I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 167 Doesn't Like Pancakes
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"A wonderful life, powerful warriors, and a beast spirit tribe with awakened heritage."

The White Frost Prophet said confidently, "I beg you to grant me some food, and then take Wolf Hoof and his tamed wolf companions with me."

"It's a pity that none of Wolfhoof's wolf companions have yet produced a mutated giant wolf..."

The White Frost Prophet couldn't help but sigh, but then immediately reiterated his assurance.

"Even so, it can still prove the Holy Lord's arrival to those savage tribes!"

The White Frost Prophet was somewhat agitated.

The White Frost Prophet always felt a sense of regret about the absence of the White Frost Tribe.

If we could truly unify all the savages, what would be the point of the White Frost Tribe?
Even if I keep teaching the savages to speak, I still have more prestige than I did in the White Frost Tribe!

More importantly, the glory of our ancestors will once again shine in our hands!
Such a history-changing event will surely be remembered by all the savages!

Rhodes paid no attention to the White Frost Prophet's expression, nor would he know of the White Frost Prophet's endless longing for the future.

Rhodes wanted to hire more workers because he needed to build a city wall.

"Giant wolf..."

Rhodes agreed with the White Frost Prophet's view that a mutated giant wolf was more convincing.

However, it is virtually impossible to breed a giant wolf in a short period of time.

Rhodes currently lacks the various materials needed to create the mutation potion.

The only thing they had in abundance was the blood of wolf-like magical beasts.

Because of the white wolf, Aura.

Eh?
The giant wolf can be played by Aura.

Rod seemed to be deep in thought, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

"Just do as you said. Go and prepare first. Give me a detailed plan, including which tribes, their numbers, and their approximate locations."

Rhodes slowly instructed, "I will inform Wolfhoof to travel with you, once everything is arranged."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The White Frost Prophet's eyes were filled with fervor. He bowed deeply in excitement and then ran out quickly.

Vivian opened her eyes, looked at the back of the White Frost Prophet, and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Why does he seem even more excited when I'm getting you slaves?"

Rhodes glanced at Vivian.

"Because it sounds like capturing slaves, but in reality, it's about striving for a better life."

"Hmm?" Vivian tilted her head and looked at Rhodes.

"The servants in a wealthy family are servants, and the emperor's servants are also servants."

Rod smiled and asked in return,
"But are these two the same?"

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The following day at noon, Rhodes headed to Frostwolf Forest.

Although she is now under the protection of the hunters, Aura still does not let her guard down in the slightest.

Before Rhodes even reached the cave entrance, the white wolf keenly sensed his presence and came out to greet him.

This time, not only Aura, but also Aura's wife Luma got up and crawled out of the cave when Rhodes reached the entrance.

Luma was still a bit thin, but her breathing was steady and her fur had regained some shine.

"Looks like he's recovering well."

Rhodes looked at the giant wolf mother who had just given birth and said.

"I have to thank you for providing so much food."

Aura nuzzled against Luma and said, "I also found some herbs for her to help her recover faster."

Aura deliberately stood between Rod and Luma.
"But don't be afraid, Ruma won't hurt you."

As soon as Aura finished speaking, Luma lowered her body and bowed her head to Rhodes, as if to express her respect to him.

Aura's eyes were full of surprise. He stepped forward and nuzzled his wife, letting out a confused whimper.

Luma responded with two soft hums, which sounded gentle and friendly.

Rhodes observed quietly and could tell that the two wolves were communicating in their own way.

After a moment, the white wolf turned to Rhodes, puzzled, its eyes filled with doubt.

“It’s strange, Luma said she felt you were very kind to her.”

"What's so weird about this?"

Rod smiled frankly, "You've influenced her, haven't you? We're close, so naturally she has feelings for me."

White Wolf looked at Rhodes suspiciously, clearly not believing his words.

Just then, three wolf cubs stumbled out of the hole.

The little white wolf, with the same fur color as Aura, ran straight to Rhodes's legs and rubbed its tail against his trouser leg.

It was as if what was in front of him was not a ferocious magical beast, the Icefield White Wolf, but a friendly little puppy.

Rod was amused by its adorable appearance and couldn't help but bend down, pick it up, gently hold it in his arms, and softly stroke the little white wolf's soft fur.

The little white wolf squinted comfortably and slowly licked Rhodes's palm.

Although their movements weren't as lively as a domestic dog's, they exuded a natural intimacy.

Now, Aura completely disbelieved Rhodes' explanation.

He circled Rod warily, sniffing the air constantly.

"What did you put on your body? Some kind of fragrance?"

Aura looked puzzled. "Or is there some special magical item that can attract the wolf's favor?"

Rhodes shook his head, his hand still gently stroking the wolf cub's fur.

"If it were as you say, I would have conquered the entire forest and commanded an army of wolves long ago."

