200: Chapter 200 Primo's Intentions

Chapter 200: Primo's Intention

Under Lister's astonished gaze, wisps of golden-red, searing flames ignited wherever the fireball passed.

The air within his line of sight rippled and tore slightly, as if space itself felt slightly distorted.

The next second—

Boom——!

The moment the fireball struck the large tree, a violent explosion rang out, and dazzling flames scattered in all directions.

The thick branches of the bare tree were entirely charred into carbon, and a large amount of debris scattered and flew with the wind.

A large area of the ground around the tree was as pitch-black as ink, and a thick smell of burning wafted through the air; a few breaths later, the ground suddenly collapsed into a small circular pit.

"————" His mouth couldn't help but slightly part, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he slowly spat out a few words: "Awesome!"

A rich smile filled his face; he truly didn't expect that the Wizardry Multiple Fireball Roar would be so powerful.

Judging by the power of that fireball just now, he estimated that even an Early Silver Knight using Dou Qi Energy for protection would most likely suffer considerable damage.

Furthermore, he had only condensed a single fireball, yet the resulting power was already this great.

If he were to condense five or ten more, the resulting lethality and range would easily destroy a small-scale beast tide.

Unfortunately, these were things he could only imagine in his mind right now; just now, merely condensing that single fireball had instantly emptied a lot of the fire element magic gathered within his body.

This feeling was just like having fought three hundred rounds, instantly leaving his body hollowed out.

Fortunately, his main cultivation was the path of the knight; as long as the Dou Qi Energy in his body remained, no matter how the magic was consumed, it wouldn't have much of an impact on him.

At most, there was just a tiny bit more of a floating sensation, and he was still that brave, true man.

Letting out a long breath, he withdrew his gaze from the masterpiece he had just created.

Fortunately, this tree was within the range of his residence, and coupled with his deliberate instructions beforehand, it didn't cause any chaos.

The Serfs of Blackwood Town wouldn't notice, and the knight guards inside the residence knew he was cultivating.

A gust of cold wind howled past, and the smell of charred coal in the air instantly dissipated by more than half.

Leaving the window open to clear out the smell in the room, he turned and walked back to sit on the sofa, picking up the Multiple Fireball Roar scroll on the table to look at it again.

Through the trial just now, he saw that his affinity and talent for fire element energy were mediocre.

Even though this was partly because he didn't use his full strength, even if he did use his full strength, given his current magic reserves within his body...

He estimated he could only condense three or four, at most barely five, which was miles away from the hundreds mentioned in the scroll.

For the next period, what he needed to do was find a way to enhance his own fire element affinity; only then could he go further in this Wizardry.

Putting away the Multiple Fireball Roar scroll, he picked up another scroll, Wind Blade of the wind element, and continued to study it earnestly.

To the south of the Tianping Mountain Range, the vast plains were pure white, with a large amount of accumulated snow showing no signs of melting at all.

Near a plot of land close to the Water Marsh Forest, densely packed, thinly clad figures either held iron shovels in their hands or pushed flatbed carts————

Under the supervision and assistance of numerous Soldier, they vigorously cleared the snow around important facilities such as the core town within the Pioneer Territory and the roads leading to the outside world.

The biting cold wind howled across the plains, and the piercing chill made their bodies shiver straight through, yet they still gritted their teeth and persisted in their work.

Not far away on a relatively high flat slope, three young men dressed in luxurious and thick clothing sat together, and thick warmth emanated from the campfire in front of them.

Malz, the broadest in build and most casual in sitting posture among the three, glanced casually at the numerous thin figures clearing snow in the distance.

He rubbed his hands hard and complained: "Didn't the blizzard retreat? Why is it still this freezing ghost of a weather that's going to freeze people to death."

"Alright, stop complaining." Raglan, who sat opposite him with handsome features and skin as white as snow, smiled and comforted him: "Only a few days have passed, how could the temperature rise that fast?"

"Be patient and wait a few more days, the temperature should warm up a bit around then."

"I think it probably won't warm up," Primo said in a deep voice, sitting in the middle position.

"Primo, what do you mean by that?" Raglan showed doubt on his face, and Malz opposite him also looked at him.

Withdrawing his gaze from the Serfs, Primo turned his head to look at the two and replied: "It means literally what it says. Based on my observations of the temperature and environmental changes these past few days..."

