Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 94 - 92: Loren City in an Uproar

"Additionally, Steve, rearrange personnel to guard the iron ore, and Pelos, you will be in charge of affairs at Eagle Ridge. If there are any issues, you can contact Baron Pape, as well as the other two barons."

Thor’s heart was pounding too, a whole year, finally at this moment, he had reached this step, which could only excite him.

Such excitement even affected his speech.

Of course, despite the excitement,

Thor quickly began making arrangements.

The war has ended.

Over the past few days,

matters at Eagle Ridge have also been resolved.

Now it’s time to resume production.

Steve is most suitable.

As for Pelos, currently, as a Great Knight, he manages the Eagle Cub Knight Order, staying at Eagle Ridge. He can continue training the Eagle Cub Knight Order while also acting as a safeguard for Eagle Ridge.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The three swiftly responded.

There was no significant opposition.

Even though both Steve and Pelos had thoughts of heading to Loren City, they understood that the territory is Thor’s most crucial concern.

As Great Knights, they cannot leave now.

Eagle Ridge began operations.

Three days later.

Thor set off grandly with Reine and twenty Official Knights.

Destination: Loren City.

Seven days later.

Frank Corado returned to Loren City.

The news quickly reported to Marquis Reman.

"Oh, it’s indeed surprising, the descendants of Dressrosa never fail to impress."

"Order it, the news can be released now."

Marquis Reman couldn’t help but express his sentiments, then addressed a knight beside him.

"Yes!"

The knight responded, then quickly left.

Soon.

An astonishing piece of news spread throughout Loren City.

After three years, in Loren City, Marquis Reman will personally hold a conferring ceremony once again.

The Northern Province will see the emergence of another baron once more.

The news swept through like a whirlwind.

Current Loren City,

Due to the chaos in the Northern Province, the escape of numerous Pioneer Lords has gathered a large number of people.

Making Loren City somewhat crowded.

Adding to the discomfort is the oppressive atmosphere in Loren City.

Loss of territory, the Beastman crisis, all this made many feel like they couldn’t breathe.

This piece of news, like a Magic Crystal Cannon bomb blasting the calm lake surface, stirred up monstrous waves.

After all, everyone had fled, lost their territories, yet now someone is being conferred as a baron, how could this not be shocking?

"Oh my God, hasn’t the Kingdom assessment begun yet?"

"Goddess of Life, is there something wrong with my ears?"

"My Goddess, this!"

"Could it be merit?"

"But baron merit requires a hundred points, and a Tier Two Beastman only gives ten points, how is that possible?"

Various voices mixed, many showing amazement and disbelief.

The Northern Province initially produced over fifty barons, among whom some relied on their merit to become barons, but that was earlier. In the past three years, the Northern Province hasn’t produced a single baron.

And no Kingdom assessment has reached the requirements.

For one to suddenly emerge now, it’s naturally shocking.

Amid these emotions, new information swept in.

It’s about the battle in the Maine River Valley.

And once such news spread, many widened their eyes.

Tier Two Minotaur, it’s a Tier Two Minotaur Tribe, not just any tribe, but remnants of a Tier Three Minotaur Tribe, settled by that Pioneer Lord.

"How, how, how is this even possible?"

"I want to know too, can someone tell me!"

"How it was done, I know the one being conferred is Thor Dressrosa, a descendant of Dressrosa."

"Thor Dressrosa? Descendant of Dressrosa, this, this."

"Those damned upper nobles, they occupy the Kingdom’s most fertile lands, and now they want to seize our opportunities!"

"Hahaha, Monte, are you trying to make me laugh to death, seize your opportunity? Isn’t your territory still in the hands of those filthy green goblins?"

"Hahaha, green goblins, come on, don’t tell me someone can’t even beat green goblins!"

"Pfft hahaha!"

"Robert, you’re asking for it!"

"Hahaha, what if I am, do you dare meet me on the duel stage?"

"Oh right, I forgot, your noble status has been revoked this year, you seem unqualified!"

"Hahaha!"

......

The news swept like a whirlwind, causing a complete stir in Loren City.

It also made the name Thor Dressrosa ring out for the first time throughout Loren City.

A baron.

The first baron in three years.

And a descendant of Dressrosa no less.

Even some nobles who hadn’t fled took notice of this name.

"Thor Dressrosa?"

"Tono would very much like to know this news."

In a tavern, a middle-aged man chuckled lightly.

Elsewhere,

In a room,

A young man furrowed his brow.

"Dressrosa!"

"Really lucky indeed!"

"Has Marquis Reman agreed to our proposal?"

The young man spoke, then directed a look at his squire knight beside him, speaking with solemnity.

"Sir, Marquis has agreed, but you must guarantee to clear all Beastman Tribes within five hundred miles west of Qiuye Territory in the North within three months."

The squire knight replied respectfully.

"Five hundred miles?"

"I understand!"

"Go and inform Marquis Reman, telling him we have agreed."

The young man hesitated slightly but nodded in agreement.

The range of five hundred miles is indeed vast, but if achieved, he would undoubtedly gain baron status.

As a Pioneer Lord newly arrived in the Northern Province, a descendant of the Marquis Family, left here by his elder brother, he doesn’t have the patience for slow territorial development.

"Yes!"

The squire knight responded, then quickly left.

Meanwhile, the whirlwind in Loren City continued its assault.

Some marveled, some sighed.

Some envied.

And some harbored hostility.

The imminent appearance of a baron made Loren City extremely turbulent.

Marquis Reman did not pay any heed to this.

In comparison, the currently chaotic Northern Province is what demands his attention.

Fortunately, this Northern Province situation is a Beastman surge, not a war, allowing many Pioneer Lords and Noble Lords to see a chance for merit, preventing the situation from spiraling out of control.

Since compared to a Beastman War, such Beastman surges aren’t lethal.

Typically, the Kingdom is able to suppress them, and in this process, they can earn a certain amount of merit.

In the Kingdom, the sole need for a title promotion is merit.

To become a baron requires a hundred merit points, a viscount demands one thousand points, and a count requires ten thousand merit points.

Merit, even for a viscount, holds great allure, not to mention a baron, as well as Pioneer Lords.

Any opportunity, these daring Pioneer Lords coming to the Northern Province equipped with certain strength would never want to miss.

They may even actively join.

While joining to clear out Beastmen, they wouldn’t mind eliminating Pioneer Lords nearby, too.

(This Chapter serves as a transition, introducing some background)