Chapter 358 Building momentum, adventurers of the world
Whether history is created by one person or by everyone, Ryan has no answer.
He cannot directly say that a certain person plays a decisive role, and everyone is its executor. Such words are suitable for any era and any history.
Ryan would like a definite answer if possible.
The answer, he hoped it was himself, was Ryan·Clayton.
He wants Frozen Earth Territory to no longer be hindered by the mountains around "Big Bowl". He wants the wide roads that Deities can bring to change everything.
He also doesn't want the pressure of Orcs to rest only on himself. The huge Northlands does not belong to anyone, but also to everyone.
He wants to tell the nobles on the land of South that Northlands, covered by the wind and snow, also has countless wealth.
Poor and cold, this is how people in the warm South land describe Northlands. Ryan wants to change this perception.
Northlands, very rich, different from South's richness.
The wealth buried in the snow is as rich as a country's.
The world is moving forward. If Ryan wants to become stronger, it must change, change itself, and change the world.
Moreover, these changes are also a kind of plunder, plundering the right to speak. When Ryan's will can affect the entire Northlands one day, he will be Northlands's well-deserved Monarch.
This is an extraordinary world. Its extraordinary beauty dazzled Ryan, but it is also a barbaric world. The nobles cling to all the ascending channels, leaving the whole world without any vitality.
Without the ability to change the world, and without the existence of Spirituality Panel, Ryan could see that his future would never stop at the pace of Baron, then he would become a noble like all the nobles in the world.
He can enjoy it. Nobles are luxurious, so can he Ryan. He doesn't know why he came to this world, but he is just an ordinary person.
His ambition comes from his own strength, from Spirituality Panel taking him through planes to bring about the remaining wealth of the world.
He felt he could be the maker of history.
Ryan Deep in his eyes, dragon flames spurted out. He pushed away the Viscountess under him and walked outside.
In this world, what kind of life is ambitious?
It's the demon Mages, and they have been looking for the magic to fight Deities throughout their lives.
It is Dragons, Dragons's greed that creates their ambition, and they want to occupy everything in the world, whether dead or alive.
Demon Mages and Dragons, Ryan is not Demon Mages, nor is he Dragons, but in his heart he has the power of Dragon Heart, one-tenth of Legendary Dragons, and in his blood, he also has noble power.
When the idea of the Braveheart Guild appeared in Ryan's heart, the power of Dragon Heart tempted him, and the will of Dragons influenced him, allowing him to quickly put it into practice.
"Go, do it, everything in this world belongs to you, whether it is the sparkling Gold Coin or the Royal Authority that is above the divine power, there is your throne standing in the highest sky in the world."
In the void, it was as if Dragons's murmur had penetrated Ryan's heart.
Ryan is releasing his power in the ice and snow.
"Brandt!"
He roared angrily, and the dragon's breath turned into flames and burned out from his nostrils. In his pupils, the outline of Dragons was looming, and it was roaring.
Boom boom boom!!!
Without any hesitation, Ryan killed Brandt. Terrible blood and energy settled on his body, and burning flames enveloped his whole body. Several kinds of Knight Breathing Technique existed in Ryan's body, pushing him towards a more powerful place.
"Ho--"
With a dragon roar, Ryan calmed down. He looked around. All the trees originally planted on the mountain broke and collapsed, and the snow accumulated on the ground completely melted without knowing when.
In the center of the silver-covered Frozen Earth Territory, Rhino Horn Mountain seems to have suddenly entered summer, with colorful colors that have attracted the attention of countless people.
"Count Clayton, aren't you really afraid that his heirs will die cleanly?"
Ryan took a deep breath, and he felt the progress of his knight cultivation. He had reached the peak of Golden Knight, with no way forward. Dragon Heart's power was completely absorbed by him, and it was gradually becoming the source of life for his promotion to Sky Knight.
Dragon Heart was divided into ten and given to the ten descendants of Count Clayton. Also in Northwind Province's Norton·Clayton, his younger brother also had the help of Dragon Heart.
It's just that Ryan didn't expect that Dragon Heart's power would bring such a big change to him.
In front of him, Brandt had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He was immersed in his own power. The boiling blood turned into a stormy sea at one moment, and then settled like a majestic mountain peak at the next moment. As this process continued, the blood in Brandt's body also became deep and solid.
He has also reached the end of the earth and is about to challenge the sky.
"It seems like another huge expenditure."
Ryan smiled and said, Golden Knight also needs precious resources to help if he wants to become Sky Knight.
He has this resource himself, and the existence of Dragon Heart is better than all resources in the world. This is a gift from Count Clayton.
Brandt's promotion requires him, the lord, to think of a solution.
Back in the castle, Ryan said to the female officer:
"Let Bilder repair Rhino Horn Mountain, and let Lynn, the successor of Baron Hatton, come to Frozen Earth Territory. If I haven't come back yet, let him wait at Frozen Earth Territory."
After Ryan finished speaking, he went to Svadilfari, the wilderness world to look for Grand Mage Macken.
"When Brock and the others come back, Grand Mage Macken you can rebuild your own Mage Tower."
