The next morning, just as the golden sunlight was shimmering on the castle's spires, Martin began his new day, attentive to the care of five maids. After washing and enjoying breakfast, he walked steadily towards the armor display room.

In the showroom, various types of armor gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the dim light. These were all collected by the housekeeper Lilith.

Martin's eyes swept over the gorgeous armors one after another, and finally selected a set of noble armor that was relatively ordinary but still sophisticated.

With the skilled and orderly assistance of the maids, he quickly dressed. Martin, dressed in armor, stood tall and handsome, and then strode towards the headquarters of the Knights of the Dawn.

At this moment, the headquarters of the Knights of Dawn was a busy and orderly scene.

The knights had already assembled and were lined up in neat rows, like a group of steel lions about to go into battle.

As the core figure of the Knights Templar, Lorga was busy directing various preparations.

He keenly sensed Martin's approach and immediately raised his voice, urging, "Hurry, move quickly! Put all the remaining supplies into the interspatial ring. You, go and get the wildebeest over here! The young master will be here soon!"

After saying that, he turned around and continued to direct several team leaders to move and organize supplies.

When Martin arrived at the base and saw the neat and orderly queue, he was filled with relief.

Seeing this, Luo Jia immediately ran forward and said respectfully, "Young Master, the Dawn Knights now have a total of one thousand members. I have arranged for two hundred knights to stay in Luoqiu Town, and the remaining eight hundred are on standby here."

Martin nodded slightly, his gaze slowly sweeping over each knight. He spoke loudly, "Knights! I will spare you no more heroic words. I have only one command—return alive!" On the training ground, the Knights of the Dawn's response resounded like thunder: "Loyalty!"

When the noise gradually subsided, Martin turned over and rode on the tall and strong wildebeest. With a wave of his hand, he commanded everyone to march out of the castle.

Eric and Frost restrained their breath and followed Martin closely like loyal shadows, ready to protect him at all times.

Teams of knights, clad in gleaming armor, marched in neat, powerful steps, slowly heading towards the outskirts of Luoqiu Town. Civilians lined the streets, stopping to watch, their eyes filled with envy and awe.

Yoder, Roland, and housekeeper Lilith all followed the team and silently saw them off.

After all the knights had left Luoqiu Town, Martin stopped his horse, turned around and said to the people who had seen him off, "Go back and guard my fiefdom well."

With that, he whipped his whip, and the great wildebeest neighed, spreading its hooves and accelerating forward. The Knights of the Dawn quickly followed behind them, their orderly footsteps echoing on the road.

On the way, Martin sent a message to the three families through magic communication: "In half a month, we will reach the border of the Dwarf Kingdom."

The three families were stunned upon receiving the news. They had never imagined that the father was unreliable, and so was his son. Is the battlefield any joke?

They had gone to great lengths and spent a huge amount of money to save the White family from participating in the war, but in the end this kid still had to go to the battlefield.

Especially the Merlin family, who had originally planned to have their daughter marry Martin next year. Now that they have joined the war, the timing is difficult to determine.

Earl Merlin immediately contacted Martin through magic communication. When the call was connected, Earl Merlin asked anxiously, "Little Martin, what are you doing? Do you know that you are getting married next year?"

Martin responded firmly, "I know, but I can't just watch my father risk his life on the battlefield. By the way, does the Merlin family have a magic circle that can accelerate the growth of living things?"

Earl Merlin was stunned for a moment, then he said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Yes, yes, but I was talking to you about marriage, why did you bring up the magic circle?"

After learning about the existence of this magic circle, Martin continued, "Don't worry, Sister Merlin. When I pass through the Middle Realm, I'll come find you to exchange it."

Lord Merlin Lucy was so smart that he knew from Martin's tone that he might have his own plans and confidence.

She stopped dwelling on the matter and said with a smile, "Since you already know the answer, Martin, I won't ask any more questions. But the magic circle you want to exchange is A-level. What do you plan to use in exchange?"

Martin was surprised when he heard this. He had thought this kind of magic circle was at most B-level or below, but he didn't expect it to be A-level. He hurriedly asked, "Sister Lucy, do you have any magic circles below B-level? I'm afraid I can't afford an A-level one."

Count Lucy smiled charmingly and teased, "No, how about paying it with your body?"

Martin's face was immediately filled with rage. Fortunately, Count Lucy quickly added, "There are indeed magic circles of this type below B-rank, but they're far less effective. You might as well just get an A-rank and save yourself the hassle of changing them later."

Martin knew this was the truth, but he really didn't have anything to offer in exchange, so he said, "Let's get a C-grade one."

After hearing this, Count Lucy chuckled and said, "Let's talk about it when you come. Maybe they won't want your things by then." Martin heard this, but he knew in his heart that free things are often the most expensive and should not be accepted easily.

So, the team marched non-stop towards the border of the Dwarven Kingdom. When passing through the territories of Marquis Rodrick and Count Carlos, Martin learned that they had already gone to the battlefield.

The battlefield was now tense and both sides were killing each other. Upon hearing the news, Martin immediately ordered the troops to speed up.

After another week of long journey, Martin and his party arrived at the territory of Duke Merlin in the Middle Realm.

As soon as he entered the middle realm, Martin was acutely aware of something unusual. The air here was rich in magical elements, and the stronger one became, the more pronounced their perception became. The same was true for Eric and Shuang Ning; they could feel the magical elements around them becoming more active.

During the journey, Martin noticed that magicians wearing wizard robes could be seen everywhere.

This is an extremely rare sight in the North. There are very few magicians in the North, and it is rare to see one.

Here, Martin witnessed the comprehensive and sophisticated use of magic in the Middle Territory. Whether it was the magic devices in the street shops or the small spells cast inadvertently by pedestrians, they all demonstrated the Middle Territory's profound magical foundation.

Finally, they arrived at the Magic City, the capital of the Dukedom of Merlin. Before they even approached the city gate, Martin and his group were spotted by a patrol.

Martin was amazed to find that the patrol team consisted entirely of magicians. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This is truly the Middle Territory, with such formidable magical prowess. The Northern Territory, by comparison, is truly far behind."

Martin took out his communication crystal and sent a message to Count Lucy to inform her of his arrival. However, he received no reply for a long time.

A while later, just as Martin was considering whether to send another message, a figure appeared at the city gate. Seeing Martin and the knights lined up neatly behind him, the figure walked straight towards him.

The patrol magicians saw that it was Count Lucy and saluted respectfully. However, Count Lucy had no time to pay attention to them. He walked straight to Martin, grabbed him, and wanted to take him into the city.