Western Fantasy Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Connors sighed and said, "Tell me about the situation first."

Sofia nodded slightly and then began to speak.

Her account was essentially identical to the information provided by the intelligence, but she added many details.

After finishing her daily prayers, Sophia returned to her room to rest. When she woke up, she found herself in a cage used for transporting slaves. Her strength, which was at the level of a [Grand Mage], had been sealed, and she could only use some low-level magic.

After hearing her words, Connors' mind flashed with information about the magician system.

The magician system is exclusive to religion and is firmly controlled by religion. For some unknown reason, almost no outsiders can enter this system except for religious figures.

This phenomenon is not unique to the Kingdom of Steel Dragons; it occurs in almost every country.

Connors walked to the tea cabinet and skillfully picked up a pinch of red star leaves, brewing a cup.

As hot water rinsed the red star leaves, a fresh and mellow aroma filled the room.

He raised his teacup, gesturing, "Would you like some?"

Sophia was anxious, but she tried her best to keep her tone calm: "No need, Baron Jon. I wonder what you think of what I told you, and if you could help me get out of this mess."

"Of course, I won't let you waste your time. When I return to the capital, I will send someone with a reward that will satisfy you."

Connors neither confirmed nor denied her words. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Who do you think attacked you?"

Sofia lowered her head and pondered for a moment:

"Including me, the Holy See has three Holy Maidens. We are all candidates for the next Pope, and the remaining two Holy Maidens have an incentive to make a move."

Connors then asked, "Are the other two saintesses also at the [Grand Mage] level?"

Sophia didn't understand why he was asking this, but since she needed his help, she honestly replied, "That's right."

Connors asked again, "What level is a Grand Mage approximately?"

Sophia thought for a moment and said, "It's similar to the Earth Knights, but the Holy Maiden of the Holy Court can easily crush ordinary Earth Knights."

Connors retorted irritably, "So, what if I save you and then face retaliation from the other saintesses?"

"Me, a lowly baron, fighting against a saintess of the Natural Holy Court? Am I tired of living?"

Sofia was speechless.

This was something she hadn't expected, nor had she imagined that Baron Jon, whose reputation wasn't exactly good, would think of something like this.

"Besides, you can use magic, can't you? Just break the cage yourself and escape," Connors said, pointing at her.

Sophia said with some helplessness, "This plant puppet has no destructive power. It can only transmit messages. Any ordinary person with a little strength could destroy it."

Upon hearing her words, Connors recalled his fiancée's self-destruction a month ago, which had literally ripped the roof off the study.

Afterwards, he consulted Julian, who said it was magic from the Sun God Cult within the Southern Sun Empire, but he didn't know why it appeared there.

Sofia, unwilling to give up, continued to plead, "I am still the king's daughter. If you are willing to help me..."

Connors scoffed and interrupted, "Every nobleman knows that you've been stripped of your royal status for joining the Church of Nature."

"I..." Sofia's voice was bitter.

She wanted to say something more and make some more effort, but her body suddenly collapsed and disintegrated into a pile of scattered vines.

"Huh?" Connors stared blankly at the scene, not knowing what had happened.

After Sophia's body collapsed, he squatted down and studied the vines for a while. He picked up a vine, examined it for a moment, and muttered, "Seems like nothing serious..."

After an unknown amount of time, the clock struck midnight.

Immediately, a familiar fluorescent blue panel popped up in front of him:

[Daily intelligence updates in progress.....]

[Daily intelligence update complete]

[Intelligence 1: Luca from the slave caravan plans to kill you to silence you]

[Second intelligence report: The unicorn calf brought back by Julian has a poor appetite, which may be due to the fear and anxiety caused by witnessing the killing.]

[Intelligence 3: Luca is an elite-level guard within the slave trade guild, possessing strength comparable to a guardian knight]

[Intelligence 4: Among the slaves in the slave caravan, one was once a very skilled architect]

Connors narrowed his eyes as he looked at the updated intelligence.

A chill emanated from his body.

......

Meanwhile, time returns to the point where the puppet collapsed.

Caravan.

"Ah..." Sofia was yanked out of the cage by Luca and slammed to the ground, letting out a scream.

The magical radiance emanating from his body vanished abruptly.

The mage's physique was not as strong as the knight's, and besides, she was now wearing the same slave linen clothes as Vanessa had worn before, her fair thighs were directly scraped by the gravel on the ground.

Luca stared at her expressionlessly: "So it really is your magic. What did you do?"

He was still asleep when he suddenly sensed a faint magical fluctuation nearby.

The place was some distance from the castle, so he judged that the commotion must have come from within the caravan. Considering the presence of a certain special person within the caravan, the answer was self-evident.

Feeling the stinging pain in her thigh from the fall, Sophia gritted her teeth and forced a smile: "I've already left a message for Baron Jon. Just wait for the Holy See's kill order!"

Luca's gaze turned cold, and he slapped Luca across the face.

"Snapped!"

"You bitch!" he cursed angrily. "You've caused me trouble. You better behave yourself from now on, or I won't mind letting you experience the taste of a man."

Luca didn't hold back on his slap, and blood trickled from the corner of Sofia's mouth.

She covered her swollen and red face, biting her lip, trying hard not to let the tears that were gradually accumulating in her eyes fall.

Compared to the physical harm, the pain to one's self-esteem is even greater.

As a princess who grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth, when had she ever been treated like this?

However, Luca didn't care about her feelings. He roughly shoved her back into the cage and turned to walk towards the castle.

Sofia wiped her face with the back of her hand, drying the tears in her eyes, and then clasped her hands together in prayer.

May the God of Nature bless us...

All she could hope for now was that the person who passed the note to him hadn't underestimated the strength of either side.

......

Castle, balcony.

Suddenly, a hand gripped the edge of the balcony, and Luca leaped over the stone railing and landed lightly on the balcony floor.

He looked into the bedroom through the glass door of the balcony.

The bedroom was dark and quiet at the moment.

Luca tiptoed to the door and eavesdropped.

A long, drawn-out breathing sound came from behind.

"Looks like he's asleep, which makes it easier for me to make my move. You can also leave without any pain." Luca's eyes flashed with a cold light.

He drew the curved knife from his waist, inserted it along the crack in the door, and gently and slowly lifted it upwards.

With a "click," the lock on the balcony door was picked open.

Luca gently pushed open the door, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.