The victory of a religion in another world is so easy?

Ellie nodded. Olena had become somewhat timid, and all decisions were now made by Ellie.

……

The baron was completely unaware of the ambush, and he wasn't in a hurry to leave the area. When noon came, he arranged for the caravan to stop and start a fire to cook. As a proper nobleman, he couldn't neglect his enjoyment at any time.

At the Baron's command, the troops quickly stopped and began to cook. Just as they relaxed and the knights began to remove their helmets to eat, Rand ordered an attack.

Tanl put on his helmet, a wry smile playing on his lips beneath the visor. He never imagined he would one day help cultists attack legitimate human nobles.

He wasn't riding a horse, but stood with the minotaur swordsmen and shieldmen; in multi-player battles, the effectiveness of individual combat strength would be reduced.

The first wave of arrows and stones knocked down some of the knights and guards who were unable to react in time.

"Enemy attack!" The captain of the guard and knight reacted very quickly. In the first wave of attacks, he quickly arranged for his men to hide behind the carriage. Then he took a longbow, nocked an arrow, and aimed at the minotaur that was charging out.

"Damn it, how can there be monsters?" the captain of the guard cursed under his breath. The scene looked like an army from the Underdark launching a counterattack on the surface.

The longbow is very powerful and can easily pierce through a wooden shield at close range.

But to no avail. Tanl blocked the arrow aimed at Shasa with his small shield, then fixed his gaze on the captain of the royal guard.

Another wave of arrows and stones rained down. This time, because many people had taken cover, the effect was not as good as before, but there were still some unlucky ones who were hit and fell down.

Amidst the barrage of arrows and stones, the knights and guards, unable to form a proper formation, were brought to the front by the minotaur Gatan.

On the other side, Ellie lowered her staff again, complaining, "It seems we're completely unnecessary."

Lysa said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, you'll still get paid even if you don't make a move."

Ellie muttered, "Damn it, it's like I'm greedy for that little bit of money."

Lysa continued to watch the battlefield, smiling but saying nothing. She wanted to make sure she could provide support at any time to avoid losing the already small population of the stronghold.

All the proper knights were very powerful, but Tanl was even stronger. With Tanl as the vanguard, the army easily separated these soldiers who could not form a formation, and then slaughtered them all due to the Minotaur's huge individual advantage.

However, there was one exception. Everyone deliberately ignored the Baron, who was still in shock. Once the threat was completely eliminated, Rand stepped out from behind the great shield, stood in front of the Baron, and smiled, "Do you know who I am?"

Chapter 31 The Death of the Baron and Lysa's Desire (Bonus Chapter Due to Sudden Outburst)

Perhaps because of the rain a few days ago, the road was not yet completely dry. On the slightly muddy ground, the richly dressed, obese baron lay on the ground in terror, looking up at Rand who was looking down at him.

Rand stood there, his position blocking out the sunlight, casting a shadow on his face that made it difficult to see his features for a moment.

In his youth, the Baron may have been a valiant knight, but now he is nothing more than a bloated fat pig; at the very least, his ambitions do not match his strength.

Seeing that the Baron did not answer, Rand continued to ask, "Do you know who I am?"

The question itself was meaningless, but Rand asked it again because it was about to declare his rule over the land.

The baron shook his head in panic: "You, you, you can't kill me!"

"why?"

Seeing that things were going well, the baron immediately explained, "I am a baron personally appointed by the King of Lenza. If you kill me, you will be making an enemy of the entire Kingdom of Lenza!"

“But I’m not a citizen of the Kingdom of Lensa.” Rand laughed heartily. “Why are you in such a hurry, Baron? Isn’t the armistice treaty supposed to be signed tomorrow?”

“Aren’t you right?” Rand stomped on his arm and ground it hard, making him cry out in pain. “Since it’s tomorrow, isn’t it still a state of war now?”

Rand didn't want to claim justice or say he represented anyone. He wasn't just anyone; he plundered the baron only to make himself and his men live better lives.

However, let's consider this revenge for now.

"When you were forcibly collecting huge amounts of taxes, and letting the tax collectors take away the villagers' last grain, did you ever think you would end up like this?" Rand knew the answer was bound to be unsatisfactory, but he couldn't help asking anyway.

There's really nothing to condemn; from the baron's position, it seems he has the right to do whatever he wants. But Rand's emotions still don't accept it.

Therefore, a rather foolish question was asked, one that was destined to have no answer.

"I... I can compensate you. My territory has a lot of money, a lot of gold coins!" The baron ignored the pain in his arm, dragged his obese body, and then used his one mobile arm to hug Rand's leg.

At this point, his aristocratic dignity had vanished.

"I'll pay any price as long as you spare my life, just let me go!" After saying that, he threatened again, his voice trembling with fear, "If you kill me, the Kingdom of Lunsa will definitely find out. My family has many long-standing friends, and they won't let you get away with it."

Rand scoffed. "Once the war is over, the nobles of the Kingdom of Lensa will be too busy fighting amongst themselves to secure their own territories. Avenging you? Don't be ridiculous."

The image of Tanl kneeling flashed through his mind, as did the image of Taran hesitating and struggling in front of the goat, and the battle with the village of Takina. Rand wanted to ask something, but felt somewhat bored.

He wasn't some champion of justice; in fact, he was more like the leader of an evil cult. But at this moment, the revenge, though not exactly retribution, was still incredibly satisfying.

After that, all the wealth of this baronial territory would be his.

The Northern Union consisted of seven kingdoms and some grand duchies. This crescent territory belonged to the Frostmoon Kingdom, whose king chose to personally lead the army when Lenza invaded, and died in the Lenza army along with his eldest son.

