Chapter 38: The Banquet in the Military Camp

  Baron Teal, Dean is very familiar with him. He has some of the noble's bad habits, but he can't be considered a useless guy at all. Even if he's a bit too eager to show off and often gives up halfway through, which leads to failure, this cannot deny that his starting point is good.

  Of course, if this baron had some ability, it would be even better.

  In Dean's memory, after the outbreak of the Blood Moon War, in Wobang County, Baron Teer was the first to raise the war flag, and eventually died in battle without retreating or surrendering. Compared to those who abandoned their cities at the sight of the wind in the Emerald Kingdom, even leading their own troops to change flags, this baron did well enough.

  In addition, Dean did not have any ill feelings towards this Baron of Tyr because he had once saved his life.

  However, in order for this somewhat stereotypical baron to acknowledge his identity as the leader of the Knights Templar, Dean understood that he had to do three things -

  First and foremost, Dean needs to be recognized by the existing members of the Knights.

  Secondly, he needs to avenge his predecessor, the former head of the Knights' Order, and kill those bandits who ambushed the elite of the Knights.

  Finally, and most importantly, his noble status that he shouldn't have had.

  But what Dean knew about Baron Tiel was the last thing that mattered, and even if the first two didn't hold true, as long as the last one did, it would be enough.

  He knew very well that this baron treated ordinary people and nobles with an attitude that was worlds apart.

  Of course, in the Emerald Kingdom, it's not just Baron Teal, most of the nobles are like that.

  Fortunately, the current Dean now has enough gold to prove his 'identity' - a rich man is not necessarily a nobleman, but if he is a nobleman, he must be a rich man, even if it's a declining nobleman, after all, one or two family heirlooms are enough to make him live a life that is not dignified but wealthy.

  As for Pots and the Knights' elite being ambushed by bandits?

  Nature is also part of Dean's plan!

  To quickly gain command of an army, the best way is undoubtedly to establish sufficient prestige, and the easiest way to gain prestige is naturally to lead this army to victory again and again - Dian was thinking so, and his goal was the elite bandits who ambushed the Knights in the snowy forest within the territory of Tiel.

  After the time buffer of these few days, Dean can confirm that the Knights' elite he arranged to fight against Snow Bear were completely defeated and the latter was injured and escaped. The situation has been discovered by those thieves who are all over the snowy forest, and facing the dead bodies of the fully armed Knights' elite, these thieves will not be polite at all.

  And once they picked up the 'spoils of war' from those corpses, it would naturally shift the blame to Dean.

  As for the interpretation of thieves?

  Due to the animosity between the two sides, in the territory of Tyre, from the Baron of Tyre down to an ordinary vassal, no one would believe the words of a group of bandits.

  After all, those cruel bandits, when they rob, will not distinguish whether you are a noble or a commoner.

  ……

  "Captain! Captain!"

  When the voice of militia captain Siren came from outside the door, Dean had already dressed up again and leaned on the chair to pretend to sleep for a while.

  As soon as he heard this shout, Dean immediately stood up spiritedly and walked towards the door.

  "Captain, your victory banquet is ready!"

  The young militia captain saw Dean walking out and said with a smile.

  There is joy in having such a generous superior, and excitement about being able to have a good meal - for this young person who has not yet seen the world, a good meal is something worth getting excited and looking forward to; and in fact, in Tiel's territory, only on a few very special holidays each year is there such anticipation.

  But this time, there was suddenly one more.

  How can Xiren not be excited?

  If he hadn't been reminded to come and report to Dean, and if Dean hadn't appeared as the main character, he would have rushed towards those jam-covered, honey-glazed white breads and roasted meats long ago, of course, along with some rare vegetables in this season.

  However, compared to the former, the latter's appeal is much smaller for Westerners.

  Especially those white breads, he hadn't tasted them for almost two years.

  "Let's go and see what delicious food Aike has brought back for us!"

  Dean looked at the young militia captain's urgent appearance, and they didn't stay any longer. They walked into the same military camp hall where Dean was entertained last time once again.

  But last time, Dean was still in the status of a guest.

  But this time, Dean was the host instead ——

  "Squad leader!"

  "Squad leader!"

  As Dean appeared, the young people who had been surrounding the dinner table all shouted and bowed.

