[{"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-376":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},2338839,4572,"Chapter 376: He","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-376",376,"\u003Cp>“Father, you’re back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the rear of the column, Adamas eagerly approached upon seeing his father return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How was it? Did you hear the full-army announcement?” Marquis Austin nodded with a smile, his face filled with affection as he gazed at his eldest son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several trials, his eldest son had grown increasingly responsible—just like himself in his youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this northern conscription, he had expected Adamas, upon learning he would be taken along, to refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or even if he didn’t refuse, he would have been too frightened to sleep or eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unexpectedly, whether before departure or after arriving in the northern frontier, Adamas had behaved perfectly normally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they had yet to encounter the orcs, such a mindset was already very commendable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, even some established minor nobles felt their hearts tremble at the thought of fighting orcs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard it, Father. It’s truly an honor—couriers galloped throughout the entire army, proclaiming his name to all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, Baron Mil is truly deserving—after all, if any other noble had been in his place, they’d have been too terrified to even think of launching a counterattack to assist the main camp in crushing the orcs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Adamas didn’t fully understand minor nobles, he put himself in that situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt that if he had been in it, his first thought would have been to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for leading men to counterattack the orcs in the wilderness, he doubted he could have done it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Austin nodded—his son’s lack of envy was a fine trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For spoiled heirs, hearing such news would have sneered, claiming they could have done the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet if truly placed in the same circumstances, with similarly capable subordinates, they’d likely be so terrified they couldn’t even walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Adamas, besides Baron Mil, there’s another minor noble who stood out even more—though his deeds weren’t announced.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Another who stood out more? How is that possible? Father, if such a person exists, why wasn’t he announced? Did he offend someone?” This was the only possibility Adamas could imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, if a baron received a full-army announcement, there was no reason a viscount would be suppressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Austin shook his head with a smile. “Adamas, this time it’s not because he offended anyone—he himself requested secrecy…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Austin told Adamas about Gervas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adamas stared in disbelief. “A viscount alone claimed half the enemy heads?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vanguard camp had over ten thousand men; a viscount’s forces numbered at most a thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such a disparity in strength, his half-plus of the kills was undeniably dazzling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Adamas, yes, the viscount was lucky—half his men had been purified by a mana spring, granting them extraordinary strength, able to fight orcs one-on-one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this also proves indirectly how extraordinary this noble is—after all, training so many soldiers requires both courage and substantial resources.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Most importantly, this viscount ultimately requested his achievements be concealed—that’s the rarest thing of all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every noble seeks fame and glory, shining their family’s name—but this minor noble held back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because he knew his strength was too weak—if the orcs targeted him, he’d be in danger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His men can only fight orcs one-on-one—they cannot face two, three, or even five at once!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, this Viscount Gervas is truly remarkable! Is he perhaps a son of some duke’s family?” Adamas’s eyes shone with admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an outstanding man—he truly felt inferior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably not. I inquired just now—I heard Gervas is a minor noble from the southern frontier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And that region is extremely dangerous, with too little time for development; farmland is still scarce, so no dukes or marquises send their sons there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet precisely because of that, such a minor noble is even more rare!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adamas nodded. So far, he had met only two such remarkable men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was this Viscount Gervas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other, of course, was Lord Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When we return, we should tell Lord Harry—he’ll certainly be very interested!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas had no idea his real name had already been discovered by Adamas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the following days, they encountered no further orc attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the territory ahead was still firmly under the kingdom’s control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orcish raids were occasional tricks at best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To use them frequently was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Commander Lyne and Captain Leed had tightened their vigilance, no longer lax as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for feedback on the battle report, it had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though battlefield merits would only be settled after the war ended,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the legion’s supreme commander had sent a large quantity of smoked meat and dozens of barrels of beer as rewards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In addition, they had also informed them that Baron Mil had been publicly praised throughout the army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made Mil the talk of the vanguard camp—every evening, nobles invited him to drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Mil himself, knowing the fame wasn’t his, felt deeply uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Gervas repeatedly reassured him: this false fame brought not only benefits but also the risk of drawing orc attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Mil needn’t feel indebted—after all, Mil had shared the risk with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Mil felt somewhat better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, regarding the orcs targeting him, Mil patted his chest and declared: with Gervas present, let the orcs come as fiercely as they liked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed, and it was now the sixth day since leaving Black Dragon City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant they were now within reach of their destination: Red Stone City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening, Gervas’s group received Commander Lyne’s summons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas immediately led Mil and the others to the command tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baron Mil!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baron Mil!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as they entered the tent, the nobles all rose to greet and bow to Baron Mil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mil glanced at Gervas, then returned their greetings with a stiff expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baron Mil, sit here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Solit called out to Mil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had left a seat beside him—specifically reserved for Mil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Solit was deputy commander of the vanguard camp, so his seat was among the most prominent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a seat would normally be taken by Captain Leed or by a noble of higher rank and greater forces, like Gervas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mil glanced at Gervas; seeing Gervas wink, he replied, “Then thank you, Deputy Commander Solit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas then found a seat slightly closer to the tent entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Lyne cast a subtle glance at Gervas but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, concealing Gervas’s battlefield achievements was his own request.\u003C\u002Fp>",1051,"2026-06-20T22:44:02.338Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6b03338a97b220be883d6e9ef92d8547bf6fdb5d8ad99b45c7e21ad627faa8f8","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-377","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-375",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]