After slaying the three orcs, Druna returned to the Sword of the Lost Sword. Arriving at the castle, he walked straight to Martin's room and gently knocked on the door. He waited until Martin's voice echoed from inside before he pushed the door open and entered.
As soon as he entered the room, Del Luna knelt on one knee, handed the space ring to Martin, and said respectfully: "Sir, the mission has been completed." Then, he told Martin the cause and effect and details of the matter without reservation.
Martin listened, his expression growing increasingly serious, a look of shock on his face. He hadn't expected the orcs to be so bold. If they weren't careful, the extraordinary army would likely be annihilated in the Fallen Autumn Mountains.
After all, there are three Sky Knight-level monsters and a frost dragon with the strength of a Sky Magician that have been confirmed to exist in the Luoqiu Mountains. This force is so powerful that it will bring about a catastrophic disaster if you are not careful. Even the kingdom has no way to deal with it.
After listening to the report, Martin took the space ring handed to him by Del Luna. He took out another space ring from his storage space, handed it to Del Luna, and said, "There are a thousand gold coins and some potions in it. Take it." After Del Luna took it, Martin waved his hand and signaled him to leave.
As soon as Druna left, Martin impatiently sat down on a chair and placed the several space rings he had just received on the table, carefully examining them one by one. As he examined them more deeply, his eyes widened and the look of surprise on his face became more intense.
There are more than 200,000 gold coins in the ring. In addition, there are various precious potions, upgraded armor, sufficient food and other supplies. This is really a very rich harvest.
Martin, overwhelmed with excitement, immediately ordered his servants, "Go, call all my guards." Soon, eight guards lined up neatly and quickly arrived at Martin's room. Martin's sharp eyes swept over them one by one, carefully selecting three of them and pointing at them, saying, "You three, follow me."
Afterwards, Martin, along with the three guards, called over the communication crystal to Del Luna, who had just left. Del Luna quietly left the city in groups of two.
Since they had no horses, the other three were only Black Iron Knights, and most importantly, Martin was an ordinary person, after two hours of struggling, they finally arrived at the previous valley. Everything here was still the same as before, quiet and peaceful, without any change.
Martin looked around and gave orders to the three guards, telling them to stand on either side of the valley. Then, he leaned over and took out 166,500 gold coins from his space ring, skillfully dividing them into three piles.
After everything was ready, Martin took a deep breath, his eyes filled with anticipation, ready to help the guards advance. With a thought, the three piles of gold coins slowly disappeared, as if pulled by an invisible force.
At the same time, a strange light appeared on the guards' bodies, and their strength levels soared from bronze to silver, and finally successfully broke through to the gold level.
As they advanced, a powerful, oppressive aura washed over them. Martin felt the weight of it, as if a huge rock were pressing down on his chest. Fortunately, Del Luna was by his side. Del Luna quickly stepped forward, his knightly power surging through him, shielding Martin from the overwhelming pressure.
Afterwards, Martin pulled out a communication crystal from his pocket and sent a message to the butler, informing him that he would be back in a few days. After doing this, Martin and Del Luna came to the foot of a lush tree.
Martin raised his head slightly, looked at Del Luna, and said, "Go and pick up some dry firewood. We have been busy for so long. It's late at night and we should have some midnight snack." After that, he took out some fresh monster meat and a bottle of fruit wine from the space ring and placed them on the grass beside him.
Soon, Druna returned with a bundle of dry firewood and quickly built a fire to roast the meat. The flames danced, the aroma of the meat filled the air, and Martin, sitting nearby, couldn't contain himself and began to devour the food. Druna would occasionally nibble a few bites, but most of the food went into Martin's stomach.
After tossing and turning like this for most of the night, Martin gradually felt sleepy. He found a comfortable place under a tree and slowly fell asleep, while Deluna quietly guarded him.
In the days that followed, his advancement progressed smoothly. During this time, the Earl concernedly inquired about Martin's return date and whether he needed any assistance. Martin replied that he expected it to be within the next two days and that he hadn't encountered any significant problems. Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, it was the fourth day.
This time, everyone advanced directly from Black Iron Knight to Gold Knight. Due to different physical qualifications, some people adapted to the changes of advancement in just three days and steadily restrained their aura; while others found it difficult to control, with their aura released and retracted at times, as if they were about to go out of control at any time, but they forcibly suppressed it again and again.
Time quietly passed to the seventh day, and the last knight finally successfully advanced to the Golden Knight. During these seven days, many things happened. Karen also contacted Martin, urging him to return as soon as possible, and told him that the Marquis and others were facing a dire defense situation in Frostridge.
Since there was no strategic terrain to defend in the Frost Ridge, they could only passively defend. On the first day, the orcs' attack was not fierce, but for some reason, on the second day, the orcs attacked like crazy, with an extremely fierce offensive.
The casualties in this battle were huge, almost reaching a ratio of three Black Iron Knights for one Orc. Such losses were unacceptable to the Marquis and other nobles.
After hearing this, Martin speculated that perhaps the orcs learned that their wealth had been robbed and were eager to make up for their losses. However, they were afraid of the two golden knights who had appeared before and did not dare to invade the earldom, so they could only turn to attack the Frost Ridge.
However, Martin never expected that Coulson had already considered the problem of insufficient high-end combat power and dispatched two golden shamans to the Orc King. They pretended to attack Frostridge to confuse the human coalition, but in fact they separated half of the Orc army to prepare a surprise attack on the Sword of the Lost City.
Once the Golden Shaman reached the Orc Legion on the Frost Zero Plains, they launched a general offensive, planning to first capture the Oath of the Sword, consolidate their forces, and then march all the way to Dragonfang Pass. Meanwhile, the Kingdom's Royal Legion was about to enter the North.