Chapter 153: Viscount Randall

Paul lay down in the grass and yawned. He had just eaten two sweet potatoes and a rib, and now he just wanted a good night's sleep.

"Hurry up, you lazy bone, the team is out!"

Paul struggled to get up, because his movements were slower, and he was kicked hard in the ass by his father a few times.

Paul is seventeen years old, and at the age of thirteen he followed his father, Wood, on his migration from the Eastern Province to the Centaur Hills. During the long journey, the mother remarried, and the elder brother's family was recruited by the lords along the way, and only the father and son were exiled to the Centaur Hills and joined a free camp.

Life was not a good life for the freedmen, and father and son worked every day, often without enough to eat, until the camp leader led them to the lord Baron Victor Wimbledon. In the free people's garrison set up by the lord, they worked hard, and were the first to be promoted to the rank of lord, and lived in a nicely groomed hill camp, while the powerful camp lords were beaten to death by the lord's guards.

Father and son have ambitions to join the lord's share of the system, but the dreaded Ant-Man attacks the centaur hills, and they eventually flee to Blackcastle. Five months later, they returned to Victor Territory.

"Daddy, Lord Victor doesn't have a castle. Will it be dangerous for us to come back like this?" Paul asked in a low voice to Wood.

Wood rebuked, "What are you afraid of?! If you don't provoke Ant-Man, Ant-Man won't eat you! Besides, what is there to be afraid of with Lord Nelson!"

Paul glanced in awe at Nelson, who was fully armoured, and the dozen or so elite soldiers beside him, and he stopped talking, but walked and straightened his waist.

A smile appeared on Wood's ravine-filled face, and four years had passed, and Paul had gone from a half-grown boy to a sturdy young man, but his courage had not grown. Originally, Paul was reluctant to leave the city of Castle Black, which was high and thick-walled, and it was Wood's insistence that forced him to return with the team. Wood thought very clearly, just because Lord Victor could break off for his people, he was worth following them. Moreover, there are 120,000 people in Blackcastle, and their father and son are still at the bottom of the ladder if they stay there, and only by following Victor will they have more chances to get ahead, and Wood is still obsessed with the division of work. In fact, this is also the idea of most people, so even if there is no dry food, they resolutely embark on the journey home.

Along the way, they also suffered a lot, and in order to collect enough wild vegetables and fruits, they deviated from the road several times, and Lady Lilia even ordered the killing of two ploughing oxen. Halfway through, they met Nelson, who had come to meet him, and a full cart of food, and Nelson's majestic armor and the tough soldiers around him made everyone feel awe-inspiring and safe.

With Nelson's support, the team moved much faster. More than twenty days later, they returned to Victor Territory.

"Hurry up, everybody, before dark, we have to rush to the camp for dinner. War Bear veteran Carey rode back and forth on the side of the line, shouting back and forth.

As the team began to turn east, Paul pulled Lawood's sleeve, "Daddy, it seems to be on the wrong track." The hill camp is on the south side. ”

"What a noise. What kind of hill camp is there now? Just follow along. Wood pulled back his sleeve and said impatiently.

Four hours later, Paul saw the camp on the shore of the lake, which was large and surrounded by a simple fence, and at the entrance of the camp stood hundreds of fierce soldiers. These soldiers were tall and strong, neatly arranged in two columns, dressed in leather armor, armed with short spears and round shields, or carrying longbows and crossbows, and at the front of the ranks of soldiers was the lord Victor.

The carriage in the procession stopped, and Paul saw the beautiful Lady Lilia carrying her skirt into the arms of the lord, and Paulton knew that this camp would be their shelter for the rest of the world.

Wood and his son followed the procession and saluted the lord respectfully, and they were led into the camp, which was neatly laid out, with shacks in the same style as those in the original free people's temporary station, only much larger. Father and son were also surprised that there were many strangers in the camp who were building new huts.

Wood and Paul were brought to a shack, and the soldiers who led the way said to them, "This is your hut, and dinner is on the east side of the square." Tomorrow morning, adults will have an open-air meeting, so remember to come. ”

"Thank you, sir. Wood nodded.

After the soldier nodded and left, Paul asked, "Daddy, why are there so many people here?"

"Didn't Lord Nelson say that he had gathered a lot of free people, about 5oo people. Wood went over to the bed and lay down, muffling to himself, "These people have followed the lord to stay in the realm and build such a large camp. I don't know if we can still join the work system? If I knew that I should have stayed with the adults. ”

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Lilia lay on Victor's body weakly and bonelessly, her snow-white skin showing the pink of passion, and it took a while to open her big bright eyes and mutter, "Victor, I miss you so much." ”

"I miss you too. Victor caressed the delicate body in his arms and gently kissed Lilia's delicate red lips.

For a long time, the lips parted. Lilia took a moment and said apologetically: "Victor, there are only 923 people who came back with me this time, of which 57o are young and strong, and the rest are women and children. Uncle John's goat hotel was demolished, and they came with him, but they didn't dare to see you.

Sister Nicole helped us bring back the horses and ox carts, a total of 45 war horses, 7 horses, and 32 oxen, but when we came back, the road was washed away by the rain, and I left the carriages on the side of the road. I'm sorry, it's me who is so useless. ”

"Hehe, you did a good job, I thought you could only bring back three or four hundred people, and I didn't expect you to bring back those cattle and horses, this is really an unexpected surprise. ”

Victor felt relieved and happy to see Lilia bring back so many people, just like a lone traveler in the desert when he meets a caravan. Victor is not short of this labor now, these ordinary farmers, five tied together, are not worth one spirit monkey militia, and the barberry militia is more capable than ten ordinary farmers. But if you can only get along with these alchemy humans day and night, you will not be able to stand it. Nelson had complained that these warriors were depressing, but he just thought that these people were elite warriors trained by a big force since childhood. No one could have imagined that these people who could speak, eat and drink, and have flesh and blood were born from the void element.

