Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 397: The Kingdom of Jose

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After traveling through dozens of aristocratic territories in the niche alliance, Locke deeply felt that the lives of residents in different regions were very different.

Especially farmers who mainly farm, their lives depend on the policies of the local lord.

Locke has seen other absurd things in two adjacent territories where the living standards of civilians are extremely different.

"Are there no one in charge of the high lords in the alliance?" On the carriage, Locke peeled Angelina a grape, and curiously asked the attendant outside the carriage.

"Um, the Patriarch has been involved in other things in recent years, so he rarely cares about the small and medium-sized nobles in the alliance." The attendant said embarrassingly.

The Marquis of Kent is the co-elected principal in the alliance, even if he doesn't care, it is really a mess.

"What about the remaining two marquis lord?" Locke asked.

"The Marquis of Torrida doesn't like politics, and the Marquis of Wallen has rarely cared about the affairs of the league since six years ago." The attendant spoke freely.

Locke took a deep look at the attendant. He was good at flattering, but he was also a sensible person who dared to speak.

"I'm afraid it's not the Marquis of Kent who doesn't care, but can't control it." Angelina chuckled and said bluntly.

The attendant pretended not to hear this.

"Where is the next stop?" Locke asked.

"Nura collar, the specialty Dolly sheep there is good, and the meat is top-grade in the league." The attendant said in a guilty way, and his task is to serve the two nobles, Locke and Angelina.

"Hmm." Locke nodded, and the envoy's route was that Locke outlined the general direction, and the attendant and guide led the way.

New pull collar.

Sini collar.

Spaber collar.

Longyal collar.

Edoliel collar.

Ansha collar.

Diego collar.

. . . . . .

From the south of the alliance, from west to north, I don't know how many noble territories have been passed all the way.

Locke also took a relaxing trip to observe and understand the customs of different regions.

Unfortunately, to the west of the niche alliance is the kingdom of Anyador, which has a cold relationship with the Kingdom of Faustan. To the east is the Kadogo region in the swamp basin, which is not the first choice for travel.

I played in the league for almost a month. The New Year was spent in a small town called Sata Town. The exotic New Year was full of exotic flavors and left romantic memories for the lovers of Rock and Angelina.

Going further north, making a circle and returning to the territory of the Marquis of Kent.

Receiving the letter of credence submitted by the Marquis of Kent, Locke reluctantly accepted the space ring hidden at the bottom of the letter of credence.

I didn't expect to come out for a trip, and there could be such good things. Since it was a bribe given by a marquis, Locke felt that the value could not be too low.

As for the things the Marquis wants to ask for, it should all be in that thin book of credentials.

Through observations in the niche alliance, Locke thought that the Marquis-sama was mostly caught in something, otherwise he would not lose control of the small and medium-sized nobles in the alliance.

Lost the protection of the heavy cavalry, the envoy team has shrunk significantly, but it is still huge.

Hundreds of people headed north in mighty force.

This time they did not return the same way, but turned westward, intending to return to Faustin via the Kingdom of Jose.

The Kingdom of Jose is the weakest country with the lowest comprehensive strength among the countries surrounding Faustine. Its territory is only as large as one Del Province, and it is not as deep as the niche alliance.

Small overall strength does not mean that the country is weak. On the contrary, because of the aggressive strategy of its ruler, the right to speak in the surrounding countries is equivalent to that of the niche alliance.

The team of hundreds of people in the envoy, and even two hundred armored soldiers, was stopped by the defenders stationed here just as they approached the border of the Kingdom of Jose.

Locke did not receive the mission of envoying the Kingdom of Joselito, and just passed through by means, but it also attracted the attention of the high-level of the Kingdom of Joselito.

A kingdom earl personally led a team of royal cavalry to come to the border to negotiate with this envoy.

The final result of the negotiations is that the Kingdom of Jose will send a brigade of royal cavalry to ‘protect’ the security of the envoy in the country.

The Royal Cavalry is the trump card of the Kingdom of Jose. The number of troops is only more than 4,000 in one corps. A quarter of them are sent directly to stare at them. Locke feels that he has a lot of face.

"This is the light knight who is as famous as the heavy knight of the Likia Alliance." Angelina said, lying in the carriage window, pointing to the mighty cavalry team outside.

"Yes, there are indeed some doorways." Locke nodded, judging from the combat intensity of ordinary people, this light cavalry is indeed extraordinary, coming and going like the wind, a long sword of iron that cuts like mud, and is practical. Sex exceeds 30% of the ordinary cavalry team.

The feeling of being watched and'protected' is uncomfortable. Nearly a thousand cavalrymen are surrounded, let alone admiring the scenery. Even if Locke gets out of the car and slams on his sore feet, it will cause this group of Jose Kingdom cavalry. The fear and attention.

Knowing that this would not come, Locke complained in his heart that the quasi-knight's strength was not enough to make him do whatever he wanted. In this light cavalry brigade, there is a quasi-knight whose strength is similar to his. Several high-ranking attendants.

Less than the first level, after all, it is not out of the category of ordinary people. It is better than the quasi-knight-level existence. Even if it can easily kill a hundred ordinary soldiers, those one thousand, ten thousand, tired can live tired. dead.

Don't say that you have not reached the first level, you are an official knight of the first level, and it is estimated that they will not dare to attack a 10,000-person army phalanx.

Only those ground knights who are extremely powerful in their physical power and can free themselves from the gravitational constraints of the plane by virtue of their controlled energy, can they ignore the dilemma brought about by quantity.

The overall style of the Kingdom of Jose Locke was not appreciated, but Locke still came into contact with some details.

Different from the strong national wind of the King Faustin, the coexistence of the niche alliance, and the centralization of the Omor Empire, this small country is very similar to the destroyed Kingdom of Charlo. Relatively speaking, the residents here are relatively simple.

Simple means good bullying. If it weren't for a strong authority, it would be hard for Locke to imagine how the Kingdom of Jose would survive in an environment full of powers.

"Under the crown of the prince, further forward is the boundary line between your own country and your country." The earl, who was sent by the high level of the Jose Kingdom, said respectfully on horseback.

Ten years ago, the Kingdom of Faustine had just annexed Charlo. At a time when the country was not stable, the Kingdom of Jose could still jump out with the surrounding countries in an attempt to scrape some benefits.

But now, facing the behemoth Kingdom of Faustan, this country can only choose to bow its head.

A count is so respectful, and Locke's vanity is greatly satisfied.

"Oh? What's there?" Locke pointed to another border line, where a whole corps was stationed outside, and the hoarding amount was close to the Kingdom of Faustan.

"There is the border of the Kingdom of Steel Zee." The count looked up, then said.