Lord of the Frozen Winter: Starting with Daily Intelligence Reports

After Lord Louis handled the issues brought by the 1500 slaves, the development of Red Tide Territory proceeded much more smoothly than imagined.
New houses continuously rose from the ground within just one month, and barren land was rapidly cultivated.
Hope finally appeared on people's faces, and the barren and desolate land was transforming into a true territory.
Lord Louis sat in his office, nodding with satisfaction as he looked at the intelligence reports on the territory compiled by Bradley.
“Excellent, the foundation has been laid. It’s time to do something more important.”
“It’s time to embark on the next step of the plan.”
Lord Louis picked up the dripping blood stone he had brought from the Southeast Province. It was a deep red crystal, its surface shimmering with a strange luster, as if still flowing with blood.
This is a special magical ore that can test whether a person has the talent for Bloodline Knight.
Only those with knightly bloodline can make it react.
Lord Louis used a dagger to cut his fingertip, and blood slowly dripped onto the stone.
The next second, the dripping blood stone vibrated slightly, emitting a dark red glow.
This indicated that Lord Louis possessed the qualification to become a Bloodline Knight.
Of course, this stone can only test the qualification to become a Knight, but not how strong a Knight's talent is.
But Lord Louis was not worried about this, because he had the Daily Intelligence System.
If there were children with strong talent, the System would eventually notify him, and he could then focus on nurturing them.
So, how many children in Red Tide Territory still have the talent to become Knights?
Lord Louis planned to use this stone to select children in Red Tide Territory, searching for those with potential.
He intended to cultivate Bloodline Knights who truly belonged to him and to Red Tide Territory.
They would not be Knights dispatched by a family, but loyal Knights personally chosen, personally trained, and personally shaped by him.
Knights belonging to Lord Louis should be fervent believers.
They should trust him, follow him, and be loyal to him without reservation.
Not just allegiance, but viewing him as a true leader, even a faith.
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Over two hundred children, mostly under fifteen years old, gathered in the square of Red Tide Territory.
A strange excitement filled the air, and every child held their breath in anticipation, their heartbeats quietly accelerating with that expectation.
Their gaze was fixed on Lord Louis in the center of the square.
He was clad in a black cloak, with the Calvin Family crest pinned to his chest.
He was like the sun hanging high in the sky, warm and dazzling.
Looking at Lord Louis, a strong sense of reverence surged in every child's heart.
Most of them were children of refugees and aboriginals, whose parents had been saved by Lord Louis when they were on the verge of starvation.
Through the teachings of their teachers and parents, they held Lord Louis in immense respect and adoration.
The image of Lord Louis in their hearts was that of the sun.
“Today, I will select some children to become Knights.” The sun spoke.
As soon as the words fell, the square immediately erupted into a commotion.
“If I become a Knight, can I ride a horse and wield a sword?”
“Can I protect Red Tide Territory like Lord Louis?”
“Can I… can I become a Knight?”
The children chattered excitedly, their eyes filled with surprise and eagerness.
These children came from the lowest social strata and were not very old, so they had no idea what the word 'Knight' truly meant.
Their understanding was simple and direct.
A Knight was the closest warrior standing beside the great Lord, his personal guard, and a powerful and noble existence in everyone's eyes.
To become a Knight meant to fight alongside the sun, to stand in the most glorious place.
“Quiet, one by one.”
The °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° test officially began, and Knights and teachers started directing the children to line up, ensuring each child came forward in order.
Lord Louis stood on the high platform in the square, with the dripping blood stone on the table in front of him.
The stone's surface shimmered with a strange luster, its deep red glow seeming to pulsate, attracting the gaze of all the children.
One by one, the children stepped forward, and following Lord Louis's instructions, they gently cut a small opening on their finger and dripped their blood onto the dripping blood stone.
At the beginning of the test, all the children were incredibly excited, anticipating a miracle.
However, as most of the children's blood dripped, the dripping blood stone remained still, showing no reaction at all.
As time passed, the children's expressions began to show disappointment, and the atmosphere gradually became somewhat subdued.
Lord Louis also felt a bit disappointed, but he did not show any frustration.
After all, such a selection was inevitable; only a very small number of people could possess Knight talent.
A little girl stepped forward and gently dripped her blood onto the stone.
Suddenly—
The dripping blood stone glowed faintly, then shook slightly, emitting a dark red light.
In that instant, everyone held their breath, their eyes wide.
“It's her! She's the future Knight!” The children whispered excitedly to each other.
The little girl stood there, staring blankly at the dripping blood stone, seemingly not yet fully understanding what had just happened to her.
Her eyes flickered with confusion and excitement, her legs trembling slightly, unable to comprehend the miracle before her.
Lord Louis gently patted her shoulder: “What's your name?”
The little girl seemed startled, stammering: “My... my name is Lilia...”
“Congratulations, Lilia.” Lord Louis looked at her, “You are the first Knight trained by Red Tide Territory.”
Upon hearing these words, the little girl's legs went weak, almost unable to support her body, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
She stood there, dumbfounded, her eyes filled with shock, unable to believe that she could actually become a Knight.
All the children in the square looked at her, discussing in low voices, their hearts filled with envy.
Listening to the envious words of her peers, Lilia finally stood up proudly.
Although her legs were still a bit weak, the excitement in her heart made her feel as if she was flying.
“I... I will become an excellent Knight and protect Red Tide Territory!” Lilia promised Lord Louis.
Lord Louis listened to the little girl's childish words and smiled: “I look forward to that day.”
As Lilia successfully passed the dripping blood stone's test, the atmosphere in the square became even more excited.
Children are always blindly confident, believing themselves to be the one in a hundred, chosen to become a Knight.
However, reality is always cruel.
Nearly half of the children had already come forward to be tested, but only three children had passed, possessing the talent to become Bloodline Knights.
And in the crowd, there was a relatively short child, his eyes sparkling with anticipation, yet also revealing a hint of fear.
He longed to become a Knight, yet feared that he lacked the talent.
He wanted to be a Knight, to stand by Lord Louis's side, to repay the Lord's kindness.
His name was Weil.