Chapter 103: Andrew's Misunderstanding!

The slave archers quickly returned to the backs of the Demon Swift Eagles, which then spread their wings and soared high, swiftly heading toward the castle several li away.

"Father, are those Demon Swift Eagles really Gervas's? And it seems they even call him master?!"

After the Demon Swift Eagle cavalry departed, Ernst finally voiced his doubts.

"Judging by the reply, they must belong to Gervas; after all, territory names might coincide, but it's impossible for the lord's name to be the same as well, isn't it?"

"But Father, weren't those aerial cavalry in the past exclusive to the great nobles?"

"Perhaps it's some coincidence; after all, since this place is so close to the Death Mountain Range, it's not too strange for Gervas to have happened upon two Demon Swift Eagles by chance!"

"Let's go! We continue forward; remember to speak little before you see Gervas later!"

Ernst nodded.

He felt it could only be as his father had said.

It must be that Gervas had luckily obtained two Demon Swift Eagles through a stroke of fortune.

Otherwise, they were creatures worth fifty or sixty gold coins each, enough to buy ten inferior horses.

Thinking this, Ernst's mood improved considerably.

It was merely good luck; it certainly couldn't compare to his own ability to directly inherit the Gale Territory as the heir.

After all, the foundation of the Gale Territory was considered medium among baronial families, possessing several dozen horses, seven or eight guardian knights, two knight vassals, and governing a population of nearly thirty thousand.

Of course, Laniel did not see it so lightly; at this moment, Laniel looked worse than if he had eaten a fly.

The column continued forward; just after traveling for over ten minutes, a roar suddenly came from ahead.

"Father, what is that sound?" Laniel was very lacking in experience with wilderness travel.

"It should be horses galloping!"

Ernst, this heir, had been on the battlefield and immediately identified the sound as the effect of galloping horses.

But then again, why would the Storm Territory have so many horses?

Actually, it wasn't just Ernst who was puzzled; even Andrew looked equally surprised.

Unfortunately, a small grove blocked the view ahead, making it impossible to see the situation clearly.

Whoosh!

Just then, before the galloping warhorses appeared before their eyes, a flock of Demon Swift Eagles suddenly swooped down from the sky.

And this time there were not just two, but a full eleven.

"So many?" Ernst exclaimed in shock.

Andrew, not knowing what was happening, saw this complete squad formation of Demon Swift Eagle cavalry and his expression suddenly changed.

"Everyone, be on guard! Ernst, Laniel, if anything happens later, do not hesitate; flee immediately to Iron Wolf City! I will block the rear path for you!"

"This... Father, what?" Laniel and Ernst were startled and somewhat at a loss.

"Ernst, Laniel, if two Demon Swift Eagles could be understood as Gervas having luckily picked them up, but now they have formed a Demon Swift Eagle squad; it's impossible for Demon Swift Eagles to line up on the ground for Gervas to pick them up, is it?"

"Moreover, he has been in the territory for less than a month and a half!" Andrew's face was heavy with solemnity.

There was one more thing he did not say: entering the Storm Territory, everything reeked of strangeness, and they still had not one hundred percent confirmed that Gervas had become the lord here.

Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the sound of galloping from the ground grew closer and closer.

"They're here!"

Andrew took a deep breath, his gaze fixed tightly on the corner of the small grove.

The next moment, seven knights appeared.

Seeing this squad of knights, Andrew pressed his hand onto his sword hilt.

Although the distance was too great to see the faces of the approaching people clearly, the experienced Andrew immediately discerned that those distant warhorses were certainly no ordinary ones.

Their size, their running speed; they were absolutely attributes only superior warhorses could possess.

Moreover, their color was so uniform; besides great noble families, who else could afford to raise them?

Why would great nobles appear in the Storm Territory?

And why would they impersonate Gervas?

Where exactly had his second son Gervas gone?

Could this be related to the fact that three nobles had met their end here over the past ten years?

In an instant! The more Andrew thought, the more his heart trembled.

"Little Gervas!" Andrew's eyes turned cold and sharp.

Although he was the second son, he had been raised for so many years; it was impossible for Andrew not to feel heartache.

"Eh, Father, I think I see Gervas!"

Just as Andrew's heart was both pained and shocked, Ernst's sudden exclamation came.

"Gervas?" Andrew was stunned, then immediately focused his attention to look.

The next instant, he indeed discovered that the youth at the very front of the knight squad bore an eight-tenths resemblance to his second son Gervas.

But would Gervas have so many knights?

And so many superior warhorses?

"Father, I think I also see Knight Mi Gen!"

Actually, at this moment, Andrew had also seen Knight Mi Gen, the squire behind Gervas.

"What exactly is going on?"

Andrew was heavy with doubt.

But being the elder, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

"Dispel all alerts! Also... also, do not let Gervas know about this matter later..."

"Yes, Father!"

Ernst and Laniel spoke in unison.

In fact, even without Andrew's reminder, neither of them would have volunteered to say it.

After all, if they spoke up, wouldn't they just be mocked by Gervas?

Especially Laniel, who had nearly pissed himself just now; his back was still covered in sweat.

The Demon Swift Eagle landed, and the warhorses arrived close by.

"Father!"

Gervas quickly jumped down from his warhorse, then trotted forward.

"Little Gervas!"

Andrew immediately flipped off his horse as well, and the father and son shared a long-overdue embrace.

This was not Gervas being insincere.

This father of his had come from far away; regardless of his purpose, he had indeed come for him, his second son.

Therefore, Gervas did acknowledge this point.

"Little Gervas, you are already a Bronze Knight?"

After the embrace, Andrew suddenly widened his eyes.

As a Silver Knight, he sensed Gervas's strength immediately at such close range.

"Yes, Father, I have successfully condensed a seed of battle qi!"

"But this has only been a little over a month..."

"Father, I happened to obtain a Mana Snow Lotus!"

"Mana Snow Lotus?!" Andrew truly didn't know what to say. "Little Gervas, this is truly the grace of the God of Glory!"

But regardless, as Gervas's father, Andrew was genuinely happy.

Previously, he had worried about Gervas's safety in Storm Territory.

Now that Gervas had become a Bronze Knight, his self-defense capabilities were at least much stronger.

"Father, these don't seem to be ordinary warhorses; they are Fire Steeds!"

At this moment, Ernst on the side suddenly exclaimed.

Just like rich second-generation kids in his past life, a beautiful and majestic mount was what these noble second-generation kids dreamed of, especially the minor noble second-generation kids.

So, while Gervas was greeting Andrew, Ernst carefully inspected the majestic warhorses behind Gervas.

Upon careful observation, he was shocked to discover that the seven warhorses seemed very similar to the legendary Fire Steeds.