System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 825: Chapter 263: Patricide for Power (Part 1)

"Thus, gaining the allegiance of Duke Cangyu and the support of military power?"

Mitchell sighed and replied, "Yes."

"The original plan was to use your special ability to overexert Coleman’s body, weakening his physical functions."

"In this way, Mica, the sole heir with the Cangyu family’s bloodline, would legitimately inherit the title of Marquis Cangyu."

Nadia nodded slightly in response.

Mitchell continued, "However, both you and I overlooked one point."

"Coleman Cangyu’s authority and prestige in the entirety of the Duke’s realm."

"Only Coleman can command the Feiyu Army of the Cangyu Clan!"

"The other lords in the Duke’s realm will only respond to Coleman’s summons!"

Nadia understood the implication of Mitchell’s words.

She took up the topic and continued, "That is to say, even with my help, if Coleman dies a natural death and Mica inherits the Duke’s title by succession."

"You would still be unable to gain the military support of the entire Duke’s realm!"

Mitchell responded, "Although some changes occurred to the planned course."

"Fortunately, the result is the same."

"I still gained the allegiance and military support of Duke Cangyu."

Nadia nodded slightly.

Mitchell shifted his tone, "Moreover, I think this is the best outcome now."

"Although Coleman is cunning and wants to act as a fence-sitter in the imperial power struggle."

"He would join whichever side has the higher odds of victory..."

"Compared to Mica, who was raised by a courtesan, with ambition but lacking corresponding strength."

"Coleman is much stronger!"

"Moreover."

"A person who can kill his own father without a change in expression to gain a title."

"Who knows if one day he’ll turn around and betray his owner?"

Nadia remained silent.

Mitchell’s focus from beginning to end has been on how to obtain the support and allegiance of Duke Cangyu.

As for the discarded Mica, Mitchell cared nothing for what would become of him later.

She knew, in front of the present Mitchell Carolin.

There are no absolute enemies, only absolute interests!

No matter what kind of grievances or contradictions existed before.

As long as they could help him, anyone who joined his front could become his friend!

Because interests determine everything!

Mitchell was naturally unaware of Nadia’s current inner thoughts.

But.

Even if he knew, he wouldn’t care at all.

Feeling the bumping of the carriage in motion, Mitchell spoke to himself.

"Of the Three Great Dukes, both Duke Heiyao and Duke Cangyu have already stated willingness to join my ranks."

"But compared to the enormous Red Dragon Riders owned by Duke of Red Dragon, our strength seems still lacking!"

At this, Mitchell’s words appeared somewhat wistful.

"What kind of power and charm does that damn Caesar have."

"To make Duke of Red Dragon follow him so devotedly?"

Nadia, next to him, explained.

"The intelligence I exchanged from my colleagues in the Rose Corps is..."

"Duke of Red Dragon plans to marry his granddaughter to Caesar, as his legitimate wife."

Mitchell raised an eyebrow, "Legitimate wife?"

"Caesar is already married, and his current legitimate wife is the daughter of Ruel Lawson, the Prime Minister of Charlemagne VI’s Privy Council!"

"Is Caesar going to divorce his current wife to gain the support of Duke of Red Dragon?"

Nadia replied, "Caesar has already clearly agreed."

Mitchell’s lips curled up, "Interesting."

"In such a way, the Prime Minister of the Privy Council, Ruel Lawson, becomes a figure that can be wooed!"

"Although Ruel Lawson has no military power, his eloquence is remarkable."

"He could be brought over to become my personal lobbyist."

Thinking of this.

Mitchell spoke to the coachman outside the carriage.

"Return to Triumph City!"

The coachman promptly replied, "Yes, Your Highness."

Under the coachman’s urging, the carriage exited the gates of Praying Wind City.

After driving a few miles, a troop of cavalrymen, stationed in a nearby forest, emerged.

They marched in neat formation, following behind the carriage.

Even though it was now nighttime.

It was still possible to make out the extended silhouettes of the cavalry by the moonlight.

Fully armed, wearing standard plate armor, with iron helmets and their horses clad in horse armor!

Their numbers were over three thousand!

...

In the blink of an eye.

Seven days passed.

Lynn spent all his time on the expansion of the Mutated Wild Boar Farm daily.

With a thought, Lynn opened the Heavenly Artifacts panel and took a glance.

[Construction: Level 3 (646/1000)] (+)

After seven continuous days of effort, he had only managed to increase his skill experience just over halfway.

The difficulty in further improving the skill level was visibly increasing.

However.

Lynn was not in a hurry.

As long as he had enough time, as long as he persistently continued.

Maxing out the Nine Great Skills would only be a matter of time.

Taking it step by step, slowly, was enough.

He worked from morning until the afternoon before finally leaving the expansion area of the farm.

Before leaving, he took a glance at the progress of the expansion.

Another six to seven days would be enough to complete the construction.

After that.

It would just need Flint to engrave and empower the small magic array at the farm, then it could be put into operation.

Returning to the town.

Lynn headed straight to the Handicraft Workshop District.

Upon arriving at the Textile Workshop.

He saw soldiers, under Rose’s organized leadership.

Putting on the components of composite armor they were standing on.

Last night, while having dinner.

Kuisi had reported the progress of the Textile Workshop’s production to him.

Today, the Textile Workshop could deliver three hundred sets of composite armor.

As he was observing the soldiers, Rose’s gaze shifted, spotting Lynn in the distance.

He quickly stepped forward, walking briskly toward Lynn.

Coming before Lynn, Rose bent down and spoke respectfully, "Master!"

Lynn simply acknowledged and continued observing the soldiers donning the armor.

Lynn could clearly see the obvious joy and excitement on the soldiers’ faces.

However.

Lynn thought it was reasonable upon reflection.

Only soldiers clad in steel armor would be considered qualified soldiers!

After observing for a while.

Lynn turned his gaze to Rose and asked.

"How’s the training of the first batch of a thousand soldiers going?"

Rose responded without hesitation, "Master, they’ve initially completed the most basic instruction, weapons, and physical training."

"After you’ve assigned them, Master, they can proceed with specialized training."

Lynn nodded, "Very well done."

Rose bowed his head slightly, "Master, you flatter me."

"Because of your trust, you appointed me as the instructor of all the soldiers."

"It is my honor to train soldiers for you."