Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Fast Territory, Viscount Mansion.

The 32 knights who escaped lost their fighting spirit. Each of them had a look of fear on their face, and they murmured words such as 'the terrifying bald knight' and 'the devil's bald knight'.

The knights of the Fast Territory could not accept their defeat in the first battle, and they couldn't believe it when they learned that the opponent only had twelve people.

How could a mere twelve people defeat a party with 300 cavalry? Even if the opponent was a third-level knight like the knight leader, they would be exhausted and killed!

They wanted to get more information from the people who had escaped, but there were only a few words back and forth.

Instead, the 'terrible bald knight' was remembered by everyone and spread. Senior figures from the viscounty gathered in a certain room, and they discussed countermeasures.

Someone said in a deep voice: "The bald knight they talk about definitely possesses the third level of strength. One of them performed very well and even surpassed Captain Byron in strength."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at a knight in shining armor who had his eyes closed and was concentrating. His face was straight and his expression was silent, as if he didn't care about this discussion.

"I didn't expect that a small baron could produce a third-level powerhouse. It's really surprising." Someone said.

"Indeed, it seems that Baron Arnold still has some tricks, but just like this, he can't cause us such heavy losses."

This is what people are confused about, and they are looking for the reason. At this time, Knight Commander Byron opened his eyes and said in a calm tone: "It's weapons and equipment."

After hearing his reminder, someone reacted, "There is a rumor that Baron Arnold said at the banquet in the palace that a top blacksmith came to his territory. Is this true? If it is true, then the top alchemist is also true. It’s over!”

Everyone's hearts sank. This was not good news. A top forging master and a top alchemist brought too many variables to the battlefield, and even directly affected the victory of the war.

"Hmph, why are you panicking?"

A cold snort came. Viscount Fast walked into the room and sat down at the main seat. He looked around everyone with sharp eyes, and then said: "I have spent a lot of money to buy the best weapons and armor, and they are no better than the enemy." The difference is that the victory of this war belongs to us after all."

Hearing this, everyone was delighted. As long as their equipment could keep up with the opponent's, and relying on their numerical advantage, they would definitely be able to defeat Arnold's territory.

"With the equipment purchased by the lord, Captain Byron is not afraid of the bald knight at all!"

Some people were happy, while others were rational and worried: "I think the enemy can defeat our three hundred cavalry with twelve people. Even with the advantage of weapons and armor, it won't be that easy. Maybe there is more than one third-level knight." .”

"What nonsense are you talking about! The appearance of a third-level strongman in a small barony is already amazing. Will there be more third-level ones?"

"That is, if there are more than two third-level strong men who can be promoted to the position of earl by simply gaining some achievements, how can they still be promoted to the title of baron?"

The others expressed dissatisfaction with the man's words and made accusations one after another. The man wanted to say something, but when he saw Viscount Fast's cold eyes, he suppressed his words.

At this time, no one wants to listen to bad advice, even if it is true.

Someone asked: "Lord, where did the weapons and equipment you purchased come from? They are no worse than those of the top forging masters. If we reach stable cooperation with the other party, it will be of great help to our Fast Territory. "

Viscount Fast narrowed his eyes slightly and was so frightened that the man did not dare to ask any more questions. He said calmly: "Of course I have channels, so there is no need to ask further."

Then he looked at the knight leader, "Byron, you will personally command the next battle. You must not fail."

".yes."

Knight Byron nodded and saluted.

——

Arnold territory.

The entire territory was immersed in the joy of victory. The people in the territory were proud of sharing weal and woe, but more importantly, they were grateful and respectful to the lord for his word.

The demeanor of the Knights of the Round Table on the battlefield was spread by the guards watching the battle. Many people heard about the deeds of Abel and others, and most powerful professionals regarded them as 'idols' to worship.

What is confusing is that the most popular one is not Sig, who has killed the most enemies, but Malcolm, who has mastered many combat skills.

He displayed many splendid sword skills on the battlefield, and the fighting spirit was covered in the sword and released, creating a pleasing scene.

In short, Abel and others each have their own supporters and admirers. In such an atmosphere, people throughout Arnold's territory became enthusiastic and their cohesion was greatly enhanced.

Even some of the foreign refugees blended in, temporarily forgetting the pain of leaving their homeland.

