The Sun King's Evidence

The hot summer wind is raging in the Barony of Jean, and the scorching sun is shining on the land. The serfs are sweating in the farmland, and big drops of sweat are dripping on the soil. The sweat carries the serfs' expectations for a good harvest. It also represents their hard work and carries the family's livelihood. The serfs farm, pay taxes, and submit tributes, while the knights collect taxes, fight, and protect. This almost constitutes their entire life.

The only way for serfs to rise was through war, accepting conscription, joining the army, and conquering the enemy, and then hoping that they would be favored by the nobles, promoted to sergeants or even rangers, and change their destiny.

The serfs got up to work from five o'clock in the morning, but around ten o'clock in the morning, they stopped working because the weather was too hot.

Two serfs were sitting under the hut enjoying the cool air. There was water in a crudely made clay pot. They drank water directly from the pot with bowls, one sip and one sip.

"Wow, I'm so exhausted."

"Why are you so tired?"

"Yeah, I'm really tired today."

“I don’t want to do anything like farming~”

"Yeah, I'm about the same."

The two serfs complained that they always felt that farming was very hard, but in fact today's farm work only ended here, and the rest of the day was their rest time.

The serfs were actually not as diligent and hardworking as they imagined. Many serfs often did not have enough to eat, but many times they would rather go hungry than work hard. The reason is very simple. The tithe would drain the serfs dry. The result of almost all the efforts and efforts of the country to raise knights is that the country's resources are concentrated on knights, regardless of serfs.

"This situation has pros and cons, do you know? My Baron, in the Empire, 30% of our people are homeless." In the distance, Ryan, Olivier, Lops and Katzenberg Sitting on the second floor of a tavern on the edge of town, they were also enjoying the cool air.

Olivier performed well in this war, and he defeated several tomb guards and bloodthirsty ghosts with just a few of them.

In this war, the more than 200 elites who followed Francois on the expedition lost about 50 people. Among them, more than 20 wounded soldiers could return to the team after recuperation, and the rest were either dead or disabled.

Disabled soldiers will be able to be incorporated into patrol teams responsible for peace and security, or receive a pension.

"Tramps have no property and no one is willing to take them in. They are farmers who have lost their land, homeless exiles, defeated deserters, and bankrupt nobles." Ryan water condensed into ice cubes and was poured into red wine. Middle: "Unlike Britannia, every serf has a noble to whom he belongs. The nobles must not only accept them unconditionally, but also protect them when needed. What the nobles of the empire hate most is that they cannot create income. They were driven around and made a living by doing odd jobs, and the corruption of Chaos spread in their hearts."

"Yes, I had a deep understanding when I was studying in Brunswick, the capital of the empire." Knight Errant Hex nodded, and he said: "Brunswick is a very huge city, very huge, also known as 'Heart of the Empire', but in fact, that city is a city built on slums and muddy ponds, with tens of thousands of people accumulating in every dock area of ​​the city, and chaos, depravity, and corruption are spreading everywhere."

"It's very similar to Marienburg. After a city's population reaches a critical point, this is an inevitable result. There are too many people, and everything from sanitation to public security faces severe challenges. The agglomeration effect of the city is not as simple as 1+1." Butler Katzenberg also said.

"Now it seems that the enthusiasm of the people is pretty good, and they are not slacking off." Olivier is not interested in talking about these things. What he wants to talk about is the war: "Baron, I think we need to reorganize the army now, and at the same time Let’s take advantage of the Midsummer Festival recruitment event to recruit outstanding soldiers.”

Ryan doesn't have any objections to the new recruitment of troops: "This time we plan to recruit fifty to one hundred people. Hux, I will leave the recruitment of the army to you."

"Understood." Hux nodded in agreement.

"My Baron, several brand new windmills have been put into use. We only collect a small part of the windmill tax, but we stipulate that if the windmills in their area are damaged, the serfs need to bear the obligation to repair the windmills." Katzenberg said Looking at the form, he continued: "It is also worth noting that the wood elves have recently begun to try to spread the faith of Isa and Kunos among the serfs, but I stopped them."