Now, the second and third princes have each gathered a group of people, and neither is willing to submit to the other, preparing to fight for the throne.

Soon, after the ceasefire agreement is signed, both the Frostmoon Kingdom and the Lunsa Kingdom will fall into civil war.

If he handles this internal strife properly, he could very well gain recognition from the human kingdoms for his rule over this region.

After all, some mercenaries will gain noble status or even actual fiefdoms in important battles, and Rand intends to play a very important role in the internal strife of the Frostmoon Kingdom.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, Rand finally stepped on the Baron's head, burying his face in the muddy soil.

Then he released his leg and waved to the Baron as he struggled.

Taran trotted over and, seeing Rand's expression, looked somewhat incredulous.

After repeatedly confirming, Taran picked up a wooden splinter from the roadside, aimed it at the Baron's head, and plunged it in.

He must be dead. After ordering some people to keep watch, he sent the rest to clean up the battlefield, removing the blood, internal organs, and corpses. In the next part of the plan, Rand could not leave any flaws.

Rand didn't know how many stories were supposed to follow this baron, but as of today, his story has come to an end.

After stretching, Rand indicated that he needed a chair, at which point either Serth or Serai would always cleverly bring over a chair.

Sensing someone passing by behind him, Rand sat down with practiced ease.

Then his face froze.

The seat beneath me was definitely not a normal one; it was warm and soft.

Land was immediately terrified. Could it be that Serth had used his tentacles to make him a chair?

He quickly looked back, and Rand's heart and lungs stopped.

It wasn't Seth's tentacles, but Lysa's back.

At this moment, Lysa trembled slightly, as if she was struggling.

Upon seeing this scene, Tanl turned his head slightly and then gave a wink to Thurs and Serai, who were standing there somewhat at a loss.

Seeing that Thurs and Thalys didn't move, Tanl realized that he hadn't taken off his helmet. After opening his visor, Tanl winked at Thurs and Thalys again.

This time they finally understood, turned their backs, became wary of their surroundings, and stopped looking at Rand.

Lysa's body trembled slightly from time to time, her face was flushed, and her eyes were moist, but because she was looking down, Rand could not see it.

Rand looked at the crowd around him who all wisely turned their heads away and didn't look at him, indicating that he didn't want them to be so sensible at all.

What should he do now? He's become a pervert who makes his subordinates kneel on the ground and sit on him like chairs. He's very curious about where his bottom line is.

Now he's become a monster. Although Rand still has a hard time keeping his expression straight, at least he's not as uncomfortable anymore.

After all, the lost integrity can never be regained.

She pinched the waist of the "seat," which felt quite soft, and Lysa cooperated by softly moaning, "Please, please reward me a little longer."

Having finally found this opportunity, she didn't want Rand to suddenly stop sitting.

"I...I will become a qualified seat." Lysa bit her lip tightly, her pearly teeth pressing down on her red lips, and her eyes filled with mist.

Lysa is trying to cope, hoping she won't lose herself in such a huge shock.

If it gets lost too early, it might not be able to maintain the shape of the seat, boohoo~

Rand thought he was about to let go, but upon hearing Lysa's voice, he had no choice but to awkwardly withdraw his hand. As expected, he wasn't a pervert; he paled in comparison to a real pervert.

I don't know if Lysa is tired from supporting her body, but she is very tired now. To be precise, she is on pins and needles and is sweating profusely.

Ryza is a decent chair; although it trembles occasionally, it is generally stable.

Rand was really struggling to hold on any longer. He looked down at Lysa and met her gaze.

Her watery golden eyes, her tightly clenched lips and pearly teeth, her fair skin, and the soft moans that only Rand could hear made Rand lose control.

When their eyes met, Rand turned away shyly.

Ellie and Olena felt isolated. They had planned to come over after the battle to ask Rand about the compensation, and then they saw this scene.

They simply couldn't understand how the previously wise, reliable, and powerful elven ranger was now being treated like a chair and abused.

This is even more shocking than seeing Rand treat Taran before.

What exactly did this divine messenger hold that allowed him to bully and exploit a top-ranking ranger like this?

Ellie and Olena are now at a loss, hesitant to ask for their compensation, lest they suffer the same fate as Lysa.

Olena whispered in Ellie's ear, "It seems... I feel like Lysa would be happy about this too. Is this the legendary education?"

Chapter 32 Expansion, Negotiation, Situation

The process of receiving the crescent moon collar went very smoothly.

Due to the Baron's exorbitant taxes, Crescent Moon Territory has now been reduced from 10 villages and 1 town to 4 villages and 1 town, including Outpost No. 3.

If we also include location number one.

At this point, Crescent Moon Territory had five villages, but the population of each village had decreased to varying degrees. Compared to before the war, Crescent Moon Territory was estimated to have only one-third of its population remaining.

Since the other villages had previously received funding from the hideout, there was little resistance during the takeover process. After negotiations, most of the supplies that the baron had forcibly requisitioned were returned.

The remaining villages agreed to Rand's conscription and expressed their willingness to pay taxes to the hideout after the autumn harvest.

Although Rand did not claim to be so, all the people of Crescent Lands had already effectively recognized Rand as the lord of this land.

Of course, it could also be because these ignorant villagers do not understand what legal principles or claims are.

Just like when the Kingdom of Lenza attacked, the lord of the baronies changed, and the villagers at the bottom could do nothing and could not understand the meaning of it at all.

All they can see is the amount of tax revenue.

However, Rand can be considered to have stepped onto the chessboard at the moment, but it is unknown whether he will have the opportunity to become a chess player.