The Sun King's Evidence

If there is a favorite job among serfs, it is undoubtedly being an apprentice to dwarves.

The wages and benefits of being an apprentice to a dwarf are actually not much different from other jobs. However, being an apprentice to a dwarf means endless possibilities. The lord needs talents who can work hard, especially dwarf apprentices who can transform from old-fashioned personalities. Apprentices who find acceptance in a stern dwarf are almost guaranteed a good life in the future.

This is also one of the few promotion paths other than being promoted to sergeant.

Therefore, when the dwarf rune craftsman Deron Feinson said that he needed three apprentices, almost all the serfs responded, and they all wanted to be apprentices.

"I don't want so many people. Those under twenty years old, those who have worked for the lord, and those who have worked for the blacksmiths and carpenters in the village, come to the front." The dwarf rune craftsman Delon Feinson's dress has changed. Transformed into a suit of satin clothes, he said impatiently: "Don't come with anything else. Also, if I know that any of you have deceived me, then just wait, my beard will bear witness to everything!"

This sentence scared away most of the escaped slaves. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and most of them chose to take a step back.

The escaped slaves finally got here, but they didn't want to be kicked out again because of deception. Dwarves were not easy to deceive. These stubborn guys could roughly tell how old they were by just touching the bones of a person's wrist.

But Raymond's eyes lit up in the crowd. He was only seventeen years old this year. He had worked as a laborer for the knight and as an assistant to the carpenter in the village, so he knew some carpentry work.

So he stretched out his hand: "Me! Mr. Dwarf, I am seventeen years old this year. I have been working for the knight since I was fifteen, and I also worked for the carpenter in the village!"

Dwarves are excellent craftsmen. Whether they are blacksmiths, stonemasons or carpenters, their ingenious craftsmanship is the envy of humans. Delon Feinson obviously heard what Raymond said, and he said in low Gothic that he was not very proficient in: "Why are you so loud? I heard you."

Raymond came to the dwarf in the envious eyes of all the escaped slaves. The dwarf first reached out and squeezed Raymond's wrist hard.

The dwarf's hand was so strong that it hurt Raymond a little.

"Well, it seems you didn't lie to me. It is indeed a bone of seventeen or eighteen years old." Deron Feinson nodded. He thought for a while and asked first: "What if I asked you to make an eighteen centimeter long bone?" Plank, what do you do first?”

"I first need to cut a piece of wood that is at least twenty centimeters long!" Raymond said without thinking, "It's better to be longer than shorter!"

"How do you usually handle wood?"

"Use an ax for big wood and a saw for small wood!"

“What’s the point of mortising wood?”

"This..." Raymond couldn't answer, his face turned red: "I don't know, Mr. Dwarf."

"The requirements for making mortises are vertical and square. Only by using the best of the best can you make the best use of the limited wood." Deron Feinson nodded, and the dwarf frowned: "It seems you haven't learned much from the carpenter. Long time.”

"I...I'm sorry, Mr. Dwarf." Raymond lowered his head.

"It's okay. He's young and hasn't been educated too much by those low-level humans. He has turned into a fool who can only produce defective products. Okay, my workshop needs a person like this. We will decide later whether we can accept apprentices. This I want him." The rune craftsman nodded and said, "Deni, what do you call this...?"

"My name is Raymond!" Raymond said quickly.

"Arrange this one named Raymond!" Delong pointed at Raymond's nose and continued.

"yes!"

The prison was like a huge mouth, swallowing up all the escaped slaves. It took more than an hour for these escaped slaves to find their own jobs.

Then, the family was arranged into a camp, which was located in an open space outside the city. Food was temporarily distributed uniformly. After they started working, the food supply here would be cut off.

There was still one day left before going to work, and the serfs could not start work until tomorrow. So many serfs lit a fire in the middle of the camp, boiled hot water, ate the black bread provided by the count, and started chatting about today's events.

Some local serf archers and infantry also joined in. They were also more interested in hearing some outside news from the mouths of these northerners.

In this era, information is very limited, and this is one of the few ways to learn about the outside world.

