Rain, thunderstorms, thunderstorms This rain has been raining all day since the beginning, but fortunately, the grain in Romon territory has been dried and loaded into the warehouse, so it has not been affected by this rain.

And unlike the continuous rain and the gloom of the sky, the news of the great harvest in Romong's territory soon spread in all directions like a gust of wind, with a brilliant breath blowing in the face.

In the morning, it was still raining lightly outside, and looking out of the half-open glass window, the light rain falling from the air was like a crystal fine oil, with a pleasant mysterious power, dripping on the earth, and then splashing the smell of earth.

Baron Rocas was sitting in his study, enjoying the pleasure of the spring rainy season while flipping through the books in his hand. He slept well last night, and when he got up in the morning, the fresh breath of pushing the window in made him feel surprisingly good.

"Good morning, Lord Baron!" a voice suddenly sounded. Baron Rocas looked up from the book and gave a rare smile to the corner of the study.

"Eat! Eat!" Another voice sounded, the voice was the same as just now, but the tone was completely changed to another person, and you could hear it when you heard it, this time it should be a girl's coquettish tone.

The smile on Roccas's face grew even deeper, and he put down the book in his hand, stepped out of the table, and paced, until he reached the corner where he had just stared.

And there was a very elegant weeping plant planted in that place, the branches and leaves were green, and the branches were very long and thin, soft like the hair of a fairy, and they were hanging down from a small basket. The basket was hung from a small hook in the ceiling, about three meters above the ground, and the branches hung so long that they almost touched the ground.

At the very place where the bush of plants drooped, there was something hanging from the chain that hung down the hook, and it was a very delicate bird cage, and at this moment, a little bird with very bright feathers and a very beautiful appearance was jumping in it.

The small dish in the cage is filled with washed and fine millet, and the small bowl with clean water is also very delicately made, looking very small and cute, and it also matches the appearance of a bird. The two sentences just now were said by this little bird, which was bought from a distant relative of Rocas from a long distance, and it could imitate human speech, and it looked very beautiful, so as soon as Baron Rocas got this bird, he was very precious.

"Come, say, I want to eat......" Baron Rocas walked over, and then stood in front of the cage with a smile, and saw that the bird had hidden in the innermost part of the cage, and he even used his fingers to remove a few green plants in front of the cage, and then, as he spoke, with a look of interest on his face.

"Eat! Eat!" seemed to play this game often, and when Baron Rocas said, the bird crowed very well.

"Hahahaha...... Good!good!" Baron Rocas suddenly became happy and laughed at the bird's lovely voice.

The more he looked at this little bird, the more he liked it, although the voice was not the same, but the second lady's tone was imitated vividly, and this little bird was also very powerful.

Knock knock. There was a soft knock on the door outside, and Baron Rocas, who was on the rise, couldn't help but look pale and asked in a calm voice, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Scudder. The person who answered was one of his cronies, the kind of cronies who were responsible for collecting all kinds of information.

Baron Rocard heard that it was him, and his face softened: "Come in!"

"Yes. The door was gently pushed open, and in came a middle-aged man who looked very ordinary, his appearance belonged to the kind that would not be noticed if thrown into the crowd, but the essence of his eyes flashed occasionally, indicating that this person was not as honest as he seemed on the outside.

"Lord Baron, this is a letter from the Adventurers' Guild. As soon as he came in, he took out a letter.

Baron Rocas took the letter, looked at the name on it, pulled the corners of his mouth upwards with disdain, and then took out the letter inside and looked at it. When he finished reading the entire content of the letter, his face suddenly became very strange. It seems to be very surprised, but also seems to be very unwilling, and a little regretful, in short, the face is very exciting.

"Lord Baron......" The cronie looked at Baron Rocas with some uneasiness, Baron Rocas waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, you go out first." ”

"Yes. Although he was a little curious about what was in the letter that caused Baron Rocas to react so strangely, knowing that he should not ask what he should know, the cronie quickly withdrew and carefully closed the door again.

And Baron Roccas's mood at this time can be described as very complicated, in the letter just now, he received a message that surprised him very much.

There was a bumper harvest of grain in Romong's territory, and the yield per mu was very amazing, 370 catties per mu, 370 catties per mu! Baron Rocas put the letter on the table, and then walked back and forth in the room, the expression on his face constantly changing.

