85_85536 That's it, William and his little girlfriend who had just met for a few days, that is, Her Royal Highness Princess Elise, shed tears. Her Royal Highness is about to return to Plockk and return to her castle. At the same time, she also carried a letter written by William in the voice of Baron Otto.

Seeing the carriage disappear, William sighed secretly, then turned around and turned back in the direction of Hereford Castle. This made John beside him very incomprehensible.

Young squires are slow to turn their brains and mature late. I don't understand love too much, or something like that, but I've seen this and that kind of greasy thing between William and Princess Elise these days.

In his opinion, since the princess of Elise was leaving, it was natural for William to chase after him for a while, or to lie down and lock himself in the house, stay in a daze all day, and then wait until the next day to recover.

But William didn't, not at all, and after being slightly stunned, he acted as if nothing had happened at all. "This, young master?"

looked at John, who was beside him, sturdy like a bear, and looked inexplicable. William shook his head with a smile, then patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go back." There should be a welcome party today, right?"

"Uh-huh. That-" John smiled, then nodded, "Yes, Miss Charlumie is back today." ”

"It's really ......" William shook his head, "The thought of meeting this guy again makes me feel very unhappy in my heart." ”

Of course, after hearing William say such things, John had nothing else to do but giggle - even a fool like him knew the most basic common sense, as if he were doing something like this, he would never be able to mix it up. And seriously, he didn't have a position or reason to get involved.

Seeing that this guy was smirking again, William frowned, but quickly put this displeasure behind him. No matter who they are, they have their own faults. The key is what the problem is.

A guy like John, who just has some problems in a small place and can stand up in the general righteousness, should naturally be befriended and used. And like the kind of person who usually pretends to be a dog, he really drops the chain at a critical moment, so he just throws it away.

That's it, that's it. Speaking of which, after John single-handedly went to attack the centaur troops and hung up, William was very sad for a while. But I didn't expect this guy to be very fatal. After being hit twice by a centaur, he didn't die. When he was dying, he was discovered by William's father, Baron Otto, and then he hung his life with his fighting spirit.

This guy really deserves to be a guy from a bear background. After being so badly injured, he recovered after lying in bed for a few days, and at this moment William saw this guy alive, not at all like a person who was going to die a few days ago, he was simply a monster.

That's it, William, after saying goodbye to his little girlfriend, went back to Hereford Castle with John. When he returned, William would be working hard to find a strict schedule to do just like he had been a few days before, spending a full day training in physical fitness, swordsmanship, horsemanship, and bows and arrows.

Of course, in addition to these martial arts things, William also needs to continue to work on literature. His father, Baron Otto, was his teacher of swordsmanship as well as his tactics teacher, although William did a lot of work on it. But he is the way of war in later generations. In an era when ground forces were inferior to the Air Force, the Air Force was inferior to missiles, missiles were inferior to electronic warfare, and electronic warfare was inferior to satellite weapons in outer space, tactics were naturally completely different from the present medieval era, which was still a medieval era of magic and vindictiveness. If you don't study hard, you can't do it.

To William's relief, his father, Baron Otto, was a very good tactical commander. With his excellent talent, coupled with the tempering of the Great Frontier War and the experience accumulated over the years, he can be said to be the best and best teacher. William even felt that the entire Grand Duchy of Mazovia might not have a more capable tactical teacher than his father.

Of course, because His Excellency the Baron himself also needs to hone his swordsmanship every day, continue to cultivate his fighting spirit, and deal with various affairs in the territory, he himself can spare very little time. This also caused William to attach great importance to efficiency in the process of getting along with the baron, which made Baron Otto, who originally wanted to subtly guide his children and reshape his twisted three levels with warmth and affection.

In addition to the knowledge of tactics, the vast majority of the rest of the knowledge can only be taught by William.

His original literature teacher, the Aspen priest, had basically learned all of it. Without a literature teacher for the time being, he can only enrich his knowledge by studying on his own.

The problem with William was that he could find so few books.

Even if it is self-study, it needs textbooks. Although the world of this era has invented papermaking, printing is still in the process of gestation. All books had to be transcribed by hand. William had to inquire about the salary of the scribe in the castle, and found that the bastard's monthly salary was worth the output value of the ordinary peasants in the upper territory who had worked hard for a year.

And even so, the bastard was complaining, complaining about this and that, and of course complaining that his salary was not high enough, and that he was very tired of doing the work - in fact, what this guy said was not completely wrong, Baron Otto was a very hardworking man. It's not like most of the old aristocrats entrust their household affairs to the butler, or the housekeeper. Most of the things in the territory were done by Baron Otto himself.

Although according to William's point of view, compared to Baron Otto's miraculous swordsmanship, his ability to deal with the affairs of the territory, that is, his ability to deal with internal affairs is basically a ****, but at least, there is another advantage in this, that is, in the accounts, the financial control of the territory.

This alone made the financial situation of the Barony of Hereford much stronger than that of other nobles of the same rank. At the same time, it caused great problems for the scribes and the staff of other castles - in terms of embezzlement and falsification.

Therefore, the salary of a scribe may be similar to that of a scribe in other realms. But in the shadows, the gray income is a lot less. At the same time, his workload is much larger. It's no wonder this guy is upset.

By the way, the things I said before about complaining are just the past. The scribes, including the rest of the castle's staff, including the tax collectors, horse breeders, chief servants, and bookkeepers, were now much more efficient in their work and work - thanks in large part to William's smiling hanging of one of their predecessors, the former tax collector. Then the order of the castle was slightly straightened out.

Do what you should do, and don't do what you shouldn't. In today's society, which lacks the rule of law and human rights, the power of the aristocracy to toss and subordinate servants is very great. Previously, the Barony of Hereford had a similar situation. Mainly because Hereford's father and son are both relatively young and can't control people. But now, with the 2.47 version of William, this problem can't be called a problem at all.

However, these things should actually be managed by the mistress of the castle. But the problem is that William doesn't have a mother, and he doesn't want to continue the string according to Baron Hereford's intentions - this breaks the hearts of countless aristocratic ladies who worship heroes and want to marry this handsome middle-aged man, and at the same time makes William breathe a sigh of relief.

After reading so many bullshit house fighting novels in later generations, William really didn't want this to happen.

Suddenly, one day came, and his father pulled a mean and cruel woman he didn't know and smiled at him and said, "William, from today onwards, he will be your new mother." Then a year later, my brother was born, and after another year, my stepmother prepared all sorts of conspiracies and tricks to kill herself.

Of course, William felt that with a talent like him, only he had the share of killing others, and it was basically impossible for others to kill him. But it's not nice to say. It is not good for William's reputation to spread it. In addition, these chickens and dogs are too much of a mess, and William wants to train the army to fight the world and calm the Quartet. I don't want to consume too much energy in this area.

Therefore, although William felt very unhappy about such a trivial matter, he still reluctantly managed it. At the same time, he is also sincerely grateful to God and the genetics of their Hereford family, so that his father, Baron Otto von Hereford, is a middle-aged literary man who likes to be sad and sad.

But the problem is that it is too literary and artistic to be sad. With no books to read, William began to attack his father's study. After obtaining the baron's permission, William excitedly walked inside, only to find that most of the books in the study were operas, operas, romance novels, and even fairy tales, except for a few of the more useful military books.

It is in this situation that William will sincerely lament: Why is my father a literary middle-aged man who likes to be sad and sad?