Chapter 322: The Church Convoy Arrives!

"Knight Commander Lei Meng, do you think my lord can get that female lizard to help us?"

"I'm not sure, but since my lord chose to do this, I feel he has some confidence!"

"But I am somewhat worried; we signed a contract with the little lizard, allowing us to communicate and sense each other slightly."

"Yet my lord did not sign a contract with that female lizard. Even with Zuiyue's communication, it is uncertain whether the female lizard can understand my lord's meaning!"

"What if the female lizard discovers we signed a contract with the little lizard? Do you think it might go berserk?!"

Outside the forest, Lei Meng and Knight Mi Gen waited.

However, the two were clearly not calm; after all, that was a fourth-tier magical beast.

"Should we sneak back carefully to take a look?" Mi Gen suggested.

Lei Meng frowned, however; after all, my lord's order was for them to retreat outside the forest.

Now, returning for any reason whatsoever would be defying orders.

But after Mi Gen said that, he too felt slightly worried.

Rustle-rustle!

Fortunately, at this moment, a voice sounded behind the two, and then a red figure emerged from the woods.

"My... my lord?!"

That red figure was naturally the female lizard, but what surprised them most was not the lizard itself, but the person on the female lizard's back.

Wasn't that my lord?!"

But any wild beast or magical beast, before being tamed, is extremely averse to being stepped on its back.

Therefore, the fact that my lord can sit on the female lizard's back makes the situation obvious.

"My lord, did it agree?" the two asked in surprise.

"Yes, the female lizard has agreed!" Gervas nodded lightly.

"How did you do it? Did you use a contract scroll?" Mi Gen and Lei Meng widened their eyes; my lord had actually succeeded.

"Not a contract scroll. I simply reasoned with the female lizard. It was convinced by my reasoning and expressed its willingness to help us guard Stormhold from now on!"

What?

Rea... reason?

Can you reason with a magical beast?

"Let's go! We'll take the Iron-Clad Fire Lizards to Swan Lake!" Gervas did not continue explaining; after all, there really wasn't a good way to explain this.

Immediately, Gervas led the bewildered Mi Gen and Lei Meng to begin the return journey.

"Baron Mil, are we almost there?"

"Magistrate Ma Xieer, Deacon Brandon, there are still about five or six li to go. Once we cross that hill in the distance, we will arrive at Wheatfield Town!"

On a dirt road within Stormhold, a convoy of over two hundred people was advancing.

At the front of the convoy were Mil and Gervas's neighboring lords from surrounding territories.

In a carriage not far behind were the Magistrate of Ironwolf City and the church personnel.

Although the Magistrate of Ironwolf City had visited many southern territories before, this was truly his first time in such a remote territory as Stormhold.

He originally thought that after crossing the Stormhold border marker, he would see Storm Castle very soon.

But unexpectedly, after walking for over half an hour, the surroundings were still wilderness.

If not for the wide, flat dirt road, which clearly showed frequent repair and maintenance, he would have even suspected he had already crossed the kingdom's border.

"This is too remote!" Hearing Mil's reply, Ma Xieer muttered, then turned to look at the Church of Light deacon beside him, saying earnestly, "Deacon Brandon, there are still five or six li to go. Are you tired, my lord? Should we rest for a while first?"

"Magistrate Ma Xieer, no need to rest. We have plenty of time now. I hope that after arriving at Storm Castle to explain the situation, we can immediately begin selecting a site!"

"The sooner the temple is built, the sooner this land can be bathed in divine light, preventing evil dark creatures from daring to invade!"

Deacon Brandon's expression was serene as he directly rejected Ma Xieer's proposal.

Moreover, as the person in charge of the Church of Light's entry into the southern region this time, he was wearing a linen robe that, in the eyes of nobles, only commoners wore.

Over the robe, he wore a hooded cloak.

This was also the rule of the Church of Light: except for special occasions, all priest personnel of the Church of Light must wear simple linen attire when outside.

This was to get closer to commoners and serfs.

The nobles were very disdainful of the church's move, but obviously, the effect of doing so was truly tangible.

Seeing his proposal rejected, Ma Xieer felt no displeasure. "Very well, Deacon Brandon!"

Having spoken, he immediately turned to look at the Ironwolf City guards beside him. "Did you hear? Everyone, speed up! Do not delay Deacon Brandon's affairs!"

"That guy, look how arrogant he is!"

"Shh, you guys, keep it down! That guy is detestable, but we cannot offend Deacon Brandon!"

"Mil is right. Sigh, I hope Lord Gervas has as much luck as we do, and that the temple is not chosen on his territory!"

"Shh, Ian, let's go! When we meet Lord Gervas later, find a chance to secretly remind him!"

Mil and Gervas's other neighboring lords whispered for a moment, then calmly resumed their journey.

Twenty minutes later, the castle appeared before their eyes.

The castle guards naturally noticed them, and immediately a Magic Swift Eagle came to inquire.

After confirming the situation, the Magic Swift Eagle immediately returned to the castle to report.

"Stormhold actually has a flying squad?" Magistrate Ma Xieer looked at the departing Magic Swift Eagle in some surprise.

"Magistrate Ma Xieer, according to Viscount Gervas, a few Magic Swift Eagles were startled and escaped the Death Mountain Range some time ago, then lingered in the mangroves by the sea!"

"After Viscount Gervas discovered them, he luckily captured them!"

"Such good luck!" Magistrate Ma Xieer could not help but feel envious; this was practically no different from picking up money.

And they were picking up hundreds of gold coins all at once.

"Ma Xieer Ma Xieer, if this were elsewhere, such an occurrence would indeed be rare, but this is the edge of the Death Mountain Range, so the probability is quite high!" Mil and the others explained.

Ma Xieer naturally understood the situation in the Storm Duchy. "That's right; in this Storm Duchy, a few demonic beasts breaking in is truly nothing."

Soon, the group arrived at the foot of the castle's gentle slope.

And Gervas, having received the news, was already waiting.

"Gervas, let me introduce you: this is the Civil Administrator of Iron Wolf City, and this is a Deacon of the Church of Light!" Mil stepped forward and specially made the introduction for Gervas.

"The Civil Administrator of Iron Wolf City? A Deacon of the Church of Light? Gentlemen, welcome, welcome! Your arrival truly brings honor to Storm Castle!" Gervas expressed surprise and astonishment just enough, warmly greeting the two.

Seeing Gervas's reaction, Ma Xieer found it no different from what he expected of a country noble, so he paid little attention to Gervas at that moment.

He nodded immediately and replied politely: "Viscount Gervas, this sudden visit is indeed somewhat of an intrusion!"

"However, I have come bearing the Kingdom's decree, so please forgive me, Viscount Gervas!"

"By the way, Your Excellency the Viscount, Deacon Brandon has traveled a long distance and is likely weary; shall we enter the castle before we speak?"

"Of course, that was my rudeness! Gentlemen, please come in!" Gervas remained outwardly calm, then warmly invited everyone to proceed into the castle.

Meanwhile, Mil and the others exchanged glances, all casting looks of disdain toward Ma Xieer.

At the same time, several of them subtly signaled Gervas with their eyes.