Lord of the Oasis Chapter 309

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Kant rode the horse in front, and Rolf briefly reported the recent situation.

There was nothing to report.

Looking at the 100 meters south of the central posthouse, thousands of mercenaries had already gathered there. Each of them held their weapons tightly and looked aggressive, trying to resist. It was obvious that they were not friendly.

Good people would naturally not come to the barren Nahrin Desert!

“Let's go.”

Kant nodded, and his tone was calm.

He gently knocked on the belly of his horse and urged it forward. He swept his gaze across the mercenary group in front of him and said calmly, “I'm going to meet my Uncle Dylan. Heh, what does this guy want to do?”

“He's probably here for a short trip.”, the corner of Rolf's mouth curled up, his face slightly malevolent. “He just brought a little too many gifts.”

“I like that word.”

Kant turned his head to look at Rolf, the corner of his mouth curled up. “Gifts.”

The warhorse beneath him quickened its pace.

The 20 Sarleon Lion Knights acted as personal guards, following closely behind Kant and Rolf. Each of them had a cold expression on their faces. Their eyes swept across the mercenary group like the eyes of a lion, fixing their eyes to the front. It was Baron Dylan and the three knights behind him.

In the perception of these Lion Knights, the threat of these four fellows was undoubtedly the greatest!

At their back, preparations were made.

30 Royal Knights led 200 knights into a charging formation.

1,000 Swadian Footmen crossed their left arms with a shield in front of their chests. Their right hands were tightly clenched with a spatha sword. They formed a four-line formation and advanced step by step with the heavy cavalries in front of them.

As they advanced, the desert was trampled firmly, and the sound of uniform footsteps could be heard.

Elite troops.

Those mercenaries who pretended to be arrogant were trembling in their hearts.

Mercenaries who pursued money, if they really started a war with the disciplined regular army, they might not have any problems for a short period of time. However, once the war became intense and their casualties were too great, their morale would definitely collapse faster than the regular army.

Protecting the country and making money were two completely different concepts!

Kant rode his horse and approached.

With 20 Sarleon Lion Knights as guards, he did not have much fear.

However, in front of him, there were still five Lion Knights riding their horses and holding their shields, blocking the space in front of them. It was the basic common sense to guard against the mercenaries who had crossbowmen secretly aimed at them.

A low-class footman with a crossbow could secretly attack and kill a noble knight.

Everyone was extremely careful.

Including Baron Dylan and the others in front.

Facing Kant and his guards who were slowly approaching, as well as the heavy cavalries and footmen who were pressing in from behind, everyone looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

It was enough for them to be surprised when the armors that looked like artifacts were worn on the knights.

There were also fully armed footmen at the rear!

Everyone was equipped with mail armor, a linen robe, an iron helmet, and a shield and sword. Their appearances were not inferior to the footmen that the noble families in the Dukedom of Leo's South County had trained for generations with the strength of their families!

Kant, the youngest son of Grand Duke who had been exiled, how could he have such power in such a short time?

“The foundation of Princess Sofia!”

Baron Dylan gritted his teeth.

Regarding how much hidden power the Silver Platter Kingdom still had in the Dukedom of Leo, he felt a chill in his heart. It had actually been more than ten years, and they had been strictly guarded year after year. In addition, the nobles had been purged, and now they still had such powerful strength, to be able to let a lowly little noble live peacefully in this barren desert.

He was envious and jealous. What Kant had now was what he longed for. If possible, he wanted to use the heritage left behind by Princess Sofia to obtain a new life!

For this, he shook the reins of his warhorse.

The horse trotted forward.

He forced a smile on his face and raised his right hand to indicate peace and greetings. “Little Kant, if I remember correctly, it has been a long time since we last met.”

“Yes, Uncle Dylan. It's been a long time.”

Kant smiled and nodded.

His attitude was very peaceful, just like in the past.

It was just that both sides were leading troops in battle, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

Baron Dylan did not seem to be different. He stroked his beard and greeted with a smile. “You're still as handsome as ever. I wonder how you've been recently. How have you been?”

“Pretty good.”

Kant shrugged. “I just ran into a little trouble.”

“Oh, that's a pity.”, Baron Dylan smiled. “I wonder if there's anything I can do to help?”. Baron Dylan looked at Kant, he patted his chest. “If it's those Jackalan, I don't think you need to worry. I brought a lot of servants and troops this time just to help you get rid of those uncivilized bloody bandits!”

“Thank you very much.”, Kant nodded again and paused for a moment. “It's just that the trouble I've encountered recently is not those Jackalan, but some other evil fellows.”

Kant was obviously talking about the undead in the depths of the desert.

However, Baron Dylan's expression froze slightly.

He thought Kant was referring to himself.

He swept his gaze over the heavy cavalry and footman phalanxes behind Kant who were getting closer and closer, but he still suppressed the brutality in his heart. He coughed lightly and said, “Perhaps the trouble will be solved very soon. I believe in your ability, Little Kant.”

“Of course, it can indeed be solved.”, Kant smiled.

Kant was telling the truth.

The Baron Dylan and his mercenary group in front of him were really not a problem.

The real problem was the spreading undead.