But more of it is envy and hidden sadness.

This negative mood did not last long because the canteen was open for dinner. A few days ago, a simple canteen was built not far from the construction site, with only a shed erected to block the sun.

This place will be crowded when meal time comes, just to taste the delicious and novel food.

The people around here are all refugees and local residents who participated in the construction. Others are not allowed in. They have smiles on their faces and are looking forward to what kind of food they will taste today.

"coming!"

Someone suddenly shouted, and everyone looked in one direction, only to see a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl dressed as a maid approaching, escorted by a knight.

As everyone was getting out of the way, someone shouted from behind: "Miss Eileen, what are you going to do today? Is it the same as yesterday?"

Yes, the girl in front of her is Irene, and the knight guarding her is Cliff.

The person Thomas promised to teach how to make potatoes in front of everyone was Irene.

Erin showed an innocent smile, did not answer immediately, and walked straight to the canteen.

Another person said: "The first time was stewed potatoes, and yesterday it was mashed potatoes. Although it tasted really good, I am more curious about today's new taste. In my whole life, this is the first time I have seen potatoes as a crop. It’s an eye-opener to have so many different approaches.”

The person next to him glanced at him and said, "Uncle, at your age, why are you still moving bricks? Why don't you go farming and leave food for us?"

"What kind of bricks are being moved? I am the supervisor and the one in charge of the technology." The old man said with dignity.

There are all kinds of people among the refugees. They have special skills. Although they are not the top people in various fields, they have worked for a lifetime and have rich experience and vision.

Behind the stove, Eileen faced everyone and said, "What I prepared for you today is French fries!"

When they heard that it was a new formula, everyone was excited, and their eyes shone with anticipation.

"Making French fries requires the use of several new materials, one of which is called sunflower oil. Because the output is very small, it does not bring much."

Eileen explained to everyone the raw materials for making French fries. This step ended. Just when everyone thought that the much-anticipated session was about to begin, she said, "Before making, I must first convey to you the Lord's words."

Hearing this, everyone's face showed doubts. They did not think that the lord would harm them. Many facts proved that the lord took them to heart.

"If you have seeds that are not available in Arnold's territory, you can go to the Baron's Mansion to exchange them for money or supplies of equivalent value. The price is 5 silver coins per catty."

Considering that the refugees left their homes and may have taken the crop seeds with them, Ron wanted to buy them from them and continue to enrich the products of Arnold's territory.

"Five silver coins per pound? I can unexpectedly encounter such a great thing." Someone became excited.

"Look at how happy you are. Didn't you hear what Miss Irene said? Only seeds that are not available in the territory can be exchanged for money."

"Of course I heard it, I can guarantee that my seed territory will never be."

There was a lot of chatter in the crowd, and some people even left directly, wanting to be the first to take the lead. Once other people's seeds are the same as their own, they will suffer a loss.

The cooking instruction in the cafeteria continued, and Eileen gave a demonstration, "First we have to peel the potatoes and cut them into strips."

She explained while making it, and the French fries were finished in a short time.

Irene came here just to pass on the recipe to everyone. Of course, the matter of keeping their bellies full should be left to the original chef.

French fries alone are not enough to fill your stomach. The chefs have already prepared meat, chili powder, etc. to add more flavor to the French fries.

The chef who was originally here took over from Irene and started frying French fries for everyone. Making French fries is not difficult, and experienced chefs can learn it quickly after seeing it once.

"Miss Erin."

Cliff said shyly, and Eileen knew it well when she saw him like this. She smiled and said: "Don't worry, I secretly left some for you."

"Thank you Miss Erin."

Hearing this, Cliff was overjoyed and quickly thanked him. After Jim's incident, everyone in the Cavaliers felt that Irene's position in the Lord's heart was the reason why this territorial war started.

Eileen, who took over this matter, also has a high reputation among some people who are passionate about cooking. It turns out that ordinary ingredients can also produce wonderful flavors. They are interested in researching new recipes with limited ingredients.

This later formed a trend that evolved into the Gourmet Society.

——

Baronial Palace.

The exterior corridor of the courtyard.

This is a newly built courtyard. The whole courtyard is made of marble with beautiful patterns. The external corridor is very long and supported by columns at regular intervals. It is beautiful and generous.

