Today is destined to be a good day to be remembered.

After some waiting, the Empire's Courier, Lord Donald Te, and Knight Jose finally arrived at the venue.

"Now that we're all together, let's revisit what's going to be announced. This time it was Jose Knight who spoke, although his voice was not loud, but it had a unique sense of oppression, which quickly swept away the disturbing atmosphere in the audience.

"The two lords standing before me are about to have great good news for us, and before he speaks, I might as well reveal that they are from the imperial capital of the south and have come on behalf of the emperor. ”

There was a somewhat reserved smile on Te's face, I have to say that as the messenger of the empire, he still has some ability, at least the thickness of this face is not beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The audience gathered not only immigrants, but also some citizens who spontaneously came to watch, they blocked the place to the water, the citizens were dressed in decent clothes, looking at the fat man standing on the stage dressed in colorful colors, they knew that the guy who vented his energy in the honey tavern every day was not an ordinary businessman, but a nobleman with a high status, who seemed to be a big official, they were amazed and sighed that this life is impermanent.

He cleared his throat and read aloud in an affectionate voice from the envelope:

“Der Kaiser ließ nicht zu， dass der Ort als freier Stadtstaat im Gegenzug für die harte Arbeit des Volkes hier existierte。 (As a reward for your hard work, His Majesty the Great Emperor will not allow the city to exist as a free city-state.) ）”

Speaking of this, I originally thought that there might be cheers from the audience, but there was no movement in the audience, and everyone was as quiet as a stone. Even Hams, who was standing on the stage, looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, and they all looked at him with a little strange eyes.

Only Yupon and José knights put a smile on their faces.

“Der Knütten Kaiser。 (Emperor Notting "Nod King")"

The messenger's words became soft, and the confidence he had just now was swept away, and his face showed complete embarrassment, he had done his homework, but he forgot it when he was about to speak. This is also something that can't be helped, the empire is so big, it is inevitable that there will be times when the words do not reach the meaning, if these things are not corrected in time, it will be overkill.

The citizens didn't pursue it, as long as they could understand it, they didn't really care so much about what the fat man said.

"What is Liberty City, and what is the benefit of Valuno?"

One citizen raised his own doubts.

Yubang seemed to have the answer ready, and he spoke

"There are many benefits to Liberty City, and there is one thing that I think you might be interested in. You can choose your own mayor to govern the city, including the villages near Valuno, and the owners of the 100 miles of land near the city, all of which belong only to the citizens who live in the city, and do not install any vassals, in exchange, you only need to pay a tax every year. In other words, all citizens will be free to be recognized by the Empire, and if you wish, even a runaway slave will receive the protection of the Empire in this city, just as the Empire respects the nobles. ”

The people were somewhat ignorant of what Yubang was saying, but they were still interested in words like freedom and protection. A middle-aged man in his forties asked with a red face

"Then do we still need to serve the original masters in the future?"

"If you're going to live in this city, then I'm happy to tell you you don't have to. ”

"No need?" The man's eyes showed a look of disbelief, and he continued to ask with some excitement, "Then can I also own my own land and house?"

The man's words could not hide the excitement in his heart, and the civilians around him waited for the answer with expectant eyes.

In the original tribal stage, although there was also a clear hierarchy, and everything in the tribe existed as public property, with the spread of the feudal system, the concept of private property was popularized.

In times of poor harvest, everyone gets through the difficult times together, but when the harvest is good, the original lord will run over and collect everything in the land, leaving only a little ration for them to survive. In the long run, the farmer will inevitably have a stalk in his heart. But in the current situation, this is the case in most parts of the country, and most people live a life without a fixed property.

Especially in the Northlands, where personal dependence is strong, leaving the lord's farm without permission, not to mention that his neighbor is a people whose main business is plundering, and that a single winter alone is not a farmer who can survive on his own.

It is because of this that after the defeat of the Wiegand people in Valuno, this settlement was able to gather so many immigrants so quickly, if it was in the south, the threat of foreign enemies was relatively small, and the towns were so spread that it would never be able to gather people quickly because of the victory in a small war.

When they heard the emperor's message, many people's first reaction was not just simple joy, but a kind of excitement mixed with fear: Could it be that they have come all the way over, and they have to arrange another lord on their heads?

Yubon didn't make any more unnecessary explanations, just nodded slightly, Donald Ter, who was standing aside, already had an impatient look on his face, he had just spoken a beginning, and then there was a long speech, the language was gorgeous, the words were beautiful, representing the emperor's exhortation to the people of the Northland, in order to be able to tell this paragraph well, he had spent a long time practicing his voice, and he was confident that he could move all of them to tears.

There was a loud cheer in the square, some for their own freedom, some for the construction of their hometown, and only the tree people remained the same.

Northland immigrants have tears in their eyes. If it weren't for a better life, no one would want to leave their homeland. Most of the nerves of people who can make a living in the Northland seem a little rough, and in the blizzards one after another, all the embellishments have been erased, and there are only some essential things left.

"Please thank Your Majesty for your kindness on our behalf, Your Excellency!"

An elder tapped his cane and spoke to the messenger in the loudest voice he could. Conan secretly observed his expression, which was far more excited than when the medal was awarded to him.

"From now on, Valuno's location will be directly marked on the official map of the Empire. With a smiling face, Eubon handed Joyce an envelope letter.

