<h4>Chapter 82: The Cold Baron Dn</h4>


    Kant did not wait for long.


    About ten minutester, a burly figure wearing mail armor appeared on the city wall.


    His slightly messy hair casually draped behind his head. His face was covered with sword scars due to his injuries. It was obvious that he was a person born out of a battlefield. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s.


    He was the Lord of the Stone Pass, the Baron of North County, Dn.


    Below the city wall, Manid looked up at the baron who was also sizing them up. His expression was slightly solemn.


    Manid, who came from a merchant family, naturally knew how to read people’s expressions.


    And now, he was looking at this Baron Dn who stood atop the city wall. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes. The reason was that, from his appearance, he did not seem like the kind of self-indulgent person addicted to the pursuit of pleasure, and who did not know how to develop his estate.


    It was obvious that he was in his 30s, which was also the time when one was at his strongest and most energetic.


    However, that was exactly the case.


    Manid’s brows were tightly knit together. He swept his gaze over towards the peasant conscripts beside him who still had a hint of panic on their faces.


    He had clearly witnessed what had urred earlier on the city wall. In the beginning, the level of vignce was undoubtedly poor. Manid who came from the continent of Caradia felt that in that chaotic continent of his, this seemingly sturdy stone pass would fall within a day.


    “Don’t overthink this.”


    Kant seemed to have noticed Manid’s thoughts.


    The corners of Kant’s mouth curled into a strange smile. He naturally understood why this Baron Dn was acting in such contradictory ways.


    This actually originated from ten years ago, it was earlier than when the Dukedom of Leo conquered the Nahrin Desert and massacred the Jackn tribe. When Kant had just turned five or six years old. It was a battle that the Dukedom of Leo continued to brood about, even to this day.


    In fact, Kant’s fall and exile to the Nahrin Desert were also rted to that battle back then.


    “Whew. ” Kant took a deep breath and did not continue overthinking it.


    He kicked the horse’s belly and urged his horse forward. When he was about ten meters away from the city wall, he raised his head and said, “Uncle Dn, it’s very nice to meet you again. How have you been recently?”


    As soon as he said that, the entire ce fell silent. The answer that should have appeared did not appear.


    There was a slightmotion behind him.


    The five Sarrandian Horsemen and the ten desert bandits were somewhat indignant.


    The reason was that even if they did not know proper etiquettes and only knew how to kill, they knew that the silence of Baron Dn, who was on the city wall, and hisck of an answer were the equivalent to a seriousck of manners. One could even argue that it was an extreme contempt towards Kant.


    This person was their lord.


    If it were not for Manid, they would have already started cursing the Sarrand region.


    However, Kant did not care.


    A gentle smile appeared on his slightly young-looking face, and the light in his eyes was extremely sincere.


    Looking at Baron Dn on the city wall, he lowered his head slightly and continued to speak politely, “Last month, I was conferred the title of the Nahrin Desert. Unfortunately, due to my tight schedule, I did not meet you. Now that my estate has settled down, I havee here in the hopes of meeting you. After all, in my heart, excluding my mother, Uncle Dn is the person who treated me the best.”


    There was still pm;u silence. No one spoke or responded.


    However, Baron Dn, who had a cold expression on his face, finally spoke. “Open the city gate. ”


    Upon hearing his order, the soldiers behind him immediately reacted.


    As the clinking and nging sounds of the winch began to fill the air, the city gate, which was made of thick crude wood, slowly opened as the iron chains and ropes attached gradually moved, revealing the pass behind the gate, as well as hundreds of spear-wielding soldiers who had gathered around behind it.


    Baron Dn turned his head and walked down the stairs.


    At the same time, without turning his head, he ordered without any expressions, “Who called about an attack from the Jackn? Find all of them and give each of them tenshes. If something like this ever happens again in the future, I will have him directly hanged.”


    “Yes!” A few soldiers in iron armor immediately responded.


    With an unfriendly yet nk expression, he pointed at a few peasant conscripts, took out a horsewhip from behind his back, andshed out fiercely.


