Chapter 362: Reyn's Influence
Chapter 362: Reyn's Influence
Inside the luxurious carriage, a white-haired, balding elderly noble and a middle-aged man with a goatee sat on one side. Although Vandar had never met Count Daler, it was clear that the white-haired elder was indeed Count Daler.
Judging by their similar features, the two were likely father and son. Vandar nodded slightly in greeting and took a seat on the other side.
The middle-aged man with the goatee sized up Vandar and then smiled, saying, "Greetings, Commander Vandar. I am Camacho, and this is my father, Count Daler."
"Good afternoon, sirs," Vandar replied.
"Commander Vandar, I'll get straight to the point. I heard that you were lucky enough to find those items on the cart?" Camacho asked bluntly.
"Yes," Vandar nodded.
To avoid revealing specific details about Sir Reyn, he had indeed mentioned this, explaining why they were able to obtain those items.
"I really don't think it's likely. If the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps truly knew such a high-ranking individual, they wouldn't have been operating in the eastern Frostwind Tundra for so many years."
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"Yes," Vandar nodded.
This was somewhat different from what he had anticipated.
"I'm sorry, Lord Camacho. Regarding your condition, please forgive me for not being able to agree," Vandar shook his head and said.
Legendary creatures are worth the attention of anyone.
For a moment, no one in the carriage spoke.
"Father, it seems we may be able to avoid unnecessary casualties. To be honest, the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps is not weak. If we forcefully exterminate them, we will undoubtedly suffer significant losses."
"But I still suggest you consider it carefully. The other party is the most influential noble in the Bay County. Giving up a portion of the benefits might not be a bad thing for you and the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps." Spencer tried to persuade.
The explanation of the prepared gift piqued Lord Luther's interest.
"I understand," Camacho said, his face revealing realization.
"Georgia, you and the others go on ahead. I'll stay here."
However, after some thought, he decided to remind the other party.
"Vandar, what is their objective?" Spencer asked, stepping forward.
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"Yes, your analysis makes sense. But does it matter?"
"Father, is what you said about Vandar true or false?"
However, he had learned from reliable sources that the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps was quite united and possessed formidable strength. Even if the Daler family deployed their elite forces, they would likely still suffer significant losses.
If Vandar believed that if he had truly died.
"Prepare for battle. This journey is unlikely to be peaceful," Vandar sighed.
A few dozen meters away, Spencer witnessed this scene and exclaimed in shock:
"Additionally, although I found the items, if we had eliminated the Sea God Cult's stronghold and the lord there had returned to claim the spoils, it might have been a different story."
"By the way, Lord Daler contacted me yesterday, saying he had prepared a gift that he was certain I'd be interested in." Luther suddenly remembered something and muttered to himself.
Even if they had killed him and his companions, Sir Reyn would probably not hold a grudge against the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps for a small group like them.
As soon as Vandar returned to the team, everyone surrounded him.
"That's right. Lord Luther is the second son of Marquis Snyder, the governor of Maen Province, and a legendary figure, known as the Chimera Knight," Spencer sighed and explained.
"It's over. This Lord Luther is indeed here to support the Daler family!"
Even if Sir Reyn didn't seek revenge for him, he would probably take good care of his sister and the other members of the group.
In the sky.
The Daler family had already given up the bounty reward, and in return, the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps agreed to this arrangement.
"What's important now is that with the items from the cart, the Daler family can make further progress. Therefore, we must do this," Count Daler said with relief, glancing at his eldest son.
"Vandar, the Sir Reyn you mentioned, could he be the same Sir Reyn who killed the Primordial Dragon Kolrax?" Spencer, standing nearby, was stunned.
Additionally, the collaboration with the Colossus Nest's gold mine made Luther realize that this young Sir Reyn was someone he and the Snyder family must establish a good relationship with.
"Yes, I'll make the arrangements now," Camacho nodded.
"Very well, in that case, I'll be straightforward. If Commander Vandar truly defeated and obtained the spoils through his strength, I believe no one would dare to envy the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps."
Furthermore, the other party's noble background would likely make Sir Reyn hesitate to take action.
