anwhile, another sentence in the newspaper made one’s blood boil even more.
"I will only command the Black and White Knight Order to take action once! The ancestors of the Human Race battled in Naseng, always winning against the odds! Today, I seem to see the figures of our ancestors drenched in blood!"
"I will follow the glory of our ancestral nobles, using only a slight force, to allow the Black and White Knight Order to act once! As for the rest of the battles... I will lead the charge!"
Lin Ke’s voice could not be heard by them.
But the words in the newspaper appeared so powerful and resonant!
The Black and White Knight Order!
That would be fifty mbers of the Black and White Knight Order!
With the Black and White Knight Order around, Lin Ke could surely sweep all.
After all, the [Knights] of other races were different from the [Knights] of the Gula Race.
Just like in the past, the strongest land army on the surface could not be compared by other armies.
In all aspects such as spirit, energy, willpower, and body, the Black and White Knight Order was the ace that traversed Naseng!
However, Lin Ke cut off his own arm, promising to use the Black and White Knight Order only once, and otherwise to always prevail with the weak over the strong.
This made many people think back to the war a dozen years ago.
The Lava Swamp War!
At that ti, Count Linke seed like a fledgling eagle, making his first appearance in the Gula Kingdom.
A re six-year-old child, in the absence of his father, managed to fend off the entire attack of the Lava Swamp through various ans!
That phrase "leading the charge" was also a topic many talked about during their leisure ti.
Many humans in the Gula Kingdom still retained their fervor!
They admired the Lin Ke who once led the charge.
And now, when Lin Ke again resolutely shouted out his words, it turned many people’s admiration into fervent adoration.
...
Naseng, Azanen Territory.
"Good! Very good!"
"Leading the charge! This is the glory of the ancient nobility!"
"Truly exciting! I wish I could rush to the Holy Life Alliance for a battle right away!"
A group of Azanen nobles were holding an afternoon tea party, loudly discussing among themselves.
Ever since Lin Ke took power, the entire Azanen Territory beca solid as iron, and even Garoce could only act as a general in charge of warfare, with Lin Ke calling the shots.
After all, the likes of Baron Sangdir and others back then genuinely disgusted Lin Ke.
Of course, in the end, Baron Sangdir beca Lin Ke’s lackey, assigned to Lady Heshan’s banner, where he worked diligently, all due to Garoce’s ineptitude in internal affairs.
A lord cannot just be about fighting and killing.
Garoce knew this, so he entrusted everything to his son to handle.
Under Lin Ke’s iron-fisted rule, the Azanen noble council was directly dissolved by Lin Ke, and Azanen was highly centralized in his hand.
For instance, idle and extravagant noble parties.
Lin Ke mandated that every noble could not hold parties at will, having to report them a week in advance for city hall approval, with the party reasons clearly indicated.
Each noble could participate in or host no more than three parties per small month.
At the sa ti, because nobles had lost the rights to tax collection and land ownership, they lost their source of funds outright and could only earn a salary through official positions in city hall.
No one dared say a word, for the heads of those seven or eight elders of the forr clan council were still hanging on the street lamps.
Luckily, Lin Ke wasn’t too absolute and gave out certain salaries based on the job level and nobility rank, also not banning nobles from engaging in comrcial activities.
At this mont, this afternoon tea party was initiated by so Azanen.
Party opportunities were too few, only thrice a month, so generally, Azanen wouldn’t go unless there was a particularly good relationship.
Of course, to use one of the three chances to attend proved there was indeed a certain connection.
For instance, this ti, those here were so of the more ambitious Azanen, not those just waiting to eat and die.
"Truly satisfying! Young Master Lin Ke is indeed our Azanen leader!" one Azanen man downed a cup of juice exuberantly, his face flushed with excitent.
Another Azanen man, also the sa, in a tailcoat, seed very spirited: "Of course! I’ve decided, I’ll definitely apply for the next recruitnt! The level of [Knight] is earned on horseback!"
The crowd excitedly discussed, and several noble ladies who ca along were the sa.
"Heeheehee, I really want to swap places with Princess Rica..." a thirty-sothing lady, still charming and alluring, smirked mischievously.
The lady next to her rolled her eyes: "You little flirt, watch out or Princess Rica will kill you."
Then, that person glanced at the lady’s husband, a middle-aged man with a sense of authority, broad-shouldered, and licked her lips with a fresh red tongue, "How about we switch...?"
The lady looked at the sunny smile, vibrant physique of a certain young man across the way, smiling with her eyes, "I think it’s possible..."
In conclusion, the n chatted about n, the won about won, while most people were talking about Lin Ke’s achievents.
Especially Great Wilderness City!
Under the Great Wilderness Tower, countless residents of Great Wilderness City were excited.
Just as Lin Ke thought, no one likes their leader to be a cowardly waste.
Even in failure, daring to draw one’s sword would earn the respect and love of the citizens.
It’s just that the Mist Princess, reading the newspaper in a milk tea shop, pouted.
"What do you an by one opportunity, in the first place, you were only given one by your father..." The Mist Princess thought Lin Ke was too pretentious!
She knew; the Black and White Knight Order was only granted three shots when dispatched in!
The first battle had already used up one, now there were only two left!
And talking about using only one...
The Mist Princess thought that inside Lin Ke, he was totally rotten!
"Mist, is this the Lin Ke you were talking about?" At this mont, beside Mist, was a handso and enchanting young man.
When the man spoke, one could see a tongue piercing vaguely, accentuating his enchanting aura.
"Yes!" This mont, the Mist Princess wasn’t at all like the demon king before Rica, rather like a sweet and delicate young woman: "This little guy is the apple of Rica and father’s eyes, though, indeed, he is quite sothing."
"A dozen years ago, when I passed by here, I thought he was just so small noble, never thought..." The man chuckled softly, then whispered: "An artist... and he’s an artist too..."
The man gently shook his head, seemingly with a bit of regret.
"Revin, you don’t have to be like this, even though your bloodline doesn’t suit it, it’s still quite good now, main profession as a [Soul Manipulator], part-ti [Artist], how nice." The Mist Princess smiled.
The man smiled, then adjusted his expression, spoke to the Mist Princess, "There’s roughly one year left, have you decided?"
"Of course!" The Mist Princess narrowed her eyes: "Our older brothers aren’t being honest, we must accumulate strength quickly too."
"This little guy Lin Ke, we can cooperate!"
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