Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

Stella graciously stated the reason.

"This... Stella's niece, I'm afraid this doesn't meet the competition rules!" Alding was surprised.

Why can't he choose a candidate, but is going to deliberately delay it for a few months, and then sit and watch the government affairs of the Storm Territory become a mess.

As for the fairness of the competition, the other second sons might get secret help from the family, but he was not worried about the poor Berwick family.

"This is your test, not mine, it's none of my business, I just need to complete the return gift to him!" Stella replied expressionlessly.

"Good! Good! Then send him a servant!" Just when Alding was about to say something, the count shook his head helplessly.

From the count's point of view, this competition was held for his daughter. Now that her daughter is happy, it's a matter of course.

"Thank you, father!" Stella didn't say more, and thanked the count.

"Miss, the three-color chicken has been stewed and delivered!" At this moment, Lina called softly at the door.

"Send it in!" Stella ordered.

"Yes, miss!" Lina heard the words and took the chicken soup from the servant, and then carefully brought it to the earl's desk.

"Sir, this is what the lady ordered to stew for you!"

"Oh? Haha! Good, good! I have a heart for my tulip flower! But, where did these three-colored chickens come from!" His Excellency the Earl laughed.

Don't look at his daughter's deliberately stern face at this time, but Lord Earl knows that this is just her daughter's anger with him, and he still has himself in mind.

"My lord, this was given to the young lady by Sir Narant. There are only two three-colored chickens, and the young lady ordered to stew them for you!" Lina had forgotten her previous account, and instead highlighted the filial piety of the young lady in disguise. .

"Oh, the one from Narant? Eat some of Stella yourself!" The Count was slightly surprised, but of course he felt better.

"I don't like greasy food recently! In order to avoid waste, I'll give it to my father!" Stella glared at Lina angrily. She just explained it clearly, but she didn't follow it.

After a pause, Stella's purpose of coming here has been completed, and she immediately said, "Father, then I will retire first!"

After speaking, without waiting for the count to reply, Stella left the study with Lina.

"Alas! This daughter! I originally wanted to discuss the matter of her birthday banquet for a while, but it seems that I don't need to discuss it with her!" The earl smelled the fragrant three-color chicken soup, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Lord Count, the proposal from Stella's niece just now..."

"Oldin, you don't need to worry about this matter. I'll let the housekeeper handle it later!" His Excellency the Count interrupted Ordin's words.

"Yes, then I'll retire first!" Alding lowered his head and said goodbye with a slightly ugly expression.

"Go!" His Excellency the Earl nodded, and all his attention was now on the chicken soup sent by his daughter.

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"Bastard!" After leaving the castle, Alding in the carriage finally couldn't hold back, and yelled loudly!

"Why on earth did Stella help the unlucky second son?" After venting, Alding couldn't help frowning again.

He has a hatred with the Berwick family, and in addition to this competition, Narant has been tricked. Of the several second sons, no matter who can win the competition, Narant is definitely not what he wants to see.

"Sir, you're back!" In a luxurious manor in the east of the city, Boris' carriage slowly stopped, and the servant immediately stepped forward to serve him. "Sir, today there is a guest in the manor, from the Earl of Dark Iron, butler Demus has invited people into the manor."

"Dark Iron Earl?" Alding frowned slightly, already guessing the identity of the person who came.

However, the two parties did not agree to send someone to come after completing the entrustment, because it is very likely that he will be noticed by others.

Thinking of this, Alding quickly walked towards the manor, and came to the reception hall of the manor. Sure enough, he saw the housekeeper talking with a middle-aged man.

"Sir! You are back!"

"The villain Charlie is the subordinate of Lord Quint, and he has met His Excellency Viscount Alding!"

"What did Quint send you to do?" Alding was not in the mood to be polite to him, and asked directly.

"Your Excellency Viscount, this is the letter that Lord Quint asked me to pass to you!" Charlie handed out the letter.

Alding checked it immediately after taking it.

The more you look, the deeper the frown becomes.

"How could this be, after more than a hundred barbarians entered the Storm Territory, there was no news?" The content of the letter was nothing else, but Quint described his plan to calculate the Storm Territory, and the final result.

After Alding saw it, he thought it was a joke at first, that Quint wanted to embezzle the deposit of the ten gold coins.

But on second thought, if Quint really wanted to swallow his gold coins, why would he send someone to collect tulips?

Just pretend that nothing happened.

More importantly, Quint wanted to ask him to help Charlie and the others find a reasonable identity to infiltrate the Storm Territory to check the situation.

Although Charlie was only one person entering the manor to find him, he actually brought more than 20 people, who disguised as a caravan and entered the tulip collar.

"Your Excellency Viscount, Lord Quint also sent people to the Stormland to investigate, but unfortunately all of them have gone back and forth, so they sent us here to try to explore from Tulip's side!" Charlie replied.

"A reasonable identities? Storm Territory is so remote, no matter what identities you enter, I am afraid it will be very eye-catching." Alding frowned slightly.

He was naturally happy to tie it up because Stella's actions today gave him a great sense of oppression~www.readwn.com~ and more than a hundred barbarian Aldin also knew what it meant, so he was more Quint is also anxious to know what happened to Storm Collar.

"My lord, I heard that during this period of time, the salt and dried salted fish in Stormwind has attracted the attention of many civilians, and there are already many civilian caravans ready to set off for Stormwind!"

The last time Narant sent a caravan, the news about salt and dried salted fish didn't attract much attention to Tulip City. After all, the journey was still a long way off.

But the caravan that came this time sold it in the territory around Tulip City, so Demus, the housekeeper, has received some news today and is preparing to report it to Alding.

"Is there such a thing?" Alding said in surprise.

……

Time flies, and days pass.

"It's still a little bit! If I work hard, I will become a middle-level bronze knight!"

Storm Lord, in the back garden of the Baron's castle, Narant sat on the ground with sweat on his head.

After nearly two months of continuous hard work, with the help of strengthening fruit, beast meat, and flame spar, he finally felt that his strength had reached a bottleneck.

At this time, the Dou Qi seeds in his body can no longer hold any more Dou Qi storage, so he needs to make a breakthrough to progress to the next stage of cultivation and improvement.

But every time the improvement of Dou Qi rank can be said to be a sublimation, and it is not easy to break through.

For example, at this moment, Narant needs to gather all the fighting qi in his body into one qi vein, and then rush into the fighting qi seeds in one go, and use this method to expand the space of the fighting qi seeds.

The pain caused by this process is a bit unbearable, like putting more than a pound of water into an ultra-small skin bag, who knows the feeling of bulging.