Chapter 134, Territory Construction (Part 1)

The dark elf's thoughtful gaze, the lake fairy, of course felt it.

To put it bluntly, the fairy in the lake is very disgusted to have such a dark elf staying beside Ryan, because her position and three views are doomed to disagree.

What's more, she is very likely to recognize herself and know what she is.

Fortunately, Ryan has already known her true identity, and she has no grievances at all, otherwise she might find a way to make this dark elf disappear from Ryan's side.

"My lady?" Ryan found the fairy of the lake sitting beside him, and hurriedly wanted to get up, but was held down by the fairy of the lake. The goddess shook her head, with a faint smile on her beautiful face: "Sit down Come on, my champion, there is no need for those formalities between me and you."

"Okay, my lady." Ryan sat up firmly.

Of course he knew that he was the God's Choice champion of the Fairy of the Lake, and his status was different, but in many cases, the rules were the rules. It was one thing whether the Fairy of the Lake cared about some things, but it was another matter whether he did it or not.

It is always right to have enough etiquette.

And the fairy in the lake...the goddess is a woman after all.

"Lian, my champion, you seem to be thinking about something impolite." The fairy in the lake suddenly felt something, and Ryan quickly denied: "No, my lady, I just wonder why you don't like the pattern of skulls?"

"Skulls and blood, those are the symbols of Khorne, not mine." The fairy in the lake shook her head, she stretched out her slender fingers, and with a light touch, the illusion of flowers appeared on the fingertips, and the coat of arms on the parchment The skull was removed: "I don't like that on my champion's coat of arms, it's gone."

"Okay." Ryan has no objection to this, he doesn't care whether there is a skull pattern, it's okay to have it, or not: "Madam, would you like to give some advice for her champion?"

"Heh~ Of course." The fairy in the lake pointed her finger, and a chair flew over. She sat down next to Ryan, and then pointed to the top of the coat of arms: "My champion, you are the Holy Grail Knight, so you can use the Holy Grail on your coat of arms."

Thus, a golden Holy Grail pattern appeared on the book in the middle of the coat of arms.

Ryan also felt very satisfied, this pattern can express his identity as the Holy Grail Knight for the first time.

"Then, you will get two ribbons to prove that you are my champion... and your figure fighting for me." Then, the lake fairy's pale jade fingers slid across the pattern of the Holy Grail, and the two ribbons were on the side of the book. The patterns meet and draw a wonderful arc.

So the new family crest of Baron Jean was completed in this way.

The fairy in the lake is quite satisfied with her design.

Finally, Ryan wrote his family motto below the coat of arms: Death is the servant of the righteous.

"It's done~ I like this coat of arms, hang it outside your castle!" The fairy in the lake's golden hair exuded a moving fragrance. She picked up the parchment and flew past Ryan, in front of the goddess Under the concentration of divine power, a complete and detailed family crest appeared on the parchment.

"Obey, my lady." Ryan was also satisfied with the coat of arms.

The family coat of arms of the new baron was decided in this way.

"This is your castle? Show me around." The fairy in the lake said to Ryan, holding the Holy Grail.

"OK."

So Ryan took the fairy in the lake to visit his castle. His castle is actually not very big. The main reason is that the four-story main castle is fully equipped, and more plots are only surrounded by city walls. Lots of open space to build on.

"Ryan, what are your plans for your castle?" The Fairy of the Lake stood on the balcony with Ryan, and she asked her champion.

"The existing castle has defects and damage in many places. I plan to comprehensively strengthen and repair the castle.

I plan to build a stable in the open space in front of it. The pine cone has been with me for many years, and it is time for it to have a comfortable home. Ryan pointed to the open space below and said: "Then I plan to build a training ground at that location, and my soldiers need enough training in their spare time." "

After listening to Ryan talk about his plan for his castle in detail for a while, the Fairy in the Lake nodded with satisfaction: "Ryan, my champion, it can be seen that you have a detailed plan for your castle, but before that I Maybe I need to interrupt you... I have a small request for your castle."

