From a hired knight to a master of Game of Thrones

Chapter 80 Arrival at the Fiefdom [Requesting monthly votes and to continue reading!]

A mountain peak covered with light snow peeked out from the gray-blue morning mist, looking like a group of thin beasts lying on the frozen wasteland.

The wind kept blowing, carrying frost particles, sweeping across the tangled grass.

Upon seeing the distant silhouette of the mountains ahead and some low, haphazardly arranged wooden huts nearby, Zachary immediately turned his horse back to the group and hurriedly shouted, "Sir, we should have arrived by now."

"Zakari, go to the village and explain the situation." Don Quixote, having also seen the scenery ahead and understanding what was happening, instructed Zachary, but then suddenly added, "Never mind, someone's coming!"

Not long after.

A figure dressed as a knight, riding a tall horse, approached Don Quixote and his party.

The man called out excitedly from afar, "Sir, you've arrived!"

"Sir, it's Phoenix."

Upon hearing the familiar voice and seeing the familiar figure, Zachary instantly recognized the person.

It was Phoenix Jensen, one of the strongest members of the Bloodhand Mercenary Group and who had received relatively formal knightly training.

Phoenix's father was once a knight with property.

However, because Phoenix's father had long failed to fulfill his vassal obligations, his fiefdom had been taken back by his lord.

Left with no other choice, Phoenix eventually became a wandering hired knight.

Also, because Phoenix received a lot of aristocratic education from a young age, in addition to relatively formal knightly training, he also had some cultural knowledge.

Therefore, he was chosen by Don Quixote to be Adele's attendant.

On the one hand, it protects Adele's safety.

On the other hand, Phoenix is ​​the most educated and has some firsthand experience among the nineteen members of the Blood Hand Mercenary Group, making him more capable than the others.

A moment later, Phoenix arrived at Don Quixote's side and respectfully said, "My lord!"

Don Quixote asked with a smile, "Phoenix, how was your trip?"

"My lord, everything went smoothly." Phoenix nodded and immediately replied, "The Earl's scribes were very diligent and handled almost everything well."

"During this time, we mainly focus on getting to know the people here and building a temporary residence for you, sir."

At this point, Phoenix smiled wryly and said, "Sir, everything here is very simple. Many things are missing, only some natural wood and stones."

"We simply built a few rough huts to keep out the wind and rain."

"As long as it provides shelter from the wind and rain, that's fine," Don Quixote said, unconcerned with such details, and continued to inquire, "Are the Count's scribes and guards still in the territory?"

Phoenix shook his head and explained, "After they've taken care of things, they plan to wait for the adults to come."

"But there's not much food here, so they probably didn't want to stay any longer and left after one day."

"Don't worry, these days are only temporary." Hearing this, Don Quixote looked at the worried expressions of the people around him and slowly smiled, "I can't guarantee anything else for the time being, but I've already taken care of food and drink."

"Before coming here, I made an appointment with some businessmen I knew, and they would be here to do business soon."

Wool, ironware, wood, honey, blood melons —

"Anything you can buy in White Harbor, you can buy here."

"There might even be several truckloads of food and dark beer being delivered right behind us."

"The food and drink we brought this time are enough to last until my merchant friends send us fine wine and food."

"I won't let anyone work on an empty stomach!"

Hearing these words, the group felt much more at ease.

Zachary laughed and said, "My lord, as long as you allow me to hunt."

"There are mountains and rivers around here, so there must be plenty of wild animals and fish. I'm very familiar with hunting and fishing."

"I will hunt abundant prey for you every day!"

Don Quixote laughed and said, "Zakari, then I'll have to wait for you to send me enough prey."

"Then the cook will prepare delicious dishes from your catch, and we'll all have a good meal!"

"Yes, sir!" Zachary replied, both excited and expectant.

Zachary, who used to be a hunter, has always harbored a dream that he dares not tell anyone.

That means you can hunt freely in any environment you can see, in forests, hills, plains, and rivers, without any scruples.

But as a hunter, as a commoner.

He could only hunt certain species of small wild animals in those harsh, cold areas, those remote areas that noblemen looked down upon, and those desolate areas where there were hardly any prey.

The dense forests teeming with wild animals are not a place for him to hunt, and he dares not hunt large or rare wild animals if he encounters them.

Because he was just a commoner, his hunting rights were negligible.

Now, he has not only become a knight he never dared to dream of before, but he may also hunt to his heart's content in those dense, beast-filled forests, once or even many times.

That's incredible.

All of this stemmed from the day that Zachary suddenly took a bold step and participated in the Bloodhand Mercenary Group's recruitment of new members.

Zakari looked up at Don Quixote's retreating figure with utmost respect, his mind racing: "Lord Don Quixote! I will protect everything you have with my life! Anyone who offends you will be my mortal enemy!"

Led by Phoenix, Don Quixote and his companions passed through a desolate land covered in frozen summer snow, and over many bare rocky areas.

Before long, we passed through the thick morning fog and arrived at a small village.

In the village, there are a dozen or so houses with thatched roofs and rough log construction.

The thatched roof drooped low under the weight of the summer snow.

Several houses were surrounded by irregular wooden fences, which were covered with fine icicles.

A few wisps of smoke drifted from the sky.

Some early-rising villagers stood in various places, wrapped in thick, rough fur, watching Don Quixote and his party pass by with different expressions.

Some people bowed their heads and lowered their eyes, some looked obedient, some looked fearful, and some looked anxious.

Some people showed a timid, faint expression of expectation.

Don Quixote greeted each of his subjects with a smile.

Seeing this, some villagers who were initially filled with fear and anxiety breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The important figures in front of them at least smiled at them, so they shouldn't be cold-hearted people.

Not long after.

Don Quixote and his party reined in their horses in front of a newly built stone house.

There, Adele awaited Don Quixote's arrival with a happy smile.

Just then, another member of the Bloodhand Mercenary Group, Declan, who had also arrived earlier, hurriedly walked out of a newly built wooden house not far from the stone house.

He reached Don Quixote and hurriedly bowed, saying, "My lord!"