Obviously, this was a good thing!
"Lord Luther came so quickly?"
Apparently, the two in front of him should already know what the items on the two remaining carts were, and as the most influential person in the Bay County, it was not surprising that he could do this.
Duke Dalere's eyes narrowed, exuding the authority of his high position. The usually calm Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps members began to stir uneasily.
After their investigation, they realized the other party wasn't a mere vassal of some grand noble, nor a lackey for dirty work.
The other party had two heads; one resembled a lion, and the other, a goat. Their torso was similarly split, with the front half like a lion, possessing strong and sharp claws. The rear half, however, was that of a goat, with an extremely robust pair of goat legs.
The wings were bat-like, featherless, and they appeared exceptionally fierce. The anomaly in the sky caught the attention of not only the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps but also Duke Dalere's private soldiers.
If it were just a county-level force, Vandar wouldn't be overly concerned. But for Luther, it was different. His personal strength alone could easily annihilate the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps.
"I'm just preparing for the worst. If something happens to me, you must report this matter to Sir Reyn. I believe he will take good care of you all." Vandar waved his hand, a gesture of reassurance.
In Camajo's opinion, the aforementioned conditions were already very sincere.
This made Luther even more grateful to Sir Reyn! The recovery of these three counties significantly boosted the Snyder Family's prestige in Maen Province. Simultaneously, it spared his father, Duke Snyder, from further imperial scrutiny.
"You wouldn't refuse, would you?" Spencer scrutinized Vandar's stern expression, his face falling as he spoke.
Although she believed that no one could take the items from the cart if Sir Reyn were present, the current issue was that Sir Reyn wasn't there.
"Brother, you say Sir Reyn..." Georgya furrowed her brows, her voice trailing off.
After the Black Flame Cult lost its high-end power, the recovery operation proceeded swiftly and smoothly, and soon, the situation was under control.
"Could it be that you've guessed what gift we prepared for you?" Duke Dalere and Camajo exchanged glances, both revealing a hint of delight.
The second son of an imperial province's highest official had come too? Could it be that this was also an embodiment of Duke Snyder's will?
"Kureni, you said you smelled the blood of a powerful creature down there?" Luther asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.
The other party had no powerful backers or influential connections with some baron families. To Luther, this was laughable.
However, to his slight disappointment, the other party was a bit chaotic but not panicked.
"Of course, the Goddess's blessing is indeed a blessing. We promise that the physical rewards in the imperial bounty, such as gold coins, will be fully redeemed and given to you in advance."
"Sir Luther? Are you the famous Chimera Knight of the Tundra?" Georgya's face paled as she spoke.
"I understand, Count Dalere." Vandar said calmly.
"Captain!" The others chimed in.
He was confident he could persuade the leader of the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps, Vandar, standing before him.
Spencer knew that refusing an imperial count with real authority would have consequences.
"Roar~"
The situation seemed to be developing in a direction contrary to his expectations.
However, if even Kureni could sense the powerful and threatening blood of a creature, then it was a different matter.
This was where he admired his father; when it came to ruthlessness, he didn't hold back.
"I didn't expect the Dalere Family to summon Sir Luther for this loot!"
"Of course, it's the third-ranked bounty in Howling Bay." Vandar nodded. At that moment, the tarp had already been removed by Spencer, revealing Deep Sea Giant Commander Dunn's head, which many had witnessed.
The Dalere Family's team descended upon them.
"Sir Luther, the gift we prepared for you is on their cart." Count Dalere said meaningfully.
"Just as you thought."
"Brother, is the other party from the Dalere Family?" Georgya and the others also sensed something amiss and asked.
"And do you, Vandar, know the value of these items?"
Camajo followed closely behind.
"It's not a matter of later, but now! Captain, look!" An archer gazed intently at the front.
As tensions rose between the two sides.
"But if it's the Goddess's blessing, Vandar, you should know that the Goddess's blessing won't last forever." Camajo smiled, his goatee prominent.
"Sir Camajo, please state your intentions directly." Vandar's expression turned solemn.
Spencer was momentarily speechless, then his face grew serious. "Vandar, although I know your harvest is precious, even I wouldn't be content."
