Night’s Nomenclature-Chapter 825: Qing Chen, Cast into the Cold Palace

The Crimson Blood Squad took over the caravan. They even drove Qing Chen away from Lanshan’s side, sending him to the back of the convoy to sit with the slaves.

Hei, meanwhile, sat in the co-pilot seat of the lead vehicle, discussing the next plan with Lanshan.

The Roosevelt Kingdom was more like a feudal system, with the kingdom itself possessing its own troops, known as the Eastern Expeditionary Force and the Western Expeditionary Force. They were responsible for defending the national territory and guarding the royal family.

Dukes, Marquises, and Barons had their own territories and maintained their private armies.

Storm City’s army was Storm Duke’s private army, supported entirely by the Duke himself; the state provided no funding.

During external wars, the feudal lords would hand over their private armies to a unified commander, who would direct the battles. At that time, they would nominally cease to obey their respective masters and would follow the commander's orders.

For example, Lanshan was to take 500 private soldiers to report to the army, becoming a battalion commander of Storm City’s army, subject to unified command.

Now, they might have to leave suddenly at any time.

So Hei asked Lanshan to prepare in advance, to get the supplies and personnel ready as soon as possible.

Lanshan was a bit hesitant: “I don’t have any experience in this area.”

Hei immediately responded: “Then let me take care of it. Young Master, give me your private seal, and I’ll take care of the preparations.”

Lanshan’s eyes lit up: “Then I’ll leave it to you.”

The Crimson Blood Squad was quite clear that this rich second-generation had never been on the battlefield. If the personnel dispatch and logistics preparation were left to him, things would inevitably go wrong in the future.

Therefore, obtaining control of the private army was paramount; Lanshan had to be obedient.

On the back vehicle, the accompanying slaves found it strange that Qing Chen, the steward, was suddenly sitting at the back. This steward had saved Marquis Kennedy’s life. After being freed from slavery, he had scorned associating with slaves. Why was he now sitting in the dirty and chaotic slave vehicle?

Had he fallen from grace?

Those slaves who had once been whipped by the steward became alert.

Qing Chen glanced at them and coldly said: “What are you looking at? Keep up with the Young Master’s vehicle, and don’t whisper in the car. And, if I see your vehicle this dirty again, I’ll whip you.”

In front of Lanshan’s villa, Qing Chen went inside with Lanshan and the Crimson Blood Squad, while the slaves whispered amongst themselves.

Someone probed Lanshan’s driver: “What happened just now? Why was the steward sitting at the back?”

The driver explained: “You don’t know, the newly arrived Crimson Blood Squad took away the steward’s power and specifically sent him to the back. The Young Master didn’t say anything.”

“So that’s how it is!” The slaves suddenly understood. The steward had truly fallen from grace!

In such a large mansion, gossip spread quickly. Within moments, all the slaves in Lanshan’s villa knew that there was a new person in charge, and they no longer had to listen to the previous steward.

As soon as Qing Chen entered the villa, he instructed the maidservants: “The Young Master hasn’t had breakfast yet. Quickly prepare some food for him.”

At that moment, Hei walked over and said with a smile: “Steward, you can have a good rest for a while. We’ll take care of these things.”

He wore black sunglasses and chewed gum, his automatic rifle slung across his chest and held in one hand, looking incredibly fierce.

Qing Chen looked at Lanshan with a grim expression: “I’m just worried that the Young Master will upset his stomach if he’s hungry. You handle the big things, I’ll handle the small things.”

Hei smiled: “Don’t worry, we won’t…how could we let the Young Master go hungry? We’ll handle both big and small things together, for better coordination.”

Qing Chen said coldly: “I have to do something, otherwise I won’t feel at ease.”

“Oh,” Hei looked at Qing Chen: “I’ve heard that the steward is a C-Class expert who once saved Master Kennedy, and was a valiant soldier in the army. I’ve always admired you. How about we have a sparring match?”

Qing Chen coldly smiled: “No problem.”

But as soon as the words left his mouth, Hei appeared before him like a ghost.

Before he could react, Hei, with absolute strength, threw him over his shoulder and out of the villa.

Under the watchful eyes of all the slaves, Qing Chen flew out of the villa, rolling on the ground for several turns, covered in dirt.

Hei stood at the entrance of the villa and smiled: “The steward must have been overworked recently. His reaction is slow. You should rest well.”

Qing Chen slowly got up from the ground, his face contorted as he patted the dust off his body.

Lanshan pondered for a moment and said to Qing Chen: “Steward, go back to your room and rest. Leave this to them. You’ve been working hard lately. Just take a break. We’ll need you to save our lives on the battlefield.”

Qing Chen was silent for a long time and said: “Okay.”

As he walked back into the villa to his room, he heard Hei say: “Steward, the situation is quite serious recently. Why don’t you go stay with the slaves? That way you can also help keep an eye on them to see if there’s anything unusual.”

Qing Chen was stunned: “You want me to live with the slaves?”

Hei nodded: “Yes, please. We need to protect the Young Master closely, so we can’t leave the villa, and there aren’t enough rooms. Also, please transfer the control of the slaves to my phone.”

Lanshan knew that he had to rely on the Crimson Blood Squad to seize the merit, so he let them make the arrangements.

Qing Chen, seeing that Lanshan didn’t speak, agreed with a dark face: “Fine.”

