Bruce and Glinton's legion set out on their way home, and this time in addition to the army, there was a long procession, Ignas led his family to follow Bruce and the others, and the manor was handed over to a steward and several servants, and he moved his family into Great Glinton, the first noble family to submit to Bruce.

The arrival of the aristocratic family meant the expansion of technology, manpower and wealth, which was welcomed by all the lords, and the Ignas family was good at winemaking, and when they arrived in Glinton with an ox cart, Bruce immediately chose a piece of land suitable for growing grapes and used this land as a place for the Ignas family to breed.

"Within three years, I'm going to have the best wines in Greater Greenton." Ignas confidently said that he may have a cowardly personality and was not good at fighting, but he knew how to grow and select grapes suitable for winemaking.

"Of course, I'm looking forward to drinking the wine made from the grapes you grow." Bruce happily said that wine was a necessity for the aristocracy and the wealthy, and that if a wine estate could be established in Glinton, it would definitely bring a steady income to the entire territory.

After arranging the relocation of the Ignas family, Bruce returned to his lord's house tiredly, he walked through the cement wall on the perimeter, looked at his dilapidated lord's house and couldn't help but smile bitterly, he traveled to this era, he didn't enjoy the benefits of the rotten feudal lord at all, but dealt with death and toil all day long, this kind of feudal lord can only be described as a servant of the people.

"Lord Baron." A soft voice rang out, and Bruce was resting in a wooden chair, he turned his head to look behind him, and saw Lilith wearing a maid's apron, with a nonchalant smile on her face.

"You, oh, the new maid, seem to be called Lilith, right?" Bruce looked at Lilith in front of him, wondering if the owner of the original apron was too thin, and the wide long skirt that was originally designed to cover women's curves was worn on Lilith, but it was close to highlight her charm.

"Congratulations, Lord Baron, on your victory, you are truly a wise ruler." Lilith walked up to Bruce, and a strange scent penetrated Bruce's nostrils, his heart beating violently, and a wave of heat running through his body.

"Hmm, thank you." Bruce looked at Lilith as she approached, the woman seemed to exude infinite charm all around her, his eyes could barely be taken away, and she stretched out the big, oh no, hands that pressed softly into his legs.

"Lord Baron, I have been wandering, but I have a hunch that I will be able to find a safe home here." Lilith gradually half-crouched down and winked at Bruce.

"It's big, uh, I mean of course." Bruce was a little incoherent, and he felt that those little hands on him were like a thousand ants crawling on his heart.

"I am a weak woman who needs a strong hand from a man." Lilith bit her lip and looked up at Bruce with a pair of seductive eyes.

"Goo." Bruce only felt the fragrance fill the surroundings, and he impulsively took Lilith's hands, which were white and soft.

"Lilith." Suddenly, a voice sounded, as crisp as a silver bottle falling to the ground, and Bruce seemed to be watered from head to toe with an ice bucket, and Lilith pouted and stood up, but there was still a hint of a smile on her lips.

"Mavis?" Bruce followed the sound and saw that Mavis was glaring at Lilith, and Bruce coughed softly and said.

"Lord Baron, the banquet in the courtyard is ready, everyone is waiting for you!" Mavis said to Bruce.

"Oh, so fast?" Bruce quickly stood up, and he hurried to the door, accidentally kicking over a wooden stool in his hurry.

When Bruce left, Mavis and Lilith stood opposite each other, Lilith playing with the linen belt around her waist with a nonchalant look, and Mavis had frost on her face.

"I didn't know you would be interested in this kind of country baron, mother?" Mavis said to Lilith.

"When you're bored, you have to do something to pass the time!" Lilith laughed as if nothing had happened.

"He's my prey, you can't touch him." Mavis said.

"Your prey, but you don't seem to have done it yet, have you?" Lilith smiled and walked to the window, outside the courtyard of the lord's house, the maids were busy setting up the food, the servants raised the large wooden table to settle it, and laughter filled the place.

"It's my thing, but it's much better than you use a soul-hooking potion." Mavis said with a sneer.

"It doesn't matter the means, it's the end that matters." Lilith walked over to her daughter, she reached out and stroked her daughter's delicate face, tilted her head and said.

"Don't do anything to the baron here, or I'll tell Monica." Mavis slapped Lilith's hand away and said coldly, then turned around and left, leaving only Lilith stunned.

Grington's victory was a trivial matter for the Duchy and the Empire, and the Duke of Bemessy was worried about the Inquisitor in his domain, and he was going about like a lion in a cage, surrounded by advisers and courtiers.

"Why did the Inquisitor come to my domain, is it because His Holiness the Pope is dissatisfied with us??" Duke Bemessi's face was a little haggard, and he said worriedly.

"Lord Duke, we haven't received any news of this, maybe the Inquisitor is just passing by." The courtiers and advisors comforted him.

The Duke of Bemessi, dressed in a silk pajama from the mysterious East, summoned the important courtiers of the Duchy in his bedroom, and all this was reported by a magistrate who had burned a farmer and a maiden without his consent, which was not a good omen.

"Lord Duke, we'll send someone to keep an eye on you." Duke Bemessi's chief of intelligence, bowed, and said.

"That's right, keep an eye on me, and report any movement directly to me." Duke Bemessi nodded.

"Lord Duke, my esteemed Lord Duke, where are you?" Suddenly, a voice shouted in the court, and the Duke of Bemessi frowned.

"Oh, that voice, isn't it?"

"yes, how did he come back?"

"It's terrible." When the courtiers heard this, they all began to talk about it, and it seemed that they were extremely jealous and disgusted with the owner of this voice.

"Lord Duke, haha, here you are." The door to the duke's bedroom was wide open, and the two guards were forced to step aside.

"Lord Zack." Duke Bemessi's face became gloomy, he did not expect this relative to return at this time.