Just as Cons was admiring this vast world, a cavalry appeared in the distance and rushed towards the place with a whip.

The castle guards immediately entered a state of alert. Although the other party was only one, who knew if they would be the brave assassinator.

After seeing the heraldic flag of Earl Beck behind the Knight, a guard stepped forward and prepared to hold the horse.

Everyone in the Bichai knows that such cavalry is the messenger of Count Bichai and they will not be sent out without emergency orders.

In the minds of Cons's subordinates, although his lord was independent, he would definitely give face to the count, so he was ready to receive this messenger.

The messenger was not polite, so he jumped off his horse and threw the reins to the guards, then took out a sheepskin roll while gasping for breath and shouted: "Where is Viscount Hal? Earl Beck urgently ordered to mobilize all his troops to destroy Qingxiang's descent, the fake descendant of the ancient kingdom, belonging to the largest rebel traitor in the history of the Snow Country."

The guard who originally wanted to lead his horse and the guard who originally wanted to summon stopped moving at the same time, looking at the cavalry with a strange look.

The cavalry was obviously furious by such eyes. I stayed up all the time and took more than ten days to arrive here in mud. You dare to look at me with such eyes. Do I dare to despise the messenger who belonged to Earl Bick if my clothes are covered in mud?

Just as the cavalry was unfamiliar with his anger and asked Viscount Hal again, several guards pointed at the top of the castle at the same time.

The cavalry looked up and saw Cons and Athletic standing on the balcony looking at him. He bowed and shouted, "Is it Viscount Hal? Here is the order of Count Bick, please receive it."

Cons looked at the confused knight, shook his head and said, "I am not Viscount Hal" and turned around and left. Since he knew that his identity as a descendant of the ancient royal family spread all over the world, he had a premonition that Earl Beck attacked him, so he was not interested in the orders carried by the knight.

The reason why Cons was not very interested was that Viscount Hal had been driven away for many days and had occupied Hal Castle for many days. Earl Bick ordered Viscount Hal to attack his messenger, but it took so long to arrive.

Looking at the messenger's mud, I guess the time was spent on the dirt road.

The road facilities in this place are really bad. It seems that the construction of Worry-free Castle must be temporarily stopped and the road construction troops can rest the urban road network under their command. Otherwise, when the snow melts, the troops will not have to go on a war.

Cons was not interested in the cavalry, but it did not mean that the Baron A, the second person in charge of intelligence, was not interested. You should know that the information was collected bit by bit, so he shouted at the guards: "Catch him and don't let him commit suicide."

"Yes, sir."

The guard immediately pressed the cavalry who didn't know what was going on like a tiger. As soon as the cavalry shouted "What are you doing?", the guard blocked his mouth with rags, and then quickly tied him up and lifted him away.

The cavalry facing the sky only found that at this time the flag of the castle was floating high above the red background, a black rose flag with white vines on the red background.

Isn’t this the flag of the fake descendant of the ancient kingdom and called the biggest thief in the Snow Country by the Earl?

When did he occupy Viscount Hal's castle? Has he already fought out? In this way, the Count would be attacked in his abdomen and the Count would be in danger?

Unfortunately, no matter how hard the cavalry struggled, he could not move. He probably would never see his Count.

Cons looked at the eighteen old men in front of him who looked old but had a very energetic look. If he didn't know their background, he would definitely think that they were very good at maintaining their care, which made him still so energetic at this age.

But if they knew that they were wearing more than fifty kilograms of knight armor and carrying their subordinates to fight in Harden, they would probably have their eyes protruded.

At these old men who were obviously not human but stared at themselves with a very hot gaze, Cons was helpless or helpless when he came out.

By looking at their expressions, you will know that they are 100% members of the organization formed by descendants of ancient countries, but they don’t want to participate, nor do they want them to participate, so they keep talking and talking after meeting them.

These eighteen are definitely monsters among human spirits. When they see Cons, who doesn't want people like him to reveal their identities, their eyes turn to understand why His Highness, who is rumored to be a descendant of the royal family, is like this.

