I'm not a lord

Chapter 290 Chloris Advises Her Husband to Take a Mistress

After listening to Victor's report, Lynn was slightly surprised: "Six alien races already? That's quite a lot."

"This is only what I have collected so far, and it is from relatively reliable books. If we include those books of unknown origin and author, as well as hostile alien races whose traces have been deliberately erased by the church, the number of these alien races is at least nearly twenty."

To compile information on these alien races, Victor has been working many extra night shifts lately.

However, entertainment options were quite limited in those days, and he was very interested in these alien races, so he treated it as a form of entertainment and relaxation in the evening, and did not feel tired.

He even felt a little regretful because there were relatively few relevant books to be found in Sanhe City.

After a moment's thought, Lynn nodded slightly and asked, "Then these books don't record the specific time and reason for the disappearance of these alien races?"

"The exact time is hard to determine, but it should be within a hundred years after that war of gods. As for the reason for the disappearance of the alien races, the records in these books are quite vague. I also asked a theology professor in Amber Harbor a similar question. Those professors all believed that these alien races suffered heavy losses in the war of gods and had long since died out naturally."

Victor's face showed a look of reminiscence. In his youth, he had explored many subjects in college, not only completing law courses but also frequently auditing the classes of theology professors.

That period of university life was indeed the most beautiful memory of his life. At that time, the North was relatively peaceful, and Amber Harbor was thriving.

"Natural extinction after the war of gods? That's a reasonable explanation, but some doubts still remain."

Lynn naturally knew a little about that war of the gods two thousand years ago.

This war of the gods mainly broke out in the southern region, with participants including humans and several other races, each with the shadow of a god behind them.

According to the official account of the Trinity Church, the 'Three Saints' they worship are the survivors and ultimate victors of that war.

These so-called 'Three Saints' defeated the remaining gods, helped the humans of the Southern Territory win the war, and established an empire belonging to mankind after the war.

But shortly after the empire was established, these 'Three Saints' left the continent and ascended to the realm of gods.

Without the support of the gods, the human empire collapsed after a few hundred years, and the Southern Territory is now a mess.

If it were said that these gods intervened, wiping out races other than humans and expanding the human race's sphere of influence, then that would make sense.

Victor rested his chin on his right hand, frowning as he said, "I also find it strange. Humans had allies from other races during the war of the gods, but after the war, these allies disappeared along with the enemy."

"If I were the Pope of the Trinity Church, I would definitely erase all the history of other races, since humans have already completely ruled the South and the North." As a ruler, Lynn's approach was to nip all risks in the bud.

There are too many uncertainties surrounding the alien races, and the human race's rule over the continent is already secure. Prohibiting related research is clearly more in the interest of the ruling class.

Victor slowly shook his head and replied, "This thing is very difficult to erase. In the Southern Territory, there have been quite a few people who have claimed to have seen living aliens in recent decades."

Amber Harbor has frequent exchanges with the eastern coastal cities of the South, where Victor has heard many rumors about the South.

He then recounted a rumor he had heard many times: "Commerce and handicrafts are very developed in the southern coastal areas, and merchant ships are often swept into the depths of the misty sea by the wind and waves, and most of the wrecked merchant ships disappear without a trace."

Occasionally, however, ships would manage to escape the fog. The crews of these ships would always claim they had been bewitched by sirens, and their descriptions of the sirens were similar to those in ancient texts: a woman with a naked upper body and light blue, translucent hair like a jellyfish.

Upon hearing this, Lynn realized that similar rumors from different times and places were all pretty much the same.

However, there are clearly some extraordinary powers in this world, and various books record the existence of divine wars and alien races, so it is better to believe that they exist than not.

He then instructed, "Hmm, I understand. Continue organizing the materials, and send the completed copies of the books to the castle. I may read them in my spare time."

Lynn's evening entertainment was limited to reading, flirting, and making love.

The women in the castle all enjoy reading, so it would be good to find them some interesting books.

As for the war goddess Carla, Lynn will maintain the status quo.

She was, after all, alone, and in the military, she was an instructor with prestige but no real power, so she couldn't cause much trouble.

