Time A month passed quickly.
Outside a mountain range, a long team was moving slowly forward.
They moved very slowly and their composition was strange. Not only did they carry a large amount of supplies, but they also carried many children and women. They did not look like a special caravan but more like a migrating team.
At the front of the team was a young man wearing a black sleeved shirt, who looked to be only in his teens. He was extremely handsome, and his face looked calm and peaceful as he glanced around.
"It looks like we're almost at the next city."
Walking at the front of the team, looking at the knights gradually returning from the distance, Athir muttered to himself.
Up to now, it has been more than a month since we left the North.
They followed the old trade routes, and now, after calculating the distance, they were not far from the southern countries.
Because they were approaching the southern country, some people in the original team began to leave the team and chose a different route from Elhua and others.
During this period, because those nobles left one after another, the team that originally had more than 2,000 people is now reduced to just over 1,000 people. Compared with before, the speed of action is much faster.
"The first country we entered on this route was the Principality of Barron, a small country we are familiar with, and there is quite a bit of power there."
At the side, Fular rode up and looked at the few people gradually appearing in the distance. A smile appeared on his face: "I have sent someone to notify them. When we get to the next city, our people will come to meet them and settle Lord Elhua down."
Hearing this, Athir's eyes fixed: "Have you decided?"
"Yes, this is the most appropriate result." Flar nodded and confirmed: "In previous years, most of our forces in the south were located in the Principality of Barron. As long as Lord Elhua arrives there, he can immediately inherit all the family's power there."
"We are well prepared there." He continued, "More than a decade ago, Lord Boria did a lot here to prevent the situation today."
"In the Principality of Barron, we not only own several small chambers of commerce, but Lord Boria also owns a count's title and several manors there, all of which can be inherited from generation to generation."
"As long as you have these, even if you lose the North, Lord Elhua will still have the status of a noble and can continue his new life here in peace."
A relaxed smile appeared on Fular's face, and he spoke slowly to Athir.
This phenomenon is normal.
As nobles, in this chaotic and dangerous world, they basically have a few backup plans in order to ensure the continuity of inheritance after the family encounters disaster and prevent the family from completely declining.
This is the case for ordinary nobles, let alone a noble family like the Fakus family. It would be strange if they didn't have any backup plan.
So after hearing this, Athir was not surprised, but asked in return: "What does Elhua mean?"
He looked at Fular standing beside him and asked.
After experiencing the rebellion in the North and the death of his biological father, the originally cheerful Elhua suddenly fell into a low point.
During the time when Athir and Fular were busy dealing with various trivial matters and leading a large team to the south, Elhua hid in the comfortable and spacious carriage all day. He was either drunk with other nobles or teasing some girl in the team. He found several women almost every night and spent all his time and energy on these things.
The people in the team were happy to do so.
No matter how much Elhua lost his power, he still had the family fortune left by Count Bolia to inherit, and he had the support of two powerful knights, Fular and Athir. He was still a strong support for those nobles who had lost their lords. Naturally, they would try their best to curry favor with them when they had the chance. Not only would they play and gamble with them, but they would also send all kinds of women to their tents every night.
After more than two months, Elhua seemed like a broken man. Not only did his originally average physique become even weaker, but he was addicted to gambling and drinking, and lived a life of drunkenness and dreams all day long.
Looking at this situation, although Atier didn't say anything on the surface, he was secretly shaking his head in his heart.
During this period of time, he had gotten to know his former good friend a lot.
The other party was just an average person in all aspects, and his will was even weaker. Without Count Polya's supervision and criticism, he became indulged in various ways and did not inherit any of Count Polya's abilities.
Not only Athir, but even Fular, who had always been loyal to Count Bolia, was completely disappointed in him. He no longer had any expectations or fantasies about him and just wanted him to live a peaceful and stable life.
Hearing Athir's question, Fular had a helpless expression on his face and didn't say much on this issue: "In the past hundred years of history, in addition to the power we have built ourselves, many members of the Fakus family have come to the south and have considerable power in the south."
"Some people became nobles in other kingdoms, some founded large caravan guilds, and even I hold the title of Viscount in the Principality of Barron."
"With the care of us, Lord Elhua will have no problems in his future life unless something unexpected happens. He can live his whole life without worries."
"Well, for Elhua now, this kind of life may not be bad." Standing aside, listening quietly to Fular's story, Athir looked into the distance and said without comment.
The team is still moving forward slowly.
However, in the center of the team, with his good eyesight, Athir saw a young girl with disheveled clothes walking out of Elhua's carriage, with some sweat on her forehead.
Looking at this scene, Atier frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed with his former friend.
"In fact, compared to Lord Elhua, you, Athir, are the most important to the entire Fakus family." Looking at Athir beside him, Fular sighed: "The Northland is gone. Although the once prosperous Fakus family has not fallen, it is impossible to be as powerful as before. It is still far from the situation in the past."
"Even if Lord Elhua had not become what he is now, it would be impossible for him to restore the glory of the Fakus family."
"The only hope lies in you."
Fular raised his hand and continued while sitting on his horse: "The power of wizards is very strong. According to legend, some powerful wizards can even destroy an entire city by themselves. It is a terrifying force that mortals cannot resist."
"If you can reach that point, it is not impossible for the Fakus family to not only restore its former glory, but even go further."
He smiled at Athir.
On the side, hearing this, Athir was stunned, then gave a bitter smile and chose not to respond.
Seeing his expression, Fular shook his head and added, "In fact, you don't need to go far. As long as you can become a wizard, the entire Fakus family, including me and Elhua, can benefit together. The benefits you get will definitely exceed your imagination."
"In order for you to go further on the path of a wizard, all of us will support you behind you."
At this point, a trace of awe appeared in his eyes and a smile appeared on his face: "This is also the practice in the past."
"The existence of wizards is actually no secret among the nobles."
"In the past, whenever a person with wizarding talent appeared in the Fakus family, all family members would lend a helping hand behind the scenes to enable those with wizarding talent to go further."
"Even though we have lost the Northland now, our support for you will not disappear. Although it will definitely shrink compared to before, it should still be of great help to you."
(End of this chapter)