Come to another world and become a lord

After the handshake, there was another brief exchange of greetings and small talk, but Eleanor said again:

"Due to the long-term influence of the northern barbarians, the order in the north has always been very bad, especially in your Rickburg. Please forgive me, no offense, but since King Philip left, the order here seems to have never been restored." She paused slightly and looked up at Carl. Seeing that the other party did not react, she continued, "And this time, the Pope asked me to come here to help you re-establish judicial norms and educate the people."

"Judicial norms?" Carl looked at the nun thoughtfully, but his eyes always uncontrollably drifted towards the pair of weapons in front of her body.

Hearing Karl's doubts, Eleanor clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and said devoutly:

"The Lord of Light has compassion on mankind, wrote down a just code of laws, and gave it to his messengers, granting them the right to judge mankind."

"Yeah, I heard these words when I was a child." Carl nodded perfunctorily. Indeed, there was some propaganda and knowledge about the church in the original owner's memory, but he never cared about it.

After hearing what Karl said, Eleanor smiled, and seemed satisfied with the answer, so she continued:

"So, Lord Carl, from today on, I will gradually take over the judicial trials in Rickburg, and I also hope that you can support me in this regard."

"Wait, if I understand correctly, you want to be the supreme judge of Rick County?" Carl said suddenly.

"Supreme Judge?" Eleanor rolled her eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "Interesting title. It can indeed be understood that way. However, I am here mainly to share your concerns. Towns need legal regulations, and the people also need the guidance of the gods. All of these need to be done by the church."

After saying these words, she looked at Karl again, her eyes full of confidence, and even a hint of provocation, which made Karl feel a little uncomfortable. He looked at her unceremoniously, and for a moment, the two of them fell into an awkward silence.

Selena took the opportunity to smooth things over:

"Sister Eleanor, there's no rush for these things. Since you've just arrived, we can take a good look around Rickburg first, get familiar with the environment, and prepare a welcoming banquet for you."

But I didn't expect Eleanor to suddenly say:

"That's not necessary. If possible, I would like to get into work as soon as possible, so as to relieve the adults of their worries."

"I don't need anyone else to worry about me."

Karl suddenly said this, which made Eleanor stunned, and also startled Selena behind her, who kept whispering in Karl's ear:

"Lord Karl, etiquette, etiquette..."

However, Carl ignored Selena's reminder. Etiquette was useless. The other party had just arrived and was already showing off his power. Why should he be polite?

After Eleanor was stunned for a while, she suddenly said:

"My Lord, is that true? As far as I know, since you took over Reikburg, there have been more than 20 civil lawsuits in total, and as a lord, you have never attended court to adjudicate a case."

Now it was Carl's turn to be stunned. Indeed, when he thought about it carefully, he had been involved in various things since he became the lord. He had almost no free time. Even his development plans had been delayed and could not be implemented, not to mention dealing with civil disputes.

He lowered his head and asked Selena softly, "How did she know?"

"When ordinary people have problems, they are usually more willing to inform the church first, and then the lord." The girl replied.

Karl felt a little helpless, but when he looked up, he saw Eleanor already showing a smug look: “So, sir, you really need my help.”

"I was just going to take care of that."

"Why don't we go together?" The nun smiled.

In the meeting hall of Rickburg, Carl was sitting on the lord's throne, with Eleanor on his left and Selena on his right. Alia didn't come, but it seemed that she should not be interested in these things.

At this time, Carl rested his chin on his hand and leaned back on the chair, looking somewhat bored. On the other hand, Eleanor was completely the opposite. She listened attentively to the requests of the visitors and made reasonable judgments on the arithmetic and the world one by one:

"Mr. Thomas, your act of throwing excrement into the river has indeed affected the lives of the villagers downstream. For this, you not only need to compensate the victims, but also need to perform forced labor in the church for three months."

"Ms. Walton, although it is unethical for Ms. Misha to throw rotten tomatoes at you, it does not constitute actual harm. Of course, Ms. Misha should also apologize for her behavior."

What kind of cases are these? They are all trivial matters, but they are arguing fiercely, and some people even fight in the court. He felt a little bored, and he was drowsy listening to Eleanor's verdict. Maybe he was a little too excited just now. It seems that it is not a bad thing to leave all these things to this nun. Just as he was thinking about it, two more people walked into the hall.

The victim on the left is a middle-aged man, his expression a mixture of anger and disappointment; the victim on the right is a young man in tattered clothes, his face pale and with fear in his eyes.

Then he heard Elinor say in a tone of emotionless:

"What is the accuser complaining about?"

The middle-aged man spoke first, his voice loud and full of anger: "This man is a thief. He broke into my shop and stole bread and wine. The guards can testify to this, and they were the ones who caught him."

The young man stood unsteadily, looking very uneasy: "I know I was wrong, but I really have no choice. My family is hungry, I just want to find something to eat for the children. I beg you, give me a chance, I am willing to pay it back, I am willing to do anything to make up for my mistake."

Karl focused his eyes on the young man with great curiosity:

"This person..."

"They should be refugees who have just entered the city. Like I said, more and more refugees are coming to Rickburg." Selena explained.

"Yeah." Carl nodded. Without work and food, these people would indeed become a source of instability if they were not dealt with quickly.

Then he heard the verdict from Eleanor: "I understand your situation, but stealing cannot be tolerated. According to the law of the Lord of Light, thieves will have their hands chopped off!"

"What?" After hearing the verdict, Carl almost jumped up from his seat. What was he going to do? Wasn't it just stealing a few pieces of bread? Was it that serious? Rickburg was still short of people. Was he going to waste an effective labor force? He couldn't help but frowned.

"Sister Eleanor, isn't this sentence too cruel? Cutting off his hands won't solve the problem. He and his children will starve to death."

"My lord, this is stipulated by the law. You should not interfere without permission." Eleanor nodded politely.

"What if I want to intervene?"

Carl turned his head and looked at her. Their eyes met. He could even see the surprise in the nun's eyes. After a brief moment of surprise, the nun regained her composure and then said calmly:

"That would be to defy the will of the Lord of Light."