"It should be soon. They have been going to South for so long."
Ryan is here to ask Grand Mage Macken to think of a way to add some defense to Rhino Horn Mountain. Without the help of magic arrays, if it happens again next time, Ryan feels that he can reduce the castle to ruins.
"The castles of the nobles are blessed with magic arrays. It took you so long to think of this after you came back from the kingdom with millions of Gold Coin. You can be considered an outlier among the nobles."
Grand Mage Macken said that after nobles get rich, they will find ways to show their glory, and repairing the territorial castle is the best choice.
As the saying goes, when you return home and build a new house, everyone will know your glory.
"I can help you contact some Mages. They have a good reputation in the empire South. They have completed the layout of magic arrays in many noble castles."
Grand Mage Macken started writing a letter, while Ryan was also paying attention to his war horse.
"Can we sell war horses now?"
After returning from the kingdom, especially when he was at Thundercloud County, many nobles were whispering and asking Ryan if they wanted to buy some war horses from him.
Ryan did not agree immediately because he was not sure whether his horse group could provide such a deal.
Unexpectedly, Grand Mage Macken had no objection to this matter.
"I breed war horses so that they can gallop in the ice and snow, instead of keeping them in obscurity on a racecourse."
Grand Mage Macken hopes that his war horse will one day become famous in the empire and the whole world.
"But if you want to sell it now, it will be a loss if it is less than one thousand Gold Coin."
One thousand Gold Coin? Ryan is speechless, it seems that the nobles have no chance.
"Do you think Highland Warhorse was cheap at first? After hundreds of years, Highland Warhorse is still the most expensive high-volume war horse on the Norris Continent."
"If Northern Warhorse wants to reduce its price, it will have to wait at least five years, or even ten years, before the second, third, and fourth batches of Warhorse Bloodline stabilize."
Hearing this, Ryan felt a move in his heart.
Grand Mage Macken is still a bit rigid, and most people in this world are a bit rigid, but Ryan is different. He has experienced the era of spending his entire economy for the next few decades.
"We need to constantly cultivate the blood of the war horse and stabilize the blood of the war horse through magic."
"Then... we sell the war horses to the nobles, but when we sell them, how about asking them to return the offspring conceived by the war horses?"
The Highland Warhorse purchased by the nobles has been castrated, which not only facilitates the control of the knights, but also prevents piracy.
But Northern Warhorse doesn't, at least not yet. Ryan still needs war horses to continue to breed more war horses. How can it be wasted on such a thing.
Moreover, because Northern Warhorse is suitable for the cold winter environment of Northlands, they are not that enthusiastic. If you want to run in Northern Lands, learning to be quiet is the first factor.
What's more, this is not the final version of Northern Warhorse. In Grand Mage Macken's opinion, the final version of Northern Warhorse is the strongest with the changes in bloodline from generation to generation.
Listening to what Ryan said, Grand Mage Macken couldn't help but think. He instinctively wanted to refuse, but Ryan's words moved him.
"Perhaps, in the hands of other nobles, you can also see different results or directions."
This is true. Different environments, different foods, and different functions may lead to changes in Northern Warhorse's bloodline. Whether it is good or bad, it is a good answer for Grand Mage Macken, a Grand Mage who has devoted his life to the cultivation of war horses.
"It cannot be less than three hundred Gold Coin."
Grand Mage Macken still cares about his hard work and does not allow it to be wasted cheaply.
"Three hundred?"
Ryan opened his eyes wide and smiled.
"How can it be so low? Don't worry, the value of Northern Warhorse will be recognized."
Frozen Earth Territory, Rhino Horn Mountain on.
When Ryan wandered around for a while and Wilderness World discovered that Northlands in this world had not shown signs of worsening for the time being, when he returned, Lynn·Haton had already appeared in his castle.
Baron Hatton is the noble closest to Ryan, and the exchanges between the two parties are much closer.
"Lynn."
The age of Ryan is not much different from that of Lynn, but their majesty is completely different.
"Baron Ryan-sama."
Lynn, who has not yet been inherited by Noble Title, respectfully practices noble etiquette.
"Sit down first and try this pork chop."
The maid brought the hot pork chop, and Lynn took a bite of it under Ryan's gaze, and then her eyes were filled with surprise.
"So tender."
The completely different feeling made Lynn curious. Ryan did not explain, but only said that he would give him some when he left.
"Zero Crossing City has appeared a Northern Kingdom's Braveheart Guild. Do you know about this?"
Lynn nodded.
"I heard that it was created by you, Lord Ryan, to help adventurers become legendary braves."
"What does your father think?"
"My father?"
Lynn blinked, and then said with some embarrassment:
"My father has been angry for a long time and said that you gave the precious Gold Coin to those mud-legged people."
"Hahaha, I thought Mr. Haton would persuade me to close Braveheart Guild."
"Father also said that if Church of Dawn was still in the empire, the nobles would definitely stop you."
Ryan was surprised. His understanding of Baron Hatton was that he was a standard worm noble in terms of his status as a lord, but at the same time, Baron Hatton's vision of politics was something Ryan had learned from him.