Moreover, she was quite dedicated to teaching the new recruits, and under her strict discipline, the newly enlisted deserters made rapid progress.

At present, all she seems to crave is fine wine, a small request that Lynn can easily fulfill.

For rulers, a useful subordinate is a good subordinate.

Meanwhile, Karula, who was supervising the new recruits' drills in the military camp, suddenly felt a tickle in her nose. She subconsciously turned her head and rubbed her nose.

A young squad leader inadvertently caught a glimpse of this scene and asked expectantly, "Lord War God, it's so cold today, can we go back to camp to rest early?"

Carula's face darkened instantly, and she snapped, "Forgot? In the military, you have to be addressed by your rank!"

The title of Goddess of War was bestowed upon her by the deceased Rift Valley Chief Augusta, and she didn't particularly like it.

But at that time she still needed the Rift Valley Tribe to provide her with ale, so she pinched her nose and wore it.

She actually liked the 'instructor' title that Lynn gave her.

It was mainly the novelty that was at play, and Lynn gave us more and better beer, which was on a completely different level than the horse urine-flavored ale from the Rift Valley.

The word 'instructor' doesn't exist in the original language of the Wilderness People, but the language is very inclusive, so if one isn't available, they can simply borrow one.

The squad leader immediately straightened his back and replied smoothly, "Yes, Instructor!"

Carula waved her baton: "You're punished by running ten laps around the camp right now. Everyone else, go back to camp and rest!"

When she returned to her private military tent, she sat on the bed, picked up a pot of wine from the brazier, and gulped down more than half of the warm honey wine, letting out a long, comfortable sigh.

In the dead of winter, this stuff is the only thing that feels so comforting in the mouth!

When Karula lived in her tribe, her people enjoyed collecting honey to make wine. Her mother was a master winemaker, adding various flavored berries to her wine. Every winter, her family would store a lot of wine to get through the winter.

Although the mead from Baiheling didn't quite match her mother's taste, it at least reminded her of some flavors of her hometown.

That evening, Lynn had dinner with Chloris.

After the meal, they took a walk in the cleared snow-covered castle grounds before returning to their bedroom on the third floor of the castle.

The fireplace was burning brightly. As Chloris took off her heavy coat and changed into her light pajamas, Lynn suddenly put his arm around her slender waist, lowered his head, and whispered in her rosy earlobe, "If all goes well, I might officially marry you this year."

Chloris was overjoyed. She quickly turned around and hugged Lynn tightly, burying her face in the man's broad chest and saying emotionally, "My lord, you can marry me whenever you want. My body and soul have long belonged to you."

After months of close interaction, Chloris had long since discerned Lynn's ambitions. This man's prey was undoubtedly the Northern Kingdom.

And looking across the entire North, is there anyone more qualified than Chloris to be the new king's wife?
Moreover, she is by no means just a pretty face as claimed. She is rational and tolerant, and as long as her husband is strong enough, she is happy to accept his lovers.

The number of lovers is undoubtedly an outward manifestation of a man's ambition.

A powerful man may not always have many lovers, but a man who can make a large number of lovers willingly follow him must have something extraordinary about him.

Of course, the main reason Chloris was willing to give herself entirely to Lynn was that she saw endless possibilities in this man.

She was equally ambitious.

Influenced by her late father, she hoped that the North could be unified, remain strong for a long time, and eventually move south to participate in the struggle for continental hegemony.

Which ruler doesn't enjoy playing map coloring games?
The feeling of coloring another's territory and people with your own is truly fascinating.

Lynn is the perfect embodiment of Chloris's ambitions.

"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting too long."

Lynn's words were both a promise to Chloris and a requirement he set for himself.

After two years of accumulation, he has already obtained the ticket to compete for supremacy in the North.

This year will be crucial in determining his future fate.

After saying that, he picked Chloris up and carried her to the white bed on the soft cashmere carpet, laughing as he went, "Yagna and Lia are pregnant again recently, so you have to give me a baby as soon as possible."

