The Sun King's Evidence

PS: You still want to see the plot of the protagonist, right? I know this, but changing the perspective is conducive to telling and telling the whole story.

Old world, spring, Britannia, Earl of Glamorgan, winery.

Ryan was sitting behind the desk working. He was wearing a standard Earl's aristocratic attire and was reviewing and correcting the last batch of spring plowing documents.

Spring plowing has always been the busiest time in the territory. The earl himself has to check many things and be prepared, otherwise the harvest of the year will be affected.

The order to recruit freedmen was sent out, and it achieved unimaginable results. The freedmen heard that the count was going to recruit musketeers and rushed to sign up.

Ryan was not very surprised by this. The serf class was even more eager for promotion than the knight class, especially when there was a knight promotion order.

Although the musketeers may sound like just an ordinary soldier formation, the musketeers actually enjoy a pretty good status in the empire. Many musketeers receive training at the Nuer Gunnery Academy. After graduation, they can often be rewarded by local nobles when they return to their hometown. They received their warm reception and were then hired as professional soldiers.

Every freedman family sent their children to the count's military camp and recommended their children to Ryan.

Finally, Ryan recruited about 180 musketeer recruits. These recruits will be gathered and trained by the dwarf engineer Dugan Ironhan until the dwarf engineer deems them qualified.

Ryan's heart aches when he thinks about the cost of all kinds of ammunition consumed for training. The musket projectiles are not crossbow bolts or arrows. They are really gone after they are fired. Unlike the Nuer Guns and Artillery Academy, the students there have to He spent his own money to buy these training ammunition. For Ryan, no matter how rich the free people in his territory were, they would not be able to afford this expense, so he still had to pay for it himself.

This was a necessary expense, and the Earl could only hold his nose and admit it.

"Dong dong~" The door of the room was knocked: "Master?"

"Please come in." Ryan looked up from behind the pile of documents, and his dark elf maid walked in from the outside carrying a tea tray and pastries.

There were only three people who dared to enter Ryan's room without knocking, namely the Lake Fairy, his wife Sulia and the Lake God Witch Morgiana.

Today, Olika is relatively rare in not wearing a maid outfit. The dark elf is wearing a hollow ivory simple pearl vase pleated skirt today. The fabric on the chest is tightly stretched, paired with black high heels inlaid with gems and black stockings. In addition to Apart from the headscarf on her head, it is almost impossible to connect her with the maid.

Since Emilia left, Sulia's maid Sylvia took over the position of Ryan's head maid. Unlike Emilia, Sylvia's management of the maid group is more strict and unkind. And he also likes to express his own opinions on Ryan's daily life. Although Ryan understands Sylvia's position, he still doesn't like it.

Of course, the soft and delicate dark elf has won more space. In addition to working as a personal maid for Ryan, she also serves as the earl's secretary, helping him handle paperwork.

"Put it over there." Ryan sighed softly, and he motioned for Olica to come over.

"Master~ What's the matter?" The dark elf sat next to Ryan and leaned on his shoulder. His long black hair hung down like a waterfall, and his amber eyes were full of affection: "You need my help. What are you?"

"Has there been any opposition in the territory recently to the establishment of the Musketeers?" Ryan put down the quill. He held the dark elf on his lap and deeply inhaled the fragrance of her hair.

"There are still some." The dark elf whispered: "But master, you can rest assured that none of them dare to come out to oppose you directly. This is enough. In fact, I also hope that someone will take the initiative to come out to oppose you, so that you can You can directly attack the opponents..."

"Kill him?" Ryan squinted his eyes. After getting along for a long time, he also understood the thinking circuit of the dark elves. This group of guys who believe in Kane, the god of blood and murder, have a very simple view on internal affairs. They must either obey or Various assassinations, conspiracies and bloody duels.

"Master is so strong, who dares to duel with you?" Orika said with some disapproval: "Since you don't have the guts to come out to object, then just ignore your small opinions."

"Dueling can't solve all problems." Ryan complained: "This is a human being, not a dark elf... For example, high elves rarely use duels to resolve internal affairs of the palace, right?"

"That's because those stupid and cowardly guys have lost the enthusiasm and martial spirit that elves should have." Orica spoke of the high elves with disdain: "Pride and prejudice dominate the entire high elves' court, where there will always be It is all kinds of political whirlpools and conspiracies. When the Druzi are fighting bloody battles against the Chaos Demons on the front lines, Asur and Islay, the two crybaby and weak cousins, will not get our mercy at all. The real elves Orthodoxy is in Druzi, in Nagaros! The last bit of inheritance of the high elves was cut off long ago in the Battle of Longbeard."

Is the elf orthodoxy in the dark elf? No orgasm after growing beard? The count always felt that these words sounded familiar.

Ryan hugged the dark elf pillow that only belonged to him and said with a smile: "I am not interested in who is the orthodox elf. I can be whoever I love. But I have signed a covenant with Tigris. Dear Orica, I am now We are allies with the high elves, so don't cause trouble."

