Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 306 - 306 151 Grant Gold and Secret Alliance_2

306: Chapter 151 Grant Gold and Secret Alliance_2 306: Chapter 151 Grant Gold and Secret Alliance_2 Upon seeing Leon’s return, Olivia, Lokhak, and the others who came out to meet him were somewhat relieved.

“What happened over there?

How come I heard that you started fighting during the meeting?

Was it the Gunnar Family who made the first move?” Lokhak, noticing the strange black burn damage on his friend’s armor, couldn’t help but wonder.

His gaze shifted to the distance, and he was surprised to find that the Wolf Family Young Master had also returned with Leon to the Farolis camp.

“It wasn’t the Wolf Family, it was that guy who tried to assassinate Canis who caused the commotion…”

Even under the public gaze, it wasn’t good to retract Canis into the deck, so Leon didn’t bother much with the Wolf Family Young Master who was loitering outside and unable to blend into his own team.

While recounting the earlier incident, he led everyone back to the military tent.

After briefly informing everyone about the meeting and General Trosa’s final arbitration of a ceasefire between the two families, he quickly heard and arranged some trivial matters about the army’s encampment.

As if by agreement, everyone soon stood up to leave, leaving only Leon and Olivia in the discussion tent.

Leon awkwardly opened a wrapped cloth from the side and placed the badly damaged Wing Helmet on the table: “I’m sorry, it’s been just over a month, and I’ve already damaged the helmet you gave me…”

He now truly regretted treating his lover’s precious gift as ordinary equipment.

He should have made an identical helmet for daily use, carefully preserving his lover’s gift and wearing it only at ceremonial occasions.

Regrettably, his fondness for the gift was one aspect, on the other hand, the helmet was crafted by the Farolis Armor Casting Guild’s master and was indeed of good quality.

Even after the battle of Longka, it had suffered no damage, which did not make him think he would wear it out so quickly.

After all, when attending the arbitration meeting, he had not anticipated such an intense battle to erupt.

Moreover, strictly speaking, it was his own hastily released “Blast” magic that accidentally shattered the Wing Helmet.

He really couldn’t blame anyone else.

Olivia, surprised by the distorted and blackened helmet on the table, was not upset about the object but worried about the terrifying damage from the crack on the helmet, “How did it get destroyed like this?

Did you encounter such grave danger?”

The girl became somewhat anxious, stood up, and walked over, gently lifting Leon’s hair and carefully caressing his head to check for injuries.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“There’s nothing,” Leon squinted, enjoying Olivia’s gentle touch.

Noticing no injuries on her partner’s head, Olivia let out a sigh of relief and then whispered in complaint, “I knew I should have gone with you.

Next time there is danger, you are not allowed to leave me behind…”

Had it not been for her father holding her back, the girl would have rushed over in worry upon discovering the chaos at the Buck Flag Camp.

“With you there, taking down that Met would indeed be easy, but thankfully you weren’t there.

With your skills, taking down that Magician and his magic in no time would definitely catch Count Trosa’s attention, and we would have been in big trouble.”

Leon shook his head; he couldn’t risk involving Olivia in the sights of the Earl of Buck.

Met, suspected of colluding with a secret foreign party and now a fugitive, would naturally be pursued and hunted down by the King and the Great Nobles.

The Northern Kingdom was not without capable people; there was no need for him to interfere in matters not closely related to him.

Upon hearing this, Olivia sighed.

She wished to always be by Leon’s side, but given the presence of Kingdom’s high-level officials, she felt helpless.

She had been diligently practicing controlling the so-called Magic Power within her body, yet the progress was still minimal, wondering when she would be able to conceal her eye color feature.

“Lord Eriv is holding a banquet tonight.

Would you like to come?” Leon asked.

“I think I’ll stay at the camp with my father.” After thinking it through, Olivia decided not to join the gathering.

“… It’s probably better not to go, we’ll have our own celebration with family when we return to Selva,” Leon nodded in agreement.

As evening approached, Leon took off his plate armor, also scarred by the uncontrolled Molten Flame Sword magic, and entered Wacht Castle for the banquet with Lokhak, dressed in casual wear.

With the Wolf Territory’s army of three thousand retreating during the day, the Thorny Flower Family felt as if they had won a battle.

Baron Eriv ordered the opening of Wacht Castle’s stores, treating all assembled Farolis Army troops with fine wine and meat, to reward them generously.

In fact, the Farolis Family had indeed won several victories, though most of the battlefields were not on Orland’s soil.

As the banquet commenced,

Baron Eriv from the throne of the Lord, narrated to the knights and house servants defending the rear, about the triumphant campaign against Glade County.

He praised the contributions of the front and rear, and with grand promises, declared to use the immense wealth acquired from taking Archers Castle to reward every soldier and vassal who didn’t disappoint the family.

All vassals would receive fitting honors.

Having swallowed the entire of Glade County, the territory under Thorny Flower rule had more than doubled.

Once they stabilized their rule, the Farolis Family’s focus of operations would shift from the baron domains within Kosos to Glade County, fully transforming it into the Thorny Flower’s Earldom.

And with so much land acquired, Baron Eriv naturally wouldn’t be stingy in granting fiefs to his loyal house servants; this was why so many knights loyally followed him.

Generous and sincere, though not the motto of the Thorny Flower Family, it was indeed Baron Eriv’s own personal creed.