“Where are the weapons in the carriage? And this is a gold-tier weapon. It should be a gold-tier weapon, right?”

The guards of the caravan cried out in surprise. That was the first time they had seen such a method. Well, to be more precise, it was the first time they had heard of it.

A gold-tier forger would have to spend dozens of days to forge a gold-tier weapon. However, Watson only waved his hand and said that it was a forging technique. They did not believe it at all. It was even more convincing to say that it was magic.

“Allen, this weapon is now yours, along with the thousands of gold coins in the carriage.”

Watson waved his hand. Allen, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately walked to the side of the carriage. He picked up the glove and wore it. In an instant, the glove had locked onto his skin.

As Allen looked at the glove on his right hand, he realized that he could not put it down, especially when the glove had changed from a gorgeous gold-red color to an inconspicuous dark gold color. It even moved according to his will. He liked it even more when he realized that its pattern had been hidden from sight. He praised his young master's generosity repeatedly, though he was not excited about the gold coins.

“Everyone, stop the training for a moment. Listen up; I am a person who can differentiate between rewards and punishments. Allen has made a great contribution, so he deserves such a reward! You should also learn from him and work hard to improve your strength.”

Watson's words were directed at the guards on the training field.

“Yes, Young Master Watson.”

The Blackmoon Knights on the training field put their weapons down and stepped forward in unison; their shouts could almost shake the sky.

They looked at Allen with envy. They might not appreciate silver-tier equipment, but gold-tier equipment was different. It was equivalent to dozens of silver-tier equipment. If they had gold-tier equipment and they had to face a silver-tier warrior, their enemy might not be able to break through their defenses in a year.

“Allen, are you satisfied with my reward?”

Watson turned around and asked; he was satisfied with everyone's enthusiasm.

“Yes, I'm very satisfied…”

Allen was about to say that he was extremely satisfied. However, when he thought about the guards that Zeke and Zenoah had brought with them, he wanted to protect his honor as the captain of Blackmoon Castle guards. He coughed and said, “Young Master Watson, I'm very satisfied! I swear that I will continue to work hard and not let you down.”

Watson grunted and deliberately looked behind Zeke and Zeke. Then he said, “Third Brother, Fourth Brother, these people are…”

“They are the guards we recruited in Monte Town. Some of them are bronze-tier warriors, especially Lucas, who is reaching the silver tier soon! We wanted to get them out of Monterey town and come to Blackmoon Castle to serve as guards. Well, it seems like the Blackmoon Knights are strong enough now, so maybe we don't need them anymore.”

Zeke saw through Watson's hint and said, “Why don't I give them some money and let them leave the castle?”

“Yes, it doesn't look like we'll need them. Right now, there are 50 Blackmoon Knights in the castle, and the weakest one is ranked silver-tier. If they are only at bronze tier, then they won't be of much help to us.”

Watson looked troubled.

Two months ago, they had only two silver-tier guards in Blackmoon Castle—Allen and Liszt. However, most of the guards had advanced to silver-tier, and Allen had almost broken through that. They could defeat everyone at the border, except for the border count. Plus, the mages at the castle had also reached the silver tier; they had managed to do that with Watson's help.

Even Nindy had mastered two silver-tier spells—the water-elemental warrior summon and the mine cannonball.

Apart from their hard work, they had also been eating Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs daily and received training techniques from Nightingale.

The guards in the castle did not need any silver-tier equipment. Instead, they desired gold-tier equipment so that they could use it when they broke through to that level one day.

As for the people that Zeke had brought with him, Watson had told them the truth. He kept some of the information to himself. The standard of his Blackmoon Knights had hit the maximum level. It would not be easy for the guards to advance to gold-tier in a short amount of time. Therefore, he cared about quality.

He did not intend to say those words out loud. He should have maintained the dignity of a leader in front of his subordinates. He had to show that he did not care about those people and make them nervous to earn their loyalty.

Sure enough, Lucas and the caravan guards were nervous when they heard what Watson had said. If they had not seen Blackmoon Castle's strength and Watson's G.o.dly skill of fusing gold-tier weapons, they might have left in a fit of anger.

However…

They wanted to be stronger and to have the standard to say that silver-tier equipment was trash. They wanted to be like Allen, who single-handedly wiped out an entire bandit gang, and they wanted to hold their head high in front of their companions.

“Young Master Watson, even though our strength is quite average currently, we can train very hard. I may only be a bronze-tier warrior now, but I am confident that I can keep up with everyone's pace in Blackmoon Castle.” Lucas paused for a moment. He did not ask Watson to let him stay. However, the other guards nodded and said the same thing.

“Captain Lucas is right. We'll work hard; hard work is the best talent.”

“Give us a few years, and we can become stronger! If we can't, we can do ch.o.r.es that don't require much strength. After all, we can't go back to Monte Town anymore.”

Zeke thought that it was enough. He said, “Watson, these people have protected us. If it weren't for them, we might not even be alive to meet with Allen.”

Zenoah also said, “Yes, Watson. Why don't we keep them?”

“Alright. For the sake of my two brothers, I will accept you—reluctantly.”

Watson gestured toward the guards in front of him. “From now on, you are members of Blackmoon Castle. I will have the maidservants draw up a contract for you later. You must follow our orders strictly and learn from your seniors. If you don't perform well, then I will still kick you out. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Young Master Watson, we understand.”

Lucas and the others looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes. The clever ones took the opportunity to kneel on one knee toward Watson to declare their loyalty.

An hour had pa.s.sed since they accepted Lucas and the other guards. Watson handed the distribution of the standard equipment and the other matters to Alan. Then, he brought his two brothers to the bathroom in the castle.

The reconstructed bathroom was even more s.p.a.cious than before. The pool had warm vapor that rose out of it as Watson and his two brothers laid on the jade platform. They were s.h.i.+rtless as they enjoyed the ma.s.sages that a maid in a towel had given them.

Watson saw his brothers' reaction; he knew that they were aroused.

“Well, I guess there is a benefit to being young. At least I won't have to deal with any arousal for now, and I won't make a fool out of myself like this,” Watson muttered to himself. Then, he said softly, “Third Brother, Fourth Brother, you guys haven't had a pleasant time in Monte Town these past two months, right? Did the people from the Mage Guild make things difficult for you?”

“I don't even want to talk about that. If it weren't for Lord Carter from the Good Luck Caravan and Lord Reynolds from the Wind Journey Caravan, we might have already been captured by those people from the Mage Guild! We haven't had the opportunity to touch any women for the past few days; we've been hiding here and there.” Zeke glanced at the cute maid behind him as he recounted what had happened in Monte Town.

Zeke said, “There's actually nothing to say about that. Watson, tell us about the changes in Blackmoon Castle over the past two months. How did you manage to develop this place so quickly?”

Faced with the burning and curious gazes of his two older brothers, Watson smiled and cleared his throat. “This matter started two months ago.”