Come to another world and become a lord

When Lisa walked into the room nervously, she saw Carl looking at her coldly. In fear, she fell to her knees before the guards could take any action.

Then, Karl’s voice sounded in her ears:

"I heard that you were involved, too, either in the kidnapping of Jim or in the rebellion."

"I, I didn't do anything, Carl, believe me, I really didn't do anything!" The girl defended in a pleading voice.

"But you agree with them and stand with them," Carl said.

"No, I...I..." The girl was shaking like a sieve, her eyes full of fear.

At this moment, Jim on the side suddenly spoke:

"Karl, about Lisa...actually..."

He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Karl as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Jim, you have no say in this matter."

He glanced at the girl again, then asked:

"Are you married to Dickens?"

"Not yet..." Lisa replied tremblingly.

"Yeah." Karl nodded. "Then you are lucky. Okay, go home. This matter has nothing to do with you anymore."

“Thank you, thank you, Carl…” Hearing Carl’s words, the girl immediately showed a happy expression.

"But~" Then Carl changed the subject and said, "Our friendship ends here. From now on, you are just a serf, and I am your lord. You are not allowed to call me by my name anymore~ Do you understand?"

“Yes,…yes, Ka…no, Lord…” Hearing Karl’s words, the girl was so frightened that she fell to the ground, not daring to move.

It was not until Karl drove her away again that she left tremblingly. When she left, Karl glanced at Jim beside him, who also breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Thank you, thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Carl asked.

"It didn't embarrass Lisa..." he replied.

Karl didn't say anything else, just sighed helplessly.

When Aeron was finally brought up, he looked relaxed and pleased. He first glanced at the guards behind him, then turned to look at Carl, and then laughed:

"I saw you hang the Hake father and son. I was fine and didn't say a word, but the little one was struggling from beginning to end, and he even peed, which smelled bad."

"Well, it fits Dickens' usual personality." Carl replied.

"How are you going to deal with me?" Iren said with a smile

Karl said nothing and looked at him coldly. For a moment, the air seemed to have dropped to freezing point. Then he suddenly said:

"Untie Lord Aeron~"

"What?" Ailen was puzzled as the ropes on his body were untied.

Then Carl turned his anger into laughter:

"Look at what you said. We are no match for each other. I was counting on you to pay for my military expenses."

He said as he poured a glass of ale and handed it to Aeron.

"What?" Iren looked puzzled.

Karl continued to smile and said slowly:

"Your men ran away too fast and didn't get any spoils. Lord Iren, I have to ask for a higher ransom."

At this moment, Iren understood, and his face turned pale:

"You! What if I don't pay?"

Karl thought about it for a while and then said:

"Well, if that's the case, then you'll have to stay in the dungeon of my Rick Castle. It's okay to be locked up for a few days, but if it takes longer, I wonder how Morton will react. A person who is no longer useful is still occupying the title and territory... What will he do with his personality?"

“What do you want to say?” Aeron asked.

"Instead of continuing to keep a useless person, it would be better to award the title and territory to a more useful dog. I think Morton is capable of doing this," Carl replied.

Generally speaking, a lord cannot easily deprive a vassal of his title, but that is not because of any rules or morality, but based on practical interests.

Most of the nobles have been entrenched in the local area for many years, and their family power is deeply rooted. Coupled with various marriage relationships, a complex and stable political structure has been formed. To put it bluntly, these old nobles are a community of interests tied together. As the saying goes, a single move can affect the entire body. If one person is moved at random, it may cause dissatisfaction among everyone, or even unrest.

But this is only for the real nobles. For Iren, who was born in the gang and has no family background, the so-called title is just a dog bone given by Morton to him. He can give it to him if he wants, and it is also easy to take it away if he wants. He is not a real noble and is not in that circle, so naturally no one will speak for him.

If you think about it this way, aren't you the same as Aeron? The only difference is that his master is the king. This identity at least makes many people who want to take advantage of him think twice.

“Lord Morton would never do this to me,” he heard Aeron roar.

"Shall we try to make a bet?"

After a moment of silence, Aeron suddenly replied in a voice that couldn't be any quieter:

"...At least you have to tell me how much the ransom is!"

"Well... I'll let you know when the specific bill comes out~"

At this moment, Yilun's face looked uglier than if he had eaten shit.

"At least the wine is free," Carl said again.

After hearing what Carl said, he glanced at the beer in his hand, then drank it all in a gulp, then slammed the glass on the table and shouted:

"Then give me another one!"

After that, the two of them bargained for a while until the sun set and the sky was covered with sunset glow. Aisha came back and rushed into the village chief's house with an excited look on her face and shouted to Carl:

"How's it going? Did you win?"

Carl waved his hand and said:

"It's natural, otherwise why would I be sitting here?"

"So, I am the one who made the greatest contribution! You have to give me some reward." The woman said proudly.

"Hmm..." Carl rested his hand on his chin and thought, "How about an extremely luxurious bedroom and a half reduction in sentence?"

"That's all?" Aisha showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Plus a private office and free fine wine," Carl added.

"The wine is fine, but what's going on with the office?" Elsa asked.

"Well, actually, I want to set up my own intelligence agency in Rickburg, and you will be the director." Carl said with a smile.

"Well, this sounds good." Aisha showed a meaningful smile on her face, "But I'm not cheap~"

"Don't forget, you are serving your sentence and have to do compulsory labor."

"It's possible!" Elsa cried.

"But if you do a good job, I can promote you and give you a fiefdom," Carl said again.

"Okay, I'll think about it." Aisha replied in a pretentious manner. Then, as if she had thought of something, she added, "By the way, Henry knew our plan from the beginning. He was deceived on purpose."

"Really..." Carl lowered his head after hearing her words, and felt a little guilty towards Henry. Henry was a truly respectable knight, but he was being petty in front of him.

"What did he say?" he asked again.

"He said he doesn't support this war because if one falls, the other will be in trouble," Aisha replied.

When they were leaving Porter Village, they passed the entrance of the village and saw the bodies of the village chief Huck and his son Dickens hanging on a pillar. A gust of wind blew, and the two bodies swayed from side to side.

Looking at the two bodies, Carl suddenly said to Jim:

"By the way, now that Huck is dead, Potter Village urgently needs a new village chief to manage it. I hope you will take this position."

"Me?" Jim was obviously at a loss, waving his hands repeatedly, "How can this be? This time I clearly..."

Before he could finish, Karl interrupted him:

"This is not a reward, this is something you owe me, and you must make up for it by doing something for me."

As soon as he said this, Jim stopped refusing. He lowered his head, then nodded as if he had made up his mind:

"I understand. I will tidy up Potter Village~"