My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

“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.”

Watson made up his mind about the consequences of going against Blackmoon Castle. Many of the nearby manors knew that Blackmoon Castle had defeated more than ten manors. However, they did not understand how they had won, so he wanted to take the opportunity to let them see it so that it would dispel their worries.

“Young Master Watson, that’s not a good idea. I still have things to do,” Morgan complained unhappily.

It was not suitable for him to appear in front of others. As for Lady Gluttony’s capture, there were already many guards searching for her in Misty Forest. How long would it take for him to find her?

Watson looked at Morgan and said, “You shall help us capture Lady Gluttony. If you can capture her, then I will reward you.”

“Morgan, don’t go if you don’t want to, but I’m going anyway,” Jack said immediately.

Christine had already worn her gold armor and lifted her hair. “I’m going too.”

“Who said I’m not going?”

Morgan jumped. “Blackmoon Castle is my ally; their trouble is our trouble. I will still go even if there is no reward, Young Master Watson. I have a few iron-tier guards at home, and I will bring them with me later. They might be a little weak, but it’s only a search, after all. The more, the merrier.”

After he said that, Morgan smiled at Watson with a flattering expression. “Do you think this arrangement is suitable?”

Shameless.

The Blackmoon Knights pursed their lips as they looked at Allen, who was standing beside Watson. They felt that Morgan was very similar to someone they knew.

Allen’s expression tensed when he felt their gaze. “Why are you all looking at me?”

Allen bowed to Watson. “Young Master Watson, don’t worry. Lady Gluttony escaped because I was too weak last time! But I will capture her this time. I won’t mind injuries or even death. However, do you think you can bestow me with two more pieces of gold-tier equipment to help me in capturing her?”

Watson said, “Get lost.”

Everyone there tsked when they heard that.

A moment later, Watson and Allen led the chosen 20 Blackmoon Knights and Christine out of Blackmoon Castle.

Then, Watson whistled, and a golden twelve-winged lion that looked like it had been made of gold immediately flew toward him and landed in front of everyone.

Watson climbed onto the Golden Flash’s back. He raised his slender arm and waved it in the distance.

“Capture Lady Gluttony and kill the bandit gangs! Blackmoon Knights are on the move, and not a blade of grass will grow!”

“The Knights are on the move; not a blade of grass will grow!”

Those 20 Blackmoon Knights drew their longswords and knocked on the armor on their chests with loud banging sounds.

“They’re quite imposing, but the slogan is a little excessive—not a blade of grass will grow. Even if these 20 people are all gold-tier warriors, they won’t be able to do it,” Morgan said to the two other manor owners beside him with a calm expression. He thought that young people did like to show off; he would have to do more to capture their target.

Gulp.

Morgan was about to say something when he suddenly noticed that his two companions were swallowing their saliva simultaneously. They were staring at the sky without saying another word.

He thought that it was strange, so Morgan took the opportunity to look at the sky above him.

The sky had turned dark.

One by one, the two-headed ligers spread their huge white wings and glided across the sky as they let out ear-piercing roars. The sound of their wings as they flapped was like muffled thunder. There were a thousand of those silver-tier magical beasts, and they had blocked the sun.

“Kill!”

Allen led the 20 Blackmoon Knights as they shouted to call for their mounts. Then, they climbed onto their beast and escorted Watson into the sky.

Watson was in the lead; his right hand pointed at the sky, and his left hand pointed into the distance. A herd of beasts had covered the sky and the sun. He could see his territory on the ground, and his small figure looked so majestic.

The scene was like an eternal painting as it was deeply imprinted in Christine and the other two manor owners’ eyes.

If 20 Blackmoon Knights could not make a single blade of grass grow, what about a thousand magical beasts? Those magical beasts would trample the earth wherever they passed, let alone grass.