    “Crack, crack!” Sounds of whipping filled the air.


    Streaks of blood instantly swelled up on their skin.


    Along with mournful cries, Baron Dn, who had walked down from the city wall, got on his horse and left. There was still nopassion on his face.


    At the Stone Pass, he had always been known for being cold-blooded and cruel.


    “Lord... Dn. ”


    His butler trembled as he waited beside the horse. He gulped and finally mustered enough courage to ask, “Baron Kant has arrived outside. Do you need me to prepare a banquet for tonight?”


    “No need,” answered Baron Dn who had already mounted his warhorse and was about to leave. Then, he said bluntly, “Just prepare more food.”


    “Yes, yes, Lord Dn.” The butler nodded and left.


    Meanwhile, Baron Dn snapped his horsewhip and urged his horse to leave the city gate quickly.


    The soldiers d in iron armor from before followed behind him. They rode on their warhorses and tottered carelessly on the narrow and filthy streets, causing the peasant men and women wearing simple and crude clothes to rush to both sides of the streets to avoid getting hit. Meanwhile, they also had to bow to the baron at the same time.


    However, for Baron Dn, seeing these peasants only made his expression grimmer.


    He snapped his horsewhip and the warhorse ran even faster.


    Outside the city gate, Kant and his cavalrymen finally began to slowly walk in.


    They were not riding on their warhorses. It was a formality to enter the city.


    Leading his warhorse, Kant walked at the front. He looked at the middle-aged man walking over to wee him. He nced at the fine linen robe donned over his body and immediately understood that this person was probably Baron Dn’s butler.


    He frowned slightly. Kant’s face did not reveal the slightest bit of dissatisfaction. He was still calm.


    “Honorable Baron Kant, Baron Dn has entrusted me to offer you the most sincere greetings and wee.”


    The slightly chubby butler wiped the cold sweat off his temples. He bowed deeply and ced his hands on his chest in a very respectful manner. Indeed, he was bowing to Kant in the most respectful manner. There was not even the slightest w in his manners.


    It was indeed the most sincere greeting and wee.


    As for whether it wasmissioned by Baron Kn, Kant understood it very well.


    When he passed by this ce thest time, he replenished his supplies, including food and fresh water, and then rested in the ce. However, even after staying for an entire day, this Uncle Dn of his did not even invite Kant to visit him at his official residence.


    “Yes, I’m very happy to see Uncle Dn.”


    Kant had a brilliant smile on his face. He narrowed his eyes, just like a big boy without any schemes.


    This made the butler feel relieved.


    The butler extended his hand and gestured for Kant toe inside the city gate. Then, the Butler said respectfully, “Please follow me, Baron Kant. Baron Dn is waiting for your arrival at his official residence. At the same time, he has prepared a wonderful feast for you. He intends to speak to you in detail.”


    “Lead the way.” Kant nodded.


    The butler’s smile became even brighter and more respectful after seeing how easy it was to talk to Kant.


    He led the way and weed them into the Stone Pass.


    Kant led the horse in front, while Manid and the cavalrymen followed behind. They looked curiously at the fortress built in the middle of the canyon and blocked the passage.


    There were also many other curious gazes.


    This included the soldiers who wielded spears and were lined up messily on both sides of the street.


    There were also the wives of farmers and their children dressed in shabby clothes outside their narrow shacks in the distance.


    In particr, when they looked at those walking in the front, Kant and Manid, both of whom were young and handsome, as well as the five Sarrandian Horsemen and the ten desert bandits who looked neat and tidy, their eyes were filled with admiration.


    To them, only nobles and knights would dress like this.


    Otherwise, they were rich people.


    As for themselves, they were just the lowly poor who were sheltered in the stone pass.


    Kant could not help but frown under these gazes.


    Although the streets under his feet were made of stone, dirty water flowed through the cracks. There was even a faint stenching from the slum areas on both sides of the street. Every step they took, the bottom of their cowhide boots would generate a “Sshing” sound.


    Obviously, dirty ck mud also covered the stones of the street.


    It made him frown even more.


    It was really too filthy.