Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 952: I Believe in Iron Spears

Alan arrived at White Castle and was received by his old acquaintance, Butler Mace. The butler had served Orban, Gills, and now Jorah. If nothing unexpected happened, he would take care of Arte in the future. Since one person had served the four masters, the butler's position in White Castle was naturally unparalleled. Now that Ruola's wedding was about to arrive, there was an endless stream of guests coming to White Castle. Mace could not be busy by himself, and all the work of receiving them was done by someone else.

However, Allen's visit meant that this viscount's status was not trivial, so Mace naturally didn't dare to neglect him in the slightest. When they left the castle to welcome them, they had someone quickly tidy up a spacious and bright dwelling to arrange for Alan and the others to stay.

Seeing Alan get out of the carriage, Mace felt an indescribable sensation. He remembered that when Alan first came to White Castle, he had to be recommended by Roger, and he had even received a small benefit. Right now, the Border Baron had become the co-owner of several territories besides Ark Harbor. All of this had happened in just two short years, and it was lamentable to think about it.

"Lord Alan, it's been a hard journey." Mace restrained his mind and smiled.

Ellen had never put on airs, not to mention Mace, an old acquaintance, who waved his hand, "It's not hard, it's just a little boring. Housekeeper Mace must be busy lately, right?"

"Yes, yes."

"Almost ready?"

"That's right. Right now, we need Young Master Orlando to welcome Miss Jorah." Mace smiled.

"What about Ruola?"

Mace immediately said, "I've already sent someone to communicate." Just as he finished speaking, a healthy servant of White Castle trotted over with a strange expression whispering in Mace's ears. Mace frowned awkwardly. Ellen looked at him and said, "Ruola doesn't want to see me?"

"Miss, do you think it's a little uncomfortable? Or should I pass it on to you later?"

Alan shook his head. "No need, it's good if La knows I'm here. It doesn't matter if she doesn't see me." Alan knew very well that it was expected that Jorah would not see him. Now that her wedding was about to arrive, it was better to disappear than to see each other about the things between the two of them that they had said they didn't want to clean up.

At this time, Ellen saw a youth poking his head out and hiding behind a statue. He laughed out of surprise and waved his hand, "Young Master Arte, I saw you."

Arte scratched his head and smiled foolishly. "Greetings, Lord Alan."

"What are you shyly doing?" Alan pointed at the sculpture the youth had been hiding in.

'"I want Lord Allen to teach me how to use a knife!" Yat shouted, his face flushed red.

The loud voice shocked Mace, who was standing beside him. The butler was at a loss for what to do. Ellen narrowed his eyes and looked at the youth. "You want to learn saber? Why? There is a combat skill course in the academy. If you are interested, you can sign up. You don't have to study with me."

"But I just want to learn Lord Alan's saber." The youth scratched his head and said, "It's more important for Jorah to ask me to learn more about the management of the territory, but I don't think there's any use in learning more about the martial arts to protect the territory."

Alan flicked his finger on the youth's forehead, causing the latter to cover his head with both hands and grin with his fangs. "Who said it was useless? As a lord, it would be useless if he didn't even know how to govern his territory and only knew how to wield his saber and sword." If someone with high combat strength could become a lord, then not all of the ten Empire Saints would be able to become dukes? Count it yourself. How many of the Ten Saints are nobles? "

"So don't take Ruo La's words to heart. Learn your techniques."

"Oh." Said Atkubabadi.

Alan looked at his sad expression and shook his head, laughing, "You can learn the saber from me, but you have to wait for me to come back, and you are not allowed to leave behind your homework in the academy. Then I will teach you how to use the saber."

Arte's eyes immediately lit up and he casually asked, "Were you waiting for you to return from Iron Spear Ridge?"

"No, it's farther. I'm going to the imperial capital. I'll talk about it when I get back from Oliska."

"So far?" The youth laughed and said, "Otherwise, if Master takes me along, we can learn along the way."

Ellen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he gave him another brain poppy. "Don't push your luck, or I'll go back on my word."

'"Alright, I'll listen to you. Your Excellency, don't go back on your word!" Arte hurriedly shouted.

With a teenager fighting like this, the previous heavy atmosphere disappeared. Hearing that Alan had lived in White Castle, the number of people entering and leaving White Castle suddenly increased that afternoon. A few knights who were subordinate to Ark Harbor, except for Grar, came at first, followed by the merchant president of the Emerald Merchant Guild and the Fujia gentry in the city, but although there were many people coming, less than ten people were received.

This was within everyone's expectations, but even so, there were still quite a few people who had squeezed their heads to see Alan.

The next day, the cavalry led by the Iron Spear arrived. After receiving this news, the Ark Harbor was almost boiling. People rushed onto the streets, eager to see the elegant demeanor of the Iron Spear Son. This time, Orlando did not pretend to be a ghost anymore and took out an attendant to replace him. Alan followed the crowd and stood in front of White Castle's main gate. He was only one step behind the future lord of White Castle, Arte.

