The nobles streamed into the tower, and the first thing that caught their eye was Bruce sitting on the throne facing the gate, and on either side of the steps of the lord's throne stood Grinton's retainers, on Bruce's right hand stood Stukov, Mavis, and Eve, and on the left hand stood Edward the Pale, Anne, and Shield Splitter.

"Your Excellency, Baron." Looking at Bruce and Grinton's retainers, the nobles stood in the middle and bowed to Bruce, they tried their best to show the manners of the nobles, but when they were attacked by Grinton, these nobles and their families hid in the castle in a hurry, so they didn't carry too many clothes, and as a result, the dirty clothes on their bodies looked like a group of beggars who were pretending.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Bruce put his hands on the armrests of the wooden chair and bowed slightly to the nobles.

"Lord Baron, I wonder what you have to summon us?" The leader of the nobleman folded his hands in front of him, and he said respectfully to Bruce.

"Actually, I'm going to let you adults return to your own territory." Bruce looked at the respectful nobles in front of him and said to them.

"Oh, are you going to let us go?" The nobles were stunned for a moment, but then they became happy, and no one wanted to stay here any longer, although they had sworn allegiance to Bruce, but this hostility could not be eliminated in a short time.

"Yes, but there is one thing that must be done before you return to your realm." Bruce smiled, his gaze turned to Sir Wayne standing next to the column on the left, this knight was not standing under the steps, he leaned against the column and looked at the nobles, and when he felt Bruce's gaze, Sir Wayne nodded slightly.

"What's the matter?" The nobles seemed to have a premonition in their hearts, and the good mood of leaving suddenly disappeared.

"As the barons of the Locke family, and after recovering the lands occupied by the bloodthirsty, I need to establish my own court, so I have decided to introduce a system of sending valets among the nobles." Bruce said to the nobles.

"Do you want to have a system of sending attendants here?" The nobles' faces became a little ugly when they heard this, but no one dared to object immediately.

The so-called system of sending attendants refers to the lower-level nobles sending the boys of their families to the court of the higher-level nobles for education and training, but this so-called attendant system, to put it mildly, opens a channel for the promotion of the lower-level nobles, but in fact these attendants are just hostages for the higher-level nobles to control the vassals.

"That's right." Bruce nodded vigorously, his gaze sharpened as he looked at the nobles, and Glinton's retainers also looked at them, and Stukov and the others carried weapons with them.

Sir Wayne stood beside the pillar, frowning and resting his hand on the hilt of his sword, and just yesterday he had offered this advice to Bruce, and the knight of the House of Locke, seeing Bruce's concerns, brought up the system of sending squires.

"Lord Baron, you have been detaining the nobles, do you have any concerns?" In the courtyard, Sir Wayne said to Bruce, who was sitting in the gazebo.

"Oh, you can see it." Bruce sat in the gazebo, surrounded by fragrant white roses, but he was in no mood for appreciation.

"Are you worried that once these nobles return to their realms, they will rebel and refuse your control over the land?" Sir Wayne said to Bruce.

"That's right, from the eyes of these nobles, I can see that they don't trust me, and I'm afraid it will cause trouble if I let them go back like this." Bruce leaned against the railing of the gazebo, looked at the fragrant rose garden, and said worriedly.

"But it's not a way to keep them detained." Sir Wayne frowned, in fact, Bruce's worries are also often considered by the great nobles, although the feudal system reduces the cost of administration, but it also hides the risk of betrayal, which is also a helpless thing.

"If only a catastrophe took the lives of these nobles." Bruce smacked his mouth and said impatiently, the land is innocent, and it is the people on the land who often act as demons, Bruce couldn't help but think.

"What, ahem, how can you think that, Lord Baron?" Sir Wayne was taken aback by Bruce's words, and as the Baron's mentor, he knew he had to come up with a way to get the best of both worlds, or the young Baron might do something drastic.

"Sending acolytes?" Bruce looked at Sir Wayne in confusion.

"Yes, in fact, the prototype of this method is the method that was popular in the time of Julius Caesar, and the heir of the defeated family is taken in as a nominal adopted son, which can not only resolve hostilities, but also control hostages." Sir Wayne patiently explained to Bruce.

"Oh." Bruce raised his eyebrows, in fact, he said that he killed all the nobles and the like, but he just complained, after all, after killing those nobles, and he didn't have enough administrative bureaucrats to manage it, maybe the land he just annexed would be chaotic.

"What do you think?" Stukov's rude voice interrupted Sir Wayne's thoughts.

"Hmm." The nobles looked at each other, they looked at each other, and in the face of Bruce's firm attitude, it seemed that if the system of sending attendants was not enforced, I was afraid that they would not return to their territory alive.

"I see, I'm willing to let my eldest son serve as a screed of Lord Baron." The leader of the nobleman gritted his teeth, and he knelt down on one knee to express his willingness to sacrifice his eldest son.

"Well, very good, rest assured, he will be well educated and cared for in my court, and he will be able to become an excellent nobleman." As soon as Bruce saw that someone was starting, his hanging heart suddenly let go, after all, sending his son into the court of a strange lord is not something anyone can do.

"I am willing to offer my second son."

"I have no son, only a cousin, and I am willing to make him a squire of the baron."

"I'm also willing~~."

Led by others, the nobles had to agree to the system of sending squires, and they gave their sons, or the children of direct blood relatives, to Bruce.

"Yes." Bruce nodded with satisfaction, looking at the children of the nobles who were brought into the hall, he suddenly felt that this method seemed to be better, and he couldn't help but touch his chin, and his eyes seemed to light up when he looked at these noble children.

"Tsk, the Baron is holding back his bad ideas again." Edward the Pale watched Bruce touch his chin as if he were looking at a pile of fat meat, and couldn't help but smile and say to the others beside him.

"Oh, why?" Splitting Danny touched the back of his head and asked puzzled.

"Touching his chin and his eyes like foxes is almost Bruce's signature move." Edward said with a grin.