"He never expected that the other party would turn on him so quickly.
At that moment, the lion-headed side of the two-headed chimera snorted and let out a low roar.
And so, the conversation before them unfolded.
"Once our carriage leaves, we'll take action. Any delay might bring unforeseen changes!" Duke Dalere spoke in a deep voice.
Vandar's words caused Duke Dalere and his son to exchange glances, their faces changing in unison.
"Additionally, we will provide some high-quality weapons and equipment to the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps," Camacho added with a smile.
"I've already contacted Lord Luther, and with the full support of the Snyder Family, our Dalere Family will surely advance even further!"
"Everyone, prepare for battle!" Vandar's eyes flashed, and he shouted.
Because in the past, Vandar had always handled such matters with ease, even if it meant giving up some benefits, he would return with a smile.
Suddenly, a large two-headed flying creature appeared in the sky.
Half a day ago, upon learning that Sir Reyn had already gone to Howling Bay, Vandar immediately decided to meet with him.
However, after witnessing the deaths of Dunn and the other two, the members of the group, though initially flustered, soon calmed down, their knowledge vastly expanded.
"If you have no other matters, I'll take my leave, sirs." Vandar bowed slightly and alighted from the carriage on his own accord.
In a sense, the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps had used this incident to establish a connection with the prestigious Dalere Family, a dream come true for many mercenary groups.
"But if Lord Luther is involved, the situation is entirely different. Upon seeing Lord Luther, they might not even have the courage to resist!" The middle-aged man with the goatee exclaimed excitedly.
Soon after, the contents of the remaining two carts were also revealed, causing a stir among the crowd, with all sorts of rumors spreading.
"Brother, what should we do? Sir Reyn isn't here, and if Lord Luther takes action..." Georgia's pretty face was filled with worry as she spoke anxiously.
At that moment, the white-haired, balding elder, Duke Dalere, waved his hand and interrupted the conversation between the goateed man and Vandar.
"Vandar, are you sure you've thought this through? Don't bring disaster upon your small mercenary corps."
The presence of a county governor here meant that something important was about to happen.
"Yes, let's go and welcome Lord Luther." Duke Dalere smiled and stepped down from the carriage, quickly making his way towards the descending two-headed chimera.
"Vandar, for the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps' publicity, say that you've claimed the spoils originally belonging to the Dalere Family."
And so, Luther, riding the chimera, spiraled down towards Vandar's position.
On the two-headed chimera, Luther had been rapidly heading towards Ilgarra Town.
"Haha, Lord Luther, I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly." Duke Dalere laughed heartily.
"Oh no! Vandar, that's the two-headed chimera of Sir Luther, the titled knight!" Spencer, upon seeing the distinctive flying creature in the sky, exclaimed in shock.
"Hmm? Duke Dalere is here too?" Luther's eyes lit up slightly, a hint of surprise in his voice.
At the same time, he casually glanced at the members of the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps.
"Hmm? Is that the Dalere Family's emblem?" Luther's peripheral vision caught the pattern on someone's armor.
After all, Sir Reyn had helped him, and the Snyder Family, so he had to show his gratitude!
Over the past two days, based on the information Sir Reyn had shared, the high-ranking members of the Black Flame Cult, including the High Priest and some of the upper echelons, had been killed. So, he immediately returned to Man City and organized the recapture of three counties, including Auvergne County.
As the second son of the highest administrator of Man Province, Luther was naturally well-versed in the emblems of the powerful families in the province.
The luxurious carriage of the Dalere Family had already retreated to the side, and suddenly, two teams of fully armed elite private soldiers appeared. Behind these soldiers were several Level 3 Wizard Apprentices in long robes.
"Hmm?" Camacho's smile froze, and his expression turned slightly unpleasant.
At this point, Vandar saw no need to hide anything from his old friend and nodded.
"Damn! I knew it! How lucky you are! All of this was done by Sir Reyn!" Spencer exclaimed, having figured everything out.
The conversation here was overheard, not a word missed, by the powerful Luther nearby.
Upon hearing this news, Luther's expression turned peculiar.
(End of Chapter)
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