Antitina nodded to Brando and walked out with a stack of parchment. In a sense, she is still the quiet girl who was cautious and calm when Brando first met, but her originally pale face had a healthy flush, her thin brows were slightly wrinkled, and she looked much better than before.

She turned around, her eyelashes raised slightly, swept the others in the assembly hall with her eyelids slightly, put her fist on her side and coughed softly: "Since repelling the unreasonable invasion of Count Jean Denel, a slight laugh came from below, Antitina raised her head and stared at the bad guys, she didn't roll her eyes like Akane when she stared at people, but this silent look made people feel at a loss" Fir Collar, Port Gris, and Mintai are all quite normal, and all the plans… and the work was going on in an orderly manner......" After the meeting had quieted down, she explained the entire territory and the situation in Eruin in an orderly manner.

Overall, fir collar is on the path of healthy development. The most pressing food problem was solved by the grain bought from Ampesel, and the grain in the fir fort warehouse was now enough to last until April of the year of the sword, and the rest was to be counted on by the winter wheat harvest, although some more grain might have to be purchased. When the girl mentioned this issue, she expressed her opinion on the current situation, the war clouds in the north are thick, and the price of grain is likely to continue to rise in the next few months, so if she has a need to purchase food, then she should act as soon as possible.

The few members of the Governor who were involved in the internal affairs of the territory, such as Berlot, Roman, Oldham and Charles, agreed, and Brando naturally agreed. He wanted to go to Ampesel soon, just in time to buy a batch of grain by the way, and now the nobles of the north and south gathered in Ampesel, a permanently neutral trading port, under the arrangement of the Temple, and were preparing for the final negotiations on the future of the kingdom, which was the last hope to keep the civil war from breaking out in the eyes of ordinary people, and the merchants were still waiting, although the price of grain had moved, but only a few people were secretly hoarding.

However, Brando understands that there is no room for maneuver between the north and the south, and that the negotiations are aimed at maintaining peace in Eruin, but behind the table, in fact, the two sides are engaged in a final struggle for the power of the kingdom. Her Royal Highness the Princess Regent would take this opportunity to meet with Anlek1 to reach an agreement on marriage, and from the little news that Brandor had received about the north, he also knew that the envoys of the royal party and Anlek had arrived in Ampesel one step ahead of the envoys of the northern princes and the king's eldest son.

Outsiders don't know what is going on, but he knows it after going through history, and the future eldest princess, Her Royal Highness, and Grand Duke Anlek himself are likely to be in the mission, but they haven't been announced to the public. Although Toniger now has basically no eyeline in the direction north of Ampesel or even Firth, and all sources and transmissions of information almost rely on the merchant fleet of Ampesel that has established a brief connection with the Fir Collar, even if there is no such information, it does not prevent Brando from knowing the truth behind it.

Because this is nothing more than a rehearsal of history.

He still has a little time.

At this time, Antitina continued to mention the problem of agriculture, and in passing mentioned spring ploughing, anyone could see that Brando wanted to open up a larger situation, but if he wanted to increase the scale of Tonigel's agriculture, then the spring ploughing that followed would require a lot of labor. In a normal year, no one would want to move to such a remote area except for the homeless, but fortunately, the War of the Black Roses created a large number of war refugees, and Master Beru has sent a letter to his students from all over the country to organize the relocation of these refugees to Tonigel.

The problem between them was mainly the loss of the road, which sounded almost sad to Brando, but the fact that living life had to be counted as goods and goods, reminded him more than once of the slave trade in the past world history. But the reality is that if these displaced peasants and artisans are allowed to remain in the war-torn homelands of Viero, Carazu and Goran Elson, the end result will be nothing more than self-destruction, with only a very small number of people surviving, and the elderly and children basically no chance of survival.