However, after dealing with the Stone Pass in the south and using the cruelest methods to deter the noble families of the Dukedom of Leo, Kant could retract his forces and focus on dealing with the undead invasion in the north.

This was a strategic plan that had already been planned.

As for how to deal with Baron Dylan and his mercenary group, Kant did not take it to heart. He only looked at him and nodded faintly. “Uncle Dylan, I'm very touched that you brought so many servants and soldiers to help me directly.”

“But it seems that I've overestimated myself.”

Baron Dylan laughed dryly. “You may not need me now, but you can defend your estate.”

“I can always defend it.”, Kant smiled, instead, he said, “Since you're already here, then don't leave. In fact, there are many posts in my estate that need help. For example, digging table salt. There are a lot of miners that are lacking. I think your mercenaries are very suitable. Why don't you stay and follow me?”

“You…”, Baron Dylan narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze across Kant's young face. He wanted to say something, but he could not speak for a moment. He only opened his mouth, but his heart was beating extremely fast.

Kant was still Kant.

It was just that the positions of both parties were already different.

Baron Dylan narrowed his eyes. He still had a smile on his face. “Little Kant, I… Don't understand what you mean. You know, our relationship…”

“Our relationship is very close!”

Kant interrupted him with a faint smile on his face. “So, you will help me, won't you?”. As he spoke, he emphasized, “My dear, Uncle Dylan.”

However, Baron Dylan's pupils suddenly shrank.

He swallowed his saliva slightly.

Cold sweat flowed out.

Looking at the young Kant in front of him, the arrogant but respectful Rolf beside him, as well as waves of heavy cavalries and footmen behind him, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have miscalculated something.

A very serious mistake!

That was…

The one in control of the overall situation seemed to be Kant, the fellow who he had thought should be a puppet!

No!

There was a hint of panic in Baron Dylan's eyes.

His rationality made him quickly return to his senses. He looked at Kant's calm face, and his heart trembled.

This was not right!

The one in control of the overall situation…

Was Kant!

This young second son of the Grand Duke was just like his father. During the empty period of the transfer of authority, he directly controlled all of the power within a short period of time!

Including the current command of these troops!

“I…”

Baron Dylan had obviously noticed this.

He opened his mouth and suddenly realized that his plan seemed to be completely laughable because of the unequal information!

Just as he was about to say something, a ball of fiery red light suddenly burst out behind him. The vassal knight actually took advantage of the moment when both sides were chatting to suddenly burst out. He pulled out the longsword at his waist and instantly pounced towards Kant with that scorching heat.

“Go to hell!”

The vassal knight's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his figure was extremely fast!

He burst out extremely suddenly!

“Whoosh –” “Whoosh –”

However, his movements were too sudden. Beside Kant, the blood-red aura exploded even more rapidly!

The two Sarleon Lion Knights were already on high alert. The knight's sword at their waists was unsheathed in an instant. They charged straight at the vassal knight and engaged in a melee.

“Clang –”

The blood-red aura turned into a ferocious lion.

With a crisp sound, the longsword in the vassal knight's hand was completely broken into two.

This vassal knight had also stopped his explosive assault. He stood on the spot, but there was a knight's sword flickering with blood-red flames around his neck, as well as the Lion Knight who was staring at him coldly.

“Explain!”

Rolf berated him coldly.

The other Lion Knights had already placed their hands on the hilt of their swords. The faint blood-red flames could erupt at any time.

Even the knights and footmen behind them had stopped in their tracks when they saw this happening. They looked over coldly, as if they were about to charge into the battle at any moment!

“I… I…”

The vassal knight's face was covered in cold sweat.

He had never expected that he, as a grand knight, would be easily subdued in such a short period of time!

Meanwhile, the two grand knights with unfamiliar faces were also covered in cold sweat. At the same time, their eyes were filled with gloom. They had never expected such an accident to happen!

They had never thought that Kant would have so many grand knights by his side!

There was a total of twenty grand knights!

This frightened the ordinary knights. For a moment, they stood behind Baron Dylan and stared at everything in front of them dumbfounded. Their legs felt weak.

“Explain…”

Baron Dylan was still beating the drum in his heart. In fact, cold sweat was dripping down his temples.

Looking at the pleading gaze of the vassal knight, their plan of assassination failed, Baron Dylan would be in charge of it, temporarily covering up this matter.

After all, at that time, they thought that they were at an advantage.

Even if they killed Kant, the puppet, not only would they be fine, but Baron Dylan might also even be able to replace him.

However, the world was unpredictable.

It was even more unpredictable!

The puppet that Baron Dylan had expected was not a puppet, but a real demon king. The terrifying demon hiding its strength behind the scenes had even trapped him.

He wanted to stop this plan, but it was already too late.

“This matter…”

Baron Dylan's hand was on the hilt of his sword by his waist.

Looking at Kant, he turned his head to look at the vassal knight. A malevolent look instantly appeared in his eyes. He unsheathed his sword and instantly cut the throat of his loyal grand knight friend.

Blood lines appeared.

The longsword cut the fragile throat.

Baron Dylan's face became solemn. He said solemnly, “Attempting to assassinate Baron Kant is a capital crime!”

Chapter end