Time continued to go backwards, and the weather gradually became colder. At night, the car is even, and the snowflakes give people a very beautiful feeling, but this drop in temperature still brings countless troubles to people.

On the night of December 18, a cold snap hit the nearby area, and the temperature suddenly dropped to about -10 degrees.

"It's snowing again. Sir Dymerka stood at the window on the second floor, looking out. A certain string in his heart moved slightly, and he said to himself.

At this moment, the sky was constantly falling with snowflakes, the windows were ajar, and streams of cool air were able to rush into the room.

The temperature of the whole room is constantly decreasing over time.

Sir Demoka, on the other hand, stood there with a somewhat gloomy expression on his face, facing the cold wind, not fearing the cold air in the slightest. He was thinking about something, and standing here could clear his somewhat chaotic mind.

"I don't know, what's going on in the territory now?, have those demons already ruined what it looks like?" he muttered to himself at the thought that his territory might still be barren now, very worried about the situation in his territory.

Sir Demoka's territory had long been breached by demons in the Plague, and since then he has had to bring his daughter, wife, and surviving people to Romont's Tertashaw Territory to live in the small mining village surrounded by high walls.

Not only him, but also the other surviving knights have also come here.

With the help of Romon they built a house and settled a small family, at least until this winter came, they had a stable home again, and they would not be afraid of demonic attacks all day long, let alone when winter came. Fleeing in all directions.

However, this home is so strange.

No matter how good it is, no matter how stable it is, this is not their long-term place after all.

They had indeed migrated to Romon's subordinate, and now that Romon was a baron, he was indeed worthy of the status of a superior lord.

However, the territories that once belonged to them still belong to them, because these lords fought hard, so they will not be punished for defeat, and their families have not perished in the demonic plague, and the ownership of the territory will not change.

I heard that the development of the demon disaster has become more and more stable, and some villagers began to think about it, wanting to return to the territory of Zigong to have a look.

After all, it's really distressing that his territory is so barren.

Just a few days ago, several of the villagers who had stayed with Ser Demerka had already left, and after hearing that they had returned to their territory, they began to repair their territory.

"Shall you speak to Romon now?, and if so, will he have any opinion?" Sir Demoka's heart was now in turmoil, and he wanted to go back.

In this world, the relationship between superiors and subordinates is not as harsh as on the earth, and it is normal to go back.

But there is a key issue here, which is the people and the army.

After all, the person who said he was going to settle here was himself, and the people were also entrusted to him.

And the army and salaries are all a large supply of armor, weapons, grain and grass for Romon, and at this time, if you talk about leaving, you can't simply take people away.

And, if Romon is still a lord. Things are much easier, but at this moment and then, Romon is now a baron, and is no longer a lord on an equal footing with him, such a change of position will naturally make Sir Dymerka think a lot more when he thinks about problems.

"Honey, you're going to catch a cold. The door of Sir Demoka's room was suddenly pushed open, and the beautiful and dignified lady Sir walked in from the outside, and as soon as she entered, she found that her husband was in a daze, and the temperature in the room was very low, and she sighed in distress. Stepped forward and closed the window.

Looking out through the transparent glass window, the scene outside is still clearly visible.

"Sorry to worry you. Sir Dymerka turned back and hugged his wife, and said with some guilt. This time since. She used to be a pampered wife, and she suffered a lot with her, which made Sir Demerka feel a little sorry.

"Honey, are you upset again?" Knowing that her husband was hesitating about something, the little lady jazz gently dressed him, and then, looking into his eyes, gentle

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There was nothing more reassuring than this expression, and Sir Dymerka sighed softly under her gentle gaze. “

"yes, I heard they all went back. I want to go back and see it too. Then Sir Dymerka said: "However, the problem of the people and the army is very troublesome. ”

But "Isn't it good to live here now?" and Madame Sir felt a little sorry for her husband, "Wouldn't it be good to wait until this winter to go back?"