And what struggles he is doing in his heart, this is not known to outsiders.

"Lord Baron!" happened to be the Interior Governor coming in from outside, to report to him the yield of the crops in the realm...... The barony, first the Interior Officer, then the Tax Collector, who collected taxes on commerce and agriculture, then the Magistrate, who managed the cases and law and order in the realm, and finally the army directly under the Baron, a town guard.

Originally, the interior minister was still in a good mood, after all, with his efforts, he still relied on his own strength to fiddle with the fields under the name of Lord Rocas very well, and the harvest was also very good, he thought that he would definitely be rewarded by the lord when he came over this time.

However, Baron Rocas, who had read the account book, gradually turned gloomy, and he snorted and smashed the account book on the desk.

The poor internal affairs officer was stunned for a moment, he did not understand, how could he be reprimanded like this by the lord when he had done things well enough, could it be that he was so happy when he came, and took the wrong account book?

And then, he was kicked out, and when he left the castle, he didn't understand what happened to the baron today.

And the baron, who continued to stay alone in the study, was in a worse mood, especially after seeing the yield of his own crops just now, it was simply not pleasing to the eye.

At least, the bird's occasional call or two as he walked back and forth didn't make him brow. And the servant who came in after that brought the tea was also troubled by his nose and eyes, in short, he was in a good mood today, but after reading this letter, he was completely destroyed.

And when he was alone in the study and depressed, another place was a peaceful scene.

In the temple of the earth goddess in the town, outside the main priest's homework, the breath of spring is also so strong, a large cluster of beautiful flowers grows outside the house, exuding the beautiful breath of spring, and a woman in a white robe is standing on the steps, looking at their swaying posture under the rain, and then, the corner of her mouth smiles faintly.

Sixteen years old, dressed in a priest's robe, the opening is relatively high, revealing slender snow-white thighs, with a green flower knot belt, a delicate and slender waist, and soft eyes are crystal clear.

The white priest's robe had three lines on it, indicating her priesthood rank, and at this time, looking at the rain in the sky, she seemed to be thinking about something, of course, it was the lord's daughter Eleni, and she had just finished praying.

It wasn't until Elini became the presiding pastor that she understood the difference.

Presiding over a temple is equivalent to presiding over a base connected to God.

The power of the gods, the beliefs of the people, and the force are all based on this, and there are plenty of opportunities to delve into the nature of the gods, and they can freely learn higher-level gods...... A priest who does not preside over the temple is not a good priest, and Eleni has come to understand this more and more In the past six months, she has finally put the temple on the right track, concentrating on leading prayers, preaching, healing, and preaching...... Unconsciously, from the expressions and eyes of the believers and listeners, the faith of the whole town was slightly but obviously improving, and even the holy energy on the altar of the temple seemed to be more active and vigorous...... As a priest, she is always showering the power of the gods, this feeling is really indescribable, the fourth-level road does not seem to be far away, so that she has been addicted to it for a while, forgetting everything...... "Hey, have you heard? Something happened to Lomon's druid...... territory" At this moment, a whisper came from the aisle, for some reason, when she heard Romon's name, Eleni's face turned slightly red, and then, carefully, she retreated into the classroom, closed the door, looked at the aisle outside, and her ears were pricked up.

The three assistant priests came from that side, and they talked about the recent news as they went, and what they were talking about was the harvest in Romong's territory, and in their mouths, Eleni, who was hiding in the room, heard about the harvest in Romon territory.

"Three hundred and seventy catties per mu? The people outside had gradually moved away, and Eleni gently pushed open the door and reappeared at the steps, the wind blew gently, and the corners of her white robe were gently raised, revealing her white thighs, and the sky was fluttering with rain, falling obliquely, and some drips on her body, gradually soaking her robe, revealing the undulating curves of the woman's surname.

Before realizing how tempting her female body was at this time, Eleni walked from the temple platform to the steps, standing in the clearing, looking in the direction of Romon Territory, with a very surprised expression on her face.

As the priest of the Goddess of Fertility, she is no stranger to this, and she understands the key to it, which is not an easy task, even if it is a druid.

"It's really remarkable, from a druid apprentice to a third-level druid now, in less than two years, there will always be miracles in him......" Elini thought in thought.

(To be continued)