Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 385 - 72: Wolf Castle

"We really are friends of Cherinita."

The underling looked puzzled: "Boss, who is that?"

The leader whispered: "She’s the eldest daughter of the Clan Leader, our Basilicata princess."

He looked up and said solemnly, "Honorable lady, you should know that simply mentioning Her Highness the Princess doesn’t mean anything."

"Yes, it doesn’t mean much."

Jeanne was worried about how to prove her identity. She pondered for a while, then pointed to Furinjira: "She’s closest with your princess, she’s the Blood Royal Court, Princess Furinjira of the Cepesh Family. See, I can even be friends with a vampire, so being friends with your princess isn’t out of the realm of possibility, right?"

Furinjira obligingly showed her sharp canines.

The leader was somewhat stunned; he couldn’t quite comprehend the logic in this statement, but upon careful consideration, it seemed to make a bit of sense.

Jeanne looked up and down at the three Basilicata wolves. Among them, only the leading wolf had blue-grey ears like those of Cherinita; the two underlings had respectively grey-white and brown-yellow ears.

After the Basilicata Family established themselves in Texas, they absorbed too many wandering wolf races, and could no longer be considered a family force purely held together by blood ties, which gave them the potential to compete with the Yakxi Wolf Race.

Judging by their attire, the style was decent enough, but it was covered in dust, and their exposed skin had a rough texture from wind and sun exposure, indicating their status in the family was not high.

"Boss, who exactly is this?"

The "leader" stopped the two underlings’ questions with a stern look and said sincerely, "Lady, I’m very sorry, but given your identity... and reputation, it’s really hard for me to believe you."

"Still not enough?"

Jeanne frowned.

Furinjira thought to herself, if the Basilicata people believed so easily, then this family would truly be hopeless.

"Then I’ll finish this drink and go with you for a walk."

Jeanne raised her glass and downed it in one go.

The "leader" gulped and silently pondered how to spread the news of the Knight of Radiance arriving in Texas.

He had no thoughts of fleeing. The name of the Knight of Radiance was too prominent in the dark creatures’ community. Many dark creatures were raised with the scare: "If you cry, the Knight of Radiance will come for you."

Especially the Knight’s spear, rumored to take your head from a thousand miles away if it knows your name, the "Holy Spear Gungnir," which made many psychologically fragile young wolves worry for days on end if a Holy Spear might suddenly take them away.

Dark creatures were actually a term given by humans.

In fact, dark creatures don’t think of themselves as dark. Animals eat people, it’s just nature. Moreover, most wolves have long given up the habit of eating humans; they choose gentler methods to rule over them.

As for Jeanne, they never felt like they hadn’t committed evil, and wouldn’t be held accountable.

In their eyes, Jeanne was an executioner, a natural enemy to wolves.

Just like wolves eat sheep, the Knight of Radiance was the "wolf" in wolves’ eyes. Even if nothing is done, standing in front of such a person would make one feel on thin ice.

She placed the glass back on the bar and smiled at the puzzled bartender: "This wine is truly mediocre. Next time, don’t say it’s your best when entertaining guests."

The bartender awkwardly smiled.

In fact, it was the best wine in his small tavern.

This small town was poor, and wealthy people wouldn’t frequent such a tavern. For the poor, the definition of "fine wine" was just something to help relax their wearied nerves.

After all, Texas was vast and sparsely populated, full of untamed wilderness creatures. Reports of remote farms being attacked overnight were old news in Atakapa.

The cowboys grazing cattle, farm tenants, and even small estate owners lived with immense risk here.

This is why the people of Texas accepted the Basilicata family’s rule. Wolves may be oppressors, but they are also seen as protectors by the people of Texas.

Without these wolf squads led by "leaders," constantly patrolling the wilderness, their days would be much harsher.

Jeanne stood up, saying, "Let’s go. Don’t think of playing tricks. We’re on the same side, so I didn’t plan on having Miss Furinjira use her skilled Blood Magic to control your minds."

The "leader" glanced at Furinjira, seeing a flash of red in her eyes, he quickly looked away.

"Use your head, young one. If we had any plot, would we really just march up to you like this? Besides, using lies to deceive small fry like you holds no benefit for me."

The "leader" was silent for a long time, finally saying, "I can take you to see Centurion Leon; he has spent more time with Miss Cherinita. If you truly are her friends, he should be able to tell."

"Consider it done!"

Jeanne’s tone became much lighter.

...

Wolf Castle.

The centurion known as "Leon" was solemnly holding his sword at his waist, following behind Jeanne.

Looking up, one could already glimpse the towering mountain castle. At the top, a row of Drip Mouth Beast (stone gargoyle) statues were arranged systematically. This decorative feature, used to divert rainwater, originated from a folk "ward off evil" legend.

Later on, however, wolves and vampires came to prefer this decoration and often granted them magic, transforming them into a line of defense against external foes.

Wolf Castle was on high alert.

In front of the tall gates, dozens of powerful wolves stared tensely at the visitor. The Knight of Radiance’s reputation was formidable; even alone, it exerted tremendous pressure on them.

If it weren’t for Leon confirming they were indeed friends of Cherinita, with important news for the Clan Leader, they wouldn’t have arranged such a meeting.

The Knight of Radiance immediately spotted a man in the crowd, wearing an ordinary, fitted suit, resembling clergy more than a wolf clan leader—a middle-aged man.

He resembled Cherinita.

Both had blue-grey hair, a handsome middle-aged man.

"What does the famous Knight of Radiance want with me?"

"The Basilicata Family is already in deep trouble; why aren’t you nervous yet?"

In this era, there was no telegraph; communication between Europe and the New Continent relied solely on magic.

Coupled with the Yakxi family’s swift assault on Basilicata’s territory, the Texas "Wolf Race Federation" had no idea the expedition army had already set out.

He couldn’t have imagined the old Wolf Lord, who had lived for hundreds of years and had outdated thoughts, would act so decisively.