This is the helplessness of war, and it is also a reality that the world must accept. Brando, as half of the modern human being, can only express silence when receiving this knowledge, and he has never paid attention to this background in the game before. It's as if Vaynd only has those bōlan myths, but the N's interpretation of the cruelty of the living world is not cared for.

“…… There is a problem that these refugees are more or less taken in by the local aristocracy, but the nobles only need a strong labor force and women who can give birth, and the rest are mostly old people and children......" At this point, Antitina paused and looked back at Brando with dark eyes that seemed to be able to speak. There was a deep sadness in the girl's eyes, and she felt the same for these homeless people, if not for Brando, who was also at the bottom of the world: but on the other hand, Antitina also had difficult contradictions in her heart that could not be spoken.

"It doesn't matter, the old man has experience that young people can't reach, as for the children, Tonigel needs children, children are the future of the territory, they have experienced the suffering of war, they will know how to cherish the hard-won peace of life, Tonigel can contain them." Brando took a quiet breath.

He is now a lord, and there are many people standing behind him, which means that he needs to mature the judgment, but maturity does not mean that he has to be in the same stream as the nobles of this world: Brando has always believed that even if one day the world of civilization is desolate, the noble and beautiful culture that mankind has shaped in the shining history of thousands of years will not be weathered with it, on the contrary, mankind will be the first to come out of the wilderness, with the light of human beings.

It was just his opinion, but Brando looked at the others, and there were respectful eyes on the court. There was an indescribable complication in Antitina's face, and she hoped that Brando would calmly reject her, but then she was destined to be disappointed. But he also reassured her that although she knew it was a childish, impulsive decision, it was full of an inspiring power.

At that moment she felt as if she had seen a young knight in the endless darkness with a shining banner against the current, that indomitable spirit almost melted her heart, and for a moment she wished that she could help the young man to go one step further, so that this gentle light could remain for a moment before the dawn of Eruin.

"Not all old people are experienced, besides, why do you need so many old people," the aristocratic girl muttered to herself, and then smiled softly unconsciously.

"I've never seen such a stupid person, forget it, I'll help you to the end" Among all the people below, Master Bailu shook his head in the crowd, but his eyes were tolerant and gratified. It was only after his life in exile that he realized how far Eruin's bottom had sunk. Who can save Eruin, the blood he once experienced as a royal party has cooled, and he is no longer sure whether the royal party can help Eruin, and his support for the princess's side is more than a habit of his past.

It wasn't until he saw Brando's decision today that he thought that perhaps there was something in this young man that the nobles of Eruin were missing now. He suddenly made up his mind to write to his more proud students and a few old friends, asking them to come to Tonigel and see what was here.

After talking about the refugees, Antitina gave a little mention of the development of the territory. In fact, there is nothing to say, the white-maned guards have not yet been seen, mainly because the supply of troops is far from enough, and the armor and weapon workshops are not enough to work for a whole army. The "great city" built by the old dwarf Oldham is still on paper, and according to his words, he runs around every day like a rabbit digging a hole in several hills to build forts and tunnels.

The Schavrund Silver Mine operates steadily and is the main source of funding for the territory. With the help of the druids, he can easily develop the border areas of the Black Forest, and now the most important thing is the crystal-rich mine he discovered, although the output is not too high, but the monthly income is also faintly catching up with the silver mine.

Other specialties, such as alchemical materials, wood, furs, and some curiosities, were small-headed, and only Tamar praised him once for them. By the way, Tamar's alchemy level has now been raised by one level and has been reached. level, this was Brando's conclusion from the quality of the dragon blood potion he helped refine.

Finally, it was mainly the expansion of the port of Gris, which was now expanded with two berths for large ships and a new trestle, and was no longer the quiet little port it used to be. Its main task in the future was to maintain the growing commercial activity, and it took a lot of manpower to renovate the port, but instead of requisitioning the lords, Roman hired laborers to complete the work, and instead of making a lot of complaints like the other lords, he won a unanimous reputation.

