Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence Chapter 91: Reporting In, the Unexpected Marquis Reman

At this mont, the entire Northern Province is in chaos, with one Knight Order defensive line after another being broken. Nurous Beastman Tribes have invaded the Northern Province, causing the whole area to descend into relative chaos, with one Pioneer Lord domain after another being destroyed, and many Pioneer Lords also fleeing.

There’s no other choice.

Compared to the Tier Two Beastman Tribe.

The Pioneer Lords of the Human Race, except for a few strong ones, simply cannot contend.

The fall and flight of each Pioneer Lord have led to more Pioneer Lords starting to flee.

So well-established domains might require more consideration, but those owned by newly established Pioneer Lords show almost no hesitation.

And this undoubtedly causes even greater chaos.

Especially when under the gazes, the Flying Eagle Knight Order still opts not to intervene, making the situation even more so.

Of course, Thor and the others are unaware of these things at the mont.

The Maine River Valley is near the Northern Ice Glacier and close to the Beastman Tribes, sowhat separate from the mainstream Pioneer Knight domains.

The information from the North is slightly better, but the information from the further West may not be understood.

After solving the Minotaurs and negotiating an alliance.

They imdiately began preparing to report the results of this battle.

The Northern Province, as the frontline of the Beastman War, is enough to earn a large amount of war rits from the battles with the Beastn.

Not only can the eleven Tier Two Minotaurs earn hundreds of rit points, but defeating and routing Beastman Tribes can also earn certain rits.

This needs to be reported to Marquis Reman.

Marquis Reman will verify the overall situation, and once the verification is complete, he will grant war rits.

Thus, including Thor, all six Pioneer Lords are very attentive.

Soon after the alliance ended.

A war report, along with the heads of eleven Tier Two Minotaurs, was sent by Reine to Loren City.

Loren City.

In the huge and luxurious Marquis Manor.

A man who looks no older than middle-aged slightly furrows his brows, pacing back and forth.

He is the owner of this manor, undeniably the king of the Northern Province, one of the most elite nobles of the Kingdom, Marquis Reman.

Having risen through military rits, Marquis Reman, now over seventy, is not entirely satisfied with his territory. Compared to ruling over the vast Northern Province, he would much prefer the Frost Moon Province or Nanyue Province.

After all, after decades of warfare, he is well aware of the terror of the Beastman Tribes, sothing that even the Tulip Kingdom can’t handle alone, let alone a newly titled Marquis like himself.

Once the Beastman War breaks out,

the entire Northern Province is bound to be impacted, and the losses in his territory will be unimaginable.

But the Kingdom’s lands have long been fully divided; the whole Kingdom from top to bottom, except for the Northern Province, can’t afford him another Marquis Territory. Not to ntion a Marquis Territory, even finding an Earl’s territory to divide in the entire Tulip Kingdom is hard; and even if possible, no province would welco a Marquis to step in and take a share. In such circumstances, except for the Northern Province, he has no other choice but to reluctantly accept and hope the Beastman War won’t erupt too early.

But no one expected the situation to deteriorate so abruptly this year.

A large number of Beastn charged in from the entire northern direction.

Even the Kingdom’s Earth Dragon Knight Order has faced an assault.

As for his Flying Eagle Knight Order, in less than three months, the losses have been exceedingly severe.

"My Lord, should we request reinforcents from the Kingdom?"

The Flying Eagle Knight Order Captain next to him asked Marquis Reman anxiously.

"That may not be necessary; the Earth Dragon Knight Order probably already sought reinforcents."

"What exactly is the situation?"

"Can it be confird that the Beastman Tribes are readying for war?"

Marquis Reman shook his head. His pacing stopped, and he looked at his Knight Commander, paused, and hesitantly asked.

"It cannot be determined yet."

"But it probably isn’t war; the Behemoth Race hasn’t made any moves. Currently, only the Minotaurs, Werewolves, and so Tier Two and Three Beastman Tribes are active."

"However, there are simply too many. On the eastern, western, and southern sides, quite a few Tier Three Beastman Tribes have appeared, tying up a lot of the Flying Eagle Knight Order’s strength, making the Tier Two Beastman Tribes practically impossible to deal with."

The Flying Eagle Knight Order Captain paused a bit, then softly replied with a shake of his head.

Upon hearing this, Marquis Reman sighed in relief.

If it were truly a Beastman War, he might indeed be in great trouble this ti.

At least there are still ways to cope with it.

Marquis Reman felt a headache; the Beastman Tribe’s incursion into the Northern Province, causing the destruction of many territories and the flight of lords, was not a good thing for him.

The Northern Province has been open for so long, and those willing to beco Pioneer Lords are fewer and fewer. Especially descendants of great nobility are even rarer, as the casualty rate in the Northern Province is too high, and the investnt returns are too low. Even those willing to beco Pioneer Lords are mostly Wandering Knights whose value, even with a few Gold Coins, can’t be compared to the descendants of great nobility or those lords who have already completed so expansion.

Not to ntion, due to this incursion, it’s foreseeable that even fewer great nobles would want to enter the Northern Province for pioneering.