Chloris glanced at him jealously, then said sweetly, "How dare I disobey your orders, sir?"

The battle inside the house finally ceased when the embers in the fireplace burned at their brightest.

Both of them were at the peak of their energy, and after they finished, neither of them felt sleepy and they kept chatting in bed.

After chatting for a while, Chloris suddenly brought up the Duke of the Valley's daughter.

"My lord, Miss Hela from the Western Suburbs Palace has sent me a letter."

"She knows your true identity?" Lynn was more interested in the possibility of a leak.

In White River Territory, not many people know Chloris's true identity. The maids in the castle only know that she is one of Lynn's lovers.

Chloris smiled faintly: "No, she doesn't know my true identity. She just asked the county magistrate of the western suburbs to send this letter to the daily manager of the River Marsh County Castle, and then the letter ended up in my hands."

“Hela is a very smart girl. She has probably already guessed your identity. After Morris went to the Southern Territory, he has been recruiting an army, and all kinds of news have been sent to the Northern Territory, but there has been no news of you.”

Lynn's intelligence channels, established through the Three Rivers City Merchant Guild, were highly efficient. Before the River of Stillness froze, a steady stream of intelligence from Amber Harbor was delivered to him.

After the bastard son Maurice fled to the southern border with his family and officials, he sought refuge with the Kingdom of Dawn, which was hostile to Otto III.

The Kingdom of Dawn is also adjacent to the Misty Sea, and Morris's maternal family, which was involved in the grain trade, originated from a large autonomous city on the coast of the Kingdom of Dawn.

This kingdom is separated from the Rui Kingdom by several smaller powers, and they are constantly at war with each other.

With the strong support of the King of Dawn, Maurice spent lavishly to recruit soldiers and declared that he would sail back to the North this year.

According to information brought by merchants, before the Ice Sea completely froze, the former king of the North had already recruited an army of three to four thousand men, making quite a force to be reckoned with.

But if Chloris remained under Maurice's control, he might be able to use this beautiful princess with claim to power to gain more wealth and an army.

"Hela hopes that you, sir, can lend a helping hand to save her father, and she also begs me to help persuade you. She is a filial and good girl."

When Hela was mentioned, Chloris spoke with a tone full of emotion, but without any hostility.

She saw a bit of herself in Hela.

They were all from prominent noble families in the North, both had suffered family tragedies and were forced into exile, and were all of similar age.

“I tried diplomatic means, but Duke Herman of the Valley was too determined to defend the castle. He will eventually perish along with White Eagle Castle.” Lynn also sighed.

He certainly wanted to help Hermann out, but the man wouldn't reciprocate.

“You can only use diplomatic means. At this time, you absolutely cannot have any military conflict with Earl Mirror Iron, as this would seriously disrupt your plans.” Chloris also had a clear understanding of the situation in the North.

After chatting about the recent situation for a while, she suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, what are your plans for this young girl in the future?"

Small?
Upon hearing this, Lynn glanced at the firm cleavage beneath Chloris's pajamas. Although Chloris's breasts were of a certain size, they were still pitiful compared to the voluptuous Hela.

Lynn then looked away and asked in return, "How would you like me to arrange her?"

"Since she is bound to lose her father this year, why don't you just take her as your lover? That might soothe her wounded heart a little."

Chloris wasn't jealous or teasing; she genuinely hoped Lynn would accept him.

Hela's existence does not threaten her position; on the contrary, she can be her companion.

After all, they both came from noble families, so they obviously had more in common.

Moreover, Chloris's thought process is slightly different from that of ordinary people.

She even felt a certain sense of pride if her husband's castle had another duke's daughter as a lover.

If her husband conquered the duke's daughter, wouldn't that mean she also conquered a duke's daughter?
One can only say that her desire to conquer is indeed somewhat peculiar.

"I will consider this."

Lynn was certainly tempted by Hela, and he would have her even without Chloris's advice.

The girl has already offered herself up; why would we give her away again?

February arrived quickly. The harsh winter seemed to pass in the blink of an eye, and spring was just around the corner in the North.

(End of this chapter)