Who taught him to restore his country like this?

"You will only have a chance to protect yourselves if you seize several important towns in the name of the Duke's eldest son before he begins his purge."

"I've roughly looked at your current numbers. If we take you by surprise, we can quickly take White Bear Town and the surrounding towns."

Ron methodically analyzed the situation in Thorn Territory.

After listening, Reggie felt that Ron's analysis was very insightful.

But... what if the Duke's eldest son is alright? How will they handle this situation?

"Don't hesitate, or you will be defeated."

“You have no other choice but to take the initiative and fight back. Only if your fists are big enough can you save your commander’s life and protect the Duke’s eldest son.”

"Don't worry, with my guidance, taking over a few towns will be more than enough."

Ron said confidently.

And there he is again, with that confident expression.

Reggie couldn't help but recall what Ron had done in Graymist Territory, things that were both frightening and somewhat anticipated.

After a moment of silence, she seemed to have made a decision, and turned to leave the office.

A moment later, the sound of drums rang out outside.

Ron walked to the window and watched quietly.

According to the original storyline of the game, the farce in Thornholde should have ended by this time.

But now, with Byron's arrival, the plot seems to have taken a different turn.

Ron sensed an opportunity to restore his kingdom.

His trip to the Lionheart Kingdom was completely unintentional; his original plan was to go to the Titan Kingdom to fight the dragon and rescue the princess.

But now that we're already here, it's the same as rebuilding a country here.

Chapter 87: The Call to Action (Please continue reading)

Grey Wolf Valley.

After Reggie sounded the rallying drums, the mercenaries in the stronghold arrived at the training ground one after another.

"Sister Reggie, is the troupe leader back?"

Renee rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked up to Reggie, asking him a question.

She looked around and saw that apart from Reggie, she didn't see the team leader or any of the captains in the training field.

“They haven’t come back yet,” Reggie replied.

"The commander hasn't returned, so why is the drumming?" Renee asked, puzzled.

"I had someone knock on it, is that so strange?"

“That’s strange,” Renee nodded seriously.

Reggie reached out and tapped her on the head.

Renee let out a soft sob, clutching her head as she said, "So many strange things happened today. I think I even smelled His Majesty Ron's scent this morning."

"Silly girl, that's just your imagination because you miss him so much." Reggie rubbed Renee's head.

“Is it just my imagination…” Reggie sniffed, still able to detect a faint scent of His Majesty Ron.

She looked around, but didn't see anyone.

It seems that was just an illusion.

Ron, who was lurking not far away, overheard the two talking and began to think about how to change his scent as well.

Otherwise, some dogs really do have a keen sense of smell.

"Miss Reggie, has the commander returned?"

Every mercenary who comes to the training ground will step forward and ask a question.

Then, after receiving a negative reply from Reggie, they went down to line up in disappointment.

Before long, the mercenaries of the Skywalker Mercenary Group assembled in the training ground.

Due to the recent tense situation, and the instructions given by the guild leader before leaving, the guild has not taken on many long-range missions in the past few days, and most of the members have been stationed in Grey Wolf Valley.

There are currently over 600 people gathered at the training ground.

At this moment, they all looked ahead at the acting leader, Reggie, who was standing on a one-meter-high round platform.

The situation in Thorn Territory has been tense lately, and Reggie's urgent summons of them must mean that some news has come from Silver City.

The news had all been sent back, but none of the regimental commander and several captains had returned, which indicated that it was not good news.

The wind swept across the training field, stirring up sand and gravel. In the breathless silence of everyone, Reggie spoke.

"This morning, I received a secret order from the commander—the Duke's eldest son is trapped, Silver City is about to fall, and the commander has ordered us to immediately launch an attack to rescue him!"

Ron instructed her to deliver the message in the form of a secret order from the Duke's eldest son.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to convince these people to make a decision based on mere guesswork.

Once the news that the eldest son of the Duke was losing the battle against the second son of the Duke was confirmed, these people would have no choice but to take action to protect themselves.

Reggie's words caused an uproar on the training field, and everyone became worried.

