CHAPTER XLVI
"Doesn't that make sense!" said the priest of Milomon, whose eyes widened, "you're just a baron, and there are viscounts, counts, and marquises, and then you get to the Grand Duke." Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info The Grand Duke just came to rob you like this, isn't your feudal lord annoyed?
β...... We, Keen, are the direct subordinate of the Grand Duke. Crick sighed, "Although it is surrounded by the domain of Earl Holhak, this is not the only one. Probably when it was established, an enclave was specially arranged to prevent this area from being completely controlled by Earl Hallhak. β
"Since it is the territory of Count Holhak, the disaster is also the domain of Count Holhak, even if someone comes to ask for food, it should be sent by Earl Holhak. β
"It's just an excuse. Crick continued to sigh.
"It's shameless!" Milomon understood, shook his head, and said, "I can't help this, we orcs never do that." β
"Didn't we just go on the expedition the winter before last on the orders of the Grand Duke?" said Knight Howard James with a frown, "Even if the vassals are supposed to be loyal to the feudal lord, is it not enough that you personally led your troops to participate in the battle of 'The Day the Sun Goes Out', and our army led by Keane suffered heavy losses, and almost lost you on the battlefield, my lord?"
"So this letter says very earnestly, that it is not His Majesty the Grand Duke who needs food, but those affected territories who need food. Crick sneered and said, "Our Grand Duke's Majesty has a very good brain!"
"Didn't we have a good harvest last year, why didn't he stretch out his hand last year, and suddenly came to ask for food this year?" asked the knight Charles Os, puzzled.
"Last year's harvest wasn't obvious. "Last year, with the exception of a few experimental fields that used fertilizer, most of the fields used new farming techniques, but the harvest increase was limited, and the total harvest increased by about 20 percent." This level of harvest is, to be honest, not particularly conspicuous. But this year is different, as this year's harvest has skyrocketed, thanks to the widespread promotion of fertilization and new forms of agriculture. Although the results are not yet fully available, it seems that this year's total harvest is likely to be ...... Nearly quadruple. β
When Crick said this, the entire conference room fell into an astonishing silence.
After a few seconds, Scout Rena couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency, you're not wrong, are you?"
"That's right. β
β...... That's no wonder!" Keene City Patrol Captain Red sighed deeply, "I'm going to be red-eyed too!"
"But our neighbor **** Count is not red-eyed. Butler Leiden said.
"Maybe he's red-eyed, but he didn't do it as quickly as His Majesty the Grand Duke. "During this time, he has held several high-level meetings in succession, and perhaps there has been a discussion about fighting us in the autumn breeze." β
Creek's face suddenly darkened, the tiger at the front door had not been driven away, and the wolf howl had been heard at the back door.
What's worse than one piece of bad news? That's two pieces of bad news!
"But fortunately, Count Hallhack hasn't done it yet, so we finally have room to turn around. "But the Grand Duke's order has arrived, and this is a problem that needs to be solved at hand." β
"Does this still have to be solved?" Crick sighed deeply, "That dead fat guy looks like he's going to kill me, and he really wants to kill him!"
"If you can't cut it down, don't think about it. Although he is a priest of the god of literature and art, he does not do his job, and Thomas, who has been doing research all day, advised, "As far as the manpower of our territory is concerned, it is okay to find a viscount to fight, and it is safe to lose against the Grand Duke." β
That's what I said casually. Crick sighed in frustration and couldn't help but cough twice.
"Master, you have to take care of your health!" Butler Leiden persuaded worriedly, "No matter what the difficulties, as long as you are here, our territory will have a future." Even if we suffer a loss this time, so what? Anyway, we still have a bumper harvest after all, and we will continue to have a good harvest. β
Creek nodded slightly, sighed softly, and acknowledged what he said.
As Steward Leiden said, even if he suffered a loss this time and was robbed of a large amount of grain, His Majesty the Grand Duke of Thunder can't rob it every year!
Keenling's new agriculture is on the right track, maybe next year will not be as bumper as this year, but there are still two or three hundred catties per acre of land. Even if you take a step back, there are always 200 catties per acre of land.
With such a harvest, it is enough to sustain Keenling's continuous progress. Even if he suffers a loss this year and is taken away by the greedy fat duke, he will not be able to find an excuse to ask for it next year......
