Chapter IX: Adjudication and Planning (I)
Both groups were escorted by the knights into the village council, the most spacious hut in the middle of the village, and the young earl entered and took his place as the village elder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although they had all been disarmed and captured, these nobles still couldn't see the slightest convincing appearance, and they held their necks very stubbornly, no matter how many times the knights around them kicked them, they were so proud that they didn't even say a word, and their eyes stared at Lu Wen sitting on them angrily.
Loren, who stood behind the Count, was a little thoughtful - when he was still at the Wimpal Academy, he had heard from the little wizards about how the nobles of the Deep Castle were keen on fighting for things.
Not only the aristocracy, but even the village farmers liked to "solve problems with their fists", from a sweet well to the right to use a mill, often leading to a fight between two families or even several villages, and whoever won the battle was up to whomever he would.
As a last resort, they would never go to the lord for adjudication, as if such a move was a shameful act, and the counts of the past generations have never taken the initiative to meddle in these private brawls, and even used this to weaken the thorny nobles.
But speaking of which, it seems that Ein Rand also came from the Deep Forest......
"Tell me, what's going on?" Lu Wen, who was sitting in the chair, put on a serious face, and first pointed to the young man who stood up against him: "It starts with you!"
"Yes, Lord Count. The young man, who was still unconvinced, straightened his neck: "On behalf of the Butch family, I accuse these Rand family bastards, they are not nobles at all, they are just a group of greedy wild dogs and scoundrels!"
"This bastard took advantage of the absence of our family's hunters to sneak their men into our hunting grounds, hunting pheasants and fawns everywhere that had not grown up, and scavenging all the wild fruits and mushrooms, making the whole hunting ground like a garbage heap!"
The more the young man spoke, the more excited he became: "Please Lord Earl to do justice for us, we don't want them to compensate us anymore, as long as we can drive them out of the Deep Forest Castle!"
"I'll rule fairly, but not just by your side. Lu Wen nodded majestically: "Who is the patriarch of the Rand family?"
"I, I am. ā
A fat man lying on the ground stood up tremblingly, sweating like pulp, trembling and not daring to breathe, squinting his eyes and showing a flattering smile, and bowing to the earl incessantly.
"The Butch family accuses you of poaching and destroying their hunting grounds. Lu Wen had the least affection for this kind of person, frowned and said, "Do you have anything to say?"
"We can't do it, Lord Earl!" the fat man snorted and cried, and knelt down with a "poof": "This year's harvest in the field is really pitiful, not to mention that it is difficult to pay taxes when you are full, if you don't find a way to make a difference, all the people in the farm will starve to death!"
Seeing that he was crying so badly, the earl, who didn't like this fat man very much, also relented a little. He also knew how barren the deep forest castle was, and this fat man shouldn't be lying.
"The farmer in the countryside doesn't know how to hunt, and they don't know anything but pick a little wild fruit. We're willing to compensate the Butch family, just ask you not to kick us out of here!"
The humble look and performance of the patriarch of the Rand family, who was in tears, was indeed very impressive, and even Lu Wen's eyes were much more pleasing to the eye - it would be better if all the nobles of the deep forest were so docile.
"Don't be fooled by his appearance, Lord Earl!" Butch, who was standing on the side, immediately stood up indignantly: "This guy is lying, what harvest is not enough?
"Don't look at him pretending to be pitiful here, he is usually a vampire who eats people and doesn't spit out bones - the farmers in his land are poor because he has occupied all the land, and those people have to farm for him to have a way to live!"
The patriarch of the Rand family, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't open his mouth to explain anything, and he was still crying there, just looking at it made people feel soft-hearted, and it was really hard to blame anything.
But the young man named Butch didn't seem to be lying, but he couldn't rule it out. Lu Wen, who was in a hesitation, did not say a word, silently scanning his gaze back and forth between the two people.
"In this case, the Rand family must compensate the Butch family for their losses, and strictly control the people on your land and not allow poaching anymore. Ruben made the final verdict: "But at the same time, no more brawls of any kind will be allowed between the two sides, and if there is any further violation, I will expel him from the deep forest fort!"
This result was something he had thought about for a long time - although it was the Rand family who was at fault this time, they were much more docile and manageable than the Butch family.
If he wants to govern this county well, of course, Leuven hopes that the nobles under his rule will be so docile, not the thugs who are keen on resistance and fighting, and it is natural to be partial.
This ruling was also agreed by the vast majority of the people, and the Butch family, who was compensated, could barely endure it, and the patriarch of the Rand family, who knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, was also very grateful, and finally avoided the fate of being expelled.
"I disagree!"
The young man named Butch suddenly shouted, holding his head high and looking at Ruwen: "We don't accept this verdict, you must drive these damn moths out of the Deep Forest Castle, or you will regret it!"
Soon several young men of the Butch family also gathered behind him, raising their right arms in protest, and the two families in the council hall began to confront each other again, and the atmosphere became more and more tense, as if it would be ignited at any moment.
"The verdict has been made, execute it immediately!" Lu Wen's face had darkened: "I have already warned you, if you make any more moves, no matter who you are, you will be driven out of the Deep Forest Castle!"
This time, it was the people of the Rand family who were proud, hugging their shoulders and looking at the young men of the Butch family with a provocative gaze, as if they were waiting for each other to wave their fists, and then they could justifiably get out.
"It's not fair!" shouted the young man named Butch, "You've only been here for a short time, and you don't know how bastards these people are before making a decision - it's not the first time they've done this kind of thing, even if you punish them this year, they'll do the same thing next year!"
"We don't ask you to make a verdict right away, at least for a while, until you recognize the faces of these people!"
The two knights were just about to take the young man away, but they were stopped by the young earl: "You want me to take back the sentence?"
"That's right!"
"Very well, I respect your courage, but this is premised. Rown picked the corners of his mouth: "There is indeed a precedent in the Duchy of Lothair, you can find three or four people to challenge me - but as long as one person loses, you must obediently accept your fate!"
"Challenging you?" the young man took a half-step back and swallowed. He hesitated a little, if he hurt the Earl, this sin would definitely not be easily forgiven.
"It's not just me. Lu Wen immediately saw his concerns: "Any retinue I bring can pick any one, four or five rounds of duels and then win all, and I will agree to your conditions." ā
"Pick a random person?" The young man looked around, and the knights who followed Lu Wen were all fully armed, and they were not easy to deal with.
Although he is very confident in himself, he will definitely not lose to these knights. But if you win all...... The young man hesitated, his gaze wandering back and forth, and finally locked on the Count's back.
"Loren Turin?!" Seeing the man he was referring to, Levin almost laughed: "Are you sure?!"
"That's right, we're going to challenge this gentleman!" said the young man who said this was still a little embarrassed, this guy named Loren looked like that kind of scholar, and it was impossible to fight.
Otherwise, it will be better to start lightly later, and it will be troublesome to hurt others.
"Hahahaha...... Our wizard advisors are being underestimated. The count's face was a smile that could not be concealed. The somewhat helpless black-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders, took off his wizard's cloak, and handed his wand to a knight behind him for safekeeping.
"How are you going to fight?" looked at this "wizard" who was not much older than himself, and the young man asked politely.
"How do you fight?" Loren, with his hands behind his back, glanced at them and nodded knowingly.
"Let's just order it together, I'm in a hurry. ā