In the middle of the corridor, Ron was half lying on a chair, eating the French fries prepared by Erin leisurely and comfortably, playing with the black and white pebbles on his left hand, like a retired old man.

The weather is a little hot today, and there is no cool breeze blowing. My mouth feels dry after eating French fries.

"It would be great if there was iced watermelon. I feel so good just thinking about it." Ron said to himself with a hint of regret.

"What iced watermelon? Is it delicious again?"

A young and clear voice came from behind. People with such a voice could easily guess who it was. It was Nancy.

Ron turned to look at her, "Why are you here?"

"Humph, of course I came here to eat French fries. I didn't expect that the lord, who is respected by thousands of people, would hide here and eat alone."

As Nancy said this, she was about to reach out for the fries, but with a snap, Ron clapped her hand.

"What are you doing?"

Nancy said aggrievedly, covering her hands.

"Have you washed your hands? Just start grabbing them." Ron criticized like an old father.

Nancy: "."

Finally, Nancy ate the French fries. She tasted them happily, and then she stuck out her tongue because they were so spicy.

Ron laughed at her appearance.

"What is the iced watermelon you were talking about before? Judging from your expression, it seems as delicious as these French fries?" Nancy asked.

"It's just iced watermelon. Watermelon is a fruit with green veins and red flesh. It tastes sweet." Ron explained in an easy-to-understand manner.

Hearing his words, Nancy frowned and fell into deep thought, then said for a long time: "I seem to know what the watermelon you are talking about is, but it's not called that name in our place."

Ron suddenly looked at Nancy. She was an elf and lived in the forest. She must have seen countless kinds of plants, and it made sense to have watermelons.

"Are there any seeds? If not, I can send someone to your hometown to get them." For watermelons, Ron was determined to get them.

Not eating watermelon in summer means spending summer in vain.

Nancy shook her head, "I can't go back. My hometown is in a very, very far away place."

Nancy left, taking the last of the French fries with her, and Ron was half-sure she did it on purpose.

However, Nancy learned that the Elf Forest is not on the Osna Continent, which means that the Osna Continent belongs to the human race, while the Elf Forest is located on another continent.

Nancy accidentally entered the Osna continent because of a hidden magic teleportation array. Hadey didn't know what the situation was. Ron guessed that Nancy's experience should be similar.

Maybe you can ask Amelia about other continents. It would be best if you know the location of the Elf Forest.

Ron was lost in thought.

Not long after, a person came to the other courtyard.

"Lord Lord."

Victor knelt on one knee with a very pious expression. Today was his turn to be given strength.

Ron put his hand on his head with ease and began to retrieve the entries.

Writing entries for them is not as stable as Sig's. It depends entirely on luck. Sometimes dozens of white entries appear in succession, which is very annoying.

Time passed slowly, and it lasted for an hour. Just when Ron thought that today was going to fail again, a beam of purple light came into his eyes.

Ron looked attentively.

[Silver Two Stars]

【Victor】

[Favorability: 98 (swear to death)]

[Entry 1: King of Riding (Purple)]

[Entry 2: Come here (blue)]

——[King of Riding (Purple): You can use anything as a riding tool and be driven by you, and your strength will be significantly improved while riding]

——[Come here (Blue): When you provoke the target, your own defense is doubled]

A few days later.

The second war between the Arnold Territory and the Fast Territory began. This time the other party sent a third-order knight, the leader of the Byron Knights.

Demon Scales was on the way, and Abel said quietly: "They have five hundred people coming this time, and there is also a third-level knight, so be careful."

Everyone nodded, and Thomas smiled and said: "Looking at how relaxed you are, let me make it a little more difficult for you. You can't kill anyone this time, you can only take prisoners."

They didn't ask why, they gave Thomas a lot of trust. His skills and ability to deal with things were obvious to everyone. He was a trustworthy teammate.

"Come on, don't keep our prisoners waiting too long."

Following Abel's order, the twelve men took the lead to attack and kill without fear of the opponent's five hundred cavalry.

A thousand meters away, Knight Byron's eyes flashed coldly, and the other party's reckless behavior was a provocation to him.

"Leave the opponent's third-level knight to me, and you go deal with the others!" Byron said coldly.

Sonorous.

As swords and armor clashed, the two sides fought together.