The next morning, Jeremiah, a new knight, was crucified on the side of the road with a few other companions.

Jeremia wiped the sweat from her forehead and complained, "Tsk, I'm disappointed that Lord Sinloth isn't a woman." ”

"Be careful, Jeremia."

"Lord Bismal, you're still the same, hahahahaha." Jeremia laughed, but stopped talking about Sinloth's gender.

"But does it really make sense for us to do this, Lord Bismarck?" Jeremiah looked at the long row of crosses in front of him, which would soon be nailed to the heads of the Norman pirates.

"Somewhat, right? At least the people will feel a lot more at ease. ”

"Those untouchables? Who cares about them. ”

"Jeremia, you're also a knight of Desmond now."

Jeremiah muttered, "Yes. ”

He was no longer the wandering knight, he was now a knight of Desmond. Although Sinloth has not yet been officially canonized, Jeremiah does not have the slightest complaint in his heart. Jeremiah looked at the crosses, visioning them covered in human heads, and grinned.

Isn't it simple to want to be meritorious? The day when he will be officially canonized as a knight is probably not too far away.

Just as Jeremia was lazy, a messenger rode past him. The dirt road in Desmond was kicked up by horses and spilled Jeremia all over.

"Hey, bastard, don't you see anyone here!"

[You read the letter in your hand with a frown, and the Lord of North Munster reacted much faster than expected. He invited you to participate in this year's Autumn Harvest Festival, and you know that you have nothing to do with him, so it is obviously inappropriate to invite a nobleman so suddenly. You intuitively feel that there is something wrong with it, but you also feel that if you don't go, it really doesn't fit your fearless nature. 】

[1. Crucify me with the Messenger's head and his disgusting hat.] 】

[2. Maybe I should give him some roses? 】

"I know exactly what Lord Fred means. But when I first came to Desmond, I couldn't be separated from all the things. Please go back and tell Lord Sù Fred that I apologize. ”

Sinloth said apologetic, but with a detached smile, even the messenger could feel it.

"The master said that if Lord Sinloth really doesn't have time for the Autumn Harvest Festival, please make sure to come after the Autumn Harvest Festival. The host has important matters to discuss with adults, so please be sure to be there. Also, the master wanted to thank Lord Sinloth, and thanks to the reminder of the master, the master was on guard, and North Munster was saved from the raids of the Norman pirates. ”

"Oh?"

Listening to this tone, it doesn't seem that because of Claes's problem, he is going to come to the door to find trouble. In that case, it might be a good idea to check it out. After all, they are neighbors, and there are many opportunities to deal with them in the future.

"Well, then. Please reply to His Excellency Fred and say that after the autumn harvest is over, I will try my best to make a trip to North Munster. Sinloth said, lowering his eyes and closing the envelope.

Seeing Xinluos's obvious intention to send off, the envoy bowed: "Since my lord has received the letter, then I will also leave." ”

Xinluo showed a hypocritical smile and said, "Why are you in such a hurry, why don't you stay and rest for one night before leaving." ”

"No, no, I'm going to do my best to go back and reply to my master." The messenger said, bowing, turning, and walking out of Desmond's castle.

Seeing the envoy's resignation, Sinlos did not stay. He squinted, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Autumn Harvest Festival has a long history and is one of the three most important festivals in the Empire. Inviting a nobleman to participate in his autumn harvest festival is undoubtedly a sign of the importance he attaches to him.

But it's too rushed.

As mentioned earlier, Sinroth did not have a friendship with the Earl of Fred of North Munster. As the first generation of the Fanzhuo family, there is no talk of the friendship of the ancestors. And the other party obviously knows this, but in this case, he still insists on inviting him, which is obviously hidden.

"Let's see"

"My lord, this is the arrangement for this year's Autumn Harvest Festival." Claes cautiously sat down to Sinloth, and he secretly peeked at his lord with the light out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that there was no displeasure on Xinluos's face, he was slightly relieved.

This was the first time he had presided over the Autumn Harvest Festival, which made him extremely excited and worried. In Claes's opinion, Sinloth is a nobleman from the royal capital, and his vision is naturally very high. And Desmond's current situation

Now it seems that the situation is not as bad as it seems.

Sinloth knew an egg, and he had never participated in the Autumn Harvest Festival.

After listening to Claes's report, Xinluo nodded reservedly and said approvingly: "It's already very good to think of this kind of Cheng dù for the first time." You can go and coordinate with Bismal later, I don't want any accidents at my first harvest festival, understand? ”

"Of course, your will."

