"Brother, let's get home soon, hehe..." Heren smiled foolishly as usual in the carriage.

It was not easy to keep him quiet for a while. Leren curled his lips and looked out of the carriage window. He still had a deeper remembrance of his hometown, which he had been away from for several years.

Critical City.

There is no doubt about the most luxurious and fertile city in the entire western border; it can be ranked among the entire Kingdom of Fares.

Of course, due to the overall poor and hilly wasteland in the western border, the population and quality are incomparable to several other places, we can compete with the southern border, which is an island community.

"This city wall looks more 'rich' than when I was studying abroad." Leren found many unseen decorations on the city wall.

Generally speaking, the city walls are just enough to ensure that they are clean and tidy, but the Duke of the West feels that this is an important way to show the majesty of the nobles and must be paid attention to it - so they painted all kinds of lacquer paintings, such as the Lipa family's badge "Mountain Python";

The giant python had a lot of paint lost in the wind, rain and sun. Before he had time to paint it, it looked like a seven-inch-pounding snake.

Tsk, I always like to do these useless things.

He has a fat face, a fat body, likes war, and ignores the lives and death of the people... Even the warlike Duke of the North,...

Oh, by the way, I heard that the Duke of Northland was assassinated while on the expedition some time ago. It seems that his father is stronger.

Because this guy never goes to the front line, he can only climb to the city wall to see the battle situation, and then show off his power when he wins.

"How is my father's situation?" Leren asked;

"He...hehe, it's so good!" Hyren smiled foolishly, "Now...I can throw it to him seven or eight times..."

Li Ren made up the scene of a muscular fool holding a fat noble over his head.

I can't figure it out, forget it.

This guy is quite doting on his children.

The sisters and sisters are probably eating and drinking in various cities at this time. As their identities, no one will ask about killing several slaves like Le Ren.

Haha, these innocent guys are not as serious as themselves!

During this month, Leren obeyed the order of the Duke of the Western Frontier to do something: Lecture!

Although there was a defeat on the Eastern Front, the loss was not great for the Duke of the West - it was just a fortress, so Marquis Sbrunn could just rebuild one. Anyway, the Corey tribe could not come down;

In contrast, this so-called defeat is more like a strategic victory.

A fortress and a bunch of magic bottles are not rare for the Western Region; but the two passes and thousands of lives are irreparable losses for the Corey tribe - no matter how fanatic they are, pregnant women cannot give birth to their children in advance, and it is even more impossible for a few-year-old doll to fight;

Judging from the number of people participating in the war by the Mammoth Tribe, several tribes on the Eastern Front sent reinforcements; after this war, the entire Eastern Front was much more honest.

This is really worth celebrating.

The Duke not only issued a commendation order to Marquis Sbrun at that time, but also ordered him to be given 6,666 Golden Dragons.

Leren still remembers how Mibrow was laughing and crying when he received the commendation order, which was no less than the first time he saw Hyren performing and smuggling the door and fanning the latter.

Of course, it is unlikely that it will happen if you lose and receive rewards. The biggest contributor to this "victory" is Le Ren - because he added fuel to the fire and described the situation on the Eastern Front, the Duke of the West was overjoyed;

As for that inexplicable "explosion"?

Well, is that not easy to explain? What Leren learned in the middle realm is no matter what strategy and tactics.

To put it bluntly, the magic bottle has certain flaws in its design, and there was an accident, and it all exploded when celebrating the victory;

The pot was directly placed on the poor scholars of the Magic Academy - it was a design problem! It had nothing to do with Marquis Sbrunn!

...This is not a scam. After all, Le Ren doesn't know how it was blown up.

Some soldiers said that they saw an UFO rushing over the head and then hit the catapult; many people therefore speculated that it was caused by the Corey people.

Just kidding, although the shamans know a little magic, they don’t have a slasher and it’s impossible for the branches to be thrown so far. Could it be that they threw them directly? Whoever has such great strength can’t believe that they can kill Leren.

In short, the final result was quite satisfying to Marquis Sbrun;

Naturally, he did not mention the fact that Leren had committed fraud in killing enemies before, and even said that he had blown up the valley and caused trouble to the army. On the contrary, he highly praised Leren's outstanding contributions in this battle - and it was precisely because of this that Leren had the opportunity to give a speech on the entire Western Frontier.

Not to mention, there are really many rough men who are convinced by themselves. Looking at the admiration of those people, Le Ren felt that his vanity was greatly satisfied.

A new type of magic bottle is under development;

The Duke was quite satisfied with the power of the magic bottle and ordered the Magic Academy to step up the research - if it is done well, it will be held accountable if it is not done well;

While issuing this order, he also issued hundreds of golden dragons to reward the magicians.

The Duke is relatively qualified in terms of employment - otherwise he would not be able to get a "relative" evaluation in the eyes of the people.

Speaking of rewards - Leren did not receive any substantial rewards in this victory, only a few words of praise and a chance to go on a tour;

But he was not at all dissatisfied.

He knew that the entire Western Region was his own! Even if he rewarded himself with golden dragons, jewelry, etc., it was nothing more than a replacement, and it was meaningless.

The position of the heir was very stable; Leren listened to Hyren's silly laughter coming from the carriage. Even if he did not make any contributions, could his father pass the position of the duke to a mentally retarded person?

Thinking of this, Le Ren was in a better mood.

The breeze blows on Leren's face with the unique fragrance of trees; he squints his eyes, feels the beautiful scenery, and looks forward to a bright future;

"Brother, it's not good to put your head out the window!" Heren reminded, "Our dad said, will..."

"Oh, don't disturb my mood!" Leren said impatiently, "I'm...ah!"

Leren screamed and his body immediately shrank back;

As soon as Heren looked at him, there were a few red marks on his face - it seemed that he had been patted on his face by a branch.

"Hehe, I'll just say, don't touch the window, it's very dangerous..." Heren stretched out his big hand, "Come on, brother, I'll rub it for you-"

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Chapter completed!