Northern Territory of Sarvinia, Kenadze Territory, Lord's House.

It was dinner time, and the entire lord's palace was brightly lit.

In the dining room, the glow of the red fireplace is flickering happily, and the delicate plates on the table are neatly arranged, and the food in it is smelling and steaming. High-backed, delicate tables and chairs pulled from the table, and Lord Kenaldzer and his family took their seats.

Winter is always tough, but at the end of the day, it's just a poor man's winter.

Many territories on this continent are named after the surname or first name of a lord of a certain generation, partly because of the convenience and simplicity, and partly because it is also a glorious inheritance for some small families who do not have much background.

Those who adhere to the family motto will name their territory after their family name, hoping to pass it on from generation to generation to show the glory of the family. The vanity-minded will directly name themselves after their personal names, hoping that even after their deaths, stories about themselves will still be circulating.

Of course, no matter how you name it, it's never set in stone. Every year, too many territories on the continent are wiped off the map, changed their names, or merged into larger regions.

Almost between territories, there are usually more than five days of distance or distance between territories.

No one cared about such trivial matters until a sociologist pointed out that this was actually a typical social phenomenon. Because those territories that were a day or two apart were annexed in each other's attacks.

Since the Dark Calendar, the humans on the continent have been fighting monsters, and at the same time, they are also fighting with their own clans.

One day, when the general environment stabilized, everyone stopped and realized that the sociologist was right. Almost all of the territories that still existed were more than five days away from each other, which later seemed to be the default safe distance for everyone.

It's not impossible to fight beyond the territory of five days, but there are too many variables to pass through the dark wilderness.

Not to mention the difficulty of carrying heavy baggage transportation if the expedition is too far, if you encounter monsters in the wilderness and suffer heavy damage before you reach the enemy's location, you are likely to end up being seized by your opponent to fight back, and finally lead to your own destruction, then you can't make it.

It's not like this kind of thing hasn't happened before, and it's happened quite a bit.

Wars come in all shapes and forms, and the reasons for their demise are always strange.

Braun Kennadze had been a lord for more than ten years, and the position of lord at that time had passed from his grandfather's generation to his father, and finally fell to himself.

Braun has been cautious in all these years of becoming a lord, and he doesn't dare to say how to grow the territory in his own hands, but at least it has been stable so far. Life close to the border is usually like this, if there are not too many twists and turns, two or three years of sewing and mending, and seven or eight years of gentle wind and drizzle.

In between prayers, Braun sat on the main seat, swept his two ladies at the table, as well as the eldest daughter, second daughter, and younger son, and felt that there was nothing unsatisfactory about the present life, and that the years were quiet.

Their family believed in the old god of light, and if they were in the south under the jurisdiction of the Dark Council, their family would have fallen into decline and the people would have withered, but fortunately this is the north.

It is impossible to say how religious the faith is, people are like this, their lives are stable and boring, or their hearts are not strong enough, they always have to catch something and believe in it. Although when the bad luck comes, it doesn't work.

The atmosphere at the table was normal at the moment, and Braun, the topic of his wife and daughter, quickly lost interest after listening to two sentences with his ears pricked up. After the knife and fork were on the plate and the food was down, he shook the warm wine in his hand, and there was a rare laziness in his eyes.

At this time, the old housekeeper of the family silently entered the dining room, and then stood aside with his hands down.

Braun frowned, usually the old butler would not disturb him while he and his family were eating, and once he came, there must be some news.

The arrival of the butler shows that the matter is not too small, otherwise it can be said tomorrow, but the matter should not be too big, otherwise the old butler will not calmly maintain etiquette and stand aside and wait.

So far this winter, so far, things have been stable, and sometimes no news is the best news for Braun.

Although now is not the time to deal with the affairs of the territory, Braun still waved his hand to the butler helplessly, as the lord of a land, sometimes he still has his own dilemmas and problems to face.

After the old butler saluted the wives and relatives at the table, he respectfully approached the lord's ear and whispered the news he had received.

"This ......" After hearing the news, Braun's mouth opened slightly, his expression was a little confused and a little surprised.

The atmosphere at the table suddenly fell silent.

"What's the matter, father?" asked the fifteen-year-old eldest daughter, Petty, at the dining table, in fact, she noticed it when the housekeeper appeared, and when she saw her father's look at this moment, it must be something that happened in the territory, and she couldn't help but ask.

There are many things in the territory, and Braun will consult his eldest daughter's opinion. On the one hand, he has limited energy and needs a reliable helper, and on the other hand, because Petty has been very intelligent since he was a child, and he often has good insights in management.

Braun is also happy to let go of the training, after all, his youngest son has not yet grown up.