"Well, let's go." This can't be blamed on Sinlos for driving people away, but a certain heavy invention has been stranded, except for the first time when it accidentally burned through the pot. The other few times I managed to get the paper out, but the quality was there

In the past few days, he has not been in a very good mood.

The wisdom of the ancient people is indeed not to be underestimated.

But this time, the cautious agent didn't leave right away. Instead, he whispered tentatively: "My lord, I don't understand, why do you spend so much money on the Autumn Harvest Festival?" That's the money for Desmond's future."

Claes thinks he still knows something about aristocrats. In his eyes, it was undoubtedly very difficult to get these greedy guys to pay for their own money to build a territory. So he didn't wonder why Sinloth wouldn't pay a penny to build Desmond. But Xinluo spent too much money on the Autumn Harvest Festival this time. Although Desmond's economy was already collapsing, it was not a problem to mess around like this. As his agent, he also had to be reminded.

"Is it much?" Sinloth struggled to remember. He did mobilize the serfs to begin the reconstruction of the village, but the serfs were not free from the freedmen in that they were not required to be paid. So apart from some food, it didn't cost much. As for the rest, Sinlos thought about it, and there really wasn't much to spend money on.

Speaking carefully, the arrival of the Norman pirates actually made Sinloth a small fortune. The pirates who fled in a hurry did not carry much belongings with them, and the total number of more than two hundred people was only a few Imperial Gold Coins. But their weapons and equipment are the best wealth in themselves, not to mention those dragon-headed warships of theirs. But if you want to get rid of these things, it will take some time.

It's not that Sinloth hasn't thought about using it himself, but there are too few people under him who can use it now. In this case, it is better to sell these things and take the route of elite soldiers.

"My lord, I can understand your desire to transform Desmond into a second royal capital, but the royal capital was not built in a day or two. In any case, be patient. ”

"I'm very patient."

Seeing that Xinluo seemed to be pretending to be stupid, Claes was too young and the city was not enough, and finally couldn't help but tell the truth: "My lord! Why do you want to pay so many pensions to the families of those who died in battle? ”

It turned out to be this.

The royal capital's guards were the Royal Knights, each of whom had made a contribution to the Empire. Therefore, when any of these knights died in battle, the empire would pay a large pension. Probably in Claes's opinion, his behavior of giving pensions to the people was imitating the practice of the royal capital.

"Isn't it the duty of the lord to give bereavement pensions to those who died in battle?"

This was indeed one of the obligations of the lord, and Claes choked hard. He could not say that he embezzled this part of the pension, which was one of the most popular rights of every lord. The young agent had no choice but to say euphemistically: "But, you are really, sending too much"

"Is one silver coin a lot per person?"

In Sinloth's false memory, he remembered it very clearly. In the bustling streets of the royal capital, a casual meal costs more than a dozen silver coins. If it weren't for Desmond's financial difficulties, and the fact that there were so many places to spend money. He wouldn't be so stingy as to give out a silver coin each.

"My lord, it's a lot."

"That's right, I see." Sinloth nodded, signaling that he understood.

And then there was no follow-up.

Seeing Xinluo like this, Claes had no choice but to bite the bill and continue: "My lord, I think we can cut some of the pension as appropriate. Everyone is a warrior who can give up their lives for Desmond, and they must all understand Desmond's current situation. When the finances are more comfortable in the future, we will make up for it. ”

"I said, I see. Do what I'm told, understand? ”

"But adults"

"Don't lose a penny in the pension, okay, that's it, don't bother me anymore." After Xinluo finished speaking, he didn't care about Claes's reaction, waved his sleeves, and walked away.

Claes sighed softly as he watched Sinlos disappear into the castle. For such a lord, it is really difficult to say whether it is good or bad. In any case, he was also a Desmond, and he was sincerely pleased to see that the lord valued the life and death of his people.

But at the same time, he is also the treasurer of Sinloth. He already has a rough plan for the revival of Desmond, who can be described as full of loopholes and asking for money everywhere. He had already tried to reduce the necessary expenses for each item, but it was barely enough. But before he could figure out how to make some more, Sinlos spent most of the money regardless of it.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, which makes him how good.

Claes sighed and walked out of the castle. Time will prove him right, and perhaps after this loss, the lord will value him more.

Let's wait