The only problem with Brando's prestige in the realm today is that it is not justified, and the inhabitants of the realm are more or less worried about war. But in other respects, most people have already recognized that this wise and benevolent old man is at least many times more merciful than Grudin.

On the other hand, in fact, the expenses of the hired workers were eventually recycled, and Roman deliberately left a small part of it among the people, according to her words: more small money will be born in the hands of the industrious, and Roman only needs to earn it back when the time comes, as if the money was in her pocket in the first place.

But being rich in territory is rich in Brando, and Brando doesn't mind how she tosses around.

“… The situation in the realm is more or less the same, because of the urgency in the north, the Count of Denel is in danger of being drawn into the war with the Grand Duke of Viero, and may not be able to turn back against us for a while. Although Eru is in a precarious situation today, Tonigel can just win a respite. ”

Antitina paused after saying this, and raised her eyelids slightly to look at Brando. Now Tonigel can be said to be thriving, all of them are on the right track, and everyone on the field can't help but have some hope in their hearts when they hear it. Most of them were desperate to follow Brando, but they didn't expect this step at all, but they didn't expect this miraculous young man to really lead them step by step to fight their way out, and then again, when the Denel army was overwhelmed, who would have thought that this young man would be able to bring an alliance with the druids, the tree elves, and the centaurs from the Black Forest?

The qiē that has happened in the past few months is a dream-like miracle to everyone present at this moment.

But the miracle is happening, and right now.

Then then, they seem to have created an established fact. Occupy this territory and become a true lord, and everyone may have the status of a retainer, no longer a wandering mercenary, adventurer, ranger, wanderer, or other identities.

Brando nodded lightly to Antitina.

"Just half a month ago, each of us did our best, sweat, and even shed blood and sacrifice to bring this newborn territory out of the shadow of a war. You may think that we can finally take a breath and enjoy a peaceful life when the nobles have no time to separate. Everyone nodded subconsciously.

"But what I want to tell you is the opposite." Brando shook his head: "I'm going to Ampesel right next and I can't foresee what will happen to this trip, but I'm sure I'll be back here again." Tonigel is about to be drawn into a real war. ”

"This war is nothing compared to the wars you've seen before, and the wars that preceded it were nothing compared to the ones you've seen before. This war will involve the two largest factions and several princes in the entire kingdom, countless powerful lords will fight for it, and the most brilliant knights you will ever see will be nothing more than cannon fodder on the battlefield, and every enemy you will face can crush you like an ant. ”

"And these powerful enemies are likely to join forces and slay us. What Tonigel is going to embark on next will be an unimaginably difficult path, full of thorns, surrounded by powerful enemies, and even intolerable to the whole of Eruin. ”

As soon as Brando finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the meeting place surrounded by ten ancient banyan trees, and the falling needles could be heard. Everyone looked at Brando, who was standing high on the platform, but couldn't make a sound.

"Your Lordship...... Why? Finally someone asked.

Brando thought for a moment: "Because I am going to prevent a noble bloodline, the most legitimate heir of the kingdom, a true princess, from falling into a trap."

For this, Tonigel may offend all her enemies, and the princes and nobles who cannot get what they want at the negotiating table will unite, and the war will spread throughout Eruin, and we will have few allies and will have to rely on our own strength to save this crumbling kingdom. Everyone was stunned, only Antitina, who really knew the truth, simplified Brando's sentence in her heart I am going to rob the marriage. The aristocratic girl couldn't help but pout, she suddenly thought of something, and looked down at a pendant in front of her, which was still a relic left to her by her father.

"But what do those nobles have to do with us, they have never given us benefits, why should we fight to the death for them?" Originally, the people in the gray wolf mercenary group couldn't help but ask, among all the people present, these people who had been deceived by Macaro were the least trusting of the nobles.

