Fantasy Lord: Starting with Daily Information

“For now, let the knights pull back to Autumnleaf Territory to block the orcs. Additionally, dispatch 300 magic crystal cannons, 1,000 Tier 2 magic cores, and 20 Tier 3 magic cores from Loren City to Autumnleaf.”

Marquis Raymond gritted his teeth and made his decision.

“Yes, sir!” 

The knight captain, surprised but pleased, promptly saluted.

These resources would significantly mitigate the losses of the knight order.

“These fools! Attacking human lands without the Behemoth tribe leading them—they must be mad.”

Marquis Raymond muttered to himself.

As the two continued their conversation, a figure approached from the distance.

“Lord Marquis!”

The figure bowed respectfully.

“What’s happened?”

Marquis Raymond’s eyebrows twitched at the sight of the approaching official. The official, responsible for managing Loren City’s affairs, seldom reported directly to him due to Raymond’s usual hands-off approach.

“Lord Marquis, it’s a report from Maine Valley that requires your personal approval.”

The official bowed respectfully.

“Maine Valley?”

“I thought I told them to hold their ground as much as possible.”

Marquis Raymond’s expression darkened.

“This isn’t a request for aid, Lord Marquis. It’s a battle report.”

“They seem to have repelled a Tier 2 minotaur tribe and need your confirmation.”

The official quickly clarified, sensing Marquis Raymond’s misunderstanding.

“What?”

“They repelled a Tier 2 minotaur tribe?”

Marquis Raymond’s eyes widened as he turned to the official.

“Yes, sir! They’ve also sent eleven Tier 2 minotaur heads.”

The official confirmed.

“It seems these pioneer lords aren’t all that bad!”

“Let me see it!”

Marquis Raymond, intrigued, gestured for the official to hand him the report.

The official quickly obliged.

Marquis Raymond took the report and scanned its contents.

Soon, his smile grew broader.

The situation was better than he had anticipated.

The pioneer lords of Maine Valley had proactively united to fight against the orc tribes. Not only that, but they had also successfully defeated a tribe of over 4,000 Tier 2 minotaurs, killing every minotaur.

If this report proved accurate, it would be a morale booster for the chaotic Northern Province.

“Hahaha!”

“Excellent, excellent!”

“Francis, take the kingdom’s inspector and head to Maine Valley to verify this.”

“Also, start preparing for a baronial ennoblement ceremony. It seems the Northern Province is about to gain a new baron.”

Marquis Raymond chuckled. After months of frustration, he finally felt a hint of relief.

If the report turned out to be true, the situation in the Northern Province might see some improvement.

Moreover, it had been over three years since the province last saw a new baron.

According to the kingdom’s regulations, anyone who could develop a town in the Northern Province with a population of at least 5,000 could be ennobled as a baron and become a newly established noble.

This policy had drawn countless knights to the Northern Province over the past two decades.

However, the results hadn’t been as promising.

Despite the vast size of the Northern Province, only 56 barons had been ennobled over the past twenty years.

In comparison, the Frostmoon Province alone had more than 300 viscounts and perhaps as many as a thousand barons. Meanwhile, the Northern Province had only 56 barons in total over the same period, and only 36 of them remained. The fate of the others was self-evident.

Especially in recent years, with growing unrest in the Northern Province, it had been over three years since anyone had been ennobled as a baron.

This was one of the reasons why fewer and fewer great nobles were willing to become pioneer lords in the Northern Province.

If a new baron could emerge under these conditions, it would undoubtedly reignite the nobles' enthusiasm for expansion.

This would be good for the kingdom and Marquis Raymond.

“Yes, sir!”

The official nodded and quickly departed.

Loren City soon buzzed with activity.

The next day, Francis, along with the kingdom’s inspector and a large entourage, set out for Maine Valley.

Maine Valley.

Thor and the others quickly received the news, causing a wave of excitement to sweep through Eagle Ridge.

Every face beamed with joy, especially those of the knights.

When they first followed Thor to the Northern Province to become pioneer knights, they were anxious, nervous, and uncertain. But as Thor led them from one victory to another, their strength and gains continuously grew. This initial unease, anxiety, and tension gradually transformed into anticipation and hope for the future.

However, no matter how much they anticipated or hoped, it was just a dream and a longing until Thor was officially granted the title of baron.

Only when Thor was enfeoffed as a baron and ascended to even higher ranks would it mark the true moment of reward.

After all, it signified that they, too, might have a chance to become nobles.

And this is what countless knights dream of.

Eagle Ridge was in celebration.

Everyone was filled with hope.

Even the commoners shared this sentiment.

Inside the castle.

Thor received the news, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

It had been nearly a year since he arrived in the Northern Province.

Even with the help of his golden finger, only he truly knew the hardships and struggles he had endured over the past year.

Now, the moment of reward had finally arrived.

As long as he passed the inspection by the kingdom's commissioner, he would be enfeoffed as a baron.

He would truly attain the status of a noble, rather than the temporary noble status he held now.

In this world, the gap between nobles and non-nobles was as vast as the heavens and the earth.

Even temporary nobles and true nobles were separated by a significant chasm.

The rights and privileges they enjoyed were completely different.

To name one example:

Previously, if he wanted to conquer other noble territories and take possession of them, he would have to pay the kingdom a fee for territorial purchase rights. Even now, while those territories were practically under his control, they were not officially recognized as his. If he were not a baron, he would still need to pay gold coins, but as a baron, this step could be skipped, and he could directly travel to Loren City to claim ownership of these lands.

There were many other differences in various aspects as well.

For instance, temporary nobles were only recognized within the Northern Province, whereas true nobles were acknowledged across the entire human continent.

Although this world was structured as a kingdom, it functioned more as an aristocratic republic.

Nobles were the true rulers of this world.

Becoming a noble was the most important goal.

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