Only Victor knows that they are not real people. Alchemy humans are strong and loyal, but they can't satisfy Victor's emotional needs. As a natural human being with social attributes, Victor craves the approval of his kind, which is satisfied by relatives, friends, lovers, subordinates, and even rivals.

Victor's sanity tells him that alchemical creatures have always been tools, and that he is going to use them to get what he wants. Otherwise, the Alchemy Pagoda would have no meaning to him. Behind closed doors, being the king of the mountain among the alchemical humans is either a madman or an autistic person. In addition, there is a thought in Victor's mind that cannot be brought up to anyone, which makes him eager to gain more power. He needs more adherents, not in the thousands, but in the hundreds of thousands.

"Victor, it's not my credit, it's all thanks to your work system and Sister Nicole's help. Lilia shook her head gloomily.

Victor stared at Lilia's pretty face for a long time, and said softly, "Lilia, I said that you are the most important. ”

"Am I really important?" asked Lilia, blushing.

"Of course!" said Victor firmly.

There is no pressure on Victor to be with Lilia, Lilia is not the most beautiful, not the smartest, and not powerful, but she belongs to Victor from body to mind, and this is the most important thing.

Lilia's pretty face was rosy, her eyes were silky, and her big watery eyes were almost dripping with honey, and Victor's heart fluttered, and he pressed his personal maid under him again. After a long absence, it is better to be newly married, and this must be a beautiful night.

The next day, Victor stood on the platform of the square, his silver-white double silver armor shining in the sunlight, Lilia in a snow-white dress at his side, and behind them was a row of well-armed alchemy militiamen, looking noble and majestic.

"I, Viscount Victor Wimbledon, lord of the kingdom of Gambis, have fulfilled my duty of protection by holding on to my territory and covering the retreat of the people during the catastrophe caused by Ant-Man. According to the Territorial Exploitation Act of the Kingdom, I will start a new family in this territory, the Randall family. From now on, Victor Collar will be officially named Randall Collar, and my surname will be suffix Randall's name, Victor Wimbledon Randall. ”

The clear voice spread throughout the camp with the breeze, and the crowd below the platform boiled, a new surname, a new family, representing a new force, and they witnessed this moment, and will surely share the glory of the new family.

"May the Randall family be glorious forever and never be dusted. ”

Victor smiled and accepted the blessings of the people, and it was both an honor and a challenge to open up a new family that only a lord could create.

Pioneer lords generally don't do this, which means turning their backs. The original family had the right to wage a family war against them, and the two sides fought a small decisive battle in the presence of the kingdom and the church. Only when the battle is won can the new family be truly established. If they lose, the realm goes to the bloodline, while the Pioneer Lord loses his title, freedom, and sometimes his life.

Victor did not have such a problem, the Wimbledon family had long since fallen apart, and the family blood was scattered in various kingdoms, so there was only one person who had the right to crusade against Victor, the Marquess Sophia Wimbledon. However, Sophia would not call on the Wimbledon nobles of Gambis to fight against her husband, and if she did, she would lose her marquis title if she won or lost. The most important thing is that Sophia has no chance of winning, as long as there is no Golden Knight involved, Victor is confident that he will crush any family.

The advantage of creating a new family is that Victor has the greatest freedom in family rights, he no longer needs Sophia's marquisate seal, and can canonize vassal nobles independently.

When the crowd quieted down, Victor said, "Whoever is faithful to me will be rewarded." Nelson, come up!"

Dressed in heavy armor, Nelson walked up to Victor with a solemn expression and knelt down on his knees, bowing down to Victor.

"Nelson, are you willing to be my retainer with absolute loyalty from now on?"

Nelson replied, "I do." ”

After confirming his voluntary intentions, Victor shook Nelson's hand, which was half-kneeling in front of him, and said, "Nelson, I give you Randall's surname and title, as well as 3oo square kilometers of land as your fief, hereditary. ”

At this time, Nelson offered his loyal pledge, "My sovereign, very respectable Viscount Randall, I sincerely promise to be a loyal retainer of you, never to disgrace Randall's surname, and willing to keep my loyalty to you forever." There is no deception in this honesty. ”

Nelson leaned over and kissed Victor's sword, the kissing ceremony.

Victor plunged his sharp Thorsilver sword in front of Nelson, who put his hand on the sword and said, "My sovereign, honorable Viscount Randall, I swear to you that I will faithfully protect your property and defend your rights as a vassal loyal to his lord." I am willing and strictly abide by the oath I have taken, as I know and understand. From this day forward, your sword helps and urges me to persevere in doing so. ”

Victor smiled and helped the agitated Nelson up, motioned for him to stand on his other side, and then shouted to the people below, "Lord Nelson Randall has received my gift of loyalty and bravery, and so have you. I promise that all those who return to the realm will join the Divide System, which will no longer be open to anyone else. When you have enough land, you will become my vassals. I also hope that more of you will take the surname Randall. ”

There was silence under the platform for a moment, and then louder cheers erupted.

"Long live Viscount Randall!"

"Long live the Randall family!"

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