Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 73: One Month’s Time, Crisis Approaches
Massive amounts of gold coins were spent, and all the gold obtained this time was used for procurement, while time slowly passed under Thor’s arrangements; in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
This month, the entire Maine River Valley seemed particularly quiet, with no disturbances.
Since Thor had already suppressed the Three Great Noble Families, even other Pioneer Lords in the Maine River Valley dared not harbor any thoughts towards the Eagle Territory.
And those Three Great Noble Families also did not take any further action. The contracts were established, and the consequences of breaking them were beyond what they could bear.
In this world, the law of the Goddess of Life permeates the sky. Contracts established under the law of the Goddess of Life cannot be broken.
Only the Maine River Valley remained relatively calm.
Other places were not so peaceful.
The northwestern part of the Maine River Valley.
At this moment, slaughter was spreading.
Great flames engulfed the entire territory.
Chaos and cries spread constantly.
This was obviously the territory of a Noble Lord.
Yet the prosperous territory was now filled with blazing flames and fleeing crowds.
An hour ago, this territory suffered an attack from the Minotaur Tribe. Baron Roschar, as the lord, died on the spot; subsequently, the entire territory was breached by the Minotaurs.
In the territory, a large number of people were torn apart by the Minotaurs.
The women were captured by the Minotaurs.
Without surprise, these women would become birthing tools for the Minotaurs soon.
Unlike demon beasts, Beastmen and Elves are not reproductively isolated from humans, and due to the special nature of Beastmen, they often capture human females to serve as birthing tools.
Beastmen even use some secret techniques to consume the life force of human females to continuously produce their kindred.
This particular Minotaur Tribe, after failing in tribal warfare, had to flee far away.
Though they escaped, their kindred had suffered severe losses; they were in desperate need of replenishment.
This baron’s territory undoubtedly caught their eye.
The result was unexpectedly smooth.
"God of Titans bless us!"
The leading Minotaur spoke, filled with ferocity and excitement amidst the flames.
Within each house, the sounds of women’s pain and screams were heard.
Firelight illuminated the scene.
As night gradually fell.
The entire territory bore no traces of living people.
Huge bonfires rose, and upon the bonfires appeared human-shaped figures roasted to a golden brown, sizzling with oil. Their internal organs were cleared and casually piled to the side, while drool flowed from the mouths of each Minotaur.
And from within the houses, small Minotaurs began to emerge.
In the rooms, all the women had died miserably.
This night was destined to be a Minotaur’s celebration.
The news of the second day swept through the whole Northern Province like a whirlwind.
All the Noble Lords in the entire Northwestern Region suddenly became anxious.
Some lords even began migrating overnight, while others quickly sent letters of request for aid to the Flying Eagle Knight Order, or simply sent people.
However, it was all in vain.
The letters sent out were like stones dropped into the sea.
Even the envoys dispatched could not even reach the Flying Eagle Knight Order.
This result undoubtedly threw the entire Northwestern Region into complete panic.
More people began to abandon their territories.
Even if these territories had been built over several years and consumed a vast amount of gold coins, it was still not something they could worry about at this moment.
After all, losing the territory and gold coins was something they could earn back, but if they lost their lives, everything would be gone.
This disturbance even spread from the northwestern region to further places.
Rajos Assad, who was pioneering trade routes, quickly received this news.
And after receiving it, even Rajos was taken aback.
Not just because of the Minotaur problem, but more importantly, Thor had instructed him to pay attention to this aspect a month ago, almost as if Thor had foreseen it, filling him with shock.
Amidst his shock.
He dared not slack off in the slightest.
He quickly began to gather information.
After roughly understanding the situation.
He promptly abandoned his trade and returned to the Eagle Territory.
Half a month later.
Rajos Assad returned to the Eagle Territory, simultaneously reporting the situation to Thor.
"Just a Tier Two Minotaur Tribe?"
Thor was a bit surprised, casting a glance at Rajos Assad.
Within the Beastman Tribes, there is also a strict level division, or rather, humans have given them a strict level division. Generally, a Beastman Tribe comparable to a Great Knight is termed a Tier Two Tribe, while those comparable to an Earth Knight are Tier Three Tribes.
That the Minotaur Tribe at this moment is just Tier Two made Thor a bit amazed.
Unlike goblins, Minotaurs can grow to a maximum level of Tier Four; Tier Two Minotaur Tribes are still quite rare.
And how could a Tier Two Minotaur Tribe be a substantial threat to the Maine River Valley or him?
With his current strength, facing Tier Three Beastman Tribes might be difficult, but Tier Two ones he was quite confident of defeating; theoretically, there shouldn’t be a crisis.
"Yes, just Tier Two, but it should be a Tier Three Minotaur Tribe that’s been defeated, so it’s stronger than an ordinary Tier Two Beastman Tribe. It’s said that there are seven or eight Tier Two Minotaurs, among them two leaders at the Tier Two Peak."
Rajos Assad nodded in agreement, his words still carrying a sign of caution.
"Understood!"
Thor nodded, with a knowing look, understanding the formation of a Tier Two Tribe from a defeated Tier Three Tribe was very likely.
After all, even if defeated, it was once a Tier Three Tribe, naturally posing a crisis to the Maine River Valley and Eagle Territory.
"Next, Rajos, my friend, please keep a close watch."
Taking a deep breath, Thor spoke earnestly to Rajos Assad, with a heavy tone.
"Okay!"
"I will do it."
Rajos Assad nodded, agreeing without hesitation.
At this moment, he and Thor already shared common interests, so naturally, he wouldn’t want anything unexpected to happen to the Eagle Territory.
Rajos Assad soon left again.
While Thor began his preparations again.
The danger was indeed substantial.
But as he thought, it wasn’t unmanageable.
As long as he gathered the strength of the Maine River Valley, especially the power of the Three Great Noble Families, coupled with five Magic Crystal Cannons, though there wasn’t a high probability of handling this Minotaur assault, at least there was a chance to block it.
After all, the Tier Two Minotaurs may have seven or eight members, including one at Tier Two Peak, but the number of Great Knights from the four families already reached four, and with Reine, whose strength was very close to a Great Knight, that totaled to five.
Compared to the Minotaurs, their high-level combat power wasn’t much different.
The Magic Crystal Cannons, though limited by their Tier Two power cores to limited potential, could still have a significant impact.
