Chapter 173: Those Things in the Territory
Even for the aristocracy, the territory is the foundation of subsistence, and the source of wealth that explodes the family's decent life.
The property in the realm will be converted into taxes and put into their own wallets, and the people in the realm can also become their own soldiers and serve them in the army.
Byron had a town as his fiefdom, and the area was temporarily under his rule.
Originally, this was the envy of many old baroness' families, but in contrast to this glory and honor, Byron also had to face a lot of troubles that he had not expected before.
The question of the nobility and the gentry was the most important for Byron, who were wealthy, possessed land, and could even have a small armed private army.
Moreover, they are also the main source of tax revenues and all kinds of income, and only with their cooperation can the development of Byron's territory be smooth.
Of course, there are also those little people, Byron also has to consider their opinions, otherwise there will be a bunch of people blocking the door every day to beg to see Byron, not to mention that Byron's doormen will be annoying.
The population of Serindil was small, but as long as Byron was in the village, they would rather not work than wait for Byron to summon him, so that the lord would waste his precious time on trivial matters.
At least, Byron, Alleyne, and Kress think so.
"So, you think it was the witch, the neighbor's wife, who killed your family's cattle by witchcraft?"
Byron sat upstairs in his office chair, dressed in civilian clothes, and looked impatiently at the farmer standing in front of him with his chin on his lean.
In the past, when someone asked him to meet him, Byron would put on his formal clothes, go downstairs, and ask him if he had anything to ask him for, and said that he would listen to the problems of each of his lords and solve them.
But now Byron wouldn't be doing that, for he already knew how much trouble a large group of illiterate people could cause to him, and how ridiculous their minds were.
"That's right, my lordship. It was the witch who touched my cow that day and said something messy, and the next day my cow got sick. And she would always use witchcraft to make poison at home, and I believe that the plague was brought on by her. β
Naturally, Byron would not believe the words of this peasant who could not even understand his words, let alone imagine that his neighbor was a witch.
He did, however, take an interest in the farmer's cattle, and he feared that the animal was ill in any way, which would be a threat to the cattle of the whole of Serindil.
"If you want to prove that she is a witch, your evidence is not enough, and I can't just use this reason to put her to death. But I can send someone to investigate her, and find out why your cow died. β
"Okay, don't thank me, you can go, I will do what I say."
Sending the villager away, Byron rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. It's such a bad thing, but he wants to pretend to be serious and promise them to solve their troubles.
"Alright, let James send an apprentice, the one who had been a monk and was driven out, and let him see how the peasant's cattle died, and what the woman next door to his house was making."
"Alright, let's call the people outside, what's wrong with them?"
"It's a land problem, sir."
Johnny replied.
"One of them insisted that a refugee had taken possession of his family's land, and demanded that the land be returned to him, and that land we had given him in the first place, so..."
"I know that it is the land issue again, and this week is the third time, and it was not well thought out at the beginning, and there are too many loopholes. It seems that it is necessary to deal with these problems properly. β
Byron nodded, motioned for Johnny to call in the two villagers who were already fighting outside, and began to make a verdict as fair as possible based on the actual situation.
The peasant who claimed to hold the land was wealthier, and he produced a lot of evidence that the land belonged to his family, and he believed that even if the allegiance had changed, the new regime could not deprive them of their legal property, and it was clear that these two sentences were aimed at Byron.
Byron was indeed a little upset, but he didn't have a seizure, and tried his best to make his sentence acceptable to both of them. He acknowledged that the land was owned by the kulaks, but that the cultivation was done by the refugee farmer, and that the land he had been given was also legally owned by Byron. So he had to give a portion of his annual earnings to the kulaks, like a tenant. But because Byron had exempted the refugees from paying taxes for a year when he recruited them, it was acceptable to the farmer.
There were several similar incidents, as the natives of Serendil had returned from the south, so Byron's army had withdrawn from the houses, and the refugees and artisans who had arrived there had been many clashes with the aborigines.
In terms of money, there were also many nobles who came to Byron to ask for the damage caused to their house during Byron's garrison, as well as the property they had hidden in their home. Of course, for such requests, von Byron always chose to ignore them, and kept the money in his pocket tightly.
There were even lawsuits against Baron Chico and Baron Phyllis. They believed that Byron was the current lord of the region, and that he was responsible for the entire people of Serindil, including the fiefdoms of the two barons.
After dealing with the bad things of these townspeople and villagers, Byron still had serious business to do.
Cress is now in charge of the intelligence network in Thrindil, with other heroes assisting her in times of need.
This little girl didn't know how to manage an intelligence organization, but she handled the troubles neatly. The tasks that Byron gave her, she did very well.
Byron told her and the people who had been bribed by the Peony mercenaries to report everything that came to their attention in the town according to their observations. And their head is Kresss.
Today she made a special trip and told Byron something unusual.
Some came from the north, claiming to be merchants, but not many goods, and spending too much time in the town.
On top of that, Kress sent people to infiltrate and discover that they had been recruiting people who could serve as soldiers to join them, and they seemed to have a plan to spy on Byron.
Byron guessed that it might have been sent by other nobles to spy on him, or that some of his own enemies had sent him to kill him, or that the Rhodoks had hired him from the north, in order to take down Serindil from within.
Either way, these guys aren't good at it.
Originally, Byron thought that it would not be difficult to run the territory, so he could find a few helpers, and then he could be the shopkeeper. But now it seems that he was still too naΓ―ve.