Chapter 16: Knight Realm, Campaign of Conquest!
Entering the realms before the Grand Knight realm was relatively simple; the concept was to gather pure energy in one's system and accumulate until an approximate amount was sufficient to break through the limitation that stunted the human body from undergoing an evolution.
Simply, pure energy held the role of a destroyer, something that could break the barrier that limits the human constitution.
That's why the measurement unit to dictate someone's future was based on how attractive one's system was; to which everyone called 'talent'.
The variables in the equation would drastically increase when one tried to enter the Grand Knight, but that's the talk of the future.
After a few hours of practice, Fredrinn successfully breaks the barrier and has officially become a knight expert.
Usually, the least improvement one would experience was three times their strength in this process, but for Fredrinn, it would be exceptional already if his strength was improved by two times.
And that is exactly what almost happened! Fredrinn calmly looked at his information, and a sense of trepidation shook his heart.
[ Personal Information ]
| Name: Fredrinn
| Current Force: Village (Level 1)
Family Members: 3
Members: 1,894
Livestock: 562
Total Strength Gathered: 673,270 kg.
| Realm: Knight
| Ability: Amplified Punch (Coal)
| Talent:
Family: Epic Talent (Black Gold)
Member: Strong and Healthy Physique (Coal)
| Total Strength: 2,08 million kilograms.
| Overall Evaluation: Invincible Under the Master Realm.
He exceeded his expectations. His strength had surpassed the Grand Knight realm before he started his conquest. If not for the lack of appropriate abilities and scriptures of his stage, perhaps even a Master expert wouldn't be able to take him head-on.
Fredrinn hurriedly went outside and distanced himself from the village. He arrived at the foot of a mountain quickly, proving his speed as a knight.
He waved his own fists. He felt somewhat surreal. These fists could exert over 2 million kilograms... Was this the wondrous part of a fantasy world?
"This much strength would be able to destroy this mountain, right?"
When it comes to combat power, pure power was considered crucial, but control was more important. Fredrinn admitted that he was terrible at this. After all, he had no one to teach him.
Back then, when he killed the lackeys of the branch family, he was able to crush them all without hurting his people because he didn't even perform an attack; he merely used a fraction of his power to put them under the pressure of the air resistance a wave of his hands produced, which was easy to control because of how effortless it was.
He cupped his chin. Perhaps he could conjure several moves that could control the amount of strength he exerted?
Fredrinn's eyes lit up. That's feasible!
It took a while. He experimented with everything he knew. From a wave, a light push, a normal punch, a roundabout kick, and others. At last, he used everything he had in a punch, and a significant percentage of the mountain was directly crushed.
After a day of training, Fredrinn could identify the amount of strength he'd be able to exert in these moves.
A light push contained 5% of his strength, which approximately amounted to over 100,000 kg, equivalent to the weakest Grand Knight.
A push, a wave, or any normal movements contained 20% of his strength: 400,000 kg! Equivalent to a late Grand Knight.
A punch, a kick, and any other offense means containing 45% of his strength: 900,000 kg! Equivalent to a peak Grand Knight.
A significant attack, such as a concentrated punch or an effortful kick, contained 90% of his strength: 1.80 million kg! Invincible in the Grand Knight realm.
And finally, when he gave his everything, including the Amplified Punch, he would burst out with 110% of his strength: 2.35 million kg! Hypothetically equivalent to an early Master.
Perhaps if he wasn't burdened by his responsibilities as a Lord, he would be capable of overthrowing the Mystyr Kingdom! However, even though the comprehensive difference was clear, he definitely wouldn't do something so reckless.
As long as he was unaware of even the smallest detail about the kingdom, he couldn't do as he pleased!
Such a kingdom has its own foundation and mystery. Thinking that its strength was limited to the Grand Knight realm would be a severe underestimation!
Soon, the moon was already bright. It was midnight.
Fredrinn went back to the village without any scruples and quietly entered his home. His strength brought him confidence and ease.
Inside his humble house, in the dining room, Rea was waiting, with Maltel sitting across her.
Their haggard faces lit up upon his presence. Seeing this, Fredrinn's indifferent heart couldn't help but turn warm.
"Welcome home, Darling."
"This wife greets her husband."
Thus, his night was peacefully spent in the presence of his two wives. They didn't do anything.
Fredrinn was too strong; how could his wives possibly withstand his mighty strength? Perhaps when they entered the knight realm, he would be able to please his wives without overstepping a certain boundary of his wives' minds.
If he forced his way through, he feared that his wives wouldn't be able to regain their clarity because of how 'intense' the activity was, turning them absentminded for who knows how long. Such a severe consequence; he's willing to hold it back!
Tomorrow morning, all of the combatants were gathered at the outskirts of the village. Unlike last time, Rea and Cecy didn't show any worry. There are almost a hundred squires and a knight, not to mention the unfathomable Fredrinn, whose strength was unprecedented!
Regarding this, of course, Cecy was aware. After all, her daughter-in-laws kept complaining and relishing about his mightiness!
"My son is mighty!"
Fredrinn was no longer cladded in his rusty armor. Instead, a brand new set sported his heroic figure, along with the iconic fur cape threaded and knitted by the craftsmanship of his wife.
His men are also mighty. With iron swords strapped into their belts and their shining armor, reflecting the heroic light to their nearest wives!
"Men, today we will not return in despair. We will not return in pain and sadness. Today, we will return victorious! We'll conquer men, impress women, and be admired by children! Today, we will be the winners with our indomitable spirit!"
