Throne of the North

After everyone swore to give up their nobility status, Ryan looked at these people on a whim.

"According to the oath you just made, swear to the spirit of the stag in the continent of Exnir."

Although they didn't understand the reason, Baron Azhe and others still did it.

Ryan looked at his spiritual panel, okay, no reaction.

With the oath witnessed by the Lord of the Morning, these people would not have the power to resist him in their own territory.

Ryan looked at the soldiers and maids around him.

"You should have heard it too, now you are my soldiers and slaves."

These soldiers looked at each other, then knelt down and pledged their loyalty to Ryan.

"very good."

Ryan found a leather stool and sat down, but this time, these former nobles all stood and did not dare to cross.

"Are you all mage apprentices? That's right. There is no possibility of becoming a knight here."

"Tell me about the situation here. Are there any other noble territories around? I need people now."

"This... where to start?"

Everyone else looked at Ya Zhe, who seemed to have a little bit to do with Ryan.

Yazhe paused for a moment and then said:

"Ryan...what you want to know, sir, is what is around besides us."

"Then let's start from...a month ago."

"A month ago, we were very wealthy here, with over 800 slaves and over 200 soldiers. In addition to us, there were five or six barons and lords."

"There are also four or five noble territories around. There is a mage tower a dozen miles to the south. They taught us meditation after paying the price of gold coins."

"I don't know if it goes further south, but the magician from the Mage Tower said that there is a furnace city burning with earth fire on the southern coast, which is not eroded by the cold winter."

"But that all changed one day a month ago."

"A group of evil devil believers came to our door. They invited us to sacrifice to the devil and we would get food and fire. But in fact, they wanted to burn slaves and even civilians to death and then eat them. It is also because of the corpse oil that the flame burns brightly and dispels the cold.”

"They will attack if we don't agree, and among us, the barons are also tempted."

"They incited all the slaves to open the door, and after eating human flesh, they followed the cultists."

"We people are not willing to eat people, even if we starve to death. We hid deep in the fortress and asked them to open the granary and move out all the food before we came out."

"We tried asking for help from the mage tower, but the place where the mage tower was has been turned into ruins, and a golem puppet has occupied it."

"Then we retreated to the fort, where we remain to this day."

It was a very simple survival and encounter in the apocalypse. When he heard that these people had no food and did not do anything evil, Ryan couldn't help but give them a high look.

It seems that these people still have the pride and faith of nobility, even the faith of knights.

Those cultists actually helped him select people.

In extreme despair and hunger, these people still remain rational.

“Where did these potatoes come from?”

Ryan asked, pointing to the clean plates on the table.

"Potatoes? You mean those berries?"

"When we went to the Mage Tower to ask for help, we didn't find the mage, but we found these... potatoes, several hundred kilograms of them, and they were all placed there."

Yazhe pointed behind Ryan, and Ryan turned around and saw a huge stag statue in the cabinet below.

I opened it and took a look. It was indeed potatoes, but I don't know what means these people used to prevent the potatoes that should have sprouted from sprouting.

Is this normal? Isn't this normal?

Ryan didn't know, he just knew through the memory of his previous life that in a Siberian place, potatoes were more resistant to cold than humans.

To be on the safe side, looking at these obviously processed potatoes, Ryan asked about the location of the mage tower.

"Gather the soldiers here and set off with me."

Ryan looked at a soldier next to him, and then looked at Yazhe.

"Take advantage of this period to pack up your belongings. Don't forget that you gave up all your belongings to get this opportunity. You will never have the chance to come back here in the future, so don't fall behind."

Several people nodded silently, as if they had not yet recovered from the process of losing their nobility status and all their property.

In the wind and snow, Ryan led his knight attendants to follow behind thirty soldiers. The difference between these soldiers was that they were all tied with ropes.

"It seems that the fact that those people are able to eat is all thanks to these people."

Brand said softly, he knew very well what such skillful movements meant in a world where ordinary people's visibility was less than fifty meters.

"He's a good soldier."

Harrington was also speaking, he wanted to compete with Brand in everything.

After walking for about two and a half hours, Ryan finally saw a collapsed ruin. For a month, the biting wind and snow had covered up the heights here, and only the grand buildings that once existed here could be vaguely seen.

"This is where we first discovered potatoes."

A soldier pointed to the corner of the ruins, "There was not such thick snow here at that time. There was a stove there, which seemed to be able to isolate the cold. The potatoes were there."

"Where are the golem puppets you mentioned?"

Ryan looked around, and he couldn't find any trace of monsters here.

"No, I don't know."

A month of wind and snow has caused extremely serious changes here.

"Maybe it left. Let's look for it carefully and don't go too far."

After Ryan finished speaking, the soldiers had already dispersed. Their way of searching was very primitive, that is, to test the depth of the ground under the snow little by little, and then use their hands to grope.

In comparison, the means of the five bronze knights of the Clayton family were much more convenient. The Flame Dragon Breathing Method could give them blazing energy and easily melt the surrounding snow.

"Lord, this seems to be a cellar."

"Harrington called out in surprise soon."

After confirming that this was indeed a hidden space, Ryan gathered everyone, and then as the cellar opened, the dark hole was a little scary.

This is the territory of a magician, and no one knows if there are any terrible spells and traps in it.

In the end, it was the soldiers who took the lead.

"Lord, it's safe down there."

After confirming that it was safe, Ryan and the others began to enter the cellar.

There was an oil lamp on in the cellar. With the light, Ryan saw a table and notes on it, as well as three treasure chests in the corner filled with sprouting potatoes.