They had originally wanted to explain and understood Cons' concerns, but they had nothing to say.

After a long time, the oldest man suddenly spoke out: "Your Highness, have you taken into account our recognition? Will we underestimate you?"

Cons was really cold by the old man's voice. It seemed that he had been confirmed as a descendant of the ancient royal family. Cons was helpless about this identity. But his adoptive father gave him a surname, and he actually had to bear such a big and heavy responsibility.

If I can't reach the North for the rest of my life, I will not have any burden. Unfortunately, God will make people beat me up and was blown here by a tornado. And I have caused so many troubles to find the root of my surname.

Now, the root of the surname has been found, but the trouble has come to you. It’s really troublesome. Alas, I’ll just make it clear to them. I really don’t bother with so many troubles.

After making a decision, Cons shook his head and said, "I'm not worried about you. You guys can't underestimate me. What I'm worried about is that there are many members behind you. Once we unite, the power of your organization will definitely be tilted towards the organization I have established now. My organization is still very weak. Most of the things need to rely on the power of your organization, so it won't take long to become a nominal leader."

Seeing what the old man wanted to defend himself, Cons reached out to stop him and said, "No need to explain, I don't believe that your organization has no heads or middle-level officials. Any organization has such people. Once we integrate, the heads and middle-level officials of your organization naturally want to control the new organization. Although they want to help me in their hearts, years of habit will naturally undermine me, which I can't stand."

The old men remained silent. Judging from their performance, Cons understood that their organization must be huge and ancient, and everyone knew that if they were integrated, the decision of the development of things would be carried out in the direction they thought.

Seeing that the other party had nothing to say, Cons immediately put aside the topic and asked curiously: "Why do you confirm that I am a descendant of the ancient royal family? You won't just rely on my surname and royal emblems. These things can be faked as long as you know a little about your profession."

The oldest old man spoke out, and saw him grinning, showing his white and neat teeth, and he smiled and said, "Your Highness, we are not fools. It is wrong to say that the descendants of the ancient royal family have never appeared at all. In the past few hundred years, the descendants of the royal family have appeared several times, but we found that they were fake, and their fake certificates were circulated by us. This is a waste of our precious time. So in order to wait for the real descendants, we completely destroyed all signs and detailed information, and destroyed all the information about the royal family."

"Since there is no information, how do you identify it?" Cons was very curious about this, because when he met people who were familiar with this, he confirmed his identity at once, and believed that his identity was real than he did.

"We will pass on the royal surnames and patterns by word of mouth, and there is something that must not be faked." Before Cons asked, the old man smiled and pointed at Cons' ring: "That's the heraldic."

Cons frowned and said, "With this herald, I might have picked up this thing."

"Haha, to be honest, we have been waiting for too long. It doesn't matter to us old guys. Those young people are almost out of patience. In addition, the royal bloodline has been circulating for hundreds of years, and the blood relationship with the previous generations must be so thin that there is almost no one. So we believe that the person carrying the heralds is the royal bloodline, regardless of whether this person is real or not." The old man said it was already very serious.

Cons nodded indifferently: "I understand, you just need a symbol that can cheer up your descendants. As for whether this person is true or not, you don't have to worry about it. Perhaps you are ready to create such a seal when the descendants' patience reaches the critical point, and then whoever picks it up will be the royal bloodline."

The old men were a little embarrassed when they heard this and said a little embarrassedly: "Your Highness is wise."

"I have another question. Since you have been circulating for so long, you should be very strong, so why don't you come out and destroy the three dukes by yourself and restore the rule of the ancient country by yourself? You must wait until the royal bloodline appears?" Cons asked again.

"Your Highness, maybe the strength of our eighteen soldiers under our command made you misunderstand. To be honest, we don't have that strong force and it is impossible to compete with the aristocratic system of the entire Snow Country. Moreover, our organization is not completely integrated. Although the goal is to restore the country, there are several factions who want to become this super hero, so we..."

The old man was interrupted by Cons before he finished speaking.

