Baron Yan Sù's gaze swept around the crowd, pausing beside Zhang Lin and Eric, and then he opened his arms and asked the servants behind him to remove their armor.

"Mary stays, let the rest of the people disperse."

The people who got the order dispersed, especially Eric disappeared immediately after hearing the baron's words, and Zhang Lin, who was walking at the end, vaguely heard Mary's summary of the baron's work in the past few days.

It's nothing more than a routine report on territorial taxes and some of the family's income, which Zhang Lin is not interested in.

There was still a long time before dinner.

On the third floor, Zhang Lin walked down the bright yellow corridor with a lit candle to a room.

She took out the key and opened the door, and the flame of the candle brightened the dark room, allowing her to see the contents clearly.

It was a library where the Green family kept their books.

Once Freya liked to play here when she was a child, but as she grew up, her curiosity and playfulness about things outside kept her away from here, and at this time, standing in this familiar and unfamiliar place made Zhang Lin feel a kind of trance, which was the overlap of two memories.

For books and other knowledge, the popularity of this world is not as good as that of ancient China in the previous life, the civilians here basically have no opportunity to read, and even those who can read and write do not have it, and if they want to learn words, they either go to a professional school, but the tuition fee is not affordable by an ordinary family, or they join a force or family, which is equivalent to a deed of sale.

Although she has Freya's memory, it is far from enough to recognize the current situation, and the things in the book are the shortest way for Zhang Lin at present.

The library is not very large, there are only three bookshelves in total, and there are many books on it, but it is very neat and clean, and it seems that people often clean and tidy up.

*Walk to one of the bookshelves at the front and pull out a random geography map to read.

The candle burned quietly, the pale yellow flame was imprinted on the girl's serious face with a sense of weakness, Zhang Lin's gaze moved quickly, and the great improvement in her learning ability made her understand and remember what was in it almost once she looked at it.

As the candle burned a third of the way, there was a small pile of books at Freya's feet.

And most of this pile of books belong to various celebrity biographies and useless novels and the like, and only a few of them are helpful to her.

Putting a shoddy novel at her feet, Freya pulled out a red book in the middle of the shelf.

The red cover is not paper but something resembling leather, and the title of the book is engraved in the most striking place on the cover, and the author is: Leonardo. Flessis

Seeing the author's name, Zhang Lin frowned slightly, this person was mentioned in the celebrity biography just now, he was a famous noble swordsman in the Byron Empire two hundred years ago, and he was the best kind, he once held a fancy stabbing sword used by nobles to defeat the senior generals who came down from the battlefield, however, at the peak of his fame, he resolutely took his beloved bayonet to the battlefield to prove himself, and disappeared in the first battle he participated in, even if he died, he did not find the body, but, When cleaning the battlefield after the battle, the soldiers picked up a half-sized bayonet sword among the many corpses, and this broken sword symbolized the demise of this excellent noble swordsman, and the bayonet sword gradually degenerated into a flashy thing.

Unexpectedly, the author of this book is the same person.

The book is not very thick, and Zhang Lin finished it almost in a short time.

Most of the content in it is about the use and maintenance of the bayonet, and a small part is the way the bayonet responds to other weapons, and it mentions an important point, that is, the use of the bayonet is not as strong as the military cross sword or broadsword, but for its own agility and flexibility.

If the cross sword is like an upright military knight, and the metaphor of the stabbing sword is a strange and tricky assassin, they are two different positions.

Closing the book, Zhang Lin put it back in its place, although it doesn't mean much to her at the moment, but in this world where strength is respected, there will always be a day when it will be useful.

As Freya was about to pull out a new book, the door slammed.

"Miss, dinner is ready." The maid's voice remembered outside the door.

"Oh, got it, I'll go right away."

After receiving a response, the maid turned to leave, and Zhang Lin looked at the candle next to her, which had already burned half of it unconsciously.

"I didn't expect it to take so long."

She crooked her stiff neck slightly, put the books on the floor back on, picked up the candle and walked out of the room.

As you walk, you think about what you've just learned.

From the current point of view, although the friction between the Byron Empire and neighboring countries occurs from time to time at this time, it is a distant thing for the Green family, although the baron's territory is on the border between countries, but because of the obstruction of the forest, it is not suitable for large-scale invasion, and at most there are often harassment by displaced fugitives.

In the Byron kingdom, the power of the nobles is very great, not only to control the life and death of the commoners, but also to raise some of their own private troops correspondingly, in Freya's memory, the baron's territory has an army of about 1,000 people, usually under the cover of the identity of the escort and the law enforcer.

And Freya, as the most important daughter of the baron, no matter what her status is, the future is open.

However, although Zhang Lin, who was at ease at this time from any aspect, still had a faint sense of urgency in her heart, perhaps because she suddenly crossed into a world without law and morality, as if she was suddenly stripped naked in her clothes, although there was no one around, she was still nervous in her heart.

"It's better to be prepared."

Having made up her mind in her heart, Zhang Lin raised her head, and she didn't know when she was about to walk to the castle's restaurant.

Under the glorious chandelier, a rectangular wooden dining table sits in the middle, and by this time the core members of the family have arrived, only one main seat and three secondary seats are still empty.

Sitting at this table were not only the relatives of the Green family, but also some people who had important positions and contributions to the family, so there were a large number of people, and when they saw Zhang Lin's arrival, they all smiled and nodded to him slightly

Zhang Lin responded with a smile and walked to the deputy seat next to the main seat and sat down, the dining table was already full of all kinds of Western-style food.

Sitting next to Zhang Lin was Eric, the little boy with his head down and not saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

In a few moments, the sound of the baron and the man talking intermittently came from a distance, getting closer and closer.

"Send some more people to the outskirts of the forest... I suspect those outcasts... In my territory! …”

"Your Excellency... The caravans from the north in the nearest territory... Not clean... Maybe it's Viscount Berta next door..."

"Humph! Want to hit my idea... This year's iron ore..."

"Yes, sir!"

As he approached, the baron and the man next to him ceased to talk.

The baron and a strong man in a white swordsman's suit walked slowly to the table and sat down.

Glancing at everyone present, the baron reached out and took the knife and fork on the table, and tapped lightly on the plate.

"Let's eat!"

Maybe he was thinking about something in his heart, the baron frowned absent-mindedly, but Zhang Lin's eyes were on the person sitting next to the baron.

Howard. Bailey, a man who once retired from the battlefield with the Baron, legend has it that he also blocked a knife for the Baron, is the Baron's most trusted person, and is also the chief captain of the castle guard.

Compared to the baron, he is more powerful.

Almost sitting at the dining table, there seemed to be a shadow cast, and the swordsman's suit, which originally symbolized his ability, also felt like he was about to burst his shirt.

The short black hair stood on end, and on the already rough face, a slanted scar ran from the corner of the right eye to the side of the mouth, looking extremely vicious.

However, such a fierce appearance is very handsome in Freya's memory, and in that memory, Zhang Lin even feels a little intimacy in it, like a crush...

"Crush..."Zhang Lin looked at the vicious man in front of him, and felt like he couldn't cry or laugh.

Perhaps feeling Zhang Lin's gaze, Howard smiled slightly, pulling the scar at the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely hideous.

Seeing that terrifying smile, the corners of Zhang Lin's mouth twitched, and she quickly lowered her head, reached out and picked up the soup in front of her and pretended to eat.

"I didn't expect Freya to be a hardcore!" Zhang Lin drank the mushroom stew broth in his mouth, and felt a strange feeling in his heart...... (This chapter wasn't segmented before, sorry sorry)