"Your Excellency Sherman is like this, I don't want to die when I hear that there is good wine," Alexei Zhuochen explained helplessly, "can you take me on the tour?" ”

"Of course, let's go to the north of the city!" Rand rode with the middle priest to the north gate of the city.

The two suns are about to end, and the smoke rises from the tent area outside the north gate, reflecting different levels of light in the setting sun. After almost a month of resettlement, although the first few barbarian tribes have been divided into 8 branches, there are now more people in the north of the city.

"Do you think your current territory is more like a barbarian tribe or more like a human territory?" Alexei followed Rand to the castle outside the north gate, looked at the layers of tents, and asked casually.

"Mr. Priest, when I first conquered the barbarian camp, I found that the barbarians of the plains were richer than I was, and they wore iron armor, rode the best horses, and used magic plates that we could not afford to use, and some of the chieftains' tents were more comfortable than our so-called castle." Rand looked at his territory and replied,

"But when I took the southeast of the Galloping Horse Plain and began to accept the barbarian tribes continuously, I learned that the use of ' Barbarians' is a simple concept to describe, for the nobles of the empire is no problem, for me is not okay, because different tribes can be said to live in completely different ways, for example, the barbarians in the southeast form a breeding alliance of black-scaled horses, the southwest will be divided according to the supply chain of iron ore, the barbarians in the east are in frequent contact with the half-orcs of the frostwolf forest, the north is mostly fishing and hunting, and the barbarians in the westernmost part of the plain are almost mixed with orcs.

More importantly, I used to think that the barbarians lived by robbery and grazing, but later I learned that the barbarians actually relied on selling minerals and equipment to obtain the Empire's low-cost grain as food, and from any point of view, they and the Empire were in a relationship of industrial cooperation. ”

"What do you say...... "It's very novel" Although the priest knew this, the people who came from the imperial capital recognized that the barbarians were the industrial partners of the empire, but they couldn't stand it, "but they are still barbarians"

"Of course, I'm a barbarian, by some means," Rand said, and they both laughed.

"Regardless of the difference in their belief in gods or specialties, they are all called barbarians, which is determined by the magical environment on the Galloping Horse Plains. I can't change the environment, I have to adapt to this kind of life. Rand pointed to the sky, "But in this city, because of the leylines, the way of the human race can be used to exert the most value, and I will use the way of nobility to manage." For me, both barbarians and humans are reasonable choices to adapt to the environment, and my heart has no value inclination towards both. ”

"But you have brought them the faith of Your Majesty, shouldn't you let them become Terrans?"

"I'm afraid that I have to improve the magic turbulence on the plains first, I don't think it's that the barbarians are willing to live here, but that this place is only suitable for barbarians."

At sunset, the two went to the edge of the farmland in the south of the city and looked at the vegetable fields and barns.

"Lord Viscount, may I remind you that the nobles of the empire far from the grain-producing areas can apply for grain subsidies, as well as transportation subsidies. I want to have a lot of gold left over for your food."

"It's wonderful," the two chatted about food production and vegetables, as they returned to the palace of Padmila, where they saw two dwarves who had drunk too much.

"Haha, young man, your wine is really exciting!" Sherman wasn't very drunk, but his face was already red. "It's been a long time since I've had this good drink! Your mages here are also powerful enough, they actually know how to use the time circle to speed up the brewing of wine, how can an ordinary viscount have such a skill? ”

The so-called acceleration circle, which was taught to Sophia and Wendy by several intermediate mages such as Biloska, uses magic to speed up the flow of time and space in the enclosed space, which is essentially a variant of the magic circle on the magic box. With this magic, Rand was able to obtain enough food to make potions.

Rand looked at the whole vat of 52-degree grain wine that the legend in front of him drank, and felt a little distressed, "Chief, I use these wines to raise those intermediate plants, and if you drink it like this, I will have to make it for a few more months before I can make it." ”

"Hahaha" The red palm slapped the table Bang Bang Bang, and Sherman's mouth was already a little unclear, "Food, tools, gold coins or that kind of accelerated circle wine barrel, tell me if you lack anything, I will send it to you tomorrow, you can have as much wine as you want!" ”

"Your Excellency, are you still here?" Alexei looked at the drunken legendary dwarf and couldn't help but remind.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot about business," the dwarf patted his head, "Go and call your men, there's a document to read!" ”

About half an hour later, including Tenya and the knights and magicians above the junior level in the camp, arrived, and in the eyes of everyone, Sherman showed a trace of legendary majesty, and on the arms exposed by short sleeves, the original blue and brown tattoos cracked into a golden light, and the original dark blue eyes also glowed with golden light.

Legend pulled out a scroll, and as the scroll unfolded in the air, a voice appeared in the standard lingua franca of the Human Empire: "According to the decision of the Supreme Council of the Holy Empire on May 19, 997 A.D., the Liberation of the Night Qi, the lord of the Northwest Lordlord of the Dragon Empire, Rant Galloping Horse, is hereby appointed as the lord of the Southern Galloping Horse Plain, and the territory will be reported to the Holy Imperial Supreme Council according to the actual size of occupation by the end of 997." The decision is effective immediately.

Hail to the Great Human Empire, the Supreme God-Emperor, and the Holy Supreme Council!

The aristocratic Quanxu Division of the Human Empire

May 19, 997 in the Imperial Emperor calendar. ”

The document that completed the reading ceremony on his own was re-rolled and fell into the hands of the legendary dwarf, and Sherman pushed the appointment letter to Rand, "Good boy, this document is to recognize your ruling position in the Night Qi, as for the specific title in the future, it depends on the size of your territory at the end of the year!" ”

"Lord Viscount," Alexei also explained at this time: "According to the administrative order of the Empire, the ruling symbol of the territory is to establish an effective and running city, but Night Qi City is a city with a complete magic circle, so it cannot be based on the operation of the magic circle alone, so you have to visit the entire city, and now your management of Night Qi City is recognized by the entire empire, if the barbarians, orcs or other human races dare to attack here, the empire will directly intervene!" ”

"Praise your majesty, praise the Holy Supreme Council! Praise the galloping horses! The ascetic Wright Duoreiner was the first to exclaim, leading all the knights and mages of the rand to praise in unison.

In order to celebrate the recognition of his rule over Night Qi City by the Empire, Rand held a special celebratory dinner and invited legendary dwarves and middle-level priests to dine together.

"Viscount Rand, your food is a little greasy" Sherman held a stewed steel-maned pork knuckle in his left hand, half a roasted lamb chop in his right hand, and a large vat of the highest number of white wine in his hand, and just swallowed the roast goose meat in his mouth. "I heard Ben Kaul's child say, what you offer to Your Majesty is also such greasy food, how can a person like Your Majesty pay attention to diet eat such greasy things, you should send it directly to me next time!"

Before Rand could respond, a stick bone leaked from Alexei's hand beside the dwarf, "Lord Sherman, who are you listening to?" Alexei asked the dwarf.

"Who else is not the apprentices of His Majesty's legends, they said, your food is greasy, they haven't eaten a bite"

"Huh? Originally, I wanted to make tamales and soft-fried prawns for the next tribute, otherwise I would have changed it to Warcraft meat for the Great Forest" Rand didn't think much about the evaluation of his meal in the Tower of Purity, but subconsciously modified it according to the legend's dictation.

"Oh, can Your Majesty send you this mouthful of food? You better send it to me! The dwarf munched on the pig's knuckle, completely oblivious to Alexei's hateful eyes.

(End of chapter)