You An killed several people and then left.
Yi Nan received the answer he wanted, praised him a few times, and hoped this young man would keep up the good work.
Upon hearing praise from his own Lord, You An’s face flushed with excitement, his chest puffed out even more.
“Don’t worry, my Lord! If anything like this happens again, I guarantee I’ll do an even better job next time!”
He replied loudly, his eyes shining with fanatic light.
Ever since he had his own fief, ensuring that neither he nor his descendants would have to worry about making a living for the rest of their lives, it had all been thanks to Viscount Yi Nan.
Yi Nan said nothing more, simply waving his hand to dismiss him…
Karl also began to act, leading a group of slave traders from Storm Territory toward Rosen Territory.
The slave traders herded a group of slaves bound with ropes; these slaves were gaunt and thin, their eyes filled with fear and despair.
When the border guards of Rosen Territory saw them, they immediately became alert. “Stop! Who are you people? What business do you have in Rosen Territory?”
Karl, on horseback, stepped forward unhurriedly and said, “We’re slave traders from Storm Territory. We heard that Rosen Territory is short on labor lately, so we brought a batch of slaves to see if we could do some business.”
“A few days ago, You An caused a stir here, and now you people come again. Is Viscount Yi Nan up to something else?” The military commander of Rosen Territory came straight to the city gate. “You’re not welcome here. Get lost!”
Karl smiled. “Now, now, don’t say that. We’re just ordinary merchants trying to make a bit of money. Viscount Yi Nan is busy with important affairs; he hardly has time to bother with small fry like us.”
The military commander wasn’t buying it. He pulled Karl down from his horse and gave him a kick!
A few days ago, one of Yi Nan’s lackeys had beaten up his lord. Now, it was time for Rosen to vent some anger…
But he didn’t expect that with just one kick, Karl immediately spat out a mouthful of blood!
That body of over two hundred pounds just lay there on the ground, life or death uncertain…
Seeing this, the military commander felt a sudden pang in his heart—he hadn’t even used much force…
“You’re finished!” one of the slave traders shouted, pointing at Rosen’s military commander. “You just killed Storm Territory’s Chief Treasurer?!”
The commander was thunderstruck, his face turning instantly pale.
He’s the Chief Treasurer of Storm Territory!?
“I barely used any strength!” The commander pointed at Karl, hopping mad. “He’s framing me!”
But no one cared. The slave traders started yelling loudly, “We all saw it—you pulled him down and killed him with a kick!”
“Don’t you dare slander me!” The military commander, both anxious and furious, veins bulging on his forehead, turned to his subordinates. “All of you, testify for me! I didn’t use any real force—he’s definitely faking it!”
But nobody paid him any attention. The slave traders ordered their people to lift Karl’s ‘corpse’ and get ready to carry it away. “Just wait, our Lord Yi Nan won’t let you off for this!”
“Stop! Don’t move!” The military commander drew his sword, its cold blade flashing as he blocked the slave traders. “You can’t take him away today! No one leaves until we get to the bottom of this!”
If they really let the traders carry Karl away, it’d be like mud in the pants—even if it’s not shit, it still looks like shit!
But these rough slave traders weren’t afraid of him at all.
“I don’t care about any of that…”
“Exactly… You kill someone, and now you want to whip the corpse too!?”
Suddenly, a woman got off the carriage and knelt down by Karl’s side. “My lord! My lord! How could you leave like this…”
She wailed, her voice sharp and full of grief. “You said you were just out on business—how did you end up being beaten to death for no reason…”
The military commander tried to say something, but the woman, acting like a shrew, rushed over and scratched his face bloody…
He wanted to fight back, but was afraid he’d accidentally kill another one…
Meanwhile, the slave traders, cunning as foxes, used this moment to quietly carry away Karl’s ‘corpse’…
Silver Lake Territory, the Lord’s Castle.
A group of slave traders carried Karl’s body to the entrance, his wife wailing to the heavens…
“Lord, Lord… you have to come out and give justice for our master…!”
The castle guards heard the commotion and immediately went to report to Yi Nan…
Upon hearing that his Chief Treasurer had been killed, Yi Nan was so angry he ‘fainted’ on the spot…
It wasn’t until nightfall that he slowly woke up. Yi Nan made his way to Karl’s sickbed—Karl was still being treated, barely hanging on.
Yi Nan walked to Karl’s bedside with a look of deep grief, his eyes full of concern and anger as he gazed at the dying Karl.
“Karl…” Yi Nan called softly, his voice trembling, “You must hold on. I’ve already sent for the best priest—you’ll be fine.”
Karl slowly opened his eyes and, with difficulty, looked at Yi Nan. His lips moved. “My Lord… I fear I can no longer serve you… Rosen Territory is powerful, please don’t provoke them over my humble life…”
After these words, he closed his eyes, as if he really had passed away…
“Rosen!!!” Yi Nan shouted with red eyes, “Just you wait!”
Everyone present knew the play was done—next came war!
The next day, Yi Nan directly announced war against Rosen Territory,
To avenge his Chief Treasurer!
Silver Lake Territory and Storm Territory immediately entered wartime status. Soldiers assembled swiftly, their armor glinting coldly under the afterglow of sunset, and warhorses neighed, sensing the tension before the coming battle.
Yi Nan stood atop the platform, sweeping his gaze over his warriors and shouting:
“Brave warriors! Our people have been bullied outside our borders… Lord Karl worked tirelessly for our land’s prosperity, only to meet such an end! If we do not avenge him, how can we hold our heads high in the north?”
“Today, we fight for Karl, for justice! Flatten Rosen Territory and make them pay for their crimes!”
“Flatten Rosen! Avenge our fallen!” the soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the skies, their morale soaring to its peak.
Rosen was shocked as well. That bastard was going too far—provoking him over and over, now even framing his own military commander!?
He was ready to teach this newly promoted viscount a lesson—to show him what true foundations meant!
And the other nobles were all eagerly awaiting the drama. Some even openly and secretly sent supplies to Rosen Territory, ready at any moment to take advantage of Yi Nan, the fence-sitter!
Nancy was also listening calmly to Shirley’s report…
At this moment, she lounged lazily on a soft chair, gently spinning a delicate wine glass in her hand. The red wine rippled, reflecting her thoughtful expression.
“Little one, let me see what you’re really capable of… If you do well, I might just help you mingle in the imperial capital’s circles…”
Shirley, massaging her thigh at the side, whispered, “Mother, your legs seem to be getting softer and softer…”
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