"Father said that the nobles of the empire can accept even the demons Mages and Alchemist, and even Undead Mages. What else is unacceptable?"
Ryan Silently, it seems that the nobles of this world still understand the changes in the world a hundred years ago and a hundred years later. Maybe they themselves are amazed at how the world a hundred years ago could be so decadent.
"The nobles guess that you want to use the brave to fight Orcs of Northlands."
"Nobles are wise."
Ryan praised that Orcs of Northlands was invading, and Braveheart Guild appeared in Zero Crossing City, offering a reward for Orcs's head. The nobles would naturally guess the connection between the two.
"Then...Lynn Are you willing to become a hero?"
Zero Crossing City, a group of tall and cold war horses walked into the city. Under the gaze of pairs of eyes, the owners of the war horses threw a dozen heads on the horses to the ground.
The knight was wearing armor, and his face was covered with a delicate visor, with only a slit for his eyes exposed.
"You said that Orcs's head can be exchanged for Gold Coin?"
Bard walked out of the stone house, then looked at Werewolves's head on the ground in surprise, and nodded.
"But Braveheart Guild registered adventurer if necessary, but since you are here, it is the same as registering now."
"I don't know your name..."
Bard took out the roster and asked when he was about to write.
The knight on the horse thought for a while and said a word.
"Ash."
"A code name? Okay, a code name is fine too."
"Then Master Ashen Knight, there are fifteen Gold Coin in total. Take a look."
Behind Bard, the waiter took out a bag and opened it. The shiny Gold Coin inside attracted the attention of many people.
"Yeah, not bad."
The knight turned and left, no one knew where he went, Zero Crossing City all discussed the authenticity of this matter and the eye-catching Gold Coin.
"I really gave it to Gold Coin. Fifteen Gold Coin. How can I spend it all?"
"I saw it with my own eyes. The people from the Braveheart Guild took fifteen of Orcs's heads, and then gave them to Gold Coin without saying anything."
"Nonsense, I clearly saw that Bard waving to the knight, asking him to come back next time."
When Lynn appeared next to Zero Crossing City, listening to the people around him discussing him, he couldn't help but blush a little.
Those Orcs heads were hunted by him. They were trophies of the soldiers under Baron Ryan, and he used them.
Not just fifteen Gold Coin, but one hundred and fifty Gold Coin. This was the reward Baron Ryan gave him. Lynn didn't know why Baron Ryan did this.
"Adventurers need a goal and a figure to look up to."
For such a reason, Lynn couldn't help but straighten his body a lot, and even his eyes when looking at the women around him became much more pure, as if he was practicing the honor and spirit of a knight.
And in Zero Crossing City, the first batch of adventurers who plan to make extra money finally appeared.
They come from some chambers of commerce, Laoli, the chamber of commerce who came from afar, intending to make a fortune in their spare time.
"If I can earn three or five Gold Coin, I can find a knight teacher for my son, and then my son will also have the opportunity to become a distinguished knight master."
They didn't have the guts to make demands from the nobles, but following the Chamber of Commerce northward, everyone was acquainted with them along the way, and the person in charge of them was also a steward of the Chamber of Commerce, an ordinary person like them, so these Laoli naturally weren't that worried.
There are twenty-six people in total, and they are the first batch of adventurers in Zero Crossing City to start entering Northlands to try to hunt Orcs.
Someone looked at their backs, and then watched them enter Northlands.
"Let the soldiers of the Berserker Bear Legion not kill those Orcs directly, but save some."
Ryan ordered like this. He did not hope that the death rate of the twenty-six people would be too high, and he also hoped that they could hunt Orcs and bring back Zero Crossing City.
"By the way, throw some weapons at them. How dare you break into Northlands with a dagger?"
Ryan is a little helpless, these people's common sense is too low.
Should you consider opening an adventurer training institution next to the Braveheart Guild? After thinking about it, Ryan gave up on this plan.
It's free.
One day, two days, three days...Ryan has been waiting for South's letter, but the people of Zero Crossing City still haven't waited for the return of those adventurers.
"They're not dead, are they?"
Someone shrank his head and said this. In this April weather, he actually felt a bit cold to the bone.
"They're back, they're back!"
In the distance, someone shouted loudly, but the crowd stretched their necks and looked in the direction of the sound.
There, a group of twenty humans who looked like savages, grinning with big teeth, walked among the crowd and came to the Northern Kingdom's Braveheart Guild.
Twenty-six ferocious corpses were thrown on the ground. Worried that Braveheart Guild was cheating, they even brought the corpses back. Looking at the corpses, some children cried out in fear.
"There are twenty-six Gold Coin in total, you..."
Bard looked at these people and then said:
"Everyone has a Orcs head, right?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Look at that Black Goat Orcs, I killed it."
"That Hyena-men was killed by me."
"That end..."
"Okay, in that case, it's one Gold Coin for each person, please keep it."
Putting twenty-six Gold Coin in everyone's hands, Bard frowned and said:
"Don't bring the body back next time, just Orcs's head."
The adventurers smiled awkwardly, clutched Gold Coin tightly, and said that they could cut off their heads and throw the bodies in the wild.