"Hehe, that's a bit naΓ―ve!" said the Priest of Milomont with a sneer, "I don't know if you've ever seen wolves hunting in the grasslands. Ordinary wolves will only chase and attack the smaller herds, and take the backward old, weak, sick and disabled. But those who are particularly strong wolves will choose the powerful herd, and follow them from a distance, hunting a little each time, as if they were grazing. β
His round eyes narrowed, and an eerie light shone: "As long as you get the benefits this time and taste the sweetness, there will definitely be a next time next year, and it will continue from now on, forming a routine." β
Everyone in Keane fell silent, and although they didn't want to admit it, everyone felt that what the priest of Milomont said was very reasonable.
"I remember that the previous winter, he called for troops from all over the country to support the Eagle Kingdom, and at least four counts ignored him at that time. The intelligence officer of Raffle recalled, and said slowly, "It doesn't seem to be much after the incident, and it's over." β
"That's the Count. Steward Leiden hurriedly persuaded, "The Earl's strength is not comparable to us, even the Duke does not dare to really turn his face with the big nobles for this trivial matter." But we're not big aristocrats!"
As he said, Kean Ling is not a big nobleman, and he lacks the confidence to be tough with the Grand Duke.
The Duchy of Thunder was founded by a knight who was canonized by Master Imia Lamperous, the "Supreme Mage". Because of the presence of a lord above his head, the knight did not later claim the title of king, but honored Lamperos as king and called himself the Grand Duke of Thunder.
The current nobility of the Principality of Thunder is divided into seven ranks, and the highest is the king, the Grand Duke of Thunder himself. Theoretically, he is the master of the entire Thunder Principality, but in fact, except for the direct domain and the direct domain, the feudal lords of the rest of the territory are the big nobles, and he is just the alliance leader of those big nobles.
In the second rank were the three marquises, each of whom was the queen's brother, the most respected of the princes, and the generalissimo of the principality. The marquis did not have a fief, they were the close vassals of His Majesty the Grand Duke, and their power and status came from the trust and grant of His Majesty the Grand Duke.
The third rank is the Counts, who are the descendants of their companions who carved out the territory with the first Grand Duke. At that time, Master Lampelus was not the only subordinate of the first Grand Duke, and there were several others who were close to him. Later, when the country was founded, the first Grand Duke listed the territory and canonized them as earls. The Count is the supreme ruler of a territory, and even the Grand Duke has no right to dictate his domain. In fact, the development of the Duchy of Thunder to the present, with the prosperity of the various counties, the Grand Duke's control over the entire country is declining.
The fourth rank is the viscounts, who are those nobles who have more fiefs and more power. Some of the more powerful viscounts have barons under their command, while others only have knights. The Grand Dukes and Counts had viscounts under their commands, and they were given the title of lord and allegiance to him. Although they have relatively much power in their own territory, the orders of the lord still take precedence.
The fifth rank is the baron, and the Keane is the barony. Barons are the lowest rank among the "nobles of the city", and each baron has its own lord, and some even have several tiers of lords. But most of them still have knights and quasi-knights under their command, which can be regarded as more than enough.
The sixth rank is a knight, and the seventh rank is a quasi-knight, and the difference lies in the presence or absence of fiefs. Knights have their own fiefdoms, while prospective knights can only receive salaries from the sovereign. Moreover, knights' domains could be hereditary along with their family names, but would-be knights were not, and unless their children were canonized, their titles could only be enjoyed by themselves and could not be passed on to future generations - so they often did not have a family name either.
Keane currently has two knights, the Knight of Oss and the Knight of James, the current Knight of Oth is Charles Oss, who inherited the title, domain, and honorable surname from his father, Divor Oss, and the father of Howard James, who is a close friend of Baron Keane Sr., Ney James.
The system of the seventh-level nobles is orderly, and if you want to challenge this system, you need not only strong courage, but also strong strength.
The current Barony of Keane obviously does not have this strength. Otherwise, Crick would have beaten the messenger out the door.
Everyone discussed it at once, and felt that there seemed to be no other way than to admit that they would send food.
Just as Crick sighed and wanted to end the meeting, the priest of Milomont suddenly had a cold glint in his eyes, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Lord Baron, why don't we kill that messenger and treat it as if we didn't receive the news?"
Crick's eyes lit up and he thought about it.
This idea, while somewhat off-the-beaten, is not impossible. After all, Kean Ling is far away from the emperor, even if His Majesty the Grand Duke wants to send troops to fight, Earl Hallhack will not be able to agree, since this is the case, he will simply do a big deal!
As long as you do it cleanly, there is no proof of death, and you insist that you don't receive news from the capital, then of course nothing will happen.
And when His Majesty the Grand Duke found out and sent the envoy again, it would be at least a month later.
Seize this time, and it is completely too late to dispose of this batch of grain. At that time, even if His Majesty the Grand Duke wants to rob it, there will be no food for him to rob! )