"We will bring glory to our name! We will bring peace to our people! And we will show the narrow-sighted the vastness of this world!"
"We will not be madmen and dictators who will raze everything down; today, we will be the enlighteners that brought the shining light that pierces the darkness, cleansing the clouded mind of the ignorant!"
"Today, we will be rulers! We will be Conquerors!"
It was just an impulse that came from his heart to bring light called hope and justice and to shroud the darkness with the sense of belonging mended by honor!
Fredrinn was exhausted with how hopeless this world was, and so he wished to bring light.
Even if it was artificial and insignificant to the sheer size of the darkness that shrouded this world, it could not be underestimated. After all, humans will always thrive as long as there's hope!
More importantly, it's good to ignite enthusiasm and bravery in his men's hearts!
His men cheered loudly as their faces turned flushed. The women squealed delightfully, wanting to kiss their husbands right here and there.
There's no need to mention Rea and Maltel; if not for their tender body, Fredrinn wouldn't definitely be able to escape for at least two whole days!
With a rhythmic march, they set out heroically. To counter desperate situations, ten squires were left behind along with the secret weapons Kel bought from his connections.
Fredrinn was still unclear about their function, but Kel assured him that even a knight would explode to death if they took it head-on! Coincidentally, those ten squires were also his trusted men, so they were already familiar with the procedure.
If not for this, there's no way Fredrinn would personally lead his men!
The whole kingdom doesn't know that today, a formidable, invincible force would slowly encroach its power dynamic!
"My Lord, the men are ready to follow your plans."
After a few hours, they finally came to a stop. Before them, a peaceful village was exposed to their sight. Fredrinn saw the playful children, along with the farmer maidens tending the field. The men are hard-working, doing all the heavy work to keep the village running.
Such a peaceful sight; one that could easily be destroyed by an irresponsible expert.
Back then, Fredrinn, along with Ter and his men, conquered the villages and tribes through force. They killed the formidable ones and hauled their precious; it was a very barbarous method.
It was somewhat of a miracle that aside from the 500-plus members in his village, he still had over 1,800 members. Those people must be very obedient.
Now, however, he wished to be a genuine ruler; one that brought benefits to the people and enriched their livelihood. After all, his strength came from his people!
"Kel, can you handle the diplomacy?"
"Fret not, my Lord. I'm confident in my speech. I've been in their position before, so I understand exactly what they want."
Kel replied with a cunning glint in his aged eyes. Soon, Fredrinn and his men stepped into the village's vicinity.
It started rough; the vigorous young men resisted harshly, but they were held back by his men, so no one was harmed. Fortunately, the leader of the village who soon came out of his dwelling was not as naive as these guys; he was very aware of the situation outside, which is exactly why the village could be at peace.
He was working hard to maintain it, and now there's an opportunity to concreted it even further; how could he possibly refuse?
Kel's tempting terms also moved him deeply.
"I understand the hardships a village head must bear to protect our home; I was dictated to such a fate. I was just a small squire back then. But just by joining the Lord, I was granted an opportunity to enter the fabled knight realm. And I did it!"
"Such a generous Lord!"
From afar, it looked like an old man was trying to con his junior; a very dubious sight indeed. Fredrinn, despite his little moral code, felt somewhat embarrassed.
Still, it worked out very well. The member's count increased seamlessly, reaching the number of 2,100.
The process was unbearably smooth, to the point where his men were doubtful of what they saw.
"My Lord, the village has been conquered without any bloodshed. I merely spent 5 gold coins out of our abundant reserve to bring a village under our leadership."
"Good job!"
This Kel, he was indeed very good. Fredrinn grinned shamelessly. What better way to conquer than offering some interests?
He, an expert, understood the most important factor to achieve a smooth campaign of conquest!
Of course, like those corruptors in his previous life, he must gain 'profit' by giving out benefits. For example, stealing the tax money! But that's evil and unprincipled.
I, Lord Fredrinn, am righteous!
Fredrinn's eyes slowly tilted to the direction of the Litel Trading Site, where the three viscounts resided. He smirked evilly.
I wonder how much tax money you had been collecting there. Hehe...
"Kel, continue the established plan. I have some additional agendas."
Kel looked perplexed; other than conquering villages without bloodshed through interests, what else did they talk about?
It wasn't strange. Kel was a genuine village head; other than his personal wealth, he had given everything else for the Hebel Village. Gaining profit was simply the last thing on his mind.
Fredrinn was satisfied regarding this.
So, it's better to do it himself then!
This world shall know the righteous Lord Fredrinn, who gave the evil rich's money to the poor!
But before that, Fredrinn decides to plant another layer of contingent to assure the village's obedience.
The village head, who held a look of glee as he stored the gold coins, was scared and speechless when a colossal explosion was heard across the village. He went out of his personal workshop and was stunned.
"O-Our new Lord... Is capable of doing such a thing?"
"It seems like going under his leadership was the right choice!"
Right in the square village, Fredrinn calmly retracted his fist as his fur cape swayed by the air. Above him, the clouds were blown as if an unimaginable power had forced them to part.
Fredrinn slowly looked around and offered a smile, "No worry, my people! My strength is undeterred; do not fret! For I, the bearer of ungodly strength, will be the one who will lead you!"
Amid the cheering villagers, the village head's face was ashen. His heart trembled. The previous five gold coins don't seem to be so tantalizing now...
How was he supposed to resist against that?
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