System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 492 - 208: Patricide and Regicide (10,000 Words)
The only thing he needs to do now.
Is to find a way to purchase the large amount of grain or crop seeds needed by Master Lynn.
Then transport them to Master Lynn’s territory for trade exchange.
If it were anyone else, Boer certainly wouldn’t have any thoughts or considerations.
However, the person he needs to trade with is Master Lynn...
Boer clearly knows that Master Lynn doesn’t want anyone to reveal anything about his existence or the progress of his territory’s development.
Perhaps for self-preservation, or for other purposes.
Master Lynn’s goals, none of this concerns him.
He needs to conceal Master Lynn’s existence in his bargaining with others during trade!
Of course.
It’s not just for Master Lynn, but also for himself.
...
Time is slowly passing by.
Until nightfall.
Boer, dressed in solemn attire, alights from the carriage with the assistance of the coachman.
Boer glances around.
The backs of people dressed in luxurious clothing are stepping forward toward a white church ahead.
Their expressions are solemn, trying their best to appear sad and commemorate.
Boer doesn’t know many of these people.
But he knows that these people are wealthy and of high status in Morgan Town.
Some are even from Kakasong City.
Taking a deep breath, Boer steps toward the church entrance.
The guards on duty scan Boer up and down.
Confirming he is dressed in silk brocade, they let him enter without any questions.
Boer feels no joy, instead a strange sense of disgust.
If he were wearing a linen robe now, he would certainly be stopped immediately.
He might even be beaten!
Wealth and status determine everything!
The mass ceremony has yet to begin.
Boer steps forward, searching slightly.
Soon, he sees Holland waving to him from a few rows back.
Boer nods, steps over, and sits down in the empty seat beside Holland.
Before Boer can speak, Holland explains, "Lord Boer, I haven’t seen Miss Janet."
"Perhaps today will be a fruitless endeavor..."
Boer nods, "No problem, let’s wait and see."
Holland agrees.
Time continues to move slowly.
More and more people dressed in luxurious clothing—men and women, young and old—begin to converse.
The manor lords from Morgan Town, as well as many wealthy merchants, all enter Boer’s line of sight.
This shows Jonas’s influence in Morgan Town and Kakasong City.
Soon.
The priest begins to host the mass ceremony, leading everyone to recite verses, pray, and ask for God to receive the souls of the deceased...
However.
Until the mass ceremony ends, Boer and Holland do not see that figure.
As the crowd in the church slowly disperses.
Holland sighs, "Lord Boer, it seems luck is not on our side..."
Boer nods.
Just as Boer and Holland prepare to leave.
A hoarse voice reaches Boer and Holland’s ears.
"You must be the little fellow from the Zion Clan?"
Boer and Holland turn around to see Jonas Frank being assisted by a middle-aged man!
Holland quickly lowers his body and speaks respectfully, "Yes, Lord Jonas."
Jonas scans up and down, saying, "Haven’t been to the castle for a long time, have you?"
"If you have time, you can visit, Janet will most certainly be happy to see you!"
Holland bends over once more, "Okay, Lord Jonas."
Jonas casually responds and gives a glance to the middle-aged man beside him, who supports him out of the church.
Boer says nothing, waiting beside him.
Until Jonas leaves with the guards, Boer spoke, "Jonas seems quite concerned about you?"
Holland smiled broadly, "Of course."
"He’s the one who completely ruined my family, seized the land, killed my parents, naturally he’ll care about me."
Boer’s brows instantly furrow.
Even though Holland said it lightly.
But he sensed endless hatred in Holland’s eyes.
What Holland said is true!
Boer puzzled, "In that case, he knows you’re the orphan, why..."
Holland took Boer’s words, "To root out completely?"
"He won’t."
"He thinks he did flawlessly."
"He wants me to prove that he did not kill the entire Zion Clan..."
Holland changes the topic, speaking to Boer, "Lord Boer."
"Once the Frank Clan finishes the mourning period, let’s go to Frank Castle."
"Then, I’ll introduce you to Miss Janet!"
Boer agreed with a nod, without words.
From Holland’s tone, he feels a deep sense of helplessness.
Knowing the opponent is the one who annexed the family and murdered the parents, yet powerless for revenge.
...
Under the curtain of night.
Night winds blow through a grove of pine trees.
Having lost moisture and turned yellow after winter, the pine needles rain down like rain.
They fall on the sturdy bodies removing the armor beneath them.
In the swaying sound of trunks moved by the wind, the metal sound of armor clashes is directly covered.
Despite the weather being slightly cool, raising the hair on their bodies, it does not affect their movements.
With mutual assistance, pieces of armor with crossed Greatsword and shield family crests are taken off.
