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It took Ron and his men an entire afternoon to harvest all the cordyceps from the Elf Manor.

The giant radish elf squatted on a treetop in the distance, clutching its swollen, red bottom, glaring angrily at Ron, muttering something under its breath.

Finally, Ron grabbed him and took him into the small garden.

To prevent her from being lonely.

All her underlings were also packed up and went to keep her company.

After finishing these most important tasks, Ron slowly turned and headed towards the Duke's mansion.

In the main hall of the Duke's mansion, Duke Theodore was forced to kneel on the ground.

Half of his face was swollen, there were dried scabs at the corners of his mouth, and his hair was a messy clump of weeds.

The three lions were chained to the open space outside the hall and could not move.

Ron sat in the main seat, legs crossed, toying with a third-tier crystal core he had picked up from the treasure vault.

Margaret sat beside him, arms crossed, waiting to see how the wicked man would bully others.

Ron tossed him a ransom agreement, outlining the ransom he had to pay.

Theodore was so angry after reading it that his lips trembled.

"Duke Theodore, what's your decision?" Ron asked, his voice echoing in the empty hall.

Theodore looked up, his face filled with disbelief: "Grand Duke Ron...you...you want me to break the contracts with all the elven insects?"

That's impossible! That's the wealth accumulated by my family over generations...

And then there are the amethyst mulberries, which are the very foundation of our family's existence; we would never give them to you.

"Impossible?" Ron laughed, stood up, and walked to the entrance of the hall.

Outside the door, the Frost Giant stood in the open space holding a large cleaver, with three lions beside him.

Ron shouted to Han Yue, "Cut off those two heads."

Han Yue raised his broadsword, aiming it at the lion's two heads.

"No—!" Theodore screamed, his voice cracking.

The knife fell.

Head severed.

Two lion heads, each the size of a millstone, rolled to the ground, gushing blood that splattered all over Han Yue.

The three-headed lion's already severely injured body was now even worse off, and its breath was barely perceptible.

Theodore collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, his eyes wide open, his lips quivering as he couldn't speak.

His face was as white as paper due to the backlash from the contract, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead and nose.

"Is it possible now?" Ron turned around and looked down at him.

"If that's still not possible, I won't leave you the remaining lion's head either."

I must say, I quite like this dish.

Theodore swallowed hard, replying in humiliation:

"Yes...yes...I'll sign!"

"Not bad, not bad!" Ron said with satisfaction, tossing a ransom agreement in front of him.

There's an old saying in my hometown: "Those who understand the times are the heroes."

"I think you're a true genius, Duke Theodore!"

Theodore, his hands trembling, picked up the pen and signed his name. The handwriting was crooked and messy, worse than a dog's scribbles.

Next, all the contracts with the spirit insects were dissolved.

After Ron finished inspecting the agreement, he put it away with satisfaction.

He waved his hand and said sternly, "Hart, what's wrong with you? Quickly change Duke Theodore's seat. Lay silk in my cell and arrange two warm beds for me."

"Do I need to explain such a small matter? I think you don't want to work here anymore!"

Hart paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, yes, Your Highness, I was so careless! Change it right away, change it right away."

Ron remained in Lion City for the next two days.

He couldn't very well eat his fill while his men went hungry, so he gave the order.

Knights, no swords to be sheathed for two days!

The nobles and small merchant guilds within the city may loot at will. The large merchant guilds are forbidden from being touched.

The major chambers of commerce all have powerful backers; there's no need to cause trouble.

Ron didn't want to see his Silver Duchy boycotted by various caravans in the future.

After Ron gave the order, the Silver Dragon Knights pounced on their prey like hungry wolves over the next two days, heading straight for the noble district of Lion City.

They toiled away in the mechanical world, and now it's finally time for them to enjoy themselves.

"Following the Grand Duke, I eat nine meals a day. I can never repay the Grand Duke's kindness!"

"Onion Orange! Onion Orange!"

The sounds of collisions and cries echoed throughout Lion City, continuing even in the dead of night.

Those nobles who were usually so arrogant were now dragged out of their mansions like stray dogs, and all their gold, silver, jewels, and magical artifacts were looted.

Two days later, Lion City was in a terrible state.

Theodore was locked in the castle's dungeon. For the past two days, he had been listening to the sounds outside through the iron bars, his heart aching, yet he couldn't even cry.

News of Lion City's fall had already spread like wildfire throughout the entire Kingdom of Graytin.

But in the past few days, not a single person has come to offer assistance or even to check on the situation.

They had already found out why they had provoked Ron.

Although they were from the same kingdom, everyone felt that Duke Theodore had been blind and had bitten off more than he could chew.

The other Tier 3 commander remaining in the capital of the Gray Tin Kingdom also did not move.

He didn't think he could beat Ron and his gang. Going there would only result in him getting beaten up, and nothing would change.

Let Duke Theodore bear the consequences of his actions.

Moreover, he felt that even if the kingdom's main force returned later, they would not start a full-scale war with Ron over this.

On the morning of the third day, Ron led his team away from Lion City.

Theodore knelt at the city gate to "see them off." Behind him stood several remaining nobles, their faces covered in dust and dirt, looking like refugees who had just been robbed by bandits.

"Your Grace, until we meet again." Ron, riding on Margaret's back, looked down at Theodore.

Theodore lowered his head, not daring to speak. His eyes were filled with hatred, but Ron didn't care. What trouble could a defeated opponent possibly cause?

Ron rode Margaret slowly through the air.

After flying hundreds of miles, Ron suddenly patted Margaret on the neck:

"Stop! Turn around!"

"Where are we going?" Margaret asked.

Ron pulled a parchment map from his pocket.

"Bucks lead!!"

"Go and bring back a gift for your sister Liulichuan."

Ron narrowed his eyes. Marquis of the Stag, the mastermind behind the hunt for the Liulichuan family, a high-ranking nobleman of the Gray Tin Kingdom.

Upon hearing this, Margaret flapped her wings, turned around, and flew south.

Bucksburg.

There weren't even any Tier 3 cities here, and it fell even faster than Lion City.

Furthermore, Ron disregarded casualties and ordered Margaret to launch a wide-range attack.

The entire population of Bucks Castle suffered heavy casualties in this attack.

The Marquess of the Bucks was also captured alive.

"Mike Bucks?" Ron asked.

The Marquis of the Bucks remained calm:

"You are... the Grand Duke of the Silver?"

"That's right, but you should pay more attention to my other identity. I am Liulichuan's husband." Ron said, emphasizing each word.

"But you don't seem surprised."

Marquis of the Bucks smiled bitterly; of course he remembered the eldest daughter of the Moonlight Rose family who had escaped.

I never expected that she would be able to hook up with a dragon knight.

Immediately after Ron founded the country, all of his information was placed in the hands of various nobles.

This naturally includes Ron's women.

When the Marquis of the Bucks found out, he guessed that this day would come sooner or later.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

However, he had already moved the core of his family long ago.

After learning that Ron had attacked Lion City, he also sent away the remaining family members.

Only the members who were originally responsible for hunting down the Moonlight Rose family remained.

The Marquis of the Bucks, with a calm expression, pleaded with Ron:

"Your Excellency, the Silver Duke, the Bucks family is willing to offer half of the family's wealth and the lives of all members who participated in the hunt to ask for your forgiveness."

Please forgive the rest of my family members; they will never appear before you again.

The marquis finally knelt on the ground, his hands touching the earth.

Ron found it boring.

Let's leave it to Liulichuan to handle!