"A new territory has appeared in our rear, and the lord is said to be a boy about your age named Thor. He settled in the nameless village at the foot of the mountain, co-opted the population of Ash Stump and Tidal Village, and integrated the goblins...... Hmmm!"

As if suddenly remembering something, Braun turned to look at the butler.

"Is the information reliable?"

"Yes, sir, it has been confirmed. The butler replied.

There are two main sources of information for local lords like Braun, on the one hand, the information brought by the wandering trade merchants, and on the other hand, the lord will also release some scouts to spy on the surrounding area every once in a while.

The confirmation that the butler said was nothing more than the conclusion reached after the two channels came with similar news, combined with the comparison. I dare not say that this conclusion is very detailed, but the authenticity of the news should not be too far from each other.

The three villages, Braun, had left them for more than ten days, mainly because the distance in a straight line for more than ten days was too far for them to be included in the territory, and there was nothing special to the local area except for a small amount of fish.

Another reason is that the population is too thin. Those three villages have been like dozens of people for so many years, even if they are forcibly relocated to the territory, they will not be able to do anything, and they will have to bother to resettle.

If you don't move those people, you can actually be included in the territory.

The advantage is that it can bring a small tax to the territory, but if those villages encounter any danger and attack, if they don't send someone to rescue and shelter them, the name of the lord will eventually become a joke, and it will chill the hearts of the surrounding towns.

So for more than ten years, those three villages have been a tasteless food, and it is not a pity to abandon them.

But now that those people have become someone else's territory, the meaning has changed, and the point is that the kid has also integrated the goblins, what is he doing by integrating the goblins? This is the source of Braun's confusion and vigilance.

Because the other party looks as if he wants to gather all the forces around him in order to prepare for war, even if it is a foreign race.

Braun knew the goblin, too, but he had no interest, and the dwarfs who could only use stones and sticks were no different from a group of animals in Braun's eyes. There is no value in absorption, and food is wasted.

"And what are you going to do? Father. ”

Petty thought of a moment with Braun, and even further, but she felt that since others had not revealed hostility for the time being, it was pointless for her own people to be blindly flustered here, so she asked her father for a response first.

"It's not good, it's a routine to send a letter to the main city of Arlantis to report it, and then wait and see. Braun spread his hands.

In fact, he was just in a trance just now because the news came suddenly, and it felt like a few rotten vegetable leaves in his wheat field that he usually didn't care about were suddenly stolen by others, a small accident.

As for sending a letter to the main city, it is also a routine management process in the north, although each territory is independent on the surface, it has the support of the big families in the north behind it, and the Kennadze family has been standing in line for many years.

Each large family usually controls several adjacent territories in a certain area, and if you don't take the initiative to take sides, you want to take control on your own, unless you can resist the onslaught of the surrounding territories, because no one wants someone else on their territory.

Even if you can resist the surrounding area, if you can't take it for a while, the surrounding territories will isolate you and cut off trade, and if you are unfortunate enough to encounter an enemy attack by a monster in the wilderness, no one will come to your aid.

In short, it's more like a kind of remote management, where the local lord collects taxes from his subordinates, and then turns around and pays taxes to the major families entrenched in the main city behind him.

Now that a new force has appeared on the border behind him, he can know the meaning of the main city as long as the letters go back and forth, and it is likely that this is the handiwork of the family behind him, but he has not informed himself yet.

"You know what I'm asking. Petty looked at her father, and the so-called routine letter was not an answer at all.

"Well, let's get in touch with it when the time comes, as long as the trade is profitable......" Braun shrugged his shoulders at his beautiful and intelligent daughter, although he didn't finish speaking, the meaning was already obvious.

If the Sol boy in the rear is a new self-contained force, then the attitude of the main city side must be eliminated in the end, and the north has never allowed uncontrollable forces to exist, in fact, this is similar to the south.

Even if there is a fight, the reply from the main city may be the first to ask to cut off the trade first, isolate the other party, and hinder the flow of goods from the other side.

However, the instructions of the main city are one thing, but this kind of fringe is so far away that there are often people who privately trade with the enemy normally, and the reason for this is nothing more than profit. After all, life is not easy for everyone in the border area, and many of the people are still bare-assed.

Braun believed that even if he didn't, there would be people in other nearby territories who would do the same, and perhaps their letter to the main city was already on the way.

Anyway, in the end, there is only one premise for trade or not, and that is to be profitable.

As for the main city, even if it is going to be fought in the end, how will it be fought? How many people will fight? When will it be fought? That should be a long time later, in short, after earning the money first.

Getting her father's solution, Petty's beautiful eyes blinked, and she fell into thought.