"Respectfully, Lord Lord Count Leuven Fleet, our family has been settled in Deepwoodburg three hundred years ago, and since then, we have been loyal to the Fried family......

The old man, who was standing at the foot of the steps of the castle hall, was about to open without stopping, and the young Count sat down in his chair with his chin propped up on his right elbow, and waved his hand impatiently, signaling him to hurry up and have something to say. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is the twentieth time he's heard such an opening sentence today, and there is no novelty at all, only boredom.

The panicked old nobleman quickly shut his mouth and began his "performance" in a lifeless tone, as if reciting some kind of hypnotic song.

Although the weather has entered winter, everyone standing in the hall still does not feel the slightest coolness, and it has become extremely muffled against the background of the sound of the old nobleman's mosquito call, and every face is a listless face, and the entire castle hall is surprisingly quiet.

Standing on the right side of the hall, Will Senna held a shortboard in one hand and made quick notes with a quill pen. Except for the sound of the tip of the pen, it was impossible to hear if he had said anything.

Sir Aaron, the captain of the guard, stood outside the hall, enjoying the cold winter breeze and the slaughtering scenery, just like the lone knight in the painting, watching over the land he guarded outside the castle.

Only Loren, who was beside Ruwen, had to endure the magic sounds of the old nobles while maintaining a formulaic smile, unable to move like a clay statue.

If he had a choice, he would rather make an exchange with Asriel - a certain "unrighteous" bird had flown away from the hall in the middle of the day.

After the old man had finished his statement, the Earl, who had not understood what he had said, sent him away with a few casual remarks. Then he made a deep sigh and stared at Will Senna: "How many are left?"

"Today?" the squire quickly rummaged through, then swallowed his saliva and looked at the earl a little frightened: "There are forty-five people left, but you can receive more as long as you need ......"

"I don't want to see any of them!" Lu Wen, who seemed to be frightened, suddenly stood up from his chair and complained irritably: "Holy Cross grandmother, I am here to be an earl, not a nanny for them!"

Well...... You can't let the church know this," Loren tugged at the corners of his mouth. But in fact, he agrees with Lu Wen in his heart, these people who come to him are basically for some trivial things, and they are not to the point where they need the earl to administer justice.

"But that's the Count's duty. Will Cena, who was scolded, shrunk his neck in some fear, and replied stubbornly: "You are the law of this land, and everyone can only come to you to judge right and wrong." ”

"I don't care, let the rest come back tomorrow!" "Rown was completely impatient, and greeted the black-haired wizard behind him: "Loren, follow me outside to breathe!"

Glancing at the earl who had already left by himself, and the squire who was stunned in place, Loren, who sighed, patted Will on the shoulder: "Let the rest come tomorrow, the earl definitely doesn't want to see him today." ”

"How the hell am I going to explain it to them?" Will said with a gesture that was about to burst into tears, "I'm just a squire, they won't take me seriously!"

"Then I can't help it. Loren also shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "They're definitely not going to listen to me, a wizard, either." ”

Leaving behind the "desperate" squire, the bored young count had already left the Deepwood Castle with a few knights and galloped along the river outside the castle.

The entire Deep Grove is not only the heart of the county, but also the entire wilderness from the top of the tower. To the east, along the river, there are orchards and farmsteads, dotted with small towns and villages, and to the west are dense forests, where the county's important hunting grounds and several lumberyards are located.

The deep forest castle is not a rich land, the grain in the land can only sustain the rations of the locals, and the only specialty is the more precious timber and the ancient wood of the previous year, as well as the best hunters in the entire dukedom.

Of course, the amber and some delicate carvings exchanged from the elves were also "specialties" of the Deepwoodburg - these elves had never left their forests for some reason, and the Duke had never had much interest in those woods, and had always been well-off.

It was only when he was far away from the castle, almost to a small village, that Levin stopped. The young earl looked out at the bustling crowd in the distance, waiting for the dark-haired wizard behind him to follow.

"You're right, these people didn't intend to keep me safe from the beginning. Lu Wen sulked and said with some indignation: "They think that with these troublesome trivial things, I can retreat from the difficulties and push everything to others to do." ”

"When the time comes, they will be able to regain power, and I, the Earl, will be a puppet and let them do whatever they want - in the end, my father will see my incompetence and return the Deepwood to the Senna family!"

"Who would want to give up the power they have acquired?" asked Loren calmly, "Your father wants to strip them of their titles and powers, and of course they will rebel and do whatever it takes. ”

Lu Wen glanced at him, then nodded calmly: "You are right. But it's a pity that I'm my father's son, a member of the Fried family, and I don't have a choice, and neither do you. ”

A formulaic smile appeared on the black-haired wizard's face.

Just as they both decided to go back, there was a commotion in the distant village, and in the distance you could see several farmers wielding pitchforks and trying to resist, while women and children screamed and fled in all directions.

There are robbers? Loren paused, this is so close to the castle, how stupid must this group of robbers be to come here and rob?

While Loren was still confused, the Count had already led the knights in the direction of the village, and he had no choice but to hurry up.

The whole village and town were completely in chaos, and the crowd of people scattered in all directions. The knights rushed away from the fleeing peasants and went straight into the middle of the village, where two heavily armed men were facing each other, and when they saw the knights rushing in, they turned their weapons around.

"No matter what you're doing, stop it!" "Lu Wen, who stopped his horse, roared, "Put down your weapons, or I'm welcome!"

"What are you?!" one of the young men stepped forward and glanced at the young earl with disdain, and the knight next to him immediately walked over and knocked him to the ground with a fist.

"I'm Leven Fried!" the Count raised his voice, "I am the heir of the Duchy of Lothair, the Count of Deepwood, your lord!"

The effect of this threat was far better than just now, and the few people who were still holding up put down their weapons one after another, looking at the knights who had surrounded them around them, and no longer had the courage to resist.

But there are still unconvinced "The nobles use duels to solve problems, it has been a tradition in Shenlin Castle for hundreds of years, and even the earls have not interfered with our power!"

"I don't care what you used to be, but now I'm the Count of Deep Limburg, and I'm the law here!" Lu Wen beckoned, and the knights around him stepped forward one after another, pressing the few people who were still resisting to the ground and tying them up.

Seeing the nobles and their thugs who had already been captured, but were still not convinced, Lu Wen was somewhat hesitant - he had no experience in dealing with nobles, and he really didn't know what to do about this kind of thing.

"What do you think I should do?" asked Levin almost subconsciously towards Loren beside him. Almost everything that has happened since coming to the Deep Forest Castle has been told by this black-haired wizard.

"I can't give orders in your place, just a little advice. Loren smiled slightly: "The people of the Senna family have decided that you can't manage the Deep Wood Fort well, so why don't you show them." ”

"Give these nobles a fair trial and let them understand who is the ruler of this land!"