The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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"This is clearly the master's fault, how can you blame yourself for it?"

That bastard Ron! If he says that again, I'm definitely going to bite him tonight!

Let him always say things like that~

"Then tell me honestly what you think of what I did."

"It looks awful, tastes terrible, and makes you want to vomit..."

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The pioneering wars are never peaceful; only peaceful swamps like Ron's are.

The other, slightly more fertile territories had already begun fighting each other.

In just a few days, several nobles have died on their way to pursue their dreams.

The Valley Territory is not peaceful today either. The four knights sent out to scout out the enemy and the situation in the swamp have not yet returned by evening.

Wilson Gray's orders were to patrol and return, and even if something unexpected happened, to be back in the territory before sunset.

It's already evening, and the sun is not far from setting.

But there has been no sign of the knights returning.

"My lord, they haven't returned yet, it's so late. Do you think something might have happened to them?"

Knight Commander Alva looked rather grim, fearing that his subordinates might be in danger.

If it were just a reconnaissance mission, they should have returned long ago.

"It's hard to say. After all, this is a newly opened battlefield, and it's close to the Misty Forest. Anything can happen."

Wilson Gray was not a reckless man; after choosing Cryton Valley as his territory, he conducted a detailed survey of the surrounding area.

Moreover, he never thought that Leonard Ron was a weakling. Even if the other party was indeed weak, he would still treat him as an evenly matched opponent.

Only in this way can we remain invincible.

Just then, a knight in full armor, his face pale, rushed in and frantically reported:

"My lord, it's terrible! Snake's body has been brought back on horseback!"

Chapter 113 Wilson's Legendary Black Witch! Ron is Cursed! Lucia Begins to Roll In!

Inside the tent at Valley Pass, Wilson Gray frowned upon hearing the news.

“Take me to see it!”

He remained relatively calm despite the death of the knights he had sent out.

But I felt a surge of anger and was eager to know the specific reasons behind this incident.

"Yes, Lord Lord!"

Led by his men, the group arrived at the scene, which was already surrounded by knights. Seeing their companion's tragic state, several of them tried to help Snake's body down.

But the clever people stopped them, because they knew that at least the lord should be allowed to see it before it was taken down.

"Lord Lord!"

Upon seeing Wilson Gray and his entourage arrive, the knights bowed respectfully.

"Did only Snake's horse return?"

Upon seeing the corpse hanging from the horse's back, Wilson Gray's eyes turned cold, as if he wanted to vent his anger.

"Yes, we only saw Snake's horse return, but we didn't see Buck and the others."

Upon hearing the knight's words, Wilson Gray immediately drew his longsword.

"Everyone, follow me on horseback and find the killer of Snake. Buck and the others are missing, perhaps they are waiting for our rescue. I assure you all, I, Wilson Gray, will not abandon anyone."

His reason for saying this was simple: to boost morale and make his subordinates feel a sense of belonging.

Make them feel that they are not pawns, and that even if they encounter danger, the lord will come to their rescue.

"Yes, my lord!"

Upon hearing this news, the knights excitedly rushed back to their camp, gathered all the knights, and prepared to set off to find Buck and the others.

“My lord, Snake died from a penetrating wound to the chest. The enemy used some kind of sharp weapon that pierced through his armor.”

At this moment, a witch dressed in a black robe, after examining the body, reported:

"Judging from the holes left in the armor, it looks like they were caused by the claws of some kind of alien race."

She is a witch of the Wilson family. She spent the first half of her life fighting alongside Gray's grandfather. Although she is over sixty years old, her skin looks as delicate as that of an eighteen-year-old girl.

Many people who don't know her true identity mistake her for a fledgling witch.

But she's actually an old witch.

"Heidi, come with me, I need your divination."

Wilson Gray held the witch in high regard because she had held him when he was a child.

Moreover, this witch was very mysterious, and even his grandfather respected her greatly, so he naturally dared not neglect her.

If we weren't out in public, afraid of revealing our identities, we would only show her more respect.

"No problem, Heidi would be happy to serve you, Lord!"

The old witch, who looked eighteen, bent down and responded in a sweet, coquettish voice.

"it is good."

Wilson Gray felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard the voice coming from the other person.

But he couldn't show it; he could only suppress it.

If the other party hadn't been a grandfather and a dark witch, he would have already struck.

The knights standing nearby had no idea that this charming witch was old enough to be their grandmother.

Looking at Heidi's delicate appearance, I couldn't help but want to pounce on her and kiss her passionately.

If they knew the truth, they would probably vomit on the spot.

After all, the beauty I've fantasized about for so long, if she turns out to be an old witch, is just too hard to accept...

Although Wilson Gray acted recklessly, most nobles considered him a reckless, capricious, and easily angered man.

But in reality, he was very cautious. As soon as a few knights went missing or were killed, he sent out forty holy knights and two hundred ordinary knights, leaving only a portion behind to guard against potential crises in the territory.

The rest of the people, along with the Black Witch, set off towards the swamp under Wilson Gray's leadership.

They rode very slowly, sending out dozens of knights ahead to scout the way.

However, Wilson Gray changed his tune, telling them they absolutely had to find the missing people, alive or dead.

But actually, they were afraid of being ambushed.

Tread-tap-

Several knights rushed to the carriage and reported anxiously:

"My lord, we've found the bodies of Buck and the others ahead. The scene is horrific."

The knights who were searching ahead were horrified by the scene.

"Tell someone not to disturb the scene and to take me there."

Wilson Gray sensed something was amiss, that there were many suspicious points, and that it wasn't far from his territory, so he needed to investigate thoroughly.

Otherwise, the knights sent out for patrols and reconnaissance might encounter danger again.

"Yes!"

The knights nodded respectfully, leaped onto their horses, and led the way.

Before long, the carriage was brought to the scene of the crime, where knights had already surrounded the area.

After Wilson Gray alighted from the carriage, he saw the bodies of three knights lying haphazardly on the ground, surrounded by blood, with most of their armor removed.

One of the knights was so badly hacked that he was barely recognizable as a human, a truly gruesome sight.

The horses were also gutted, and their blood soaked the flowers, grass, and mud on the ground, turning them bright red.

"My lord, Buck died a terrible death. He was slashed more than a dozen times and was no longer human. I really don't know who was so cruel."

A knight felt a strange sadness upon seeing his companion's miserable state.

"Find the killer, and we'll avenge our fallen brothers."

Wilson Gray appeared heartbroken, seemingly deeply concerned about the deaths of his men.

These were all passed down from the elders of the Wilson family, who taught him how to win people's hearts.

"Your Lordship is wise!"

The knights felt a warmth in their hearts upon hearing this answer, knowing that at least their superiors cared about them.

"My lord, like the previous corpse, he died from penetrating wounds to the chest or neck. The wounds are the same size and style, and were all caused by sharp claws."