After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The convoy entered the mansion, a vast estate bestowed upon the founding king. Needless to say, the only neighbors were three other dukes.

However, compared to the prosperity and liveliness of other ducal residences, the residences in the Northern Territory appeared unusually quiet and monotonous.

This was only a place Luna lived in for a period of time when she was studying; otherwise, apart from seven or eight maids who cleaned the house, there wasn't even a master inside.

Of course, it's impossible to expect a few maids to take good care of three hundred soldiers.

Luna was also in a bit of a dilemma, and said to the other two counts, "How about we go to another nobleman's house and freeload a meal?"

Pete grunted in response. "You two figure this out yourselves. I need to get back to work."

After saying that, he swayed his hips, found a guest room, dragged his luggage inside, and slammed the door shut. It was obvious he was going to dress up and visit a nobleman he knew.

"Let the male soldiers go and buy supplies and daily necessities, and let the female soldiers prepare to cook," the old count quickly offered a reliable solution.

He knew all too well that the Charles family was capable of bringing three hundred men to freeload!

The young lady truly lives up to her reputation as the Duke's son...

A person's state of mind really influences their view of the world.

Luna used to live in this house, where she would hold her breath deeply because of loneliness. She would often have wild thoughts and be afraid, but she had to pretend to be strong and dare not let anyone see her inner weakness.

Especially after her parents died in battle, she longed for her hometown and was afraid that her brother would reject her.

Now, Luna, who is sharing a meal with three hundred elite soldiers and fighting over the beef, says: Forget about loneliness and weakness!

"The people in the royal city are so extravagant; they can even slaughter cows to eat now," Luna muttered, picking her teeth in a rather unladylike manner after letting out a burp.

Old Earl: What beef? I didn't see a single speck of meat.

The maid beside her explained, "These are cattle from the Southern Territory. Recently, for some unknown reason, they have been dying in large numbers. Otherwise, the royal city would not allow the sale of beef."

The old count felt a surge of relief. He put down his chopsticks. "Could it be diseased beef?"

The maid continued to explain, "It shouldn't be that. The court magicians examined them and found no disease. It's just that so many cows died for no reason."

"Besides, everyone has been eating it for a while now, and we haven't heard of any problems."

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Inside the magnificent palace, the young King Frank, dressed in a red robe and wearing a crown studded with jewels, rested his head on his hand, listening casually to the intelligence gathered for him by his servants.

Most of them were trivial matters.

Which earl went out for another affair, who embarrassed themselves in a social setting, who raised a bear cub, and so on.

"What is my fiancée doing today?" Frank, who was getting increasingly bored, looked up slightly and asked.

"Miss Barbara is hosting a banquet today to welcome Duke Dale of the Eastern Territory, who has come from afar. They... are friends," the servant replied, barely daring to breathe.

As expected, Frank sneered.

Ha, my friend. I, as a king, don't have that many friends, but she has seven or eight out of ten powerful people as her friends.

However, the thought that he was marrying Barbara for her social status and the connections she had made brought Frank back to his usual demeanor.

"Your Majesty, Miss Luna and her entourage from the Northern Territory have arrived in the royal city today."

"Yeah?"

Frank sat up straight immediately. If there was one territory in the kingdom that the new king cared about most, it would only be the Northern Territory.

At the beginning of his reign, what he feared most was hearing news of the demons breaking through the northern territory's defenses. Unfortunately, his father and the old duke of the northern territory had died in a great battle against the demons.

In that war, humanity suffered a crushing defeat, so it was not unimaginable that the Northern Territory, having lost its elite forces, was breached in one fell swoop.

Fortunately, what followed was extremely encouraging good news from the Northern Territory.

The newly appointed Duke Oswald personally led a large army to Starfall City, where they fought fiercely for a day and a night, repelling the demon army's attack.

Moreover, the battle report also detailed Oswald's impressive feat of beheading more than thirty demons.

With such a valiant duke in charge of the north, Frank gradually stopped worrying about the demons and instead began to think of ways to win over this young duke who shared his plight.

Your father and my father died on the same day, month, and year. It's not too much for you to become sworn brothers with me, is it?

Unfortunately, not only was Oswald busy, but Frank was also busy consolidating power.

When Frank heard that Oswald had placed Annie's family under house arrest, he was not surprised at all. Instead, he expressed his understanding of Oswald and even wanted to replicate the operation to properly intimidate those arrogant nobles.

"Get ready, I'm going out of the palace to see Miss Luna." Frank stood up and immediately gave the order.

He realized that he needed to have his own confidants and his own friends!

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Halfway through the king's procession, a servant rushed in to report the situation. Frank, sitting in the carriage, listened intently, his expression gradually becoming strange.

