[{"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-3":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},2338466,4572,"Chapter 3: Advanced Great Knight!","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>The crowd began to disperse; though everyone’s emotions differed, one thing was uniform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Envy, jealousy, and resentment toward Gervas vanished, replaced only by schadenfreude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas, unfazed, arrived at the carriage parking area, but immediately frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, his half-brother, the so-called “good younger brother,” had not returned on time after his trip to Saint Peter City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant he had to wait right where he was; otherwise, Saint Peter City was over fifty li from the Gail Domain, and walking would likely take him until noon tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong, Lord Gervas?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to see it was again Magistrate Poli.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he held a title, he no longer needed to fear him; Gervas spoke sharply, “Magistrate Poli, is there something else? Or do you have another unsolvable problem you want me to handle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poli was momentarily speechless, but this old fox cared nothing for face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had come this time to reconcile with Gervas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A younger son of a minor noble meant nothing, but a baron was truly not worth enraging or making an enemy of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Gervas, you jest. I did offend you before, but it was unavoidable!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And now, I’ve come expressly to apologize!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Poli stood a horse, laden with weapons and armor: a longsword, a lance, leather armor, and a shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horse was not a true warhorse, but still worth several gold coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leather armor and longsword were brand new; the shield and lance together cost several gold coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Gervas, you’re a lord now—you surely need a mount and equipment. This is my apology!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Poli had come voluntarily to offer gifts, how could Gervas refuse?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, accepting these gifts filled him with perfect peace of mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a mount, Gervas no longer had to worry about mobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exchanging a few polite words with Poli, he prepared to take his leave—but just before departing, Gervas suddenly remembered something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Magistrate Poli, since I’ve accepted your gift, let me tell you something: just now, on my seat, I overheard a few younger sons of nobles talking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They said your wife often visits Viscount Cato’s estate—and just now, I thought I saw her heading in that direction…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Gervas spurred his horse straight toward the gates of Saint Peter City, leaving Magistrate Poli frozen in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three hundred meters south of Kent Street, inside that big tree—this must be it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the southern district of Saint Peter City, Gervas headed straight here after entering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though now a noble, ten gold coins were still a substantial sum—he wouldn’t let this slip away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The target tree stood beside a well, a crooked, gnarled tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas circled it and indeed found a hollow in the trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the opening was too small for his hand to fit through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this didn’t stop Gervas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, he would have found a way to retrieve it at midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, with his noble status, he simply took the longsword from his saddle and began hacking and chopping at the hollow’s edge—CRASH! CRASH!—widening it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many commoners watched from a distance, but none dared approach to stop or question him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the horse and longsword proved Gervas’s unique status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In moments, the hollow had widened several centimeters; Gervas stopped and reached inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately felt a soft linen sack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out the linen bag and slowly unwrapped it—ten gleaming gold coins came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly rewrapped the coins and shoved them into his coat, then mounted his horse and rode away with flair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t linger in Saint Peter City; he wanted to return home before that “good younger brother,” so he could handle many matters first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without stopping, he galloped thirty li straight through, arriving at Maple Town as dusk fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas decided to rest and spend the night there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the more important reason was that nearby, in the maple forest, grew a Red Spirit Fruit tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After swallowing two mouthfuls of dried rations, Gervas slipped into the maple forest under cover of darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chose nightfall precisely because Red Spirit Fruit was a magical herb—emitting faint light at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, it was far easier to find than in daylight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, such activities were fine only in human-inhabited areas—never deep mountains or wild forests, or you’d become prey for beasts before you even found the fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Found it! I never expected a precious Red Spirit Fruit to grow in a maple forest like this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After searching the forest for about half an hour, Gervas located the Red Spirit Fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding the faintly glowing red fruit in his palm, his heart pounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the supernatural power—the aura—that every noble possessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as a younger son, Gervas, though he practiced his family’s aura-breathing technique, lacked sufficient resources and time; even now, he remained a mere common knight, unable to reach Great Knight status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike his elder brother, the family’s heir, who, thanks to the family’s full investment, had condensed his aura seed at fifteen and become a titled knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, knights were divided into two types: ordinary knights, composed of commoners, and divided into Knight Squires, Knights, and Great Knights!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above ordinary knights stood those who wielded supernatural power—knights who possessed aura, collectively called Titled Knights, with specific ranks: Bronze Knight, Silver Knight, Gold Knight, and Earth Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Gervas could eventually become a Titled Knight through persistent training and physical strengthening, if he waited until his twenties or thirties, it would be too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning to the edge of the forest with the Red Spirit Fruit, Gervas immediately ate it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fruit dissolved instantly, turning into a warm stream that surged through his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bliss made Gervas moan repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through inner observation, his body and meridians were both strengthening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without delay, Gervas steadied his mind and began practicing his family’s breathing technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Practicing now would fully prevent the Red Spirit Fruit’s potency from leaking away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until dawn the next day, Gervas rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a hum, a faint red glow flashed across his palm; he gripped his sword hilt and slashed forward sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK! A maple tree the width of a bowl split cleanly in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cut was smooth, clean, without a single ragged edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This effect is incredible! I’ve become a Great Knight! Ha!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas laughed aloud—the Red Spirit Fruit had greatly strengthened his body and meridians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his previously nonexistent aura, he now saw signs of condensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he could currently sustain this aura release for only two or three seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was already a massive advancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It equaled one or two years of training, instantly elevating him to Great Knight strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, with his meridians strengthened, his once-slow aura absorption—like a dry irrigation ditch—now flowed like a gentle stream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this pace, his aura seed would fully condense in no time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, the villagers of Maple Town slept uneasily, for strange, chilling laughter echoed from beyond the town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the magistrate arrived the next day with soldiers to search the area, he found nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From then on, a legend spread through Maple Town: that a ghost wailed in the darkness beyond the town.\u003C\u002Fp>",1204,"2026-06-20T22:44:01.160Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","594bcff1797ba234117260deba1e84cf488729496b2d9186e405192a946db279","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-4","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-2",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]