My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Chapter 106: No One Can Survive The Blackmoon Knights

“Young Master, the Blackmoon Knights have all assembled.”

Half an hour later, Allen stood at the mansion entrance and knelt as he spoke to Watson.

There were 65 Blackmoon Knights behind him. They were neatly dressed and had long swords at their waists; it was a set of silver-tier equipment.

“Lucas, you and the new knights can stay in the castle. Liszt, you should stay too.”

Watson swept his gaze across the men in front of him and said, “Allen, choose 20 men and come with me.”

They had to leave enough men at the castle if Lady Gluttony or her bandit gang members would attack them. After all, Lady Gluttony was a cunning person, so they had to be on their guard.

“Yes, Young Master Watson.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

Allen and Liszt agreed at the same time. Then, Allen selected 20 strong knights to go with Watson. Those who were not selected looked disappointed. They thought that they had missed an excellent opportunity to contribute.

The gate of the mansion opened after the troops left. The three manor owners who had quarreled in the hall walked out with their faces bruised and swollen. Christine’s clothes were disheveled, with her underwear revealed. There were many scratches on Jack and Morgan’s faces; a large part of their beard and hair was missing.

The gold-tier armor that Watson had fused was in Christine’s hands.

“Have you decided the winner?” Watson looked back and pretended to ask them.

It seemed that Christine had won. Indeed, women had a unique advantage in a fight.

“Yes, Young Master Watson. Morgan and Jack have agreed to give this armor to me! Don’t worry; I’ll send 20 maids here tomorrow,” Christine said with a pained expression. Her handmaidens were trained singers. If they were sold to a great nobleman, she could get more than ten gold coins for each of them; she would lose a few hundred gold coins in that transaction.

That was only the reward for Blackmoon Castle. She also had to give Morgan 200 gold coins and to sleep with Jack once so that they would not continue to fight over it. She had spent almost 1,000 gold coins to buy the gold-tier armor, which would typically only be enough to purchase regular equipment.

Christine’s expression softened, and she smiled as she looked at the armor in her hand.

Gold coins were common; she could still earn more of them. Plus, she had earned a lot; that armor could guarantee her safety.

“Young Master Watson, it looks like you guys are leaving?”

Jack and Morgan had tidied their messy clothes to maintain their poise. Jack, who was missing a piece of his beard, had asked curiously.

“They’re just going out to catch a little mouse.”

Watson chuckled as he told them softly. However, Christine and the other two knew the mouse that he meant.

When they learned that the Vermillion Manor had been attacked, they panicked. Then, they wished that there were a few more manors near to them. That way, they would have another reason to ask Watson for something. If they had the gold-tier armor, they would not need to be afraid of any attack at all.

Those who were below gold-tier would not be able to break the gold-tier armor’s defense, and no gold-tier elites would be a bandit.

“That’s right; you guys should come along. Also, please inform the manor owners nearby. Let them see the consequences of causing trouble at the border.”