Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi-Chapter 307 - : Arriving at Dakler City and Storming the Baron’s House (2)
Chapter 307 -307: Arriving at Dakler City and Storming the Baron’s House (2)
“Knowing so much, are you the Baron himself?”
“No, I am just the steward.”
“You’re quite a good steward, better than Knight Dewell’s steward.”
“The conditions in a Knight’s Family are limited; they cannot afford a good steward.”
This steward was very proud of his extensive knowledge.
“Your country sent you out to wander, so it must be a powerful nation. May I have the honor of knowing the name of your country?”
“Checking my background? Has the news from Beigen Military Fortress reached here?”
“Yes, it has.”
“Knowing that I am the enemy from the Otherworld, you guess I’ve come for revenge, right?”
“Yes, when you appeared on the street with that steel monster, we speculated as much. With your strength, it’s not surprising that the Transmission Platform at Beigen Military Fortress was completely erased.”
“Has the incident at the fortress been leaked?”
“Our Old Lady also sent someone to deliver a message to the Baron.”
“Any response? The Knight’s Domain claims they haven’t seen any outsiders.”
The steward’s forehead began to sweat, “The messenger hasn’t returned yet.”
“More than ten days and still no reply to the Baron? Was it always like this before?”
“The Baron is on the battlefield; letters cannot be delivered directly and must go through the military for transfer. Without Beigen Military Fortress, we can only go to the higher-level fortress to use the Transmission Platform, which adds three to five days to the journey. Our messenger might still be waiting in the Royal Capital for the Baron’s reply.”
Ye Nai couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
What he heard was ridiculous. The enemy had come to Blue Star fifty years ago, and the globally opened Secret Realm had thoroughly defeated the natives of Blue Star. In exchange, the Otherworld had remained calm for three thousand years, yet it saw no significant technological advancements—no sight of wires, telephones, or telegraphs. The natives would even be frightened by the sight of a car.
“How does one get to Marabene Castle?”
The steward immediately refused, “I’m sorry, Great Witch, but that is not for me to say. Please do not make it difficult for me.”
New novel chapters are published on freewёbn૦νeɭ.com.
“This cannot be said?”
“The Military Fortress is a military base. I am just a humble steward; even if I knew, I couldn’t say.”
“Fine, I won’t trouble you. But you should know, I’ve come for revenge. Your master’s house is finished. Time to look for a new master.”
The steward started, a bitter feeling rising in his chest, yet he did not forget to bow respectfully, still maintaining the poise of a steward from a Noble’s House in the face of his coming demise.
“…Yes, thank you for informing me.”
Only then did Ye Nai step past the steward and enter through the grand doors.
Through the entrance hall was the staircase hall, surrounded by corridors and various room doors.
Standing at the foot of the stairs was an elderly lady with a young heir in front of her, and on the steps behind them stood five younger children—three girls and two boys. The female housekeeper stood with the servants against the walls all around.
However, unlike the Knight’s House, four knights stood before the gathered women, their broadswords drawn.
“Stop!”
The leading knight shouted loudly.
Then, all four knights dropped to the ground with a thud.
The male steward guiding Ye Nai closed his eyes in distress.
The surrounding servants couldn’t help but scream and shriek, clustering together in fear.
Ye Nai, finding them noisy, caused them all to fall to the ground asleep.
With the servants fallen, a young girl collapsed softly behind this group of noble men and women on the staircase.
There was sudden commotion among the crowd, and the Old Lady at the front panicked and looked back.
Ye Nai stepped forward, drawing her attention again.
He had ventured alone into the heart of the enemy’s den, his protective spores always ready to eliminate any threat. Even while speaking with the steward at the gate, he had detected a girl in the mansion possessed the talent of a witch.
There she was, walking in, and the little witch thought she could take advantage of the crowd to sneakily use her witchcraft, naturally ending up asleep like the servants.
“Madam, you had best not make any rash moves.”
“Even if you are an enemy, attacking from behind is not the act of an honorable victor.” The Baroness, veins bulging on her forehead with anger, showed no change in expression due to the effective coverage of her makeup.
“My language skills are not good, I cannot outswear you, so I won’t quarrel with you. Steward, come and identify, is the entire family of the Baron present?”
The steward, body trembling slightly, advanced, swept a quick glance, and turned his head to nod at Ye Nai.
“Respected Great Witch, except for the daughter who has married off, all the currently residing members of the Baron’s family are here.”
“Very well, I have something to leave for your servants.”
“How dare you?!”
A man, unable to contain his rage, sprang forth from beside the Baroness, reached for his empty waist, and drew a broadsword to strike at Ye Nai.
Just as the blade began to gleam faintly, a thud was heard, and the man’s eyes closed tight as he fell forward into the crowd. The fierce momentum of the sword was gone, clattering to the ground.
“Ah! Lael!”
The Baroness hurriedly threw herself toward her son, while the majority of the others didn’t dare to move or even plead for mercy, merely watching in silence, except for a boy supporting the previously fallen little witch, helping her back to sit on the steps.
Ye Nai looked on with sarcasm at the flustered Baroness.
“Steward, who is this man?”
“He is the Madam’s eldest son, the future Baron.”
“Where is the true Baron then?”
“On the battlefield.”
“Also relying on military exploits to maintain his title?”
“Indeed, to become Nobles one must have military achievements, and so must the next generation.”
“I thought nobility was hereditary? With this arrangement, isn’t it the same as with Knights?”
“The requirements are different. Hereditary Nobles need only know how to command battles from the rear, while Knights must lead troops into the frontline fray.”
“What kind of ‘rear’ would the Baron find himself in?”
“I apologize, I have never been to the battlefield, so I am not certain.”
“It’s fine.” Ye Nai waved her hand, and the steward, sensing the cue, retreated.
At that moment, a somewhat older girl gathered her courage to stand up.
“Are you going to kill us?”
“I would like to kill you, but I have superiors,” Ye Nai raised a finger, pointing upwards, “do you understand?”
“You have superiors, you must follow their commands.” The girl quickly grasped the implication.
The young men and women present nodded in agreement, visibly relieved.
“Good, I appreciate intelligent people.”
“My language skills are not bad; I can speak for you. Could you please not mistreat my mother and siblings?”
“How good is your language?”
“My family hired a private tutor. I have the best academic results.”
“What about the little witch?”
“She attends a special Wizard Academy, still a student, not yet an apprentice witch. Her performance does not intersect with ours.”
“Why can she go to the Academy, make connections, and pave way for her future, while you all can only have private tutors at home? Are you truly born of the same mother?”
Ye Nai glanced at the Baroness, who was hugging her eldest son with a face full of rage. Judging by her figure, it was hard to tell she had given birth to so many children, but the aging look might well be the result of bearing too many offspring.
The girl looked at her mother, then turned to glance at the two siblings sitting on the steps.
