[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence":3,"chapter-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-213":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Warlord: Starting with Daily Intelligence",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338676,4572,"Chapter 213: Night Raid on Stormhold","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-213",213,"\u003Cp>“Good heavens, are you sure this isn’t a magical artifact? Why does it feel as miraculous as a magical ornament?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, when I look through this monocular at the coconut trees below, it’s as if the coconuts are right before my eyes, within arm’s reach!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Incredible, truly incredible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nobles, unwilling to end their awe, continued exclaiming and discussing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Viscount Ellis’s face had turned as black as ink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No further words from Leo were needed—the victor and loser of this contest were now glaringly obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a waste of his eighty gold coins spent to show off those bracers—they had become a laughingstock!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Viscount Leo, where did you obtain this thing? How can it be so miraculous without any magical power?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Viscount Leo, could you help me get a few? I wish to present them to my family—my family owns three merchant ships; if equipped with these miraculous items, we could detect dangers on the sea long in advance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After marveling at the monocular’s wonder, the nobles’ hearts burned with desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Viscount Farek, who had already recognized the practical value of the monocular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Viscount Leo himself had never seen the monocular’s marvel before, so he could not answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately gave Cooper a signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cooper naturally would not miss this opportunity: “Honorable sirs, this monocular is a product of the Stormhold on the southern border, priced at only five gold coins and twenty silver coins each!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“However, due to limited production, they are hard to acquire—you must place advance orders…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stormhold? That sounds familiar, but it’s only around five gold coins? Leo, your subordinate often passes through Stormhold, right? Have him order five for me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Viscount Leo, I want to order one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Viscount Leo, I want one too…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An armed force slipped silently into the borders of Stormhold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brave warriors, this… this is Stormhold! Please, don’t kill us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, if you behave and lead us to that noble castle, we’ll spare you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes, brave warriors!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This group, of course, was the tribe’s avengers seeking revenge against Gervas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, several humans were forced forward, their throats held by tribal warriors’ long knives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, don’t feel sorry for these fellows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they hadn’t been so unlucky as to mistake the tribe’s disguised caravan for an ordinary merchant group and tried to rob them, they wouldn’t have ended up like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact they were still alive was because the savages truly needed guides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, even if they reached this southeastern border, they couldn’t have identified where Stormhold was!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another hour and a half of walking through the night, a silhouette of a castle atop a high ridge finally emerged ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brave warriors, ahead… ahead is Stormhold Castle! Please, spare us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spare you? Dream on?” Ironclaw sneered, raising his blade to kill the human captives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This instantly terrified the bandit captives into wetting their pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a clear, melodic voice—like a savior—brought a glimmer of hope to the bandits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Freyja, what’s wrong? They just tried to rob us—they deserve to die, and since they’re humans, they deserve it even more!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ironclaw, these people are refugees from the Chaos Wastes, not nobles’ men; they’ve never harmed our tribe before!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And we already promised that if they led us to Stormhold Castle, we’d spare their lives!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, make them swear to their gods that they’ll never commit robbery again—then knock them out and, as promised, let them go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, Freyja! But you really don’t need to be merciful to humans—they’re all shameless, despicable creatures!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ironclaw, I’m not being merciful—I’m keeping my word. If we don’t keep our word, how are we different from these despicable humans?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the bandits never expected they’d survive after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They immediately swore oaths to every god they could name, vowing never to rob again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether their oaths meant anything, only they knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Freyja, from the torchlight on the wall, this must be the noble castle’s rear garden—the perfect spot for us to infiltrate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Then we climb here. Brave warriors, if we succeed in assassinating that damned Gervas, I’ll repay you well!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And I’ll keep my promise—each of your men will receive two hundred pounds of dried meat and one hundred pounds of wheat upon returning!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Freyja, we also hate that damned, despicable Gervas—this is our duty. As for the dried meat and wheat, we’ll settle that after we’ve dealt with him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly, Freyja! The dried meat can wait until we’ve killed that damned Gervas! His subordinates are powerful—far beyond ordinary humans, or else we wouldn’t have been captured by him last time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, be careful and strike swiftly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know!” Freyja nodded seriously, then lifted the bone whistle at her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squeak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whistle sounded—not loud, but strangely resonant, like the chirp of some insect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh! Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the sound of flapping wings came from above—a first-rank white-feathered owl with a wingspan of four meters slowly descended from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the owl landed, Freyja swiftly fastened several ropes to its talons, then climbed onto its back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whitecloud, let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wings beat, and the white-feathered owl soared upward toward the castle’s cliff, dozens of meters high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Freyja’s delight, there were no guards on the castle’s rear garden wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, the shameless fool probably never dreamed anyone could scale a sheer cliff forty to fifty meters high to reach the castle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Freyja ordered Whitecloud to land swiftly on the wall, then looped ropes over the battlements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, Ironclaw and the others climbed up the ropes to the cliff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? You didn’t kill the bandits who led you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lord—they only knocked them unconscious. They’re now scaling the castle’s rear cliff and should all be inside within ten minutes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this still the savage tribe I know? Fine. Have Lei Meng and Ironbear prepare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lord!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With intelligence in hand, Gervas had long made his preparations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had spotted their approach the moment they entered Stormhold’s border.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it not been for their flying beast companion, Gervas could have had the Magic Swift Eagle shadow them the entire way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, it was close enough—the tribe’s every move remained under surveillance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas’s subordinates crouched in the tower, secretly watching everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the reporting subordinate left, Gervas himself rose and stepped out of the parlor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the corridor, dozens of fully armed guards stood in formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come. The show’s about to begin—follow me to the balcony!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>",1082,"2026-06-20T22:44:02.338Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e9bff03758334f6a368b71f9c5134cc51b9cc0379930fa938a063c6e54ba8a77","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-214","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-212",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]