"The cessation of the blizzard should only be temporary; otherwise, with the sun out, the accumulated snow wouldn't show the slightest sign of melting."

"So I think in a few days, the blizzard will sweep through every territory in the Western Frontier Territory once again."

"This————" Raglan and Malz looked at each other, momentarily not knowing what to say.

Although the two really didn't want to admit Primo's conjecture, his analysis was indeed well-founded and reasonable, making the two of them genuinely agree.

Letting out a heavy breath, Malz looked displeased: "This Western Frontier Territory really is a damn place; they won't even let us spend the cold winter in peace."

"No need to get angry, Malz. After all, climate change is not something we can control." Raglan stretched his hands closer to the campfire and said indifferently.

Malz curled his lips: "You just have a big heart, Raglan."

Ignoring his complaint, Raglan turned his head to look at Primo and asked curiously: "That's right, Primo, what on earth did you urgently send a letter calling us here for? Could it be that another special magical beast or treasure like the Earth Dragon Fish has appeared?"

"A treasure!" Malz, who was still complaining, lit up his eyes and hurriedly looked at Primo: "Primo, there isn't really a treasure, is there?"

Primo was slightly stunned, and then said somewhat speechlessly: "You guys are thinking a bit too much. Where would there be so many special magical beasts or treasures, let alone rare treasures like the Earth Dragon Fish."

"Tch~, then what did you call us here for?" Malz immediately withdrew his gaze, looking like his interest had greatly diminished.

Raglan beside him didn't say anything, but the smile that had just risen on his face also faded a bit.

Primo didn't feel any displeasure towards Malz's somewhat prickly tone.

He knew Malz's personality well and knew he wasn't really targeting him, just accustomed to speaking bluntly.

Smiling slightly, he continued: "Although there are no rare treasures like the Earth Dragon Fish, this time I have obtained some good intelligence."

"A few days ago, the Giant Elephant Tribe, which previously competed with us for the Earth Dragon Fish, discovered a fine iron mine somewhere inside a small tribe."

"A fine iron mine? Those bastards really have good luck!" Malz looked surprised, and then mocked them harshly; Raglan also nodded in agreement.

When capturing the Earth Dragon Fish previously, it was precisely because of the appearance of the Giant Elephant Tribe that they failed to succeed the first time.

Later on, so many unexpected things happened, and the Earth Dragon Fish was even secretly snatched away by someone of unknown origin.

Although they were extremely displeased with the person who secretly snatched it, what displeased them even more in comparison was the Giant Elephant Tribe. After all, without the appearance of the Giant Elephant Tribe, so many subsequent things wouldn't have happened.

"Eh, that's not right." Malz, who suddenly reacted, shouted out: "Isn't this intelligence favorable to the Giant Elephant Tribe? How can it be called good?"

Facing the two's puzzled gazes, Primo continued: "By itself, it indeed cannot be called good news, but just when the Giant Elephant Tribe was preparing to occupy this fine iron mine..."

"The Shadow Leopard Tribe launched an attack on them and forcefully snatched the fine iron mine into their hands."

"Now, because of the fine iron mine, these two tribes have experienced a strong standoff, with a strong posture of neither side yielding to the other."

"Isn't this kind of situation good news for us?"

"What's good about it?" Malz scratched the back of his head, looking puzzled.

Raglan pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Primo, do you mean that we can take advantage of the battle between these two tribes to make a move on those small tribes?"

"Correct." Primo showed an appreciative smile: "This year's cold winter in the Western Frontier Territory is too fierce, and our territory has lost a lot of resources and population because of it."

"If we don't make it back from somewhere else, the upcoming cold winter will be even harder for us to endure."

"As for the tribal forces close to us, apart from the Giant Elephant Tribe and the Shadow Leopard Tribe, the rest are all small tribes."

"With the united strength of our three territories, we can definitely plunder a lot of resources from these tribes."

Malz suddenly reacted and slapped his forehead heavily: "So that's how it is, why didn't I think of that just now."

"However, just plundering these small tribes is not very exciting; why don't we also take this opportunity to cause some trouble for the Giant Elephant Tribe."

Hearing Malz suddenly say these words, both Primo and Raglan couldn't help showing surprise; they didn't expect Malz to be so bold.

Although the united strength of their three territories was not weak, compared to the Giant Elephant Tribe, it was still not quite enough.

If by any chance they failed to successfully cause trouble for the other party and ended up smelling of trouble themselves, that would truly be clown behavior.

