Chapter 136 Pressure

Accompanying Mallus were more than a dozen apprentices he had trained personally, as well as several newly recruited wing cavalry and Varangian guards.

Lothar asked Mallus to choose a site and prepare to build a blacksmith shop.

The supporting hydraulic forging hammer, water mill, crusher, hydraulic blower and other tools are very particular about the flow rate of the water area, and the Jordan River and its tributaries have dry periods and wet periods.

The Hussars and the Varangian Guards returned to their respective formations.

It is worth mentioning that Pepin also changed his profession to a hussar, which meant he entered a circle that Lothar could trust without reservation.

"Get Julia here."

Julia, a female vampire with wheat-colored skin and long brown hair, has soft facial features of a mix of Dacians and Greeks.

"Stephanie, I'll leave it to you, can you do it?"

Julia looked embarrassed: "Stephanie, that stinky woman, has been wary of me for a long time. She is always surrounded by guards holding magic-blocking gold weapons. I'm afraid I can't do it, sir."

"You can't even assassinate a secular lord?"

Lothar frowned deeply.

Isn't this vampire too embarrassing?

Julia muttered: "I'm just a small fifth-generation vampire. I'm not that powerful to begin with. If Huaiya is still alive, I have some confidence."

When it came to Huaiya, she didn't feel much regret.

Vampires don't have such deep feelings between each other. They just fly away when disaster strikes. Moreover, it was precisely because Huaiya "flyed" earlier that she died under Jeanne's holy spear.

However, Julia's talk of belittling her own ability was actually just a shirk. She was still very confident about killing Stephanie.

I didn't do that originally because people who wore shoes were afraid of going barefoot.

That's not the case now. Even the territory has been taken away anyway, and it doesn't matter whether the identity of the vampire will be exposed.

The reason why he shied away was simply because he didn't want to do things for Lothar.

"Fifth Generation?"

Lothar frowned: "Tell me in detail how your vampires are classified?"

Julia said happily: "This is not a secret. It is measured according to the concentration of the blood of the true ancestors inherited in us."

"The fifth-generation vampires like us are the most numerous. They often refer to young vampires who have reached adulthood but are under three hundred years old."

"The average age of the fourth-generation vampires is over five hundred years, and they exist widely as lords in Transylvania, Wallachia and Moldavia. The third-generation vampires are even dubbed 'Duke' ’ or ‘prince title’, possessing a vast territory, and many fourth-generation blood clans have surrendered to them, and anything beyond that is just a legend.”

Aren’t these three “Asias” the territory of Romania in later generations?

Lothar thought thoughtfully: "Then which generation do you think Fringilla is?"

"It should be the third generation, but I...I can't be sure. The lady's breath of blood is completely different from what I know. She is more alive and energetic."

Lothar thought for a moment and felt that the idea of ​​sending Fringilla alone to try to unify the vampire forces was too risky, but in the future, when her strength breaks through to Elite Two, she should be able to give it a try.

"One more thing. Do you know which places in Hebron have the strongest forces and are the most notorious?"

He was said to be a local tycoon, but he actually owned manors and raised private soldiers. He was no different from a lord, except that he had no legal support and had to pay an extra layer of tax to the lord.

"Hussein near Henus Castle. He was a cruel and stingy man. He started his business by selling grain and salt, and secretly funded many bands of bandits. At the beginning, some tax collectors in my territory also cried to me that he robbed their caravans. , but this Hussein paid me a tribute very wisely, so I didn’t interfere in this matter.”

"That's it."

Lothar thought thoughtfully: "How many people does this Hussein have?"

"On the surface, there are only a dozen guards, but it is said that the gang of robbers he funded has hundreds of people."

Lothar couldn't help but said: "You already have hundreds of people armed, but as the lord of Henus, you don't even care?"

Julia said nonchalantly: "I am a human noble here to enjoy myself, not really to manage the territory? If he makes me anxious, I will find a time in the dead of night to kill his whole family." "

Lothar frowned and said, "Okay, I understand, be prepared and set out immediately to assassinate Stephanie. The technique must be clean and neat, so that no one can detect the clues."

Julia was dissatisfied: "Sir, I told you I can't do it!"

Lothar frowned.

He didn't speak, just stood up from the lord's throne.

The blood magic power was like a long bloody snake, winding around his body and winding up. The majestic magic power formed the outline of a ferocious evil beast behind him.