"Say, my lady, I'll do my best," Ryan thought, and I knew it.

"I need to set aside a small territory in your castle as my residence." The fairy in the lake held the holy grail in her hand, and she took out rolls of white paper with a moving fragrance from her arms, and placed them on the Ryan's hands.

Lane took the blueprints, and he found out that the Fairy of the Lake wanted him to add a steeple to his castle.

This will make it easier for her to descend in real time. As long as Ryan can continue to provide energy for her through subspace psychic energy, then this steeple will be the fairy kingdom on the ground of the lake fairy.

Of course, this needs to be kept secret from the outside world. Neither Ryan nor the fairy in the lake wants others to know the relationship between them.

Ryan thought about it for a while and knew that he and the fairy of the lake would like to cooperate more closely, and it was also what the fairy of the lake wanted. Although there would be some disadvantages, generally speaking, building a lake in his castle The fairy's minaret "palace" is a good thing that has more advantages than disadvantages, so after a short thought, Ryan nodded and smiled: "Of course, my lady, I will build the most beautiful minaret as a symbol of my devotion to you."

The fairy in the lake saw that the smile on her face remained unchanged, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that her request was actually a little too much.

There has always been a popular saying in the main material world: "The gods belong to the gods, and the mortals belong to the mortals." Her request has exceeded the scope of what the gods ask the believers. This is not to build a temple, but to build a palace.

She was sure that she would be politely rebuffed in making such a request of any duke, not even the Duke of Bastogne, the direct descendant of Arthur, and the most devout Duke of Connet.

Sometimes the relationship between gods and mortals is not as simple as belief. Knights are willing to die for their ladies, but they are not willing to give up all their property for this reason.

After the fairy in the lake left, Ryan officially started the construction of the territory.

Widening and building roads in the territory, building more workshops along the river, building stronger walls for the town, and completely renovating the castle require a lot of manpower and material resources, but also contain wealth and opportunity.

Many merchants in Brittania were moved by the news and brought their own people to the territory of the new baron.

Their sources indicated that Ryan was rich, the new nobleman from Marienburg was rich.

This is the opportunity to make money.

In early April, the weather has gradually warmed up.

Ryan is taking his own people to inspect his vineyard.

The person in charge of the management of the vineyard is named Durand, a down-and-out aristocrat with a title of nobility, but he can no longer afford a set of knight armor and war horses, so he is reduced to manage the vineyard here.

But Durand never gave up the hope of returning to the ranks of knights, especially after the new lord was appointed, he devoted himself to running the vineyard.

The Jean Vineyard is located on a hill not far from the town of Jean. It covers a small area of ​​about 30 hectares, but it has all the internal organs. All the processes from planting grapes to making wine can be carried out here. Among them Twenty hectares of vineyards are used for planting, and the rest is for processing workshops. In addition, there is a beautiful small wine castle built on the hill. It is said that the Marquess of Ascot brought his wife in winter. It is a villa where women come here for vacation, so the interior decoration of this wine castle is even more luxurious than Ryan's castle.

It's just that when Ryan came here to visit, the inside of the wine castle had become bare, as if it had been ravaged by robbers, and there was nothing left except for the walls and the floor.

"My Baron?" Durand was a gentleman dressed in formal aristocratic clothes and a bowler hat. He looked to be in his thirties, and he was following Ryan with a respectful face. The barren appearance of the wine castle, he quickly explained: "There used to be a lot of things here, but the Marquess of Ascot took everything with him when he evacuated here, as well as all the underground wine cellars."

Ryan's face was not very good-looking, but he had nothing to say about it, because in a sense, it should indeed be the property of the Marquess of Ascot, and there was nothing wrong with him doing that: "Then those workers who are in charge of planting and winemaking what about them?"

"The Marquis of Ascot didn't move any of them. He kept the workers. He hoped that Lord Ryan would treat them kindly." Durand added.