Raglan immediately put forward his opinion: "Malz, I understand your feelings, but the Giant Elephant Tribe is not something we can shake right now. I think it's better not to offend them too deeply."

"What the hell are you cowardly about, Raglan?" Malz's voice suddenly raised several decibels: "Last time, those turtle grandsons of the Giant Elephant Tribe made us lose an Earth Dragon Fish for nothing; I must settle this account."

Raglan quickly persuaded: "Don't rush, Malz, we still need to carefully consider this matter————"

"Consider my ass." Malz directly interrupted him, looking unhappy: "It's hard to come by such a good opportunity; if we don't do it this time, who knows if there will be a next time."

Seeing that Raglan still wanted to say something, Primo raised his hand to signal while putting forward his own thoughts: "Raglan, I think Malz's idea is not entirely unfeasible."

"Such fierce struggles between these two tribes are indeed rare; if we can weaken one side, or even both sides, it will definitely benefit us a lot."

"Of course, your concern is also a problem that cannot be ignored, but I think perhaps we can find a few more helpers."

"Right, right, right, find helpers." Seeing Primo agree with his idea, Malz's face broke into a rich smile.

Seeing Primo propose a solution, Raglan no longer opposed: "However, who should we look for as a helper?"

"Count Theodore's 'military conscription' has just ended, apart from the three of us, it's still unclear who will stay here"

"Currently, guessing which lords might stay, are strong, and are not too far from us, there probably aren't many people."

"How about———— finding Cronin?"

"No!" Malz immediately waved his hand in veto: "This guy is extremely cocky and was annoying when we met before; we must never find him."

Primo nodded in agreement: "Cronin is too overbearing; even if he is willing to help us, he will definitely not listen to our command."

"Plundering tribal forces involves the issue of post-war resource distribution; the leadership of this matter must be in our hands, and we must never find someone we cannot suppress."

Just as the three were discussing candidates, the sound of Knight Captain Willard riding over quickly on horseback attracted the attention of all three.

Springing down from his horse, Willard walked quickly close to the three and bowed respectfully: "Reporting to Lord Primo, the movements of the surrounding lords that you ordered your subordinate to scout have been fully investigated by the people I sent."

"Judging by your look, Willard, did you obtain any important news from this scouting?" Primo noticed a hint of surprise in Willard's eyes.

Malz and Raglan beside him put aside the words on their lips and listened intently together.

"Yes, Lord Primo." Willard nodded and reported respectfully: "The Pioneering Lords who stayed in their territories this time are a bit more than we previously thought, and their excuses are almost all similar to ours."

"However, compared to us and other lords deploying troops at the border to create a false illusion, one lord has truly played for real."

"Played for real!" Primo's eyes narrowed: "Who?"

"Lord Baron Lister Howard."

Willard's expression turned solemn as he said: "According to the intelligence, he led the Knight Squad a few days ago to help the White Cat-Ear Tribe resist the invasion of the Black Wolf Tribe."

"The person leading the army of the Black Wolf Tribe was Prince Asa, and the final result was a crushing defeat, but the specific details of the battle were not found out."

"Prince Asa personally led the army yet suffered a crushing defeat?"

Primo's brows instantly tightened, and his expression was quite surprised: "As far as I know, the strength of the White Cat-Ear Tribe is much weaker than the Black Wolf Tribe."

"Even if they could repel Asas Army, it is absolutely impossible for them to achieve a major victory. Did some accident happen?"

"No, there shouldn't have been any unexpected events during the battle." Willard shook his head.

Hearing this, Primo and Raglan instantly fell into silence.

If it really was as Willard said, then the battle between the White Cat-Ear Tribe and Asas Army was a head-on victory.

They knew the strength of the White Cat-Ear Tribe, so Lord Howard definitely contributed a lot in this matter, or even became a crucial link.

For this neighbor right next to his territory with low presence, a strong sense of curiosity suddenly arose in Primo's heart.

Unlike the contemplation of the two, Malz laughed out loud: "Awesome, this Lister Howard, to actually have the courage to play for real."

"I say, why don't we count him among our choices for helpers?"

Primo and Raglan were startled, then looked at each other, seeing mutual recognition in each other's eyes.

"I've been in the Pioneer Territory for some time, but I haven't met this neighbor of mine yet. I will go personally to discuss this cooperation matter."