"This is a personal letter from the Prime Minister. Yubon looked at Joyce, who was puzzled, and added in a low voice.

Joyce instantly became a little serious about the envelope, and when it came to winning people's hearts, in the hearts of some old people, His Majesty Tian Sen was a famous golden signboard. He created an image that met most people's expectations of a king who betrayed his people and went south.

The words on the envelope were strong and powerful, and there was no sign of old age. This reminded Joyce of the man who sat on the throne of the North Sea, and his honey room always had a warm bonfire burning in his wine room, and the smell of honey-roasted meat could be smelled three miles away.

It was the place that the young people of our time longed for the most. At that time, the Northlanders had no emperor, only a wise monarch who did not defeat the Weegand but had the courage to place his throne in the far north, the closest to the great tribes of the Wegand people.

There was a down-and-out Abbasquia painter who came to the town with the pioneer team, and he was one of the few "tree men" who remained awake, and even two months of timber work could not break the man's heart, and he immediately remembered this scene in his heart, and after completing this work, he became the spokesman of the empire and the northern frontier.

The painting has the name "Thank You for Your Majesty's Kindness for Us". After a hundred years, it was purchased by the municipality of Valuno, and finally sold for 300,000 imperial gold coins, which is still the flow of a small city for several years, even after a hundred years.

But that's still nothing to a city's important memory.

Donald Te was dancing alone on stage, he was fully in shape, and he spoke every word with great sincerity, as if he were the emperor who called the shots.

Conan stood on the stage only three or four meters away from the man, and his ears were almost filled with the cheers of the people in the audience anyway, and nothing else could be heard.

"Maybe standing in the audience will be better able to hear clearly. Conan thought with some relief.

Just as Conan watched Donald lose his mind, Knight Jose quietly pulled behind him.

"Quick, young man, come with me!"

He still had a bit of a mystic smile on his face.

"I have a son who is about your age, and I wish you could meet him, but he is not as lucky as you are now. Today is your big day. ”

Conan nodded suspiciously, he was a little unavoided, and no one had taught him what to do next.

The Knight of José walked to a stable with a few noble youths, these horses had been ridden by the members of the Knight José's mercenary team, and he took the owners of the horses to level one bandit den after another, and clear the land, and now these horses are still there, but the owners are missing.

"Pick one, you're going to be a knight today!" The José knight did a good job of hiding his emotions, at least in Conan's opinion, he was still a very enthusiastic and good person.

Montgomery looked around briefly, and directly pulled the largest horse among the horses, this horse is the most to his temperament, reddish-brown body with a few white spots on the forehead makes it look a little dull, maybe some people with good faces will not like it, but Montgomery values his strong muscles more.

The horse was clearly human, and Möngke simply shook his thick fist in front of the horse, and it immediately seemed to settle down.

Conan walked back and forth in the stable several times, and finally found an animal about his height, covered with gray-white spots, and his eyes were meek.

"It's a steppe horse, a warrior who has escaped from the tribe and left it here, maybe you can be a good master. The man who looked at the stables was a middle-aged man who looked very honest, and he respectfully introduced it to Conan.

Conan carefully held the saddle and tried to flip onto his horse.

The process was somewhat unsmooth, he had no riding experience at all, and he lacked enough talent in this area, and in the end it was the horse who took the initiative to lean down and tell Conan to go up.

After sitting down on horseback, Conan looked up with some pride, only to find that everyone had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Yes, sitting on horseback seems to be a lot more mature, maybe in two years you can start raising women. The man who spoke was Mitchelson, who had also chosen one of the stables, and had died of illness halfway through the horse brought by Abbaschia, for which he had been sad for several days, and for several days he had eaten horse meat with some of his friends.

Conan had no room to recover Mitchelson, he lowered his head and grabbed the reins of his horse, trying to get used to the feeling of riding on horseback.

Among several people, in addition to Conan who can't ride a horse, there is another person who can't ride a horse, perhaps seeing Conan's anxiety, Amy comforted: "Take it easy, Xiao Ke, this is not to ask you to go to the battlefield and go through the motions." ”

Amy's words invisibly increased the pressure in Conan's heart, and he couldn't help but think about it

"What if I can't even go through the motions, then what should I do, and I'm embarrassed to claim to be the son of a knight?"

Knight José waited a little impatiently, he was not an impatient person, but simply from a soldier who couldn't get used to Conan's weak appearance on horseback.

"Didn't your father teach you how to ride a horse?"

It was a very heavy sentence, and the atmosphere was a little silent for a while, and everyone present knew that Conan never mentioned his father. He tightened his horse's belly, as if overcoming his fear in an instant, rode to the front of the procession, and galloped in the direction of the square.

On the high platform, Teh finally ended his speech, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, what he said not only used the kind of court tone that went out of formal occasions, but even worse, it also imitated the tone of the emperor's speech, which was still his own imagination, even if the people present listened to him intently, it was enough to understand a rough idea, not to mention that there was a mess on the field.

When Conan rode into the square, the hungry people had already taken out bread sticks from their bodies and began to eat, and some good people even took out some jerky to sell on the field, but most of the townspeople who had two in their pockets could not refuse the business, and they all donated generously, and the number of people in the square at this time had exceeded a thousand, and everyone was huddled together in a chaotic manner, just to make way for a few knights to walk horses, which caused a lot of confusion.