Judging from this point of view, the Marquis of Ascot did not do too well, at least he left a complete team for himself.

Coming out of the wine castle, the workers in the vineyard were working hard. Durand said in Ryan's ear: "Baron, we have encountered some difficulties. Now is the season when grapes need a lot of water, but we need to fetch water from the Chinon River. We don't have enough people to carry water by hand, and this year's sunshine is relatively weak, so I'm worried that the grapes grown may not be sweet enough."

"I will send someone over to help you carry the water. As for the sunlight problem, I will find a way to solve it." The baron said that he understood, and this sounded perfunctory.

Upon seeing this, Durand added: "Baron, the vines in Jean's Vineyard are all at least 30 years old. As long as they are properly nurtured, the quality of the grapes produced will not be inferior to Wenford's top-quality grapes."

"I understand what you said, but some things have to be done slowly. Let's solve the water source problem first. I will gather people to build a canal to lead here." Ryan signaled Durand to stay calm and solve the problems one by one. .

Since he came to this world, he has discovered that many people have this problem. They always want to solve problems at once when doing things, but they don't know that patience is a virtue, and problems have to be solved one by one.

"Okay, my baron." Durand knew how powerful the man in front of him was, and he was also the lady's chosen champion.

After simply inspecting his own vineyard, Ryan immediately met with the elders of his five villages without stopping.

In Brittania, the lords and nobles have the duty of adjudicating the serfs fairly. If they hear of a crime among the serfs, many knight lords will volunteer to conduct the trial, and because the object is the serfs, they never need Annoyed by the verdict, because as lords they have the right to dispose of the serfs in the territory arbitrarily.

Therefore, after the justice judgment is issued, the general criminal will definitely be hanged, the victim may also be hanged for various reasons, and the family's food storage will also be taken away by the nobles in the name of justice.

The serfs preferred to avoid such "justice".

So the title of "villager" came into being.

These villagers are generally respected elders in the village. These elders who are respected by the villagers listen carefully to the details of the case, and then decide to punish them. Usually it involved payment of damages and unpaid labor to victims, avoiding the abuse of punishment by knightly lords.

So after a long time, the old man became the actual speaker of the village and the spokesperson of the serfs, responsible for communicating with the nobles. The fair judgment of the old man depends entirely on his character, because his decision has no According to the law, the villagers will also make unfair judgments for various reasons, but in any case, this is much better than attracting noble lords.

Most of the visitors were gray-haired old people. They sat respectfully in the largest and best house in the village, enjoying the low-quality rum and bread given by the lord, and accepting the lord's inquiries.

"My lord, spring plowing needs enough manpower, and we cannot provide as many workers as you need." A villager put down the wooden cup in his hand and said carefully: "If spring plowing is affected, we cannot I handed over enough food for you on time."

"Also, my baron, spring is here, the beastmen in the forest are about to move, and the creatures in the dark threaten the safety of the village." Another village elder also said.

"I will take people to wipe out the beastmen in the forest. I want to ask, how many people can the village send if it does not affect the spring plowing?" Ryan asked.

"Uh, this..." There is no doubt about the military strength of the Holy Grail Knights, but they still seem to be in a dilemma. This season is a lean season, and the serfs are still planting seeds. There is a lack of food at home, and the work is heavy physical work.

"I will provide food." Ryan noticed the embarrassment of the villagers, so he continued.

So the villagers each reported a number, adding up to about 300 people.

More than three hundred people? Ryan was quite satisfied with this number, so he didn't say anything more.

The construction of the territory must be done as soon as possible.

Merchants have already gathered in Jean's collar. Everyone knows that there is a big deal here. These people are like sharks smelling blood, and they come to the door one after another. After determining how much labor force they can have, a fierce bidding ceremony is about to take place. Expands in the Baron's castle.

But when Ryan returned to the gate of the castle, a beautiful female knight with long golden curly hair and sea blue eyes was standing at the gate waiting for him on a pure blood elf horse.

"Miss Suria?"

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