Chapter 425: Chapter 173: The Real Extraordinary Corps

Robson understood. To put it simply, it was an incredibly clichéd revenge story.

For a magical beast, one offspring shouldn’t have been a big deal. But as the conflict between the two sides dragged on, the animosity grew until it spiraled out of control.

"So, you’re saying that Legendary-Tier Magical Beast will return in the future?" Robson asked.

"Sigh... that’s right. For centuries, we’ve repelled them countless times, but he always manages to gather new hordes of magical beasts to attack our territory."

As Elder Eggon spoke of this, his brow furrowed with worry.

While Elder Eggon’s brow was furrowed with worry, Robson was inwardly ecstatic.

’So this is a permanent farming spot?’

Robson had originally planned to suggest that the Mountain Rock Bear Race move to his territory.

But now, considering they had this trait of attracting monsters, he abandoned the idea.

Robson looked at Valentino and saw a similar look of astonishment on her face. She had clearly realized the immense value this represented.

Though he was delighted, Lord Robson was a gentleman, after all. He knew he couldn’t build his happiness on the suffering of others.

Robson put on a thoughtful expression.

"This is indeed a significant problem. If you’re constantly harassed by magical beasts, it’s bound to disrupt your normal lives."

"How about I dispatch an army to help you defend your territory?" Robson offered with a smile.

Hearing this, disbelief first flickered in Elder Eggon’s eyes, but he quickly understood the reason behind the offer.

"You are too generous. On behalf of the Mountain Rock Bear Race, I express our gratitude."

Although he understood that Robson was after the Magical Beast Meat, understanding was one thing, but how to act on that knowledge was another matter entirely.

Having lived for the better part of a century, Elder Eggon naturally understood the principle that people will risk anything for profit.

Judge actions, not intentions. Since the man was offering to help, he deserved their gratitude.

....

After settling these matters, Robson and Elder Eggon also exchanged some insights about Druids, and with Eggon’s help, Robson even learned Druid Magic.

The look on Eggon’s face when he saw Robson make a sapling sprout was a sight to behold.

Of course, this was just a minor interlude.

For Robson, the greatest rewards from this trip, aside from securing the allegiance of the Mountain Rock Bear Race, were the magical beasts swarming all over the mountains.

Although more than half of the several hundred magical beasts had fled, the haul this time was still several times greater than the one from Robson’s encirclement operation at Dong’er Man Lake!

The last batch of Magical Beast Meat had directly created two hundred elite Extraordinary soldiers; this time, it would surely be more.

As it happened, Robson had brought nearly all of his Tier Seven Soldiers with him—over two hundred and seventy men, close to three hundred in total!

That night, Robson had his soldiers gather all the meat from the dead magical beasts and held a victory banquet.

Valentino, seeming to have guessed something, arranged for the Fengman Knight Order’s encampment to be set up on the mountain.

After the banquet, when everyone woke up early the next morning, the entire camp began to fill with mist, just as it had before.

This time, however, was different. An adjutant Robson had previously trained stepped forward and began organizing the men in the camp.

"Quick! Carry these men to the Central Army Camp!"

"Move it!"

"There are more over here!"

In the early morning, the entire camp was roused into a state of bustling activity.

Valentino came to stand beside Robson.

"Is this the source of your Extraordinary Soldiers?" Valentino asked.

Robson didn’t deny it, simply nodding.

It was the kind of secret that couldn’t be hidden once he started using this method, especially not from someone like Valentino, who shared his bed.

Rather than being secretive and waiting for the truth to explode out later and destroy their trust, it was better to admit it openly.

Robson also trusted Valentino to be discreet. The fact that she had positioned the Fengman Clan’s garrison up on the mountain spoke volumes.

Robson waited quietly for Valentino’s follow-up questions: where did this ability come from, how did it work...

Of course, Robson had no idea how to explain any of it; he didn’t even understand it himself.

"This method... no third person knows about it, right?"

Valentino asked after a moment of silence.

This took Robson by surprise. It seemed Marquis Oscillate had indeed found him a good wife.

"This matter is of the utmost importance. I originally thought you just had a few tricks up your sleeve—who doesn’t? But this... this method of yours is a bit too significant."

These were her sincere thoughts. In this world, the Extraordinary were on the level of strategic nuclear weapons.

How could someone like Robson, who could essentially mass-produce these "nuclear weapons," not attract attention?

This was something that not even the Fengman Clan, or even the entire Frank Kingdom, could handle. If it were discovered, it would undoubtedly lead to a bloodbath.

"Robson, you cannot be careless about this. If any outsiders find out, you must not be lenient," Valentino said gravely.

Husband and wife are one. In this religious world, that was a concept most people shared.

If Robson was exposed, the Fengman Clan would inevitably be implicated. Valentino had no choice but to be serious.

"Don’t you trust me to handle things?" Robson said with a smile.

Only then did Valentino nod.

About that, she was quite confident.

Robson’s ability to handle most political affairs was far more proficient than hers.

"I’m just reminding you. That said, this method is quite good," Valentino added with a smile.

Anyone could see its value. As long as it didn’t blow up in their faces, no one would willingly let it go, and Valentino was no exception.

The two spoke for a while longer as the mist within the army camp slowly thinned.

Messages began popping up continuously on Robson’s system panel.

Looking at the data on the panel, Robson could only marvel. The system was truly made for war.

The experience he had gained from the last two days of battle was several times greater than what he’d earned from the past few months of training!

His Extraordinary Corps, once reorganized, would now be a true Extraordinary Corps.

He now had nearly two hundred Extraordinary Knights. Robson’s Cavalry had gained the most experience, as they had faced the earth goblins, which awarded more experience.

The Extraordinary Infantry, in total, numbered over three hundred.

The entire First Regiment had returned to its peak strength, with over nine hundred soldiers. Their Tier Six rate was nearly one hundred percent, and most were even on the verge of breaking through to Tier Seven, needing only one or two major battles.

As for the other regiments, the Second Regiment’s Tier Five rate reached fifty percent, its Tier Six rate hit thirty percent, and its Tier Four rate was around ninety percent. The Third Regiment was slightly behind, but not by much.

The newly established regiments had also made impressive gains.

Their Tier Three rate had basically shot up to around eighty percent, and elite Tier Four soldiers were also beginning to emerge.

Huh?

Robson was staring at the panel when he suddenly noticed something was amiss.

A kill notification had appeared on the panel again.

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