"Okay, okay, I understand. Like all organizations that have been established for a long time, factional struggles have occurred. Because of factional struggles, no one in your organization will submit to each other. Finally, a political program was developed to let the royal bloodline serve as the leader. In fact, at the beginning, you didn't need the royal bloodline at all. It was only after the demand changed. As for the later reason, it must have been because of this program that the goal of the fight was shifted to this aspect. Things like dragging each other, suppressing, and framing happened, which also made the factions and factions of your organization more disconnected. It can be said that without division, it is considered good luck for your organization. Oh, no wonder your organization has been unknown."

Cons shook his head, making the old men who were told about the situation gritted their teeth and kept silent.

"Your Highness, even though this is the case, we are indeed willing to worship you as our Lord."

The old man began to prepare for allegiance, but was interrupted by Cons again: "I'm sorry, I don't want to accept your allegiance, because you are really loyal to your organization, or it should be said that you are loyal to the faction to which you belong. I also have my own organization. This organization was created by me by myself, so I am naturally the head of the organization. My subordinates are the only ones who are loyal to me. The entire organization acts with my will, so we don't waste time. Judging from your behavior and intentions, I guess we will not have conflicts of interest for a long time. So since this is the case, let us not violate the rivers and take care of our own."

When Cons said this, he felt very tired of talking big. He didn't want to say this, but he knew that these old guys could only understand such words. If they didn't cut the mess quickly, they would definitely be entangled for the sake of their own factions.

As for why these old men are so old and so fierce, why are their soldiers all weird? Cons no longer interested in knowing it. Even if they are all demonic variants, what if the soldiers come to block them, and the water comes to cover them.

The eighteen old men hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and then looked at Cons with a serious expression. They knew that this great lord who started from scratch was a strong-willed person. He clearly understood that when his strength was weak, if his organization merged with him, it would definitely make him a bear leader, and this was unacceptable to all the pioneers of the hegemony.

So when he was not sure to compete with his own organization, he would never have a relationship with his own organization. Moreover, the other party was very clear about the problem of organizational factional struggles. It was probably because he had encountered this situation. It was impossible to benefit his own faction in the name of the organization.

Thinking of this, several old men muttered a few words and agreed to Cons well's request not to violate the river water.

However, they also made their own request, that is, their soldiers could fight for Cons, as long as they were given money and materials that matched the attack after each war, there would be no other excessive requests.

Cons didn't mind using theirs for such an army that was the same as a mercenary, so he immediately made an oral agreement.

After solving these Tibetan nobles, they also knew the story behind their royal bloodline surname. To put it bluntly, this surname is a surname, but it became so strange that it was used by others. Of course, as long as you don’t care about these, it is just a surname.

But suddenly I realized that I had one less desire to fulfill my efforts.

Now I am recruiting and training soldiers, recruiting and exploring and promoting civil and military officials. These actions are done to follow my own people, or to be carried out by an invisible hand-promoted leader of a leader who is his own organization.

Becoming the overlord of the world is not your wish, but this matter will force yourself to work for this goal due to various factors, and it will also make you consciously and voluntarily modify and improve it.

Alas, a little helpless.

Cons shook his head and began to lead the recruitment in Har. After creating a 5,000-strong guard, he drew a group of officers from the lord guard to form a management agency. Cons brought his troops back to Qingxiang, because the ships from the sea from the outside were about to arrive.

As for whether it was illegal to occupy the Hal Territory and whether the other nobles in the Hal Territory resisted, Kons did not need to pay attention to these.

No one cared about diplomatic protests, especially when Count Bick had ordered the conquest of Cons, he didn't have to worry about any legal excuses or other things.

I heard that the eighteen old monsters were eager to earn a sum of money to improve their lives by selling their forces. However, the Har-Head nobles who had seen these eighteen nobles as strong as quails, all of them were as obedient as huddles in their own territory and dared not move.

The only Earl of Bick who has the ability to cause chaos, for some reason, pestered Bick City, and had no time or interest at all, and did not have the ability to come and provoke Cons.
Chapter completed!