From everyone's chat, everyone learned that among the escaped slaves in the north, there are more escaped serfs in the Principality of Lyonnais, the Principality of Montfort, the Principality of Le-Angoulan, and the Castle of Artois. The Principality of Connet is the Knight of the Holy Grail. The territory of Duke Lawn. This Duke has been on the Holy Grail Road for more than ten years and is well aware of the sufferings of the people, so the life of the serfs is relatively easy.

This is the case with the Holy Grail Knights. They spent as little as a few years in the Holy Grail Crusade and as long as decades. They are relatively clear about the sufferings of the people. Among the virtues of knights, there is the virtue of caring for the people. Unfortunately, there are not many knights who possess this virtue.

"Speaking of which, have you seen the wizard tower? That tall, dazzling wizard tower." The escaped slaves began to discuss the wizard tower near the Earl's castle, which is Veronica's Dawn Wizard Tower. .

"Yes, it looks really scary. It is said that those terrible witches eat the hearts of a hundred babies alive every day in order to stay young!" Some serfs said with fear.

"Ha, blind, do you understand? The count has already refuted rumors about this matter. Besides, the village you lived in before had only a few hundred people in total, not to mention a hundred babies, right? You had to eat a hundred people every day. One? I’m afraid that the village will be eaten up until there are no rats left in just one week?” The local serf infantry complained: “There are many witches in that wizard tower, are they going to eat up the entire city?”

"Hahahahaha~" The escaped slaves surrounding the fire laughed. After they were resettled, their hearts dropped, and they were finally able to smile.

"No matter what you say, it is such a tall and big wizard tower!" Some serfs were still full of fear.

Everyone admitted that the huge wizard tower gave the serfs a great sense of oppression and fear.

"Speaking of which, the tower of the Lady in the Lake seems to be behind the wizard's tower!" A serf interjected: "I heard from the locals that the farmland here is high-quality farmland with high yields. Rely on the lady’s protection!”

"Praise the lady~"

“Compliments ma’am!!”

A group of people quickly praised the fairy in the lake.

"Our count is very pious. He spends one day every week to pray in the lady's tower!" At this time, a serf infantry suddenly said in admiration: "He is indeed the divinely chosen champion favored by the lady."

"That's not right, isn't it forbidden for civilians to approach there?" A runaway slave said cautiously: "How do you know?"

"My uncle's neighbor's countryman once took a shift at the count's castle. He saw the count coming out of the lady's tower late at night. His face was still a little tired. He must have accepted the lady's instructions. The count is really pious. !”

"Yes, you are so pious!" Everyone sighed together.

Raymond thought that this secret sounded like a lie. Historically, knights would not let serfs guard their manors and castles, but chose to trust their own retinues and guards.

"In order to sincerely pray for the lady's blessing and make the land more productive, the count has worked hard. It's really amazing!" Another escaped slave said.

"Yes, it's really amazing!" Everyone exclaimed.

Regarding this point, Raymond still nodded doubtfully. It was almost impossible for the Lake Fairy to appear in front of the serfs, but Earl Lane was the chosen champion of the Lake Fairy, and his deeds were well known even in the countryside. Lei Meng Meng thinks this is still possible.

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At the same time, in the Earl's castle, Ryan was standing in the hall of the inner castle, waiting for his fiancée to arrive.

"Ryan!" Sulia led people into the hall. Today's female knight had obviously dressed up carefully. She was wearing a pink butterfly and taro-colored double-breasted windbreaker today, with a faint smile on her exquisite face. Wearing flesh-colored stockings and milky-white high heels on her crystal-clear feet, pearl earrings swayed gently in the air, and a golden double-headed eagle engagement ring was worn on the ring finger of her left hand, indicating that she was engaged to someone.

Seeing Ryan waiting for her, the female knight blushed a little. While there was no one else in the hall, she slowly came to Ryan's side: "I'm here."

"Sulia!" Ryan hugged the female knight into his arms and kissed her gently. The Earl breathed in the fragrance of the iris in the female knight's long golden curly hair and smiled: "I feel relieved when you come over. There are many things I need your help with, my future wife!"

The dignified female knight instantly turned red at Ryan's words.

The two were engaged, and it was normal for them to have a slightly closer relationship. Sulia didn't say anything except her face was a little red. The unmarried couple walked towards the third floor together. Olika followed the two people. She was well-behaved. Calling Madam.