"The commander doesn't want us to go directly to Silver City to rescue them, but rather to call upon the other loyalists of the Duke's eldest son in the Thorn Territory to come to their aid," Reggie continued.

After hearing this, everyone's expressions softened slightly.

Because Byron had taken all the fifth-tier experts of the Heavenly Disciple Mercenary Group to Silver City, only some fourth-tier and below mercenaries remained. Their strength was no match for the Silver City army.

"How should we rally them?" a mercenary asked.

Reggie did not answer, but moved two steps to the left and then one step back.

As everyone was wondering what was going on, an old man suddenly appeared where Reggie had just been.

He was wearing a black suit, his gray hair swept back, revealing a hideous scar on his forehead.

"Greetings, everyone. My name is Thomson. I have been entrusted by the eldest son of the Duke to come and assist you."

Ron introduced himself calmly.

Everyone was taken aback, then looked at them with puzzled expressions.

Thomson... Does Thornholdt even have such a person?

Ignoring the mercenaries' questions below, Ron began to explain the operation: "The news is currently being blocked by the Duke's second son, and many people are unaware of the situation in Silver City. If you want to recruit more people, you must take strong measures."

"First, what you need to do is to take control of the towns near Grey Wolf Valley in the name of the Duke's eldest son. This way, you can not only protect yourselves, but also force the Duke's eldest son to come forward."

“If the eldest son of the Duke cannot step forward, it will arouse more suspicion, and naturally more of the eldest son of the Duke’s supporters will join your team to help you out.”

Ron's planned actions were well-founded and justified.

A brief silence fell over the training field.

They are assessing whether the risks and rewards of doing so are proportional.

Ultimately, no one raised any objections.

Occupying nearby towns wouldn't be difficult, and if it could relieve the Duke's eldest son's predicament, it would definitely be worthwhile.

Even if they fail, they can withdraw from Thorn Territory.

Since they wouldn't be able to stay in Thorn Territory anyway after the Duke's second son took power, they might as well take a gamble.

"Very good, you are all true warriors."

Ron's lips curled into a smile.

These people should be enough to throw Thorn Territory into chaos.

……

White Bear Town is located in the eastern part of Thorn Territory. As the only medium-sized town in the area, it naturally became the primary target of the Skywalker Mercenary Group.

Ron didn't need to exert any effort to conquer a town with only a few hundred guards and no suspicion of the Skywalker Mercenary Group.

The Skywalker Mercenary Group easily completed their inside-outside operation and took control of White Bear Town's defenses.

At this moment, in the Public Security Bureau.

Sheriff Saul stared at the transfer order before him and fell silent.

“I can leave, but haven’t Young Master Leo and Young Master Ian already made peace? Why are the guards from White Bear Town being transferred?” Thor asked, puzzled.

"The Blue Feather Kingdom has invaded our borders. Young Master Leo has received a summons from the King to recruit guards from various towns. Do you have any questions about Young Master Leo's decision?" the lean man sitting opposite him asked coldly.

He is the new sheriff sent by the lord's manor to take over White Bear Town.

"Don't dare."

Thor lowered his head.

"But the town's guards are severely stretched thin. After the last transfer, the newly recruited guards can barely hold their swords properly. Sending them to the capital rashly might be..."

"Enough!" The lean man slammed his hand on the table.

“I’m not here to bargain with you. Tomorrow, you will take three hundred guards and twenty days’ worth of military rations to Silver City. I will re-enlist the guards of White Bear Town, so you don’t need to worry about them.”

The lean man issued his ultimatum and then stormed off.

Thor was left staring silently at the lord's decree on the table, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

He had a suspicion about this abrupt conscription order, but no evidence.

Finally, he sighed helplessly.

Just as he stood up, ready to make arrangements according to the transfer order, he saw the lean man retreat back into the room.

Thor frowned, instinctively thinking that the other party was going to cause trouble again.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

The lean man who returned to the room had lost his earlier arrogance and looked very flustered.

The next second, a group of people rushed in wielding sharp knives.