Chaotic Times

"Tsk, these nobles are really persistent!" Duke Charles curled his lips.

"Why can't they just stay in their little land?"

"It's not like we heavily tax them," Duke Darwin complained.

"Heh! What can they rely on besides their numbers?" Duke Thomas added.

Although there are more than a dozen tier 3 knights on the noble's side, they are not united.

Furthermore, it's not that there are only three of them who fight.

They also have more than a dozen armies of tier 3 knights.

Unlike the ragtag group of nobles, their army is well-trained.

...

Outside the city:

"Dukes, you should hand over control of the kingdom array quickly."

"Or what?" Duke Charles smiled.

"Or you will die without a burial," Lord Harington said coldly.

Soon, more than 30 tier 3 knights came up on the noble's side.

"So, this is your confidence?"

"Just 30 tier 3 knights? You're underestimating us too much."

With a clap, more than 20 tier 3 knights came to the Duke's side.

"Fight!"

Soon, a clash of swords and magic ensued outside the city.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The deafening sound finally alerted the people in the city, thinking that it was a real battle this time.

The archers, tribunes, and various projectiles on top of the wall were useless, except for consuming more of the enemy's mana.

There were also tier 2 great mages on support, but with the lack of inheritance, they could barely damage the tier 3 earth knights.

After a few hours of fighting, just as the dukes were about to win, a tier 4 knight appeared.

"I'm not late, aren't I?" 

"Who are you?" One of the dukes asked.

"Hehe, I'm just a hired mercenary."

With a slash, a tier 3 knight's life was taken out.

"Disgusting! Where did you get the money to hire a tier 4 sky knight mercenary?" Duke Charles asked, preparing to escape.

"Oh, Harington promised to give me all the looted money in the city," Bartolom, the mercenary, teased.

"What?! Are you crazy?" Duke Charles finally changed his expression.

Because they had just occupied the city for a while, they didn't know how much wealth was inside.

However, according to their rough estimate, there must be at least 100 million gold in it.

That's enough to buy a tier 4 slave if one were for sale.

"Hehe, unfortunately, we are in a rush," Harington muttered.

He was also hurt by the amount of money that he needed to pay.

"Go end it quickly!"

"I know."

Soon, Bartolom accelerated the harvesting Tier 3 knights like vegetables.

However, as time passed they suddenly noticed that the dukes had disappeared.

"Where are they?" Harington looked intently at Bartolom.

"I don't know; they just suddenly disappeared," Bartolom shrugged his shoulders.

"Anyway, our agreement is only to conquer the city and control the array."

"There's nothing that says I need to kill the dukes."

"Fine," Harington said coldly.

He had overlooked this part.

But there was nothing he could do with Bartolom's strength if not for their contract.

Harington didn't even dare to order him.

Soon tier 3 knights and the guards either died or surrendered as they took over the city.

Bartolom also got the money, but it's only about 10 million.

Apparently, before the prince and princess escaped, they took a lump of the money.

Bartolom still wanted more but as was he was bound by the contract.

He needed to leave quickly without harming the people in the noble's alliance.

After Bartolom left, the knife that was hanging above them was gone.

Overlooking the city, they couldn't help but think of their future.

"Finally, we nobles have countered the kingdom!"

The nobles celebrated, thinking about how to distribute the land.

What they didn't know is that in the dark, three disgraced dukes looked at the city with coldness.

"This Harington is such a shameless bitch!"

"How dare he bring outsiders into our kingdom!"

"If we can't have it, then they can't have it either!"

The three dukes huddled for warmth as they discussed how to wrest control of the kingdom away from the nobles.

...

As months passed, various tier 2 to tier 3 powerhouses on the noble's side were assassinated.

At first, the noble alliance thought it was only a matter of personal interest.

They were even pleased as there were fewer competitors.

But with the increasing death rate, the noble alliance began to investigate more deeply.

Finally, with some luck, the dukes showed their traces, confirming that it was their doing.

The noble alliance was furious and quickly sent a ten-man tier 3 knight army.

As long as the dukes were sighted, they would be killed.

But the dukes were also smart.

They felt that their revenge was sufficient, and left the sunburnt plateau.

With their strength, they could still lead a carefree life anywhere they went.

Knowing that the dukes had left, the noble alliance who was fuming with anger had no one to vent.

Initially, they could barely control the kingdom with their strength.

But the loss caused by the dukes was significant.

As the days passed, nobles with some power rebelled and sought independence.

After some negotiations, the noble alliance agreed and granted independence.

As for those weak cities, they were either conquered or annexed by others.

Soon, the Faerie Kingdom became a mixture of territories.

On one side, the noble alliance ruled one-third of the kingdom.

On the other side, nobles with some strength were fighting all over the place for bits of land.

...

In Moonshadow City:

Maximus looked at the stack of invitations on his desk.

"Tsk, throw these all into the trash," Maximus ordered his butler, Gerard.

"In the future, don't bother sending these things to my desk."

"As you wish, Master," Gerard bowed and removed all the invitation letters.

"Why can't the world be a peaceful place?" Maximus sighed.

The invitations on the table were from various noble groups inviting him to join them in their conquest.

The Faerie Kingdom was only so big, and they wanted to eliminate more competitors.

Seeing that Maximus had two tiers 3 knights at his disposal, the others wanted to invite him.

As for Maximus being a tier 2 great mage, they didn't care.

Although mages are stronger than knights that is within the same tier.

After all, a mage had a superior range than that of a knight.

But below their tier?

That was just a joke; a mage's spell would merely tickle them.

What they didn't know was that Maximus didn't lack inheritance.

With the system in place and millions of gold coins, mage inheritance was the least of his concerns.

With his current strength, wiping out an army of tier 3 knights was merely a flick of his finger.

If he were not a pacifist and favored peaceful development.

He would have already conquered the Faerie Kingdom.

Of course, more importantly, there was the unknown danger.

Without sufficient strength, how could he keep the kingdom to himself?

It would only add to his burdens.

Now, every day his children could generate potential points, strengthening his talent.

There was also an uninterrupted supply of training.

Conquering the kingdom now that he is weak didn't make much sense.

"I hope you don't go too far..." Maximus muttered coldly as he gazed into the distance.