The spring sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.
The little farce last night did not have much of an impact on the army.
As soon as the sky brightened, the army set off as usual and continued to chase the traces of the trolls to the north.
Of course, the word "chase" was not very appropriate.
This was because the speed of the Black Cavalry was too slow.
Colin always felt that Marquis García seemed to be deliberately waiting for something.
Moreover, at such a slow speed, the troll army had probably already retreated from the Northern Frontier.
Perhaps, this was Marquis García's plan?
Win without a fight?
Although he was full of doubts, Colin did not dare to question the supreme commander of the Black Cavalry.
Moreover, here, and even in the entire Northern Frontier, no one dared to question Marquis García's military orders.
At the rear of the army, Colin once again lay down on the flatbed trailer that he had just left.
In fact, his injury this time looked very scary, but it was not dangerous at all.
Vera, on the other hand, was quite frightened. She once again looked for Archbishop Raven and asked him to personally cast a healing spell on Colin.
The healing spell cast by the archbishop was indeed very effective. After only one night, Colin could already feel that his wound was itching and showing signs of healing.
However, he was not too happy.
After all, what he wanted was not the healing spell, but the holy water!
Unfortunately, the archbishop had really run out of holy water.
Sigh, it was a waste of a good show.
It seemed that he would have to find a way to get some holy water from the church in the future.
After all, compared to the blood of a high-ranking knight, pure holy water was relatively easier to obtain, although it was rare.
Moreover, it was safe and stable without any risks.
Just as Colin was lying on the trailer and began to have ideas about the church, Oliver quickly rushed over and reported:
"Sir Colin, Sarre he … he …"
"He ran away?" Colin glanced at the sweaty fatty, and a sinister look flashed across his face.
If Sarre really dared to run away, then Colin would definitely label him as a deserter so that he wouldn't be able to survive in the Northern Frontier.
"No, no, he didn't run."
"Could it be that he dares not to come?" This time, Colin was a little surprised.
A mere mercenary dared to disobey the orders of a noble?
Just as Colin was about to order Raymond to slaughter that filial son, he heard Oliver shake his head.
"No, Sarre has already joined the Su Duo Family's team. And when I asked Knight Cynthia for the person, she... she... "
"What did she say?" Colin's voice was cold.
Oliver shrank back and whispered, "She said … you don't have the right to order the people of the Su Duo Clan …"
"Hehe." Colin's face turned green.
This filial son could see the situation clearly. He actually managed to latch onto another thick thigh so quickly.
And that crazy woman from the Su Duo Clan, it looked like she really planned to fight Colin to the end.
Taking a deep breath, Colin calmed himself down.
He felt that he didn't need to be anxious.
The Su Duo Clan that had lost their fief was just yesterday's flower. How long could that crazy woman protect Sarre?
Sooner or later, Colin would send that filial son to hell to reunite with his father.
But this time, Colin seemed to have miscalculated.
Because in just a few days, Icestone City was reclaimed by the Su Duo Clan.
Moreover, the entire reclaiming process was unbelievably simple.
When the Black Guards slowly made their way north, they discovered that not only did they not encounter any troll armies along the way, the trolls had even completely abandoned the cities that they had once occupied.
Yes, completely abandoned.
The troll soldiers had all left, as if they had never been there.
And so, the fleeing lords and nobles that Black Cavalry had gathered along the way were instantly energized.
They led their defeated soldiers and "killed" their way back into the empty cities, announcing that they had reclaimed their lost territories.
Because Black Cavalry was maintaining order.
There was no fighting over territory. The lords all tacitly only led their armies into their original fiefs and didn't steal anyone else's cities.
There were even a few clans whose heirs had all died, and no one dared to take over their territories.
After all, the victory this time was completely built on Black Cavalry's reputation. The other lords were just following behind Black Cavalry to take advantage of the situation.
If they still didn't know what was good for them and took over something that didn't belong to them, then Marquis García wouldn't be polite to them.
In the eyes of the lords, those ownerless fiefs naturally had to be handed over to Marquis García to deal with.
So, no matter how much Colin gritted his teeth and cursed the Su Duo Clan's bullshit luck, Cynthia had reclaimed Icestone City without shedding a drop of blood.
The revival of the Su Duo Clan seemed to be in sight.
Afterwards, Black Cavalry set up camp on the outskirts of Icestone City.
Icestone City was the largest city closest to the Sky Ice Plains in the northeastern region of the Northern Frontier. Marquis García seemed to be preparing to stay here for a long time and didn't have any intentions of continuing north to attack the trolls.
Cynthia, who had reclaimed Icestone City, was feeling proud of her success. She immediately invited Marquis García and the other nobles into Icestone City and announced that a banquet would be held three days later to celebrate this "great victory."
Colin also received an invitation to the banquet, but he felt that the crazy woman didn't have any intentions of letting bygones be bygones.
Although it couldn't be considered a banquet at Hongmen, Colin felt that Cynthia definitely wouldn't let him have an easy time at the banquet.
Of course, Colin wouldn't be scared.
He really wanted to see what kind of "program" that crazy woman had arranged for him.
He hoped that it wouldn't disappoint him.
"Oliver." Colin put down the banquet invitation in his hand and called out.
"Sir, what orders do you have?"
For the past few days, Oliver had been ordered around by Colin like a servant. It could be considered his punishment for revealing Colin's secret of using a fake identity.
"I need a set of formal attire for the banquet. Do you know which tailor shop in Icestone City can make it?"
Colin had snuck out this time by hiding his identity, so he naturally wouldn't bring something like formal attire with him.
Hearing this, Oliver hurriedly put on a flattering smile, "Sir Colin, our Tulip Merchant Guild has a branch in Icestone City. There are definitely excellent tailors there who can make a beautiful formal attire for you!"
Colin looked at Oliver with a smile that wasn't a smile, but didn't say anything.
Until the fat merchant felt his hair stand on end and sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Alright, then let's go to the place you mentioned."
"Yes!" Oliver let out a long sigh of relief.
Ever since he saw the viciousness Colin displayed in his battle with Cynthia that night, Oliver was especially afraid of this heir to the title of Baron.
Even though Oliver had faced other nobles with higher titles before, no one had been able to give him such a strong sense of oppression.
When Colin didn't immediately agree to Oliver's suggestion, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.
That was because the Tulip Merchant Guild was Oliver's territory. When he suggested going there to find a tailor, it was obvious that he wanted to take the opportunity to break away from Colin's control.
However, Colin had agreed.
This made Oliver even more anxious.
The banquet was in three days. Time was tight, so the two didn't delay and immediately went to the Tulip Merchant Guild's branch that Oliver had mentioned.
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