"It's right to stop it." Ryan said impatiently: "The wood elves don't really want to spread their faith at all. They just want to abduct those children to be their servants. Warn the wood elves, if they just need labor and helpers Forget it, after all, it is a normal employment. If they plan to use children to perform rituals or sacrifices, I will raze their observation station!"

"My Baron, your reputation is outstanding and your prestige is unmatched. In fact, after I negotiated with the wood elves, they have already expressed their apology and promised that they will never do such a thing again in the future." Katzenberg added.

"That's good." The news that Ryan killed the Blood Red Duke has spread within the kingdom. His reputation in the Knight Kingdom is now at its peak. Even the people of the Empire and the Southern Kingdom are familiar with his name and deeds. Here, Under such circumstances, the wood elves will naturally not conflict with him. He is still the only trading partner of the wood elves.

Ryan began to think about his own territory.

At present, his territory is very prosperous, and various construction projects are proceeding in an orderly manner. The trade with the wood elves has brought him a lot of wealth and a hospital, and taking in the dwarves has brought him three workshops, but this is still Far from enough.

After this war, Ryan realized that without a strong army, how to fight against evil? He couldn't always do this when an elite team of several people narrowly escaped death in order to burn some siege equipment.

Speaking of which, vampires really like to change homes. Once was not enough, they came a second time. Thinking of this, Ryan shook his head with a wry smile. Now, Musilon's vampires need to be quiet for at least many years. For the vampire army, Corpses and skeletons can be seen everywhere, but the loss of blood knights, bloodthirsty ghosts, and bloodthirsty bat wolves is enough to make the vampires of Mousilon heartache.

Change home? Good thing~

A blood knight needs tens or hundreds of years of training, and must go through life and death training with a very high elimination rate before he can be considered a qualified blood knight. This war at Turis Castle includes the war in the Chalon Forest, and the vampires lost a lot of money. Dozens of blood knights were killed, which was a truly terrible loss for Musilon, and it might take many years to make up for it.

The same goes for bloodthirsty ghosts and bloodthirsty bat wolves. These creatures must be cultivated from an early age.

"Baron, the blacksmiths in the town have objections. The quality of the things made by the dwarves is too good and the prices are fair. They have no food to eat, so there are some conflicts." Katzenberg went on to report on the situation in the territory.

"Then let them learn skills from the dwarves. They all rely on craftsmanship to make a living. If they are not as skilled as others, they will naturally be eliminated. The dwarves have no prohibition on recruiting human apprentices." Ryan gave instructions calmly: "Those who are unwilling to learn crafts can leave."

"Yes, my baron. Also, Craftsman Delon said that another group of dwarves learned about the treatment here and tried to settle here. He wants to ask you if you are willing to accept it?" Katzenberg took out a piece of parchment and said, Then he said.

"how many people?"

"About... more than four hundred."

Ryan thought that the number was okay, not too much, but he didn't want to make such a hasty decision: "Let's go to the dwarf's new home first. Deron seems to be resting today."

"Then please let me lead you, my baron." Katzenberg stood up, and the four of them hurried on under the sun.

After riding for about half an hour, we arrived at the dwarf community.

This is an independent community. The dwarves built their residence under a hill. Yes, it was under the hill. When Ryan followed the stone road to the dwarf community, he found that the dwarves had hollowed out the bottom of the hill. , they created deep basements for living, and only a small number of dwarves were willing to build houses outside. The dwarves' houses were simple in shape, with most choosing solid pointed stone structures, and there was a lack of decoration on the outside, except in the middle of their communities. A statue of the chief dwarf god was built.

Two dwarves were standing guard on the watchtower with long fire blunderbuss. When they saw Ryan appearing, they saluted happily: "Hello, Lord Ryan, may your beard be long and beautiful."

"Pfft~" The two knights errant couldn't help but laugh. Ryan didn't have a beard at all. He did have a little stubble when he came back from the war, but he shaved it off quickly. Ryan is twenty-eight years old this year, and he has not yet reached his age. The age of growing a beard.

Ryan didn't say anything in particular. He just smiled and said, "Thank you. Is Mr. Delong here?"

