Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence

Kane spoke with feeling and recalled how Thor had effortlessly defeated the knights of the Reza Spencer family, his expression naturally reflecting a touch of reverence.

"Hahaha, just a bit of luck."

"Take a good rest, I won’t disturb you any further."

Thor nodded with a smile, then got up and left.

As Thor departed, Kane took a deep breath and finally drank the bottle of Intermediate Life Potion, beginning to quickly recover his state.

Meanwhile, Marshall had already walked over.

"Sir, the inventory is complete."

Marshall spoke respectfully.

"Alright, gather the items together!"

"Also, tell everyone to set up a temporary base here. We’ll rest for a few days."

Thor nodded without asking what Marshall had gained, and instead began organizing things.

Currently, the state of Kane and the others was clearly not good. Thor simply planned to rest here for a few days, at least until Kane and the others fully recovered before taking action.

In the meantime, he would check if there’s any information about the Divine Artifact in the daily reports.

To avoid trouble, he left in advance.

But that didn’t mean he had given up entirely; he still wanted to see if the daily reports had any opportunities.

If there’s a chance, he wouldn’t mind getting involved.

"Yes!"

Marshall responded quickly, and then the entire Knight Order began to take action.

As midnight gradually arrived, the temporary camp was erected.

Then, a large bonfire was ignited, and several Demon Beasts were placed on top of the flames.

The sizzling oil and aroma began to spread.

It attracted many Demon Beasts in the jungle, yet under the patrol of the Knight Order, these beasts could only end up as more food on the bonfire.

After dinner.

The entire Knight Order had barely rested an hour.

From afar, terrifying noises suddenly arose.

Even the ground began to ripple and spread.

"Has it started?"

Softly whispering, Thor’s brow furrowed slightly; at this moment, he naturally understood what was happening. Clearly, the powerful nobility conflict described in the daily reports had begun.

It could be expected that as time progressed and more nobles arrived, the level of the battle would further escalate.

The night gradually passed.

The rumbling sounds continued relentlessly.

Fortunately, the distance was far enough that the disturbance was as large as it could be.

Everyone merely glanced at it and no longer paid attention.

Only Thor couldn’t help but anticipate the next daily reports.

And in this kind of anticipation.

The time quickly came to dawn.

The daily reports had been updated.

Would you like to open them?

Open.

Familiar mechanical sounds arose, then lines of lists appeared in front of him.

Thor skimmed through the daily reports one by one.

His brow first furrowed slightly, then lifted, finally ending in silence.

"Whew!"

After a long time, Thor exhaled deeply and withdrew his gaze.

The night gradually passed.

Then the second day, the third day.

The rest continued for three days.

Three days passed.

The daily reports were constantly refreshing.

To his disappointment, the Divine Artifact remained out of reach. Even after three days, there was still no information related to it.

The only thing mentioned was that the conflict in Thunder Prison was intensifying, even if it was just the tip of the iceberg in the daily reports, it showed significant casualties.

In response, Thor had finally given up hope.

And as the fourth morning arrived.

The previously unconscious Glenda Dressrosa finally began to regain consciousness under the effects of a High-Level Recovery Potion.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He started coughing urgently, looking around at the wooden cabin, his expression showed bewilderment.

In his memories, at the last moment, he had been using the Secret Technique to try to stop that Spencer family’s Great Knight, but ended up heavily injured. How was it that he could now feel his own body?

Although it was heavy, he could confirm at that moment he was not dead yet.

"Fa-Father!"

As if hearing his cough, Kane quickly entered the room, his voice filled with surprise.

"Kane, you’re okay!"

Seeing the young man appear, Glenda Dressrosa was further shocked.

He had held off the attack but only for a brief moment, his son should not have been able to escape.

Not only was he still alive now, but his son was also alive.

"Father, you must take this."

In Glenda Dressrosa’s shock, Kane quickly came forward and brought out a bottle of Intermediate Life Potion.

"This is?"

"Intermediate Life Potion?"

His pupils widened, Glenda Dressrosa spoke incredulously.

"This is given to you by brother Thor. Please take it, it might help you recover somewhat."

Kane nodded and promptly replied.

"Thor?"

Glenda Dressrosa was even more bewildered.

Although he knew Thor, at this moment, he couldn’t fully understand the meaning within it.

Seeming to understand his father’s confusion, Kane began to recount the situation that unfolded.

As he listened to the explanation, Glenda Dressrosa’s eyes gradually widened, his mouth could not help but gape.

He hadn’t expected his son to be so fortunate; although he hadn’t escaped, he had encountered Thor, who easily dealt with the Spencer family descendant.

"Quick, quickly!"

"Help me up, I must go thank Young Master Thor!"

Glenda Dressrosa quickly spoke.

"Father, sir, please take this first!"

Kane hesitated slightly, quickly speaking.

"No, no, this is too precious, and I know my condition; Intermediate Life Potion is almost useless for me."

Glenda Dressrosa shook his head and swiftly replied.

"This!"

Kane remained hesitant.

"Hurry up!"

Glenda Dressrosa couldn’t help but shout angrily.

Faced with his father’s anger, Kane helped Glenda Dressrosa to Thor’s place.

Elsewhere, in a constructed wooden house.

Thor was tapping the table, with thoughts swirling in his mind.

Three days of daily report updates hadn’t revealed any opportunity, nor any possibilities, yet the contents within had left him feeling somewhat unsettled.

As he expected, the top nobility of the Tulip Kingdom, at least the powerful Marquises, were obviously targeting the Dressrosa Family.

In these few days, Thor had seen five pieces of content about attempts to eliminate the Dressrosa Family.

Not only were the Spencer family involved, but also the Campbell family and several other powerful Marquis families.

Thor didn’t need to think to understand that the targeting of the Dressrosa Family had likely reached a severe level.

The abrupt rise of the Dressrosa Family hadn’t given anyone time to adapt, and this was certain to create significant conflict with the current order in the Tulip Kingdom. The Three Great Dukes might not care, but it’s hard to say for those powerful Marquises.

After all, the Dressrosa Family would inevitably encroach on their interests.

His eyes flickered, and a thought gradually emerged in Thor’s mind.