  Of course, young people's attention is more focused on food.

  "White bread, roasted meat, vegetables...... Hmm, and is this a local wine?"

  Dean glanced at the table where a pyramid of white bread was stacked, and three large slabs of meat, which he inferred to be wild boar or similar animals judging from their size. The vegetables were in an extra-large bowl, accompanied by that familiar wine jug.

  Obviously, this young man named Ai Ke took his advice and went straight to 'Snow Bear's Home' to buy it.

  "Yes, Captain, it's very good liquor here!"

  The thin and weak militia captain nodded.

  "Great, although a bit spicy throat... but, good job... you did well, Aike!"

  Dein was not stingy with his praise, and in the smile of this slender militia captain, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Everyone, the celebration banquet has begun - except for the food and wine left for the soldiers on duty, the rest... depends on your own abilities! What are you looking at? Whoever grabs it is whoever's!"

  After finishing, Dean picked up the plate and took some food, then flashed two steps to one side. He didn't forget to stir up the atmosphere with a sentence; while the young people around him were stunned for a moment, but in the next moment, they rushed towards the dinner table like a swarm of bees, even the two young team leaders were no exception.

  "Damn it, Xi Leng, that white bread is mine!"

  "Ai Ke, shut up, are you a dog?"

  "Cheers, Mahler, my drink!"

  ……

  Dean stood by, eating and loudly shouting "Add oil", at this moment, he had completely lost the slightest aristocratic demeanor, only with a temperament belonging to a soldier, sincere, passionate and full of blood - in fact, this was Dean's true temperament, whether as an assassin, killer or underground businessman, he had been changing identities all along, but his nature had not changed at all.

  Because this is one of the things he considers most precious - the words and teachings of that Grand Duchess.

  In fact, such a scramble before meals was also taught by the Grand Duchess herself.

  Of course, the lady was practicing teamwork in a small range.

  What about Dean?

  It is entirely for the sake of getting close to and being on good terms with one's soldiers - 'Wanting to be a good general, eating and living together is just the foundation!'

  Dyne, who remembered the Duchess's words, finished eating the food on his plate and then joined the scramble.

  In an instant, the entangled team was blown apart by Dean - far beyond the physical strength of ordinary people, and those special small tricks allowed Dean to rush through the team of young people, kicking one foot from time to time, punching another.

  At the same time, he didn't forget to pick up food and put it in his mouth.

  Soon, Dean's behavior sparked public outrage. When a reckless young man rushed towards Dean and was thrown away by Dean without any reprimand, the young people immediately shifted their target to Dean - they had already seen that if they didn't squeeze out Dean, they would not be able to eat a big meal at all.

  However, it is clear that young people still underestimated Dean's strength.

  Dizzy and disoriented, with a bruised nose and swollen face.

  These young people from hunter families will not give up easily, especially when food is in front of them.

  And gradually, Dean was somewhat unable to support himself - the physical quality of a normal adult should be at '1', while the young people in front of him, although they had been malnourished for a long time, still had a good foundation for their physical quality, and their strength and agility reached '1.1' or '1.2' without any problem; but Dean's current stats were [Strength: 1.7] [Agility: 1.7] [Physical Quality: 1.7], although far surpassing those of the young people, it was not to the point where he could directly crush them.

  Perhaps facing one at a time was no problem, but after nearly thirty, Dean was still unable to keep up.

  Feeling his breathing quicken and taking a few consecutive punches due to his dwindling physical strength, Dean burst out laughing and retreated from the crowd, but still clutching a piece of white bread in his hand - what he needed was to bridge the gap between them, not to be abused, and also to fill his empty stomach.

  "It's all yours now!"

  Saying that, Dean sat straight up in the main seat of the hall, quietly watching as after a slight pause, the battle became even more intense.

  Undoubtedly, with Dean's presence, even if they wouldn't be scolded, the young people's hierarchical thinking still made it difficult for them to let go of their hands and feet. After Dean left, these physically exhausted young people became even hungrier, which made them absolutely merciless. Looking at Xiren's red nose and bloody mouth, he knew.

  Just as the battle for food was getting more intense, Aike, who was slightly thin and weak, withdrew from the circle and came to Dean's side.

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