Throne of the North.

Chapter 358: Building momentum, the world's adventurers
Ryan has no answer as to whether history is created by one person or by everyone.

He cannot directly say that one person plays a decisive role and everyone is its executor. This statement is suitable for any era and any history.

Ryan wanted a definite answer, if possible.

That answer, he hoped, was Ryan Clayton.

He wanted the frozen land to no longer be blocked by the mountains surrounding the 'Big Bowl'. He wanted to change all that by building broad roads that might require the gods to bring.

He also didn't want the pressure of the orcs to be on him alone. The vast northern territory belonged to no one, but to everyone.

He wanted to tell the nobles in the southern lands that the northern territory covered by wind and snow also had countless wealth.

Poor and cold, this is how people in the warm southern land describe the North, and Ryan wants to change this perception.

The North is very rich, but different from the South in terms of wealth.

The wealth buried in the snow is enough to rival a country.

The world is moving forward. If Ryan wants to become stronger, he must change, change himself, and change the world.

Moreover, these changes are also a kind of plunder, plundering the right to speak. When Ryan's will can influence the entire North one day, he will be the well-deserved king of the North.

This is an extraordinary world, and its extraordinary beauty dazzled Ryan, but it is also a barbaric world. The nobles tightly grasp all the channels for ascent, leaving the whole world without a trace of vitality.

If Ryan did not have the ability to change the world, and if the spiritual panel did not exist to allow him to see that his future would definitely not stagnate at the footsteps of the Baron, then he would become a nobleman like all the nobles in this world.

He would enjoy himself. The nobles were luxurious, and so would Ryan. He didn't know why he came to this world, but he was just an ordinary person.

His ambition comes from his own strength and from the spiritual panel that takes him through various dimensions to bring back the remaining wealth of a world.

He felt he could be the maker of history.

Dragon flames gushed out from the depths of Ryan's eyes. He pushed the Viscountess away and walked outside.

In this world, what kind of life has the greatest ambition?
They are magicians who spend their lives searching for magic to fight against the gods.

They are dragons. Their greed has given rise to their ambition to occupy everything in the world, whether dead or alive.

The magician and the dragon. Ryan is not a magician, nor is he a dragon, but his heart has one tenth of the power of a legendary dragon's heart, and his blood also has noble power.

When the idea of ​​the Brave Guild came to Ryan's mind, the power of the dragon's heart was tempting him, and the will of the dragon was influencing him, allowing him to put it into practice quickly.

"Go ahead and do it. Everything in this world belongs to you, whether it is the glittering gold coins or the royal power that is above the divine power. The throne that belongs to you stands in the highest sky in the world."

In the void, it seemed as if the whisper of a giant dragon could see through Ryan's heart.

Ryan released his power in the snow.

"Brand!"

He roared, and the dragon's breath turned into flames that burned out of his nostrils. Within his pupils, the outline of a giant dragon was looming, and it was roaring.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Without any hesitation, Ryan rushed towards Brand. The terrible energy and blood settled in his body, and the burning flames wrapped around his whole body. Several kinds of knight breathing methods existed in Ryan's body, pushing him towards a stronger place.

"Roar--"

With a dragon's roar, Ryan calmed down. He looked around and saw that all the trees originally planted on the mountain were broken and collapsed, and the snow accumulated on the ground had completely melted without anyone knowing when.

In the center of the frozen land covered in silver, Rhino Horn Mountain seemed to have suddenly entered summer, with brilliant colors, attracting the attention of countless people.

"Earl Clayton, isn't he really afraid that all his descendants will die?"

Ryan took a deep breath. He felt the progress of his knight training. He had reached the peak of the Golden Knight and could not go any further. The power of the Dragon Heart was completely absorbed by him and was gradually becoming the source of life for his promotion to the Sky Knight.

The Dragon's Heart was divided into ten parts and given to the ten descendants of Earl Clayton. Norton Clayton, who was also in the Province of North Wind, had his own younger brother who also had the help of the Dragon's Heart.

But Ryan didn't expect that the power of Dragon Heart would bring such a big change to him.

In front of him, Brand had a bruised face and nose. He was immersed in his own strength. The boiling blood turned into raging waves in a certain moment, and then settled like a towering mountain in the next moment. As this process continued to cycle, the blood in Brand's body became deep and solid.

He also reached the end of the earth and was about to challenge the sky.

"It seems like another huge expense."

Ryan smiled and said that if the Golden Knight wanted to become a Sky Knight, he would also need precious resources to help him.

He himself has this resource. The existence of the dragon heart is better than any other resources in the world. It is a gift from Earl Clayton.

Brand's promotion requires him, as the lord, to think of a way.

Back in the castle, Ryan said to the lady-in-waiting:

"Ask Beard to repair the Rhino Horn Mountain. Also, ask Baron Hatton's successor, Lian En, to come to the Frozen Territory. If I haven't come back yet, ask him to wait in the Frozen Territory first."

