Warlord: King of All Clans

After finishing everything as usual, Olivia ended a busy day and returned to the somewhat gloomy lord's house.

Uliyan was sitting in front of the fire in the lord's house, warming himself with a thick saber-tooth tiger skin.

After being pushed by Lambert, he coughed up blood for several days. With Olivia's continuous healing of holy light, he finally recovered.

However, his foot disease broke out and he could no longer walk, so he had to stay in the big house.

At this time of year in previous years, the north was already covered with snow and ice, but he was either leading everyone hunting in the wild, or standing in the mud directing villagers to work on infrastructure.

It was only early winter, but Uliyang felt that he was too cold to bear it.

This imperial soldier, who was less than 40 years old, had already looked like an old man in his 50s in the village because of working day and night. After this injury, half of his hair had turned white.

After hearing the news of Leo's death yesterday, the other half of my hair turned white.

The wedding date he arranged for Olivia and Leo had passed, and none of the nobles who had received the notice showed up.

Representatives sent by the Petukhov family and their close families stayed in the hot spring villa of the Solovy Knights for two days, but after being stood up, they left one after another.

A heavy snow turns the world white.

The huge Hewan Territory, with three small towns and nearly five thousand people, seems particularly deserted.

As night fell, Solovy who came back from Gravel Castle, Ivan who came back from River Mouth Town, Romon from the Solovy Knights, the dog-headed man Fisa, as well as Rusev, Valeri, Rashka and other River Bend elders, all gathered in front of the fire pit in the River Bend House.

This time, Olivia did not entertain everyone as usual, but sat in front of the fire in a daze.

Rusev suddenly knocked his pipe hard and said in a frustrated tone, "What a good kid!"

Rashka, Valeri and several village elders also nodded, looking very discouraged.

If Leo stood in front of them, he would most likely be despised and scolded.

They couldn't tear off the label of "idle" and "unemployed" that this little gangster in the village had given him because of Leo's daily lazy performance.

After all, in Hewan, Ulian is basically in charge of internal affairs, while Rio is in charge of external affairs. These middle-aged and elderly people cannot participate in Rio's battles at all.

Whenever in the village, whenever everyone was busy and working enthusiastically, Leo could always be seen craning his neck to watch the fun, making sarcastic remarks and giving comments.

But no one can deny that everything Hewan has, except for Urian, is entirely inseparable from Leo's efforts.

Conquer the Kobolds and trade for iron ore.

Unite with the wild folk and ambush the wild boar people.

Build an alliance and defeat the Gnoll Horde.

Gather refugees and build river mouth towns and gravel forts.

Not to mention bringing back excavators, developing cement, making deer antler cassava flour, and so on.

His comments and wild ideas all became reality one by one.

Even Fisa's gunpowder technology is related to him. This magical thing is simply not something that can be invented by the kobolds.

Without gunpowder, the ore dug by a few hundred kobolds alone could not supply the iron ore demand of the Knobold Valley and the Riverbend Blacksmith Shop, let alone sell it to the outside world in exchange for supplies.

There was no way to quickly mine rocks and mix them with cement to build two solid castles at a speed that was unimaginable to everyone.

Nowadays, when there is a construction project, many craftsmen have almost no idea where to start without the cooperation of Kobold Demolition Man and cement.

The old men in the village all have their own descendants, and they all perform well. Now they are either small leaders of the lord’s army or managers of the three major camps.

But when it comes to who is the most suitable successor to Ulyanovich, they can only vote for Leo wholeheartedly.

It's a pity that this young man who grew up rapidly and stood out from the crowd just died like this.

Half of the sky in the river bend collapsed!

Young Vicky suddenly said in a deep voice: "Let's give him a funeral."

Unlike Ivan who admires the strong, he is quite outstanding in himself. Before coming to the river bend, his evaluation is no less than Leo, the only thing he lacks is brute strength.

Just like good students and poor students can't play together, the good student Vic and the little wild boy Leo never played together since they were young, and neither of them had a good impression of this guy who was two years younger than him and behaved rudely and dullly.

In fact, except for Olivia, everyone had no deep childhood impression of this little savage who spent only half of the year in the village and the other half in the mountains. The only thing they remembered clearly was that everyone had been beaten by him.

Even little Ivan gradually became Leo's follower after leaving his hometown.

After coming to Hewan for almost a year and witnessing Leo's growth, the arrogant Vic finally became Leo's fan.

Uliyan, who had been silent, also nodded and said, "You are right. He needs a grand funeral and a dignified departure."

At this time, Leo squeezed his head in from the gap between Ivan and Vicky: "Which table should I sit at?"

"What are you talking about? Whose funeral is it? When will it start? Wu Laodeng, are you going to die? Why are you so pale? Tsk tsk tsk, you're not this pale even after being dead for three days."

Even though Vic had a strong mental state, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling and broke out in a cold sweat.

Ivan screamed so loudly that he almost fell into the fire.

Olivia was crying silently, but when she saw Leo clearly, she was stunned and immediately covered her mouth and started crying.

Wuliyang nearly pulled his beard off. He was so angry that he roared, "Drag him out and behead him! Drag him out and behead him!"

Ivan and Viktoria reacted quickly and immediately knocked Leo to the ground, pressed him to the wooden floor, and slapped him hard on the back of the head.

The groundhogs circled around them and shouted "Come on!"

The big house was in chaos with screaming, cursing, roaring, crying, and laughter.

Knight Solovy and Roman hid aside and looked at the messy scene in the big house and couldn't help but smile at each other.

At their feet, Fisa's tail was wagging rapidly, "That's great, woof woof woof!"

Freya carried Leo on her back and finally reached the river bend after two days and two nights.

At the beginning, Leo could only lie on Freya's back and be carried slowly by her.

His body was like cracked porcelain. The slightest movement would cause severe pain, as if it was about to shatter.

Under such circumstances, it would take at least half a month to get back, and we would have to avoid any danger along the way.

But there was a strange power in his abdomen that continuously emitted heat and repaired his broken body.

Just one afternoon later, he was able to sit up on Freya's back.

The two men followed the river and sneaked downstream to the southeast, avoiding trolls and alien hunting teams along the way, preparing to cross the Wolf-Driving Plain and set foot on the World Tree Avenue.

As Leo recovered rapidly, Freya's speed became faster and faster.

Her speed depends entirely on whether Leo can sit firmly.

By the time they reached the main road, Leo was able to move like a normal person, enough to steady himself, and Freya galloped like a northern warhorse.

He ran almost without stopping.

Leo woke up in the middle of the night and found Freya still carrying him and walking forward.

It was obvious that Freya was also eager to go home and missed her friends.