"My dear, you may not know the current situation, the current territory pattern has changed a lot due to the occurrence of the demonic disaster, I am worried that if we delay in rushing back, the territory is likely to be taken back by the kingdom and given to others. Sir Dymerka was silent for a moment

"Really?" said Lady Sir for having never known much about it, as she had ever heard her husband say so. Also worried: "That" then we will go now

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"Hehe, don't worry, don't worry. My dear, as long as I go back these days, there should be no problem, but with the problem of the people and the army, I fear that Romon will be very unhappy!" Sir Dymerka raised his worries: "But if there is no certain number of people and troops, we will go back in vain. ”

"You mean that, indeed. That's a big question. As soon as I heard this. Madame Jazz was also out of ideas. She said with some worry: "Why don't you go and talk to him, explain things clearly, we can only need some manpower, as long as we can basically reclaim wasteland!"

Seeing that his wife said this, Sir Dymerka had no choice but to nod: "I hope so." ”

At this point, it's time for lunch. The husband and wife went down to eat. In order for them to live a better life, although it is already winter, Romon will still distribute some of the vegetables produced in his greenhouse to the nobles who live here, and Sir Damerka's family can eat fresh vegetables every day, which is indeed a very good life in winter.

After eating, Sir Demerka felt that he was still in a bad mood, so he went out and walked through the streets.

At this time, the small mining village is very different from when it was first built.

Because of the full construction of Romon. Coupled with the gradual increase in population, this place, which was nominally a village, is actually comparable to an ordinary small town. Even the newly built town of Rousanne is no bigger than this small mining village in terms of population size

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The streets are very wide, lined with small trees that were planted when the village was rebuilt, and because it has been a long time, the trees have risen a lot, and in the summer, the shade allows people to walk around them. You won't feel the scorching heat of the summer sun, but now it's winter. The scale can also be seen.

The shops on both sides are even more fully stocked, which is also surprising to Sir Daimerka now, after all, after the outbreak of the demonic plague, many shops have already faced the situation of running out of goods. But here the shops. But it seems that there are no problems at all, and there are still a lot of goods. Is it really completely unaffected by the outside world?

As he walked, Demoka looked at the situation in the village as he walked to Romon's villa. He subconsciously stopped.

"I heard that Romon has returned to the small mining village today, I wonder if Romon is here now," he thought secretly, looking up at the villa again, hesitating to go in.

Just then, a man happened to come out of Lomon's villa.

"Is that Mr. Demaka?" said the man who came out was dressed in a robe. His body was a little thin, but his mental state was very much looking this way, and the man recognized him. He hurriedly walked over and asked with a smile, "Are you here to find the Baron?"

This person is Nick, who followed Romon over to count, to say that when he was in front of outsiders, he was always called by Lord Baron, but when it came to a few people alone, he was not so humble.

Sir Demerka, however, knew that the Home Minister had an unusual relationship with Romon and thanked him politely, and followed him in.

After arranging for Sir Dymerka to sit down again, Nick apologized and went out on errands.

In contrast to the cold outside, the gentle woman inside was so tall that Sir Demoka sat for a moment before he broke out in a light sweat, and the net opened his robe a little, and a lovely little girl came with a cup of tea.

"Sir, let's have a cup of tea first, the girl said with a smile.

"Yes, okay, thank you. Sir Demoka took the tea, took a sip, and it was sweet in his mouth, though it was hot. But it soothed his current irritation.

I sat down and waited for a while. There was a knock on the door, and a whirlwind came in with snowflakes, followed by the sound of riding boots from outside.

"Your Excellency, you're back. "The little girl just now ran out like a busy flyer. Help take the cloak or something. Then, Romon walked outside, dressed in a neat and neat bodysuit

Come.

Sir Dymerka quickly stood up. I said hello to Romon and was obviously more polite and respectful than before.

It's a very strict hierarchy in the world, and one, the level gap, tends to bring a lot of variety.

When Romon and Sir Demoka were on an equal footing, they were half-teachers and half-friends, but now it is different, as a baron, Romon owns a large area of land, and has his own baronial castle, this change, in the eyes of Sir Demoka, naturally has a different meaning.

It's not a matter of being polite or impolite, it's a rule that must be followed.

Naturally, Romon understood this, and he smiled and accepted Sir Demoka's overture, and when he sat down, Romon said, "Sir Demoka, if you have anything to say, just say it!"