[{"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-220":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},2338683,4572,"Chapter 220: Valen and Pika!","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-220",220,"\u003Cp>An hour and a half later, the Magic Swift Eagle squad returned safely to the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the six griffins landed, Mi Gen and the other knights were instantly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heaven… heavens, these… these are griffins? Am I seeing correctly?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mi Gen, you’re not mistaken—we all saw they’re griffins!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mi Gen and the others naturally understood how rare griffins were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the kingdom was full of nobles, and many owned flying beasts, only a handful possessed griffins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the royal family truly maintained a full-fledged griffin legion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other families owned only three or five, mostly for ceremonial purposes rather than combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, their lord had suddenly returned with six griffins—utterly unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But my lord, how could there be griffins? And so many of them? Aren’t they supposed to be extremely rare?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mi Gen, that’s a good question. Ordinary griffins are indeed rare, but have you forgotten where we are? The Death Mountains!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today, Zhui Yue said he saw a group of griffins fighting several sixth-rank Iron Spike Vultures—and it was fierce!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I originally went to watch the spectacle, but by the time I arrived, the battle was over—all surviving Iron Spike Vultures and griffins had left!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only corpses remained, along with these few griffins barely clinging to life—I picked them up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord… just like that?” Mi Gen and the knights exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s all it was. If I’d had more Magic Swift Eagles, I’d have brought back the corpses of the Iron Spike Vultures and griffins too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mi Gen and the others fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then again, hadn’t their lord picked up plenty of valuable things before?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weren’t the Magic Swift Eagles and Fire Horses both found like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though griffins were rarer, with Zhui Yue around, it wasn’t surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord, if anything like this happens again, please take me along! The scene… must have been breathtaking?!” Mi Gen’s face glowed with hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem. Once we have enough flying beasts, I’ll definitely bring you all along!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Wizard Isabella had been summoned; Gervas wasted no time and quickly explained the situation to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon learning Gervas wished to save the nearly dead griffins, Isabella replied: “My lord, these griffins are severely injured!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can attempt to treat them, but I cannot guarantee all will survive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It will require various magical materials, even some pre-made potions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isabella, do your best regardless of whether they live or not!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for materials, don’t worry about using them—use as much as you need. If we run out, I’ll buy more later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come on, he was the man who received daily intelligence—when had he ever lacked magical materials?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe next time he’d find a few more sea beast corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lord!” Isabella wasted no time and immediately began treating the griffins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, before treatment, proper shackles and iron chains for their wings had to be arranged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Valen, ahead lies Storm Lord’s territory. Are you certain it’s grown wealthy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, I heard from Baron Pat’s domain that Storm Lord’s peasants now eat meat once a month, and their lord even bought Pat’s iron mine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Think about it—if these rumors are true, whether the peasants or the lord himself, they’re dripping with wealth!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what if the rumors are false?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If false, it’s simple—we go to another territory, or if worse comes to worst, return to Baron Pat’s domain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But if true, we’ll strike it rich. Storm Lord’s peasants will gladly trade with us, and our goods will fetch high prices!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moreover, what worries me most isn’t whether the rumors are true, but whether the Storm Lord will tolerate us fugitives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If he hates fugitives like us, that’s the real danger!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, let’s just go and try. If the rumors are true, and Storm Lord’s peasants have grown wealthy, then their lord must be kind-hearted!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Otherwise, how could those once destitute peasants have improved so quickly? Perhaps the Storm Lord won’t hate us after all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re right, Pika—but no matter what, we must be cautious when we get there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Valen and Pika, two fugitives from the Chaos Wasteland, cautiously headed toward Wheatfield Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had once visited Wheatfield Town before, but that was three years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, Storm Lord still had a lord—but later, his castle was overrun by demons, and Storm Lord fell into decline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, the two had penetrated deep into Storm Lord’s territory, yet to their relief, they encountered no patrols.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was normal—Storm Lord’s population was so small, its guards couldn’t be many.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real danger would come when they tried selling their goods inside the town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, they reached the town’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were immediately stunned by the vast, sprawling farmlands outside the town!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at these fields—so neatly arranged, as if each had been measured with a ruler!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, look at those irrigation canals—all built with stone blocks. Pika, don’t you remember? In the past, Wheatfield Town didn’t have this much farmland, did it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right. I recall the old farmland only began north of this stream. The south side was all rocky flats and thickets—but now, it’s all farmland, stretching beyond sight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s clear Storm Lord has truly grown wealthy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With awe, the two entered the town, hopeful yet uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no guards at the town gate, nor on the streets—gradually, they grew more at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the town square, they found it bustling with vendors setting up stalls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knew the rules: seeing all the sellers were locals, they chose a quiet corner to lay out their goods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was their first time—they dared not pick a prime spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: if they accidentally took a local’s space, a single denunciation could bring guards—and they’d be in danger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They laid out several animal pelts and dozens of pounds of dried smoked meat on linen cloth, even holding back their cries of sale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were observing—watching how others reacted to their arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they glanced around, a well-dressed man—clearly no commoner—approached them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him followed three or four burly peasants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, their faces paled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they could react, the man reached them: “Gentlemen, I’m Thomas, Civil Administrator of Storm Lord.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“C…Civil Administrator?!” Their faces turned deathly white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he were some thug, it’d be bearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But an official like a Civil Administrator—this was what they feared most.\u003C\u002Fp>",1055,"2026-06-20T22:44:02.338Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c00628cc5bcacac8001861b914f3cdcf6dea90cd2a7b1d1ae1e929afcaaa5772","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-221","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-219",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]