Throne of the North

What to do? Should I kill her?

To be fair, Ryan always stands on the side of the Empire. Even if there is no Empire, he has no good feelings towards the existence of the Church.

The privileges and status brought by faith have corrupted the lord's royal power.

He had noticed that the missionaries of the Church had a way to detect that he had touched the Dawn Doctrine, so he had the intention to kill these people and wrote those letters.

If the Marquis of the North Wind could kill these missionaries, Ryan would be happy to see that the Church might never know some things, and Ryan would save a lot of trouble.

Looking at the archbishop in front of him, Ryan did not make up his mind for a long time.

There was no way. He thought that it would be difficult for him now to kill the legendary knight, let alone to be silent.

So...

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, why are you here again?"

Ryan ignored the blood on the other party and asked.

"Sir Ryan."

Adriana saluted Ryan and said:

"I am leaving now. Please believe that the light of the dawn will shine on this land in the near future."

Ryan frowned.

"Archbishop, I said I am not a believer of the dawn, I am a baron of the empire."

Adriana did not explain anything, but handed a token to Ryan.

"That snow eagle is the mount I captured in the north. It cannot go back to the south with me, so I gave it to you, Sir Ryan."

Ryan's eyes lit up.

"Archbishop, do you want to use holy water to heal your injury?"

The Archbishop of Big Wave in front of him was also stunned, only to see that Ryan had already taken out the holy water.

This was still her gift to the other party.

Bathed in the light of the holy water, the Archbishop's complexion was visibly better.

"Thank you very much."

The expressions of both of them were a little weird. This was originally the Vatican's thing, but now the Archbishop of the Vatican needed to thank him.

But Ryan was professionally trained and would not reveal his expression.

"Sir Ryan, the light of dawn will surely dispel the coldness of the North."

When leaving, the Archbishop's expression was extremely serious.

"Of course I believe in the power of the gods."

Watching the Archbishop heading towards the Andara Kingdom, Ryan guessed that he would use the power of the Feathered Dragon Legion to return to the south.

So... the matter in the North Wind Province is over?

I'm afraid not.

These missionaries of the Church are just scouts. What kind of information will they send back to the Church?

Ryan didn't know, but information like stubbornness and difficulty in education must be indispensable.

The information they conveyed will determine the Church's true attitude towards the North Wind Province.

The next time, it may not be a few missionaries and some shady assassins.

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"Lord Marquis, under your wise and powerful command, the missionaries of the Church will never dare to covet the land of the empire again."

"This is the victory of the empire, and it also belongs to your glory."

"Hahahaha, Garder, this is not only mine, but also yours. I will not ignore the credit of Beifeng Province."

The Marquis of Beifeng laughed happily, and the lords around him echoed him.

He reported the deaths of those lords back to the south of the empire as quickly as possible, but unexpectedly, the royal family and the nobles did not have too much anger about the deaths of these lords, but only told them that they would blame the Church for this.

The rest of the warning that he must not let the nobles die again, the Marquis of Beifeng did not care.

What a joke, the Church had been repelled by him, how could there be nobles killing each other in Beifeng Province itself.

Suddenly thinking of Lingdu County, the Marquis of Beifeng restrained his smile.

"Write a letter and ask Viscount Miles and Viscount Dragun to come see me."

The death of these pioneering lords, even if serious, would not happen within the empire, but on the battlefield in the south. However, the death of a viscount, no matter how he died, is a major event in the empire.

For a long time, this matter will not be buried.

"Mr. Marquis, the North Wind Province will be yours in the future. Do you think... you can consider the wealth that belongs to you?"

Lord Gardel next to him suggested that this descendant from the ancient Rose Family has now become a military advisor in the circle.

"Gardel, what do you mean?"

"The wealth of the other world, as a marquis and governor, how can you watch other small nobles gain so much?"

"You have been canonized, and your future economic source will depend on your own territory..."

Gardel reminded, and the Marquis of the North Wind reacted.

Indeed, it cannot be seen in the short term, but in the long run, it will not work without a stable source of wealth.

Relying on farming alone, he cannot create miracles every day, so it is definitely not feasible.

"Is that so..."

"My Lord Baron, my master asked me to tell you that the Marquis summoned him and Viscount Dragun to Thundercloud Mountain."

A servant who looked like a butler came to the Frozen Territory and informed Ryan of this.

"The two Viscounts?"

Ryan blinked. He was still dealing with the faith of the God of Light, so it was probably not aimed at him.

Then, it was the death of the previous Viscount Dragun.

The death of a viscount noble had not made any noise before, but this does not mean that this incident did not cause any fluctuations in the southern part of the empire.

The letter sent by the Clayton family before mentioned this incident, and the nobles even used this incident to question the royal family.

Later, the bright pioneers came to the North Wind Province, and some of the lords from the noble families were able to obtain this fiefdom and title, which was also the reason for this doubt.

The two viscounts were not so stupid. It would be fine if they simply called themselves, but if they called each other, then there was only one thing that could be connected.

Viscount Miles was naturally a little panicked, so he sent someone to tell Baron Ryan, hoping that he would have some way.

What can I do about this...

Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly. This kind of thing, of course, belongs to the two viscount families, and he will not get involved.

It is not impossible to continue to weaken the majesty of the two viscounts in Lingdu County.

Five days later.

Master Ryan, who was inspecting the progress of the terraced fields and frightened a group of serfs, received a letter from afar.

His palms clenched tightly, and some hard letters were broken by him.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the Marquis's thinking would change so quickly. As soon as the missionaries of the Church left, he turned around and set his sights on the big piece of meat in the other world."

The letter in Ryan's hand came from a noble in Leiyun County. After all, he still had some land there and had a good relationship with the nobles around him.

More importantly, in the eyes of the Marquis Beifeng, the bright pioneers who followed him to Beifeng Province, those lords, were his own people, and the others, even the nobles of Leiyun County, had to rank behind.

This ranking also directly led to the division of interests.

So, Baron Ryan received the letter at the first time.