White Wolf remained silent, seemingly agreeing with Rhodes's reasoning.

"Don't dwell on this kind of thing."

Rod changed the subject, asking, "Have you decided on a new name yet?"

White Wolf replied in a deep voice, "Just call me White Wolf. I'm no longer human, so I don't need any other human names."

"I don't care, it depends on your mood."

Rod smiled and shrugged, turning his gaze to the little one in his arms.
"But your name is White Wolf, so what about your son?"

"I can't possibly call this little guy White Wolf from now on, can I?"

“He is different. He has no human memories. He can be called Silver Moon.”

The white wolf gazed at its child, its eyes filled with doting tenderness.

Rhodes was amused by Aura, or rather, the White Wolf.

This guy is really hypocritical.

"Your Excellency's sudden arrival here must be for a reason, right?"

White Wolf looked at Rhodes: "What do you need me to do?"

"It's still more comfortable chatting with you."

Rhode put down the wolf cub Silvermoon and casually patted his white fur.
"If it weren't for something important, I wouldn't have gone this far in such cold weather."

"Let's go inside and talk. First, let's build a fire. I don't have your thick fur."

White Wolf nodded and, together with Luma, led Rhodes deeper into the cave.

The guards gathered some dry firewood from outside, piled it up in the cave, lit it, and then retreated outside to stand guard.

The firelight illuminated the rough walls of the cave and cast silhouettes of everyone present, with shifting shadows dancing across the walls.

"Actually, it's not a big deal."

Rod rubbed his hands together as he approached the fire, almost sticking his fingers into the flames.

The white wolf was slightly surprised by his appearance.
White Wolf knew that only those with a high affinity for fire could get so close to it, just as he could stroll freely through the Icefield Mountains.

“But it might be a little difficult for you, because I need you to leave here for a while to help me conquer those savage tribes.”

Rhodes glanced at Luma, who was nursing the wolf cub beside him, then turned back and said, "You might miss your wife."

The white wolf tilted its head.

"To start a war?"

"If it's a battle in the jungle, I do have an advantage over ordinary soldiers."

As long as he doesn't fall into a trap set by hunters, the white wolf is confident that he can take on a small tribe by himself, especially when he launches a night raid.

No, it's not what you think.

Rhodes shook his head.

"All I need is for you to show your face; your presence will prove my other identity."

Rhodes briefly explained to the White Wolf the identity of the Holy Lord and the prophecies of the White Frost Prophet.

Of course, trivial matters such as "the Holy Lord is a lie" were omitted.

Upon hearing the prophecy, the white wolf involuntarily sat up straight, a complex light flickering in its eyes.
Do you believe this prophecy?

"I do not mind."

Rod skewered the jerky onto sticks and roasted it over the fire.
"Believe it if there's a benefit, don't believe it if there's no benefit."

Seeing the white wolf's serious expression, Rhodes raised an eyebrow. "You don't believe me, do you?"

The white wolf's eyes darted around uncertainly.
"If you truly unite the savage tribes, then this prophecy might be true." "But in that case, wouldn't the human world be truly in danger?"

Rhodes sighed, looking at the white wolf with a hint of helplessness.

"You wolf, you were just saying you wanted to cut ties with the human world, and now you're worried about them?"

Rod couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Count Aura is ultimately a kind-hearted person; his previous outburst was simply due to his inability to accept his identity.

Even though he has now become a giant wolf, upon hearing the prophecy, he was actually thinking about what would happen to humans.

The white wolf lowered its head and remained silent.

"If you believe this prophecy,"

Rhodes comforted him softly.
"So whatever you do will only make things go in the direction of the prophecy."

"Whether we do it or not makes no difference; we might as well follow the prophecy and accumulate the power of my Holy Lord."

"Of course, if you don't believe in prophecies, then there's even less to worry about."

The white wolf fell into deep thought, and after a long while, he nodded.

"you're right."

“Then I’ll go with that White Frost Prophet and see if the prophecy is true.”

“What do you plan to do with Luma and your children?” Rod asked.

"Your town is too conspicuous; let them stay here for now."

The white wolf replied, "Wolves should return to the forest and adapt to the environment here."

"Besides, no one else will come here, so there's no danger."

"it is good."

Rhodes nodded in agreement, "I will send more people to ensure they don't cause any problems."

Because of the fact that they were from different races, Rhodes sent out many people to patrol his territory so that he could better understand the situation there.

"I'll go back to Frostleaf Town first and wait for you, so you two can have some time to be affectionate."

Rhodes stood up and dusted off his clothes.

"We'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow."

The white wolf nodded and watched Rhodes leave the cave.

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At Hawkeye Manor.

Baron Harlan stared at the letter in his hand, a wry smile on his face.

