Lord of Winter: Beginning with Daily Intelligence - Chapter 586 - 350: Intelligence and Autumn Harvest
Chapter 586: Chapter 350: Intelligence and Autumn Harvest
Louis woke up just as the sky was breaking into dawn.
His mind still carried the fatigue of last night’s journey, having rushed back to Red Tide Territory from Dawn Port, the overnight travel had him fall asleep almost instantly.
He rubbed his temples, and instinctively looked to the side.
Emily was sleeping beside him, her blue hair scattered on the pillow, breathing lightly, her eyelashes slightly trembling.
The little baby in her arms was curled up, half surrounded by her arm, like a small animal being protected.
Louis looked down at them, his expression softened for a moment, then he gently got out of bed.
He put on a thick robe and walked to the window to push open the wooden frame.
The morning fog enveloped the entire Red Tide City, the snow-covered streets and alleys stretched to the distance.
Red domed houses were barely visible in the mist, like undulating waves in layers.
Then Louis raised his hand and waved, after a familiar soft hum, a light blue screen spread in mid-air.
[Daily Intelligence Update Completed]
[1: Second Prince was attacked by a mysterious high-tier Extraordinary Knight during a hunt, lost his left arm, and is now in a coma.]
[2: Fourth Prince Astha August has recently, under the royal name, taken rare magic stones to win over Count Holmes.]
[3: A tribe of Frost Giants has appeared in the northern valley of Red Tide Territory, possibly seeking refuge for the winter.]
He looked at the first item, his brow slightly furrowed.
The severed arm wasn’t just flesh, it was connected to the ten or so legions that had pledged allegiance to the Second Prince, and to the networks of the military affairs office.
Even if the arm could be reattached, the injury would strip him of half his sharpness.
If the Second Prince falls, then the political forces in the Imperial Capital will immediately become unbalanced.
Will the legions continue to support a crippled prince, or will they each act independently, siding with other princes?
And once the military splits, the Empire will no longer have a complete defensive line, meaning foreign forces could take advantage and infiltrate.
The cracks in the Imperial Capital are bigger and deeper than they were half a year ago, as if someone is secretly cutting the Empire’s veins with a knife.
Louis silently assessed in his mind; he could almost foresee the scramble between legions, the ripping of military power, and the reckoning within the Royal Family.
He mentally crossed out the possibilities one by one: an internal reckoning at the military affairs office? Intervention by the Church Court? Nobles bribing assassins? Or the Federation probing by proxy?
The intelligence didn’t reveal “who,” only coldly wrote the outcome.
This slash is not an ending, it’s just the beginning.
The possibility of internal chaos in the Imperial Capital next year is very high, the time left for the Northern Territory for self-defense and integration is running out.
Louis sighed deeply, his own pressure was growing heavier.
Why all the fighting and killing? Isn’t it better to work together to build a beautiful Empire?
[2: Fourth Prince Astha August has recently, under the royal name, taken rare magic stones to win over Count Holmes.]
“Astha…” Louis’s lips moved slightly, a faint cold smile appeared.
To him, Astha could never overturn the situation.
His every move would almost always be presented to Louis through the Daily Intelligence System at the first opportunity.
“No matter how high Sun Wukong jumps, he cannot escape the palm.” Louis thought, but his expression grew with impatience.
Yet watching that person bounce around was beginning to annoy him.
Finding a suitable time to deal with this thorn would be good, though not now; right now, he still has other purposes.
As for Holmes, that was one of Duke Edmund’s political legacies left to him.
Unfortunately, Count Holmes died this year, succeeded by his ambitious son, who appears finally showing intent to use the prince as a stepping stone.
“Interesting,” Louis murmured, a cold smile in his eyes.
He restrained his smile and his gaze fell on the third item.
[3: A tribe of Frost Giants has appeared in the northern valley of Red Tide Territory, possibly seeking refuge for the winter.]
For Louis who had just arrived in the Northern Territory, Frost Giants were deadly enemies, requiring carefully set traps to hunt them down.
But now, even an elite knight squad from Red Tide can clear these giants, they’re no threat at all.
However, Louis tapped a few spots on the map, rapidly calculating another possibility in his mind.
If these giants could be captured alive, handed over to Merian the alchemist for research, taming or conversion, they would gain long-term combat strength far beyond short-term benefits.
Even if taming fails, the giant’s bodies would be excellent fertilizer and raw materials in the Northern Territory wilderness, the bone meal containing magic essence residue can improve the cold land’s soil, alchemists could also extract useful magic energy components.
Louis silently noted: “First send a reconnaissance team to infiltrate for observation, try not to alarm them. If numbers are controllable, prepare a capture plan.”
Turning off the Daily Intelligence System, he let out a soft breath, reflecting on today’s intelligence, amid internal and external distress, only he is constructing the Empire.
A slight sound of movement came from behind.
Louis sat beside the bed, naturally reached out to feel the baby’s forehead.
The child let out a small sound in its dream, its hand tightly gripping his finger.
Louis touched its cheeks for a moment, then went to the window, facing the snowy morning light to begin his routine cultivation.
He sat cross-legged, hands overlapped in front of his chest, slowly guiding his breath.
The rhythm of his breath seemed to align with the rise and fall of waves, the fighting energy within him flowed like tides, vibrating within his veins, slowly recirculating along his meridians, he could clearly feel the strength in his body growing bit by bit.
This lasted for a full hour until his internal breath completely stabilized, only then did he slowly conclude his practice.
After a brief rest, he closed his eyes, his mind entering a state of meditation.
His thoughts sunk into the pure magic power world, time seemed to stand still.