After Ryan finished speaking, he headed to Svadifari, the wild world, to look for Master McKen.

……

"When Brock and the others come back, you, Master McKen, can rebuild your own mage tower."

"It should be soon. They have been in the south for so long."

Ryan came here to ask Master McKen to think of a way to increase the defense of Rhino Horn Mountain. Without the help of the magic array, if it happens again next time, Ryan felt that he could reduce the castle to ruins.

"The castles of the nobles are all blessed with magic arrays. You only thought of this after returning from the kingdom with millions of gold coins for so long. You are an outlier among the nobles."

Grand Master McKen said that after becoming rich, nobles would try to find ways to demonstrate their glory, and repairing the territory castle is the best choice.

As the saying goes, when you return home in glory and build a new house, everyone will know your glory.

"I can help you contact some mages. They have a good reputation in the southern part of the empire. They are responsible for the arrangement of magic arrays in many noble castles."

Master McKen began to write a letter, while Ryan was also paying attention to his warhorse.

"Can we sell war horses now?"

After returning from the kingdom, especially when he was in Thundercloud County, many nobles asked Ryan indirectly whether they wanted to buy some war horses from him.

Ryan didn't agree immediately because he was not sure whether his herd could offer such a deal.

Unexpectedly, Master McKen had no objection to this matter.

"I breed war horses so that they can gallop in the ice and snow, instead of keeping them in obscurity in the stables."

Grand Master McKen hopes that his warhorse will one day become famous in the empire and the world.

"But if I sell it now, anything less than 1,000 gold coins would be a loss."

One thousand gold coins? Ryan was speechless. It seemed that the nobles had no chance.

"Do you think the Highland Warhorse was cheap in the beginning? After hundreds of years, the value of the Highland Warhorse is still the most expensive mass-produced warhorse on the Norris Continent."

"If the price of the Northern War Horses is to be reduced, it will take at least five years, or even ten years, until the bloodlines of the second, third, and fourth batches of War Horses stabilize."

Hearing this, Ryan's heart moved.

Master McKeon is still a bit rigid, as are most people in this world, but Ryan is different, he has experienced a time when he had to spend the next few decades of his finances.

"We need to continuously cultivate the blood of the warhorse and use magic to stabilize the blood of the warhorse."

"Then... we sell the horses to the nobles, but when we sell them, we ask them to return the offspring bred by the horses. How about that?"

The Highland warhorses purchased by the nobles were castrated, which not only facilitated the knights' control but also prevented the occurrence of piracy.

But there are no war horses in the North, at least not yet. Ryan still needs to breed more war horses, so how could he waste them on such things?

Moreover, because the Northern War Horses are suitable for the cold winter environment in the North, they are not that hot-blooded. If you want to gallop in the North, learning to be quiet is the first requirement.

What's more, this is not the final version of the Northern Warhorse. In the opinion of Grand Wizard McKen, with the changes in bloodline from generation to generation, the final version of the Northern Warhorse is the strongest.

Listening to what Ryan said, Master McKen couldn't help but think. He instinctively wanted to refuse, but Ryan's words touched him.

"Perhaps, in the hands of other nobles, you can also see different results or directions."

This is true. Different environment, different food, and different functions may cause changes in the bloodline of the Northern War Horses. Whether it is good or bad, it is a good answer for Archmage McKen, who has devoted his entire life to the breeding of war horses.

"It cannot be less than three hundred gold coins."

Master McKen still cares about his hard work and does not allow it to be wasted cheaply.

"three hundred?"

Ryan's eyes widened and he smiled.

"How can it be so low? Don't worry, the value of the Northern War Horse will be recognized."

In the frozen land, on the Rhino Horn Mountain. When Ryan returned after wandering around the wilderness world and finding that the northern border of this world had not shown any signs of aggravation for the time being, Liam Hatton had already appeared in his castle.

Baron Hatton is the noble closest to Ryan, and the exchanges between the two sides are much closer.

"Lian."

Ryan is not much older than Lien, but the two have completely different dignity.

"Lord Baron Ryan."

Lian En, who had not yet inherited the title, performed aristocratic etiquette respectfully.

"Take a seat first and try this pork chop."

The maid brought over the hot pork chops, and under Ryan's gaze, Lian took a bite, then looked extremely surprised.

"So tender."

The completely different feeling made Lian En curious, but Ryan didn't explain, but just said he would give him some when he left.

"A Northern Brave Guild has appeared in Lingdu City. Do you know about this?"

Liam nodded.

"I heard that it was created by you, Lord Ryan, to support adventurers to become legendary heroes."

"What does your father think?"

"My father?"

Lian En blinked, then said awkwardly:
"My father was very angry for a long time, saying that you gave precious gold coins to those peasants."

"Hahaha, I thought Mr. Hatton would advise me to close the Hero's Guild."

"Father also said that if the Dawn Church was still in the empire, the nobles would definitely stop you."

Ryan was surprised. From his understanding of Baron Hutton, he knew that he was a typical parasite noble in terms of his status as a lord. But at the same time, Ryan had also learned Baron Hutton's vision on politics.