He then used his phone to transfer control of the slaves and went out, heading straight for the nearby slave quarters.

The quarters were very close to the stable, and Qing Chen could even smell the horse manure.

Many slaves silently watched Qing Chen’s dejected back, as if witnessing a palace intrigue.

The powerful steward was demoted so quickly!

It was too fast!

Qing Chen entered the quarters, found the foreman’s room, threw all the foreman’s belongings out, and said with a dark face: “No one is allowed to disturb me!”

The slaves looked at each other.

However, no one dared to be presumptuous. After all, the steward was a C-Class, and while the Crimson Blood Squad might not care about Qing Chen, they couldn’t afford to offend him.

At least not on the surface.

In the villa, Lanshan returned to his room to play Virtual Realm. Lvse looked at Hei and asked: “Captain, we didn’t need to rush to oust the steward, did we? He’s been with the Young Master for a while. Aren’t you rushing things? The Young Master might not be happy.”

Hei shook his head: “There are only ten days left. We can’t afford to wait. Don’t worry about the Young Master. Noble masters only care about useful people. As long as we can prove our value is higher than the steward’s, we’ll be fine.”

Hei continued: “I did this for several reasons: First, to obtain enough merit for the Young Master to become a Marquis, we have to go to the most dangerous places and do the most dangerous jobs. A C-Class might become a liability then, and we have to be prepared to abandon him at any time.”

“Secondly, to gain the merit of a Marquis, we must achieve great feats. There will definitely be two or three more people who will be promoted to Baron alongside him. Would you give that opportunity to the steward? Rather than letting him reap the rewards, it’s better for us brothers to take those merits and become nobles!”

The members of the Crimson Blood Squad breathed heavily.

The most important reason they were willing to risk their lives was that they also needed the Marquis’ private army to establish their own merit.

The military merit system was a complete promotion system. In the army, a freeman could be promoted ten levels to become a citizen, a citizen ten levels to become a Baron, and a Baron ten levels to become a Marquis.

Hei whispered: “The steward saved the master’s life. Do you think the master will take care of him when it comes to distributing merits? That’s why the master let him follow the Young Master. The master wants to help him become a noble and repay his favor. So, if we have a chance on the way, kill him. Don’t show any mercy. Even if you don’t kill him, you can just leave him to die.”

“Understood,” the Crimson Blood Squad reached a consensus on this matter.

Hei was already a level 4 citizen. In this war, he had a high chance of being promoted to Baron. Then he would no longer have to work for others. Even if he remained under Marquis Kennedy, he would be completely different from other wage earners.

Therefore, Hei squeezed out Qing Chen for the sake of profit. He didn’t want to work hard and risk his life, only to have Marquis Kennedy order him to give the merit to this useless steward.

In Roosevelt Kingdom, the status of nobles and citizens was worlds apart. Once Hei became a noble, they would have made it.

Once it came to interests, how vicious people could be was not unexpected. This was human nature.

“Will the steward hold a grudge against us for interfering?” Huangse asked.

Hei said calmly: “A C-Class? So what if he holds a grudge?”

At this moment, Lanshan’s new driver quietly watched this internal struggle. When no one was around, he secretly sent the information to Black Widow.

The message soon came back: “Lower the surveillance level on the steward, raise the surveillance level on Lanshan, and monitor the Crimson Blood Squad’s every move.” 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

In the slave quarters, in the foreman’s room.

Qing Chen, who was “holding a grudge,” let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he hadn’t exerted much physical effort, acting was tiring.

It wasn’t that he liked acting, but the spy driver sent by the Arbiters organization was nearby, so he had to act like a real steward to dispel their suspicions.

Qing Chen had even carefully pondered the steward’s psychology, from surprise to anger, from anger to powerlessness and frustration, a performance with several layers.

Even the detail of throwing the foreman’s luggage had to be acted realistically.

He had it tough.

However, unlike what Hei and others imagined about holding a grudge, Qing Chen was grateful to them. He really didn’t want to stay in the villa.

Serving people was fine, but it was too time-consuming. Now, no one would disturb him at all.

Qing Chen smelled the horse manure outside the quarters. Many people might find it unbearable, but he had been in worse places, pigpens. Compared to Base A02, this dormitory next to the stable was heaven.

He had to thank the Crimson Blood Squad for their kindness.

At this time, Lanshan actually sent him a message to comfort him: The Crimson Blood Squad are my father’s elite troops. They are not only powerful but also have command ability. The upcoming war will depend on them. Have a good rest. I won’t forget your due credit.

Lanshan didn’t say anything on the surface, but he secretly tried to appease his steward.

So, the other party wasn’t really just a silly son of a landlord.

But Qing Chen didn’t care at all. Whether Lanshan and the Crimson Blood Squad could survive the war was irrelevant. He would become a noble. Yi was waiting for a new body!

As for warfare...

The Old Master on Ginkgo Mountain had sacrificed nine of the most outstanding generals and executives from the Qing Family for him, and there weren’t many people in this era who knew more about war than him.

“Thank you, Young Master!”

Qing Chen gave a perfunctory reply and immediately put on his virtual glasses and re-entered the Virtual Realm.

The new world gradually became clear. Qing Chen was still squatting in the bushes, and there were four people squatting in front of him, whispering to each other, not noticing that someone had logged in behind them.

Qing Chen was stunned. This was a pleasant surprise!