Alan saw Orlando and his horses on the other side of the street. This time, Orlando was fully armored. He wore the traditional gray iron light armor of the Iron Spear Ridge. He wore a black battle uniform. In addition to his handsome appearance, he also had some of the elegance of Hoey when he was young. The warhorse was also a high-grade horse. Its fur was shiny black, and its four hooves stepped on the snow. Its harness was also made of gray iron. There was a dark green spear hanging beside the horse. The spear was simple in style, and there were only a few lightning stripes on its body as decoration. Anyone familiar with Hoey could recognize that this gun was the "Bilei" that Hoey used to kill enemies on the battlefield when he was young.

Billy handed it to Orlando, and Hoey's heart was about to come out. Orlando greeted Zora with Billy, indirectly expressing Hoy's respect for Orban.

The horses stopped ten meters in front of White Fort's gate. Orlando got off the horse and shook hands with Arte, who represented White Fort, with strict etiquette. Then he saw Alan and nodded with a smile. Alan paid his respects and the team entered White Castle.

It was another busy day for White Castle, and a lot of work needed to be prepared in advance, including the local customs. This was new to Alan, for example, in the afternoon, Mace personally escorted a cart of rice into the castle, saying that it was prepared for the farewell of Jorah tomorrow.

In the evening, as Alan had expected, Orlando came to visit.

The elegant son of the iron spear entered the room, startled at first by Lucy, and then by Laura. Orlando couldn't laugh when the five Green Dragon Knight were lined up behind Alan. Even though Green Dragon Knight had changed into neutral casual attire, it was still hard to hide her beauty. Especially since they were from the Naga Royal Court, Orlando was even more jealous of Alan.

Everyone said that people were more angry than people, this sentence was indeed true. Orlando asked himself. In the South, there were few people as young as him who could compare to him, regardless of their combat prowess. However, Allen had appeared. In terms of combat strength, he had even killed Viscount Dale, so Orlando naturally couldn't catch up. In terms of family power, it was true that Orlando won by a large margin, but Orlando's family power mostly came from his father. As for himself, he did not have a military honor title, but Allen was a real viscount.

Even compared to women now, Orlando was still ashamed of being inferior. Lucy's nobility, Laura's savagery, and five Green Dragon Knight from the Naga Royal Court. Not to mention Orlando, even the princes of the Northern Capital wouldn't be able to bring out so many women with their own characteristics. Just five Green Dragon Knight were enough to compare to a large group of young Heavenly Decorators.

He chuckled and said, "Although Lord Alan is young and unparalleled in courage, he still needs to cherish his body." These words naturally meant something. Alan stroked his forehead and chuckled. Lucy and the others rolled their eyes. They couldn't understand why Hoey, a hero, was always so ruffian when his son was born. Undeniably, though, it makes Orlando much easier to get close to, and perhaps that's what makes him attractive.

The two of them sat down. In order to prevent Orlando from being absent-minded, Alan let the others disperse, leaving only Laura behind. Laura's beauty was a mixture of wild and heroic aura. She didn't carry her big sword with her, but even so, her entire body was filled with cold energy. Especially when Orlando's gaze drifted over, he would most likely receive a gaze that was mixed with Qi. Then, Orlando's eyes would become blurry and tears would fall from the corners of his eyes.

After these two attempts, Orlando was even more perilous than Allen and didn't dare to look around anymore. Alan looked at his serious appearance and found it funny, "There are no outsiders here, so Mr. Orlando doesn't have to deliberately make a porn gesture."

Orlando suddenly sat upright, his bangs gently floating up, his eyes shining like guns, as if he wanted to see through Alan. Laura frowned, her black hair fluttering. Alan waved her hand, and her aura gradually dissipated. Orlando withdrew his gaze and smiled bitterly, "Tell me, Lord Alan, where exactly did I reveal my weakness to show you that I was pretending?"

'"Actually, your performance is flawless. No matter what you say or do, you have the true meaning of the word'dandy'. I don't see through your concealment, but I believe that the Marquis of Iron Spear won't give birth to a son who doesn't even know how difficult it is to use a spear."

"Do you believe in iron spears?" Orlando narrowed his eyes and said, "Everyone in the empire knows that there are indeed a few Marquises in the South, but my father is the only one who deserves attention." Lord Alan, to be honest, the smell of being stared at by the empire was not good. The empire's spies will only relax a little if I appear to be so defeated. The iron spear was already old, and there was no successor, so the royal family would be at ease. Otherwise, no one in the Southern Region will be able to contend against my father. That person will always be worried that our family will dominate. "

Alan whispered, "Very soon he won't have this worry."

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