"Looks like we're going to have to take a loss again this time."

His fingers unconsciously gripped the edge of the letter, making a slight creaking sound.

Sir Frank, Baron Harlan had to take this seriously.

Not only because he lacked experienced knights, but also because Frank was a symbol.

He represents the attitude of many older knights in the Falcon family, and embodies the stance and viewpoints of many people.

If this knight is treated well, he could have a significant impact, potentially even surpassing the influence of an army.

Although Baron Harlan didn't know what a propaganda war was, he understood human nature.

Now he is using people's hearts and rumors to undermine the legitimacy of the late Earl of Falcon.

Baron Harlan sighed and slowly handed the letter to his wife, Aurelia, who was standing beside him.
"Why is Baron Rhodes always so lucky?"

"I get the feeling that he's in control of everything around him,"

"Always ahead of us, always having everything arranged."

"Then they used all of this, which was arranged in advance, to extract profits from us."

Baron Harlan was originally quite willing to concede some benefits, as this was the norm among nobles.

But lately, the cuts have been getting more and more painful; it feels like it's cutting into my flesh.

Baron Harlan was also finding it hard to bear the continued losses.

Aurelia patiently read the letter, a smile spreading across her delicate face.

“I think this is a good thing. We must redeem this knight, in the name of the legitimate Falcon family.”

Aurelia comforted Harlan, saying, "Don't always think about how much others have gained; think about what we can gain."

"Since we have already made the choice, we should be prepared to make the necessary sacrifices."

"Perhaps, you could give up half of Eagle Ridge in exchange for the other half. Would you be willing?"

"Olaya asked."

Baron Harlan let out a long sigh, walked out of his study, stood by the window, and gazed at the rolling hills in the distance.

"You're right, I shouldn't be too concerned about current gains and losses."

"But you've reminded me that it wasn't just gold coins and slaves that moved Baron Rhodes."

Baron Harlan embraced his wife.

“We can give him even more.”

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When Rhodes returned to town with the white wolf, the townspeople on the street stopped and looked back, their eyes filled with shock and curiosity.

However, after a brief discussion, everyone went back to their work.

In fact, the townspeople had gradually become accustomed to the lord's magical abilities and were no longer surprised by them.

Even a magical beast like a wyvern is following the lord, so it's not surprising that there's another giant wolf.

However, the fact that this giant wolf had no other colors on its body, with its entire body covered in silvery-white fur, made people take a second look.

The one most shocked by this scene was none other than the White Frost Prophet.

He stared at the white wolf in disbelief, his wrinkles trembling slightly, his eyes wide open.

"Holy Lord...when did you raise such a perfect giant wolf?"

The White Frost Prophet stammered as he circled the white wolf incessantly.

Rod didn't say much, but simply raised his hand slightly to signal him to calm down.

"You don't need to worry about these things."

Rhodes looked calmly at the White Frost Prophet.

"I've prepared everything you need; the rest is up to you to complete."

He stared at the White Frost Prophet, his tone becoming serious.

"Remember what you promised me."

“If you can do it, I will give you the honor you desire. The savages will remember that the Holy Lord had a wise White Frost Prophet.”

“If you can’t do that, then go back to teaching writing and stop giving me any more prophecies.”

The White Frost Prophet immediately knelt down, raised his hands high, and his face was filled with fanatical worship.

"Great Holy Lord, please rest assured!"

He shouted excitedly, his voice trembling slightly with emotion, "I will certainly not let you down! You will surely become the greatest Holy Lord!"

Wolfhoof was filled with excitement and couldn't help but kneel down to Rhodes along with the White Frost Prophet.

White Wolf couldn't help but look at Rhodes, his eyes filled with anticipation.

However, Rhodes remained unusually calm.

The White Frost Prophet's appearance is somewhat like a pie in the sky.

But Rod doesn't like to eat biscuits.

Rod wouldn't be opening champagne with him until things were done.

"I'm leaving this to you. Get ready to go."

"Yes, Great Holy Lord!"

The White Frost Prophet responded joyfully.

Rhodes left the white wolf behind and returned to the manor himself.

As soon as Rod reached the main entrance, he saw Durant walking towards him.

"Something happened?"

Rod watched Durant hurrying by.

“It’s not urgent, it’s a reply from Baron Harlan.”

Durant said with a smile, "I'd also like to see the White Wolf you mentioned before."

Rhodes took the letter and casually said, "Then you go ahead. The White Frost Prophet may be leaving tomorrow."

Durant shook his head slightly, looking at the letter in Rhodes' hand.

"Forget it, business matters."

Durant's sense of responsibility grew stronger, and Rhodes didn't say much, returning to the manor hall with the letter.

He then opened the letter, and as he read the words, a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

"Why do I feel like everyone's started making empty promises lately?"

(End of this chapter)