The dark scales, the huge eyes like lanterns, and the pair of giant wings that just curled up and occupied the entire wall.

It is so towering and terrifying.

The rugged horns on the head look like an iron crown.

The majestic body seemed to almost hold up the dome of the entire castle - this was a dragon, an ancient dragon lurking in Lothar's dragonborn bloodline.

Because blood magic comes from the blood in his own body, he is naturally tainted with the breath of the dragon.

Lothar's eyes turned into the cold vertical pupils of a giant dragon. He emphasized his tone and said again: "Let's set off immediately. If you can't do it, you will have no value in continuing to live."

Julia's face was pale, and the fangs at the corners of her mouth stretched out unconsciously, piercing her lips. She stayed there without speaking for a long time.

Until the shadow of the evil dragon dissipates.

Julia just sat down on the ground.

Her lips were trembling.

My heart was screaming crazily.

"I, I'm so stupid, really. I just knew that this guy was so lucky and had the allegiance of witches, werewolves and vampires. It turns out that this guy is the real most terrifying monster."

Lothar raised her tone: "Did you hear that?"

Julia hurriedly said: "I heard it, I heard it, I will set off immediately, even if I risk my life, I will kill Stephanie - and that Leonard, if you need it, I can also come with you Dispose of it.”

Lothar waved her hand: "No, just take her life. You are too weak and of limited use to me. If this thing cannot be done, I will let Fringilla cancel your blood contract." .”

Julia asked tentatively: "You want to let me go free?"

Lothar smiled, showing two rows of white teeth: "What do you think?"

Julia immediately understood that what Lota meant was that if she had no use value, she would not be qualified to occupy a blood contract quota in Fringilla.

The end result is naturally the word "death".

After spending the first few days of busy life with the nobles, Lothar became leisurely again.

As a lord, it is normal life to indulge in pleasure every day, take the guards to hunt in your free time, rob passing caravans, bully unruly people, and play with Persian slave girls.

How can there be so much government affairs to deal with?

Let's just say that I have been quite busy these days, and I am also busy accepting interviews and visits from lower-level vassals.

There were a lot of gifts, but there were very few things that really needed him to deal with.

In the eyes of the people below, as a lord, it is enough to just collect taxes. The rest, such as enacting laws, joining city guilds, and sending patrol officers to supervise illegal activities--isn't this enough to make you full?

Malles's blacksmith shop has been opened in a manor by the Jordan River, but manpower is still tight, and more than a dozen apprentices are struggling to use it.

After the output stabilized, only one half plate armor, three pairs of simple breastplates, and ten swords were produced per day.

Currently, most of the iron ore used in the blacksmith shop is purchased from merchants in the territories of his vassals.

Lothar didn't rush to slay the dragon immediately, because he had a lot of things at hand recently, and he couldn't have vassals who were tired from traveling and came to visit, only to find that the rightful owner was not there.

Moreover, there are many kinds of dragons, but except for a few dragons' shame or dragons in the juvenile stage, most of them are extremely powerful.

If many human nobles find that a giant dragon appears in their territory, they will either spend a lot of money to hire witches and other spellcasters to drive it away.

Or a reward could be issued to encourage a group of landless knights who were not afraid of death to go on a journey to slay dragons - often the result was that the dragons they annoyed could not sleep peacefully and had to leave while cursing their bad luck.

But there are also a few weaker dragons that are really killed by the knights. The dragon slayers gain a good reputation, and the corpses of dragon creatures are used as prizes to show off their bravery.

At this time, the monetary reward is not important.

Because reputation is sometimes more important to knights than money.

With the reputation of a dragon slayer, not only could one be accepted as a vassal by a lord and join the ranks of true nobles, but one could also marry a beautiful widow and directly inherit her power, which could be said to be a step to the sky.

In short, this is a promotion path with great benefits but a very low success rate.

In recent decades, Lothar has never heard of the deeds of a truly famous "Dragon Slayer". Of course, this is also related to the slow circulation of news in this era.

"A reputation as a dragon slayer should be able to scare away many people with ulterior motives."

Lothar said to himself.

Outside the Lord's Hall, there was the sound of horse hooves.

More than a dozen winged cavalry were ready, and Lothar decided to take Jeanna, Prajna and Fringilla with them. All of them were dispatched, leaving only Ulm and other court officials to handle the affairs of Hebron.