"Hmph~ If the master hadn't stopped me, I would have killed him." The dark elf snorted unhappily.

"Can you deal with Teclis? I don't believe it." Ryan kissed Orika's delicate and smooth face.

"Don't underestimate me, master." The dark elf seemed to have no intention of arguing with Ryan on this issue. She changed the topic: "So, master, what are you going to do about the Musketeers?"

"I will not give up the construction of the Musketeers just because of opposition." On this point, Lane said that he would not have any room for compromise. The Earl whispered: "Now that my reforms have reached this stage, no matter what, I will not give up on the construction of the Musketeers." You shouldn’t give up.”

The establishment of a musketeer team is most likely the first time that Ryan has challenged the existing order of the Knight Kingdom. Generally speaking, the knight class does not like to see serfs equipped with muskets in an organized manner. Even if Ryan chooses to select them from among free people, Opposition is still unavoidable.

So when discussing this matter, Veronica, the witch of Gloria, suggested that Ryan could send these people to the Empire or Tyrell, and then hire them as mercenaries through the method of "export to domestic sales" Come in, so that you can bypass some people's opinions and accusations, just like hiring Ugor Cavalry, under the name of Ugor Circus.

Baron Hux of Devon proposed another idea, that is, this group of musketeers should not be named directly "Glamorgan Fusiliers", but instead be called "Glamorgan Marines".

Hux's opinion is not unreasonable. This knight from the Principality of Le-Angoulant clearly told Ryan that Richard's Principality of Le-Angoulant also has a musketeer battalion. Of course, Richard, as the King of Knights, also knows The Musketeers Battalion will be opposed by the conservative nobles, so he is in the name of forming a navy. Britannia's navy is equipped with artillery and muskets. As for why the navy fights on land, this knight also I don’t know. The navy is really loyal to the country. In order to protect the country, it does not hesitate to abandon its warships to land and fight. This is a good thing and should be commended!

Both suggestions were rejected by Lane.

Playing tricks, playing tricks and tricks is no longer what he wants to do now. If it were before, his power in Britannia was too weak, his background was insufficient, and he did not have enough territory, army, and financial power to do some small tricks, Taking advantage of some loopholes to get things done can be considered a helpless move, but doing this kind of thing again at this time is very meaningless.

After he came to the Kingdom of Knights, he almost single-handedly smashed a hole in the insurmountable gap between serfs and knights. If he continued to do this at this time, he would be very cheap.

Conquering the Blackstone Stronghold and defeating the Undead Archmancer Heinrich Kemmler does not seem to yield much on the surface. At most, it is a monetary capture. Ryan's territory has not been expanded, and his title has not been improved. At first glance, it seems that It was him who suffered.

In fact, it is not the case. The greatest significance of defeating Kemmler lies in his huge fame and exponential increase in appeal.

The knights of the entire country now know that it was the coalition composed of Ryan and Francois that defeated Kemmler and his Tomb Legion. They are the heroes of the kingdom and have made great contributions to defending the kingdom. Without their sacrifice and If you fight hard, you won't be able to destroy the Tomb Legion that has plagued the Gray Mountains for decades.

Therefore, in this matter, all the knights in the kingdom must acknowledge Ryan's feelings. At this time, if Ryan stands up and expresses his intention to organize a chivalry army to conquer Musilon, maybe he can assemble an army within two months. A chivalry army of only 10,000 people.

At this time, you should seize the opportunity to advance your own reforms and advance your own plans. If you don't announce the formal organization of the first formal musketeers team in Britannia's history at this time, how long will it take?

Are you really putting yourself in a box and being bound by a decadent rule that has been formed for thousands of years?

If he doesn't do it because of objections, then he, a human hero, a strong man in the sanctuary, and the divinely chosen champion of the Lake Fairy, might as well find a rope and hang himself.

Thinking far away, Ryan hugged his personal maid and rubbed oil on the dark elf's beautiful black stocking legs. The earl then asked: "Olica, do you want to visit somewhere recently? The spring plowing is almost over. I don’t have much to do when I come down, so we can go out and walk around together. Anyway, there won’t be a war in the next year or two.”

"Master, can you give me some time to think?" The dark elf leaned against Ryan. She said that she needed some time to think. Ryan motioned to the dark elf to think slowly, and he also wanted to hold her tenderly for a while.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Earl, are you there?"

"Come in, what's the matter?" Ryan had no choice but to let go of the dark elf. He could hear Katzenberg's voice at this time, and the count motioned for the butler to come in.

"Bodrick, Duke of Bordeleaux, is outside the winery!" Katzenberg strode in wearing a pair of round sunglasses, looking very anxious: "Duke Bordrick wants to see you for something urgent. .”

"Do you know what happened?" Ryan frowned.

"The Poseidon Trident was stolen by a group of rogue knights!" Duke Bordero, Bodrick, appeared directly from the door of Ryan's office. Duke Poseidon's face was very serious: "Lian, I need your help!"

"Expedition to Estalia!"

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