He then ordered, "Turn around and head to the Central Academy."

When the king arrived at the Central Academy, it was already in complete chaos. Amidst the wails of agony coming from not far away, there was also a string of laughter as loud as the bells of a copper bell.

Frank walked to the playground without saying a word. As far as the eye could see, there were Central University students lying on the ground, and in the center of the playground was a group of soldiers in uniform.

On the surface, it appeared that the students surrounded the soldiers, but in reality, it was the soldiers who, with perfect coordination and a central, radiating pattern, systematically defeated the students, one after another.

Both sides were fighting hand-to-hand. Logically speaking, these prodigies should have been able to quickly eliminate the soldiers, given their superior strength, advantageous terrain, and numerical advantage.

But the soldiers taught the students a lesson in reality: I'm not good at fighting alone, but I'm the strongest when we're in battle formation.

The moment the soldiers charged out, they immediately split into six-man groups, integrating offense and defense. No matter how strong your individual combat ability was, you would be entangled by these groups, as if you were being bitten hard by six sharp teeth.

Without their top combat power, the students quickly became a leaderless rout, allowing the impenetrable battle formation to crush them row by row.

With the sound of a whistle, the battle ended, and the soldiers quickly retreated and lined up, revealing Luna with a bright smile.

Luna ripped off her ponytail tie, tossed her bangs aside, and smugly mocked, "I told you the academy wasn't for me, but you wouldn't believe me."

The soldiers, without batting an eye, retorted, "What do you mean we're bullying students? I don't know anything about it. The young lady told me to come and fight, so I came."

One by one, the students, their faces bruised and swollen, were carried off the field. As they passed the white-haired principal, the principal turned pale with anger.

They're all his good students. They always look down on ordinary soldiers, saying that defeating the demons can only be done by you. And this is all you've got?

These are cavalrymen who have dismounted! If they were fighting on horseback, you would be routed in a single encounter!

The old count, standing to the side, quickly comforted him: "Headmaster, calm down. It's just a friendly match, it doesn't really count. Besides, the young lady's personal guards are the elite of the elite, and they are skilled in team combat. The students don't have this kind of experience, so it's inevitable that they will lose."

Hearing this, the principal's expression softened considerably. Indeed, the school had only taught students that leaders should work together, and had never had them personally participate in the process.

However, he still said coldly, "They deserve to be taught a lesson, to see what the kingdom's most skilled soldiers are really like!"

The old count continued to offer a way out, feigning emotion as he said, "The personal guards the Duke selected for the young lady are all elites from various armies. The selection criteria are: able to shoot arrows with both hands while on horseback, hit the target seven or eight times out of ten, run five hundred meters while wearing heavy armor, and be able to raid six hundred li with light cavalry."

"They are indeed the best of the best, but they are still soldiers after all. Compared with the well-rounded students that you, Principal, have cultivated, there is still an insurmountable gap between them."

The headmaster listened with increasing delight, stroking his beard and laughing heartily. Then, turning his head, he caught sight of His Majesty the King watching the play.

"Your Majesty." The principal hurried over and bowed.

"Hmm, this kind of competition is very good. We can hold more of these in the future." The king stared blankly at the playground and commented without turning his head.

Before the headmaster could reply, the old count interrupted, "Your Majesty, you mustn't. These are Miss Luna's personal guards, disciplined and well-trained, which is why they have been able to maintain their composure. If it were ordinary troops, they might have resorted to killing in the heat of the moment."

"Oh, who are you?" Frank finally came to his senses and stared at the old count, looking him up and down.

"I am a count in the Northern Territory, named Mofi," the old count replied respectfully, bowing.

"Now that you're here, where is Miss Luna?"

The old count was taken aback, then pointed to Luna, who was standing in front of the soldiers with her hands on her hips and looking smug, and said, "Your Majesty, that is Miss Luna."

Frank remained silent. So, the one who led the brawl and had the most fun was Luna Charles... And wasn't it said that the Duke's family all had black hair and black eyes? How come there's a sister with light blue hair?

Ultimately, Frank did meet with the Charles family.

As she approached, Luna bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty the King."

Frank smiled gently and asked with some curiosity, "I don't know Miss Luna. How does Miss Luna know me?"

"Because the people of the kingdom all recognize His Majesty." Luna said seriously, but the real reason was that the old count had secretly given her a wink.

"Hahaha." Frank was quite pleased with the flattery, so he waved for the servants to leave and said to the principal, "I've heard that the Central Academy's back garden is very beautiful. Could you please arrange something for me?"

The principal dared not refuse and nodded quickly, "Yes, I'll arrange it right away."