in the arena.

After entering, Li Wei didn't need to search specifically. Listening to the deafening snores, he came to a cell.

Inside, an orc who was fully two and a half *ren* tall and estimated to weigh six hundred pounds was fast asleep.

His muscles were knotted all over his body, and his arms were thicker than Lia's waist.

The enormous weight caused the bed boards to creak, unable to bear the load.

This was a behemoth, and a punch would undoubtedly smash a person into a small pancake.

Compared to it, the one-and-eight-tenths-*ren*-tall Li Wei was as thin as a little kid.

Before Li Wei came, this orc was the king of this arena, with no defeats.

But after Li Wei came, he was getting beaten up every day.

After all, the size difference between the two was very sensational, easily eliciting the adrenaline of those nobles, making them roar red-faced.

Therefore, the arena owner kept fleecing it, until Li Wei left.

The iron gate made of thumb-thick iron bars was just a formality for both Li Wei and this orc.

Li Wei just gently exerted force, and with a series of teeth-aching sounds, the iron gate was pried open to a size that could accommodate one person passing through.

“Zat.”

Arriving next to it, Li Wei called out.

As a result, this guy scratched his butt, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Li Wei did not hesitate and directly slapped him across the face.

Smack!

A crisp sound.

“Who's the bastard who dares to hit Grandpa Zat?!?”

The orc woke up instantly, roaring.

Zat only felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been hit by a boulder.

When he came back to his senses and saw Li Wei standing next to him with a smile, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

“Boss…”