"Father said that the nobles of the empire can accept magicians, alchemists, and even necromancers. What else can't be accepted?"

Ryan was silent. It seemed that the nobles of this world still understood the changes in the world a hundred years ago and a hundred years later. Perhaps they themselves were amazed at how the world was so corrupt a hundred years ago.

"The nobles speculate that you want to use brave men to fight against the orcs in the north."

"The nobles are very wise."

Ryan praised that when the orcs from the north invaded, a brave guild appeared in Lingdu City and offered a reward for the orcs' heads. Naturally, the nobles would guess the connection between the two.

"So... Liam, are you willing to become a hero?"

……

In Lingdu City, a group of tall and stern war horses walked into the city. Under the gazes of many people, the owners of the war horses threw more than a dozen heads on the horses' backs to the ground.

The knight was wearing armor and his face was covered with an elaborate visor, with only a slit where his eyes would be exposed.

"You said that orc heads can be exchanged for gold coins?"

The bard walked out of the stone house, then looked at the werewolf head on the ground in surprise, and nodded.

"But adventurers registered with the Brave Guild when needed, but since you are here, it is the same to register now."

"I don't know your name..."

The bard took out the list and asked as he was about to write.

The knight on the warhorse thought for a moment and uttered a word.

"ash."

"Code name? Okay, a code name is fine too."

"Then Lord Embers Knight, there are fifteen gold coins in total, please take a look."

Behind the bard, the waiter took out a bag and opened it. The sparkling gold coins inside attracted many people's attention.

"Yes, Not Bad."

The knight turned and left. No one knew where he went. Everyone in Lingdu City was discussing the truth of the incident and the eye-catching gold coin.

"I really gave you gold coins. Fifteen gold coins. How can I spend them all?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. The people from the Hero's Guild collected fifteen orc heads and gave them gold coins without saying anything."

"Nonsense, I clearly saw the bard waving to the knight, asking him to come back next time."

When Lian En appeared in Lingdu City again, he couldn't help blushing when he heard people around him discussing him.

Those orc heads were not hunted by him. They were spoils of war from Baron Ryan's soldiers, and he used them.

It was not just fifteen gold coins, but one hundred and fifty gold coins. This was the reward Baron Ryan gave him. Lian En didn't know why Baron Ryan did this.

“Adventurers need a goal and someone to look up to.”

Such a reason made Liam's body straighten up a lot, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at the women around him became much purer, as if he was practicing the honor and spirit of chivalry.

And in Lingdu City, the first group of adventurers who were planning to earn extra money finally appeared.

They came from some chambers of commerce, and were laborers who came from far away, intending to make some money in their spare time.

"If I can earn three or five gold coins, I can find a knight teacher for my son. Then my son will have a chance to become a distinguished knight."

They did not have the courage to make demands to the nobles, but when they followed the Chamber of Commerce northward, everyone they met was familiar to them, and the people who managed them were also the managers of the Chamber of Commerce, ordinary people like them, so these laborers were naturally not that worried.

There were a total of twenty-six people. They were the first group of adventurers from Lingdu City who began to enter the northern border to try to hunt orcs.

Someone watched their backs, and then watched them enter the North.

"Tell the soldiers of the Wild Bear Warrior Legion not to kill the orcs directly, but to leave some of them behind."

Ryan gave such an order. He didn't want the death rate of the twenty-six people to be too high, and he also hoped that they could hunt orcs and bring them back to Lingdu City.

"By the way, throw some weapons to them. How dare they break into the North with a dagger?"

Ryan felt helpless. These people had too little common sense.

Should we consider opening an adventurer training institution next to the Hero Guild? After thinking about it, Ryan gave up this plan.

It's free.

One day, two days, three days... Ryan waited for the letter from the south, but the people of Lingdu City still hadn't waited for the return of those adventurers.

"Are they dead?"

Someone said this with his head shrunk. In this April weather, he actually felt a bone-chilling cold.

"They're back, they're back!"

In the distance, someone shouted loudly, and the crowd still stretched their necks to look in the direction where the sound came from.

There, a group of twenty humans who looked like savages, grinning with big teeth, walked among the crowd and came to the front of the Northern Brave Guild.

Twenty-six hideous corpses were thrown on the ground. Fearing that the Brave Guild would cheat, they even brought the corpses back. Looking at the corpses, some children cried out of fear.

"Twenty-six gold coins in total, you..."

The bard looked at these people and said:
"Everyone has an orc's head, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Look at that black goat orc. I killed him."

"I was the one who killed that hyena man."

“That side…”

"Okay, in that case, each person will receive one gold coin. Keep it."

Placing twenty-six gold coins in each person's hand, the bard frowned and said:

"Next time don't bring back the body, just the orc's head will be fine."

The adventurers smiled awkwardly, clutched the gold coins tightly, and said that they could chop off their heads and leave the bodies in the wild.

(End of this chapter)