The Territory Returned to Its Owner
In this unequal war, Li Yan was surprised to find that Earl Tiger Roar had almost no powerful mages around him, and those he did have were ordinary mages who could only cast a few fireballs.
According to the residents of Earl Tiger Earl's territory, all the mages were urgently summoned to the Magic Continent Association in the Royal Capital. It is said that the president of the Magic Continent Association, Flamme, is going to hold a grand mage competition. The top ten will become first-level mages of the Magic Continent Association. Moreover, this competition is only held once every five years. Becoming a first-level mage can bring immeasurable wealth and power, and it is even possible to become a noble.
Of course, most importantly, those level one mages can learn stronger and more powerful magic.
Li Yan silently gazed at Earl Tiger Earl's territory. He knew that this magic competition was specially organized by his Godmother for him; otherwise, the Magic Continent Association, which had just held the Newcomer Magician Competition, would not have immediately organized an even grander magic competition.
It is said that someone came from the Royal Capital, but after learning that he had captured ten cities in succession, he returned to the Royal Capital with lightning speed and then stated that he would not participate in this war.
Other Kingdoms reportedly also provided some manpower to Earl Tiger Howl, but they dispersed after learning that the Lionheart Legion had captured several cities in a few days.
There's no way to fight, absolutely no way to fight. In just a few days, we've lost half our territory, and the enemy's losses are only wounded, not a single soldier has died. If it's not due to internal problems within Earl Tiger Roar, then the enemy must be so powerful that one person could destroy the city.
"Commander, all of Earl Tiger Earl's confidants have been executed."
"Commander, someone in the Royal Capital wants to see you. Should we grant them an audience?"
"Commander, people from other Kingdoms wish to speak with you. Should we pay them any attention?"
Li Yan silently gazed at the sky, then casually waved his hand, signaling the other party not to disturb him. He didn't want to see anyone, whether from the Royal Capital or other Kingdoms.
He had almost reached a bottleneck on his path as a warrior. With the Holy Sword by his side, he felt that he might never be able to break through this bottleneck and enter a new realm.
"Report! Lionheart Earl, the Commander... he has captured three cities in succession, and our casualties are zero."
"Report! Lionheart Earl, the Commander... has captured eight cities in succession. Our casualties are 1, because he tripped and fell while running too fast during the attack."
"Report! Lionheart Earl, the Commander-in-Chief has killed Earl Howl..."
This was all the intelligence information that Lionheart Earl had received in the past ten days. When he captured three cities in succession, Lionheart Earl was overjoyed and opened his most precious red wine that very day.
When he received news of the capture of eight cities, Lionheart Earl was overjoyed, as all residents of the entire territory would be exempt from taxes for a year.
When he received news that Earl Tiger Howl had been killed, Lionheart Earl swallowed hard. He had imagined victory, the triumphant return of his son, his weathered face, and how he could calmly pat him on the shoulder and say, "That's how war is."
Unexpectedly, in just ten days, his own son had slaughtered the entire Tiger Earl and had begun to take over the entire Tiger Howl Earl's territory.
"Madam... what should we do in this situation? Isn't Yan'er becoming too prominent? Your brother wouldn't assassinate him to secure his throne, would he...?"
Lionheart Earl asked with some concern. He hadn't expected things to develop this way. Had his Yan'er become so formidable that she could single-handedly defeat an entire army?
"Probably not, after all, he's my brother's nephew, it's unlikely..."
With the death of Earl Tiger Howl, the ownership of the territory will be redistributed, and the Royal Capital who came to discuss the matter paced anxiously back and forth in the room.
"What should we do? They're refusing to see us. If this continues, we won't be able to explain ourselves to the King."
Just as the Royal Capital was racking his brains, the general of the Lionheart Legion entered the room expressionlessly. "Your Excellency, the commander-in-chief has assigned me to handle your affairs. He's very busy."
Upon seeing the sudden arrival of the Lionheart Legion general, the Royal Capital envoy was overjoyed. His anxious heart gradually calmed down. There was no other way; having a general come to negotiate was a good option.
Inside the Magic Continent Association in the Royal Capital, at the massive competition venue, were countless powerful mages from all over the continent. Some were just over eighteen years old, while others were already in their fifties or sixties. But what they had in common was that their Mana fluctuations were exceptionally strong, possessing Mana intensity of over forty levels.
"Master, why are you smiling?"
Frieren asked, looking puzzled.
Flamme rubbed her slightly upturned lips and shook her head. "Ahem, it's nothing. I just received some good news. Your senior brother is safe and sound, and you'll be able to see him soon."
"Oh, really?"
A look of joy appeared on Frieren's face. With her senior brother around, she didn't have to worry about her meals and could eat well every day.
[P. S.: The unpleasant plot points from the beginning have been revised. If you have any complaints about any details, tag me and I can help you fix them.]