"The reason is simple, in fact, we are able to establish ourselves here because of the approval of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Nominally we have retaken this territory from Madara, whether you like it or not, if we lose this moral foothold, then when the nobles of the north have decided the victory, breathed their breath, and turned back, then we are their next target. "Therefore, we can only join one side and defeat the other. While there is little hope, we have no choice. Brando replied.

There was silence again.

But suddenly a voice exclaimed, "Martha, lord!" In that case, if we help Her Royal Highness Princess Griffiin defeat her brother and help her ascend to the throne, then will we not have the merit of helping the Lord in times of crisis? At that time, with the credit of the lord, it is only natural that he will be made a dukedom! Brando looked back, but he was stunned, and Calglis said with a look of merit: "If you are a duke, my lord, we retainers must at least have the status of a baron!" Ha, when the time comes, look at how my dad will teach me, I can be regarded as higher than his status. ”

Karglis's face was vulgar when he said this, and Meria beside him pulled his sleeve with a red face, and he was so ashamed that he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground. She had never seen such a vulgar nobleman, and she didn't know how Sir Mintai had educated him.

Brando, however, laughed secretly, and of course he could see that the shrewd young man was working as a childcare for himself, but at least from this it was clear that Calglis was supporting him.

Caglis's words really caused a stir, why not? The first thing everyone sees in front of interests is mostly benefits rather than the risks behind, not to mention that they have to fight anyway, since there is such a generous reward, then the risks that need to be taken seem to be a little worthless.

Indeed, if they had helped Her Royal Highness take the throne, then it was entirely possible for Calglis's conjecture to come true. Everyone knows that Her Royal Highness the princess is now helpless, it is easy to add to the cake, and it is very precious to send charcoal in the snow, what happened to the first family that followed the ancestor Eke back then?

Enlek, Sifah, Viero, which one is not the real Grand Duke?

The thought of this makes everyone's hearts move.

When Brando saw the gods of these people, he knew that it should be fine. He knew that the people around him who were closest to him would definitely follow him, and then the veterans of the November War of the Red Bronze Dragon Mercenary Regiment would probably not object, they were originally potential supporters of the Royal Party, he was mainly to appease the remaining mercenaries, the mercenaries had no faith, he had to let them know that they were fighting for themselves, otherwise there would be chaos in the future.

He nodded and replied, "That's right, so I hope you are prepared for a great reward, but only those who win in the end will be paid, and I don't need to say that I think you should understand it too." "Of course, my lord!" "We have a clear nose." "Your Excellency, don't worry, with your wisdom, Her Royal Highness is really lucky to have your support!" It's a package ticket, and it looks like some people are already confident. Brando, of course, knew that most of these guys were slapping horses, but in any case, at least it mobilized the positive xìng of these guys.

Sometimes the subordinates are fluctuating, and it is impossible to foresee the worst outcome, but once you know that the worst outcome is nothing more than that, then when the real war breaks out, Tonigel will definitely be able to join the war in the most perfect state. Brando couldn't help but mō his chin, to be honest, he himself was not very sure about the next war.

It's not that he's not confident enough, it's that the enemy is too strong. He didn't tell the truth, if the plan ...

If it doesn't go his way, he may have to forcibly sabotage Princess Griffiin's marriage with Anlek, but either way, it may cause Anlek to turn to the other side in anger, and the best outcome is to remain neutral, and once the worst happens, it means that Toniger will almost have to face the pressure of the whole Eruin.

Eruin's strength is not strong, but that is said after comparing Madara and Cruz, and facing a mere Tonigel with the strength of six or seven archdukes in the whole of Eruin is about the same as the strength comparison between adults and children. And at that time, his only ally will be the pitiful help of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

In fact, Brando does not have a complete way to deal with it for the time being, but there is not enough time left for him to prepare thoroughly, and he will never let history repeat itself, and Ampesel's trip is imperative. At this time, he saw Charles coming up, and knew in his heart that the other party was going to sue him, and the ship to Ampesel was ready.

It only takes a week to get from Tonigel to Ampesel. @。