When the German mercenary group fought for the Danish king in northern Europe, Arold took the island of Zealand into his own according to the agreement with Banuk, and before the harvest season, Arold took more than 30 soldiers and a standing attendant group on board a ship in the port of Mecklenburg, and dozens of craftsmen from the smelting base on board, they sailed to the island of Sealand, because the two places were not far apart and could be reached in one day. （）

After the end of the war with the Danes, many merchant ships from the western territories increased significantly, and in the western coastal territories there were many prosperous towns built by civilians, where merchants coveted timber and supplies from northern Europe and the east, and traveled by sea.

"Dear Earl, we have been waiting here for a long time." The magistrate, appointed by the Elvet friars, respectfully took his two servants and waited for Arold's ship in the harbor of Zealand, and when the ship with the flag of the black lion docked and lowered the gangplank, Arod, the ruler of Mecklenburg and Sealand, strode down.

"Yes." Arold nodded at the magistrate, a low-ranking nobleman born in Mecklenburg, wearing a pointed iron helmet and chain mail, a thick golden beard on his chin, and a sword hanging from his waist. Seek the legal rulings of Arjod as a lord.

"Your Excellency, please go this way." The magistrate bowed his head and respectfully led the way, guiding Arold to the palace of King Banuk of Denmark, where he saw that half of the buildings in the port village had been destroyed by the previous war, and some Viking women wandered around with their children in their arms, their eyes numb as they looked at Arold and his party.

"What's going on here, and why hasn't there been a post-war reconstruction?" Arold frowned at the scene in front of him, although the merchants and others who came and went were accustomed to this, but Arold felt very awkward.

"Oh, my lord, please don't pay attention to these people. Their father and brother fought in the war against Lord Julian's army. Therefore, in order to suppress the rebels, Lord Julian burned their houses, and this was to announce the fate of the rebels to the others, so I did not allow them to rebuild the houses. The magistrate explained to Arold that if someone joined the opposing side in battle. Then they often run the risk of having their own homes and property burned. Julian's approach was in accordance with the rules of war.

"I understand Julian's approach. But now that they are my people, they are allowed to rebuild sheltered houses and restore production in their villages. It's peacetime. Arold was gracious to the families of those who resisted.

"Yes, Lord Count." The magistrate hurriedly said that Sealand Island was now Arold's property, and of course he had the final say on the matter, and besides, it was a trivial matter.

When Arold entered the palace of the Danish king Banuk under the leadership of the magistrate, he could not help but marvel at the carvings made of countless logs, and on the columns and wooden walls.

"Squeak~~~." The bulky door was pushed open, a gust of wind blew out of the palace, the servants hurriedly entered it and lit the tall torch, a stream of salty air rushed into Arold's nose, and he strode into the palace, a spacious palace that could accommodate more than a hundred Viking warriors at once, one side facing the sea, and the windows could be opened to see the port, the village, and the undulating sea.

"The attendants have moved the essentials into my bedroom, and I'm going to be here for a few months to plan this place." Arold clapped his hands in satisfaction and ordered the attendants who followed him, and the attendants who carried the suitcases containing Arold's daily necessities hurriedly busied.

"What do we need to do, Lord Count?" The craftsmen brought by Arold stood on this strange land, looked at each other, and then asked Arold.

"This island is a great place to be a base for a large port and a shipyard, I need you to use your skills and abilities to expand the port and build a shipyard, can you do that?" Arold sat comfortably on the throne that belonged to the Danish king Banuk, and the magistrate was very clever enough to have the mead presented, and before it was served, a servant came out and tasted it, and after making sure that there was no danger or poison, he handed it to Arold, the ruler of Mecklenburg and Sealand.

"We can do this, but it will take manpower to cut down and build." The craftsmen said to Arrod.

"No problem, this place is very close to the Vikan Peninsula, and it has a large number of trees that can be cut down, as for the manpower~~." Arrod's brow furrowed slightly, and he turned his gaze to the magistrate who was serving beside him.

"Well, Lord Earl, we have just taken over this area, and to be honest, there are too few soldiers sent to me, so the Vikings in all areas except the port village have been too dangerous for us so far." The magistrate complained to Arrod with a sad face.

"Oh, and the rebels?" Arold felt a toothache, but it was normal, and although the Danish king Banuk agreed to give him Sealand, most of the Danes here were still pagan and culturally incompatible with the Germanic people, which was not something that could be done overnight.

"Yes, they are hiding in their villages, refusing to accept those I have sent, so they are not able to recruit strong laborers." The magistrate took his salary from Mecklenburg, and then hired guards with his own salary, but his salary could only hire a small number of three or two guards, and it was enough to protect himself, but it was not enough to suppress these brave Vikings.

"I see, well, the people I brought are enough to submit them." Alod left behind his wife and worries about the fate of the Duchy of Mason, and came to his new territory on Zealand in order to turn it into his new power, but now he was told that the people here had rejected him, which was really a very irritating thing for him, and it seemed that only a policy of sticks and turnips could completely subdue these unruly Vikings.

"Oh, Lord Count, are you going to subdue these barbarians yourself?" Hearing Arrod's words, the magistrate smiled and said that these unruly Vikings had never taken him seriously, and that he had heard of the horrors of the Vikings, which made him feel like a lamb thrown into a pack of wolves, for which he often regretted it, and now the noble Count of Mecklenburg led the soldiers to deal with it.

"Sue me for more things about the Vikings here, don't tell me that you are hiding here for a while, and it doesn't help at all." After drinking the mead, Arold wiped his mouth before asking the magistrate.

"Of course, Lord Earl, of course I know something about the situation here, there are three main families on Zealand, the Rhodes family, the Gehry family and the Quinton family, and the villages of these three families are exactly in the three directions of the island, I think that as long as these three families are subdued, then the other small villages will inevitably submit to your authority, Lord Earl." The magistrate got a lot of information from various sources, but fortunately the main port of Zealand was firmly controlled by Arrod's people, and the harsh methods used by the army led by Julian also made the three families very jealous and retreated to their respective villages, and they were at peace with each other, but it is difficult to say what will happen to them as time goes on.

"Well, three families, that's interesting." Arrod leaned back slightly, narrowed his eyes, rubbed his hands, and his wise brain began to turn. (To be continued!)

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