"Oh! My old friend ~ Mr. Ryan." The dwarf rune craftsman Deron Feinson came out of the community: "Welcome~"

Several people entered the community. Olivier felt as if he had discovered a new world. He looked around and saw that there was nothing unusual about the dwarves. However, this was the first time he had seen a dwarf community. Hux and Katzenberg worked hard to maintain the Calm, but they were equally curious about the dwarf community.

Many dwarves despised the curious appearance of humans, thinking that these stupid students were really rare.

Yes, although most dwarves have a good relationship with humans, they believe that humans are their stupid students. Since the Empire and the dwarves formed the "Holy Alliance", human weapon manufacturing technology was taught by the dwarves, and human siege weapons Technology was generously shared by the dwarves, and gunpowder technology and steam weapons were selflessly donated by the dwarves.

Therefore, in the eyes of dwarves, humans are their friends, and they are also stupid students who are not very talented. Whenever humans make major breakthroughs in science and technology, dwarves always feel that it is difficult to live with them, and the Dwarf Engineers Association will immediately come up with new technologies. The research results suppressed human technology and showed off their power at the same time.

Deron noticed that Ryan kept looking around, so he took the initiative to say: "My Baron, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I noticed that your houses are all very thick and covered with boulders. Is there any reason?" Ryan looked at the dwarves' stone houses. Even though the materials were dull, the dwarves still repaired their houses very neatly and neatly. Beautiful, without gorgeous decoration, but with a sense of solemnity unique to dwarves.

"Building a house is a science, my baron." Delong pointed to his stone house: "If the wall is too narrow, the house will be very hot. If the wall is too thick, the house will be very cold."

The dwarf's words sounded like an unanswered question, and Ryan didn't care. Delon opened the door to his room. His house was the largest and most luxurious in the entire community, nearly three meters high (for a dwarf): "Please Come in, Mr. Lane, gentlemen."

Ryan and others stooped into the room and sat down in the living room. Deron took out several glasses of malt wine and put them on the table. He also brought out some bacon and grilled bacon: "Please use it slowly, I'm sorry. , Sir Ryan should treat you with Bagman beer when he comes, but I don’t have it now, but... I should have it soon, and I sent someone to Breeze Castle to buy a few barrels."

"It seems that Mr. Delong is doing well now!" Ryan said with a smile. The dwarf's beer tasted very strong and the meat tasted very salty. It can only be said that it was barely edible.

"It's not bad. As you can see, many compatriots are still not used to living under the sky, so they opened up a group of basements in the hills." Delong touched his white beard: "I started with I’m not used to it, my Baron, don’t you think that when you look up at the sky, you will be afraid of falling in, into the infinite starry sky?”

"I never feel that. On the contrary, whenever I look up at the stars, I always feel that I am extremely small." Ryan shook his head gently, and Deron didn't take it seriously. He continued: "Sir, Sir Ryan, you are here this time. It must be because of Swain, right?"

"Yes, it's not that I don't welcome your tribe, I just want to know their origins and what they need from me." Ryan said calmly.

"It should, it should." Deron nodded repeatedly: "He is my friend, his name is Sven. Sven Novigreen is a powerful dwarf patriarch and rune blacksmith. He is an eighty-seven-year-old young man. (Dwarves can live at least four hundred years), his city was destroyed by night goblins, and most of his people died in the war. After a desperate struggle for more than ten years, Sven finally realized that the remaining The more than 400 tribesmen are no longer enough to recapture the fortress of their ancestors. They need a place to recuperate, so I suggest they come here."

"There are not many people left in the Novigreen clan, but they are all excellent warriors. They are willing to use their own hands to exchange for the necessities of survival they want. This can be work or killing, as long as you provide them with A place to live and work in peace and contentment, and enough ale." Deron was not good at words, so he could only use these dry words to try to gain Ryan's trust.

"Recuperate?" Ryan thought for a while and finally nodded: "Okay, let them come, I approve."

His territory also needs some rest and recuperation.

At this time, a knight's retinue came from afar on horseback, and he told Ryan a piece of news.

The king's envoy has arrived.

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