[{"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-337":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},2338800,4572,"Chapter 337","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-337",337,"\u003Cp>“My lord, those fellows were absolutely hilarious! I bet they’ve never seen a viscount’s family with so many cavalry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, my lord, Migen is right—those guys must’ve thought our status was fake, but they dared not say it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering Iron Wolf City, Migen and the other knights couldn’t help but burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards’ reactions had been clearly seen by all, and everyone understood the reason behind their strange expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, all of them couldn’t help but feel a touch of pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In days past, only the oldest families enjoyed such treatment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, we too can experience this kind of prestige!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas, listening to his subordinates’ words, was also slightly proud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rarely left his domain, coming to such a crowded place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, he felt that after half a year in this other world, the real powerhouse was himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, compared to the established families, he still had to work harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Hero’s Tavern of Iron Wolf City, voices roared like a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Men in silk robes mingled with those clad in leather armor and carrying longswords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an odd scene was rare elsewhere, but here it occurred daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was due to Iron Wolf City’s geographical position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the closest city to the Chaos Wasteland and the Death Mountains, its foot traffic, besides merchant caravans, consisted mostly of adventurers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Hero’s Tavern was the most upscale inn in Iron Wolf City, making it the favorite haunt of adventurers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For those who lived with their heads on their belts, indulgence was key—after a big haul, they’d bring their gold coins here to enjoy fine wine and beautiful women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those in silk robes were nobles and merchants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though adventurers held low status, they carried profit, so nobles and merchants frequently came here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Columbus, how’s it going? Found a patron yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, I bet he hasn’t—look at his empty cup, he won’t even order another!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, I agree—no fool would hand over six hundred gold coins based on a word or two!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right, Columbus, why not show us your treasure map? Then nobles and merchants can decide whether to fund you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly, Columbus, show us your treasure map so we can tell if it’s real or not!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner of the tavern, several adventurers, faces flushed from drink, mocked Columbus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, adventurers wouldn’t quarrel unless there was a conflict of interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, their lives were already dangerous enough—they didn’t want to invite an enemy’s ambush on top of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Columbus was an exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Columbus was a sea adventurer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a year ago, Columbus was still a top adventurer envied by all, for he owned a seaworthy ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though profits from sea adventures had declined in recent years, Columbus had joined the sea trade at thirteen and possessed rare maritime experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This allowed his income to sustain his ship’s operations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But six months ago, his ship sank after an encounter with a sea beast, utterly changing Columbus’s life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he and most of his crew barely drifted to a nearby island and were luckily rescued by a passing merchant vessel,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they lost the ship essential to their adventures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Columbus was no longer a sea adventurer—and fell into poverty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Columbus seemed unwilling to give up. He claimed to possess a treasure map, saying his shipwreck had occurred while searching for its treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he kept seeking patrons to fund another expedition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But people weren’t fools, especially not nobles and merchants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t be sure if Columbus was using this as an excuse to swindle a costly ship, so no one was willing to fund him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when some nobles demanded to see the map first before considering support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All were refused by Columbus, confirming in public’s eyes that he merely wanted to trick them into giving him a ship under the guise of treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, even some of his former crew members began to doubt him, unable to bear it any longer and preparing to switch to land adventures in the Chaos Wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the drunken adventurers’ mockery and taunts, Columbus had grown used to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he had no intention of rising to defend himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bartender, tell Columbus to move—he’s blocking our seat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, several new adventurers entered the tavern, finding all seats taken, and headed toward Columbus’s corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, this secluded corner saw little traffic, so Columbus chose it—he didn’t order refills, but didn’t disrupt the tavern’s business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today, the number of adventurers exceeded usual, filling the tavern to capacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bartender hesitated, glancing at Columbus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without refills, he was still a customer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the newcomers were eight strong, clearly just made a big score and ready to spend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were undoubtedly tonight’s premium patrons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Columbus, I apologize—would you like a refill?” The bartender lowered his posture to the utmost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this question revealed everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled how, once, he had been one of the Hero’s Tavern’s most honored guests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, not only would no one dare eject him—even a frown from him would make the bartender kneel and beg forgiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Columbus had no more desire to stay in the tavern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was time to abandon his delusions, accept reality, and turn to land-based adventures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Refill? Why refill? This garbage rum doesn’t deserve Columbus’s status!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think only Red Earl’s premium ale is worthy of a top adventurer like Columbus!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Red Earl’s ale? That’s ten silver coins a jug!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze, turning toward the voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, they saw a finely dressed young man enter the tavern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Columbus paid no attention—he assumed this was still someone teasing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he lowered his head, stood up, and prepared to move aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier adventurers, seeing this, wasted no time—fearing someone else would take the seat—immediately moved to sit down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who gave you permission to sit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice questioned them from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men froze, their faces darkening with annoyance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though not nobles, three among them were Bronze Knights, five were Great Knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And adventurers, who lived on the edge of death, rarely feared nobles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They glared back, ready to confront whoever spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next instant, their anger vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you have a problem?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six fully armed knights had surrounded them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their aura barely released—each was a Title Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More astonishing still, their leader was a Silver Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Silver Knight, five Bronze Knights as guards, and two rows of twenty fully armed soldiers stood at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which noble family’s scion was this young man?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eight adventurers instantly cowered. “Noble Young Master, we have no objections—you’re right, we don’t deserve to sit here. We’re leaving at once!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming the knights made no move to stop them, the eight adventurers fled the tavern like hunted beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other adventurers in the tavern showed no contempt—instead, they looked at Gervas with reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A minor noble? They could simply flee and settle elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the scion of a great noble? That was a being they dared not provoke.\u003C\u002Fp>",1180,"2026-06-20T22:44:02.338Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5e4a8bdfd9affa92db7c5246cd2bd138897fef45b3fe99ce6fe7fc8697f9cfce","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-338","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-336",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]