Salvatore was the chief knight of the Thornblade, held a key position, guarded the royal capital, and could be said to be a close confidant of Sides III.

William, as a feudal lord, should not have too close a relationship with Salvatore.

But it's okay to have Brayman in the middle.

The group returned to the city of plenty.

Before entering the city, the people respectfully gave way and whispered excitedly, looking at the cavalry with admiration.

In order to lure the snake out of the hole, William had made a lot of noise about this formation, so even ordinary people knew that his goal was to exterminate the bandits.

Now the army is coming back majestically, naturally because everything is going well.

"My lord, Wan An!"

"My lord, Wan An!"

The congratulatory voices of the civilians came and went, and the soldiers puffed out their chests with pride.

A group of guards in front of him cleared the way, and William rode in the middle, and by this time he had taken off his helmet, revealing his handsome and calm face, and his deep eyes.

William smiled and waved to the civilians.

Looking at these civilians, William immediately remembered Milfoss, and also remembered the little mud monkey-like Watt.

Compared to the people of Milforths, the civilians of Plenty were much more appropriately dressed.

This also made William realize that the gap between urban and rural areas is a big problem in any world.

"Breman, don't worry, I'm not in danger."

William whispered to Brayman to relax.

Since entering the City of Plenty, Breman has been like a taut leather band, firmly gripping the hilt of his sword, and his eyes are like owls, and his eyes are blazing.

"My lord, I am your guard, and I must keep you safe." Brayman was determined.

However, after he said this, he suddenly blushed a little.

I'm just a knight's apprentice, and the lord is a knight, so if something really happens, I don't know who will protect whom.

"My lord, I have already felt the opportunity to break through, and I may be able to be promoted to a full-fledged knight soon."

"Oh! Breman, this news surprised me even more than the extermination of the scorpion bandits. ”

"Don't dare, I'm too talented compared to you."

William was very happy, worthy of the wool from the thorn blade, Breman's talent is at least mid-to-top.

Less than a month after coming to Barron, I already feel the opportunity to break through, what a blessing.

Suddenly, William had an inspiration.

Although Brayman said that he had found an opportunity to make a breakthrough, he didn't know how long it would take to make a breakthrough.

There is a saying that the end of the world is close at hand, and it may be a kick in the door, and it may not be possible to be stuck for a few years.

"After I broke through the knights, I could get two power points a day, and now it's useless for a few days, and I've saved ten points."

William thinks that power can help others, if it is used on Brayman.

Is it possible to make him break through immediately?

The thought of a lifetime, suddenly the heart surged.

If it really can, then power can definitely become a strategic weapon.

"Breman, you don't need to escort me later, you can cultivate and adjust your state by yourself, and come to me later."

"My lord, I am your personal escort......"

William waved his hand to stop him, "With Just, no one can hurt me." ”

"Okay." Brayman said.

……

Black Rock Fort.

William is here to convene all the high-level and have a meeting!

The meeting was attended by the second administrator, Picios, the commander of the garrison, the commander of the garrison, the dreadnought knight Just, the sheriff of the Magistrate, the magistrate of Gouland, the tax collector Lavoisier, and several local ministers of the Barron's territory, all of whom were inspected and confirmed to be loyal to William before allowing him to participate.

Pisius and his men had been preparing for this meeting for a long time.

After all, after William came to the Barron Territory, although he did not issue any major policies, his usual words and deeds still invisibly affected them.

This kind of meeting, for example, is similar to the usual council of lords, but at its core.

"My lord, let me first report on the movements of Abundance City in the past few days?"

Pisius stroked his chest and saluted, asking softly. After getting William's approval, he began to report.

During these three days, there was a little turmoil in the city of Plenty, mainly due to a few powerful nobles.

On the one hand, they sent people to monitor the Black Rock Fort, and on the other hand, they secretly connected with each other.

Picios originally thought that the other party was going to invade Black Rock Fort, so he also increased the defense of Black Rock Fort, but he never expected it.

Those nobles didn't want to be bad for Black Rock Castle, but they wanted to escape from the Barron Territory.

"My lord, they turned into sellers and were about to leave with their belongings, but I stopped them."

"Leave?"

William sighed softly, still a little unconvinced.

After waiting for three days, I thought I could dig out a few bold rebels, but it turned out to be deserters?

"Are you sure they're trying to escape?"

"It's true!" Picios affirmed: "They sold everything they couldn't take with them, because the time was too tight, and they lost at least 20 percent." And the procession they left was obvious, dragging their families and bringing them small, not like going out on a parade. ”

“……”

Didn't catch a big fish, caught a few small shrimps?

William frowned, feeling a little disappointed, if the other party really just moved away from the Barron Territory, he didn't have to rush to kill everything.

Waving his hand to sit Pisius down, and just as he was about to speak, Herreen walked in with her head down and added tea.

She skillfully served William a warm cup of tea, which smelled fragrant, and it was clearly the best tea.

"Since they're leaving, let them go."

"Yes." Picios jotted down the order.

William picked up the teacup, swept his gaze, and looked at Gouland: "Does the sheriff have any ......?"

Before he finished his sentence, he was stunned.

Goulander looked at William suspiciously, and saw that the lord was holding a teacup:

"The temperature is just right, the aroma is tangy, not strong or light......"

"Herring, you're good at making tea."

The maid bowed, "Lately I've been learning how to make tea more fragrant, as long as you like." ”

"Not bad, not bad."

William nodded, looked at the maid with a smile, and suddenly said, "Just, catch her!" ”

"Huh?" Herreen looked up in surprise, but before she could speak, Justher had already captured her.

Just twisted her wrists in both hands and pinched her neck with the other.

Herring's neck skin is delicate, and although it is a little wheat-colored, she has a good skin texture. But now Juster pinched it, like a giant pinching a ball of cotton, and with a little force, it could be crumpled into a ball.

"Your Royal Highness, ...... are you?"

Panicked and weak, Herring's eyes glistened with tears at some point.

"You think the tea is too hot, I'll wash it again and make a pot immediately, don't worry, it won't be hot this time."

Listening to her pitiful voice begging for mercy, a trace of unbearability flashed in Gouland's eyes.

He was even more curious, why did the lord suddenly order someone to capture the maid?

Is it really because the tea is too hot?