Since the female knight and Ryan got engaged, she has penetrated into Ryan's influence very quickly. The two have not been engaged for a long time, and everyone in the entire earldom is already calling Madam. Ryan's knights and courtiers are very interested in Sulia. Respect the exception.

This is the legitimate daughter of a great nobleman, Ryan thought to himself. She has managed everyone from top to bottom before she even got married. Her gentle personality is one thing, and her superb political wisdom is obviously It was inherited from François.

Ryan held his fiancée's little hand, with a warm smile on his face: "What happened recently?"

"There's nothing special. It's been quiet over at Winford recently. The serfs are busy harvesting winter wheat, and the knights are also busy training. By the way, Ryan, father thinks your quota tax is very constructive, and he plans to discuss it with you. Similarly, when we carry out tax reform, we will also change the tithe tax into a fixed tax." Sulia blushed and said, "I will need someone from your side to guide me later."

"Okay." I don't know why, but whenever Ryan sees the graceful and dignified look of the female knight, he can't help but want to kiss her.

Just do what you said, and just when Lidya Su was still about to speak, Ryan kissed her lips again.

Seeing this, Lidya Su closed her eyes, feeling dizzy and dizzy.

After two minutes passed, the female knight panted and sat side by side with Ryan on the sofa in the room. She reached out and patted Ryan with some annoyance: "Lian~ you guy~ If you do this, I won't come here again."

"Sulia, I miss you." Ryan hugged the female knight's waist, smelled the fragrance in her hair, and said intoxicatedly: "I haven't seen you for several months."

"Lian... I miss you too." Lidya Su was a little moved after hearing what Ryan said.

The two were tender for a while.

"Then the next thing will be left to you, Sulia, I will listen to the movement in the inner room." Ryan whispered.

"good!"

Half an hour later, several big businessmen and butler Katzenberg were already waiting in the conference room of the Earl's Castle. They were enjoying imperial beer, Brittany red wine, and exquisite snacks from the wood elves. Waiting for the count to appear.

Butler Katzenberg stood next to the empty main seat, his tall and thin figure standing upright, temporarily entertaining a few big businessmen. His wife just gave birth to a boy a few days ago, and the butler has obtained the earl's permission. This child will grow up and study in the earl's court and be trained as a knight. Katzenberg instantly felt that this life was full of hope.

The businessmen attending the meeting include Oliver, Hadrian and others who have a good relationship with Ryan, Ismael, a big businessman from Bordeaux, Fernand, a big businessman from the north, and Jacques, a big businessman from Wynford. .

These businessmen all have huge financial resources, and they have deep relationships with the local nobles.

"Good afternoon, everyone!" With the sound of heels hitting the ground, Sulia, wearing the dress of the Marquis of Brittany, appeared from the door, followed by her maid Sylvia.

"Good afternoon, madam!" Several big businessmen stood up subconsciously and bowed to say hello to Sulia.

Ismail, the big businessman of Bordeaux, secretly glanced up at Sulia's noble figure, and murmured in his heart. It seemed that Ryan's fiancée had come forward in this negotiation.

The nobles of the kingdom often talked about the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Winford. As the apple of Francois' eye, she was perfect in appearance, temperament and strength. Many nobles once wanted to marry François. They wanted to marry each other, but Francois didn't agree.

It is said that if this young lady wants to marry well, she must not only be a Holy Grail Knight, but also be young and have sufficient status.

In the end, she actually found it! Ismail cursed in his heart that the legitimate daughter of Duke Winford was really lucky. It was the marriage contract given by the lady herself, and none of the kingdom's nobles could object.

After sitting down, everyone first exchanged pleasantries and talked about some useless topics. Soon, Oliver relied on his best relationship with Ryan and said first: "Madam, we have encountered some problems recently."

"Question?" Sulia was sitting on the main seat, her hands clasped together and flat on the table. Her tone was gentle, and her eyes were gentle but full of majesty. The female knight skillfully considered everyone at the meeting. , to ensure that no one feels ignored: "What problem did you encounter? Can you explain it in detail? Mr. Oliver?"

"That's right, madam, recently...the northern sea route...is not very safe. Some merchant ships have lost contact and they have not arrived at Marienburg."

"Loss of contact?"

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