Chapter 813, Governing the World and the People as the Sky

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It was still very cold in Beileon in February, but it was not so cold. The snow was gradually melting, and the principality on the west coast of Britannia had begun to wake up from winter.

Last year, the Principality of Belaon was hit by a disaster. A moderate plague swept the entire region, followed by tsunamis and earthquakes, as well as those terrible skeleton pirates and bandits from the southern kingdom. The Principality is facing a huge crisis However, the main force went to participate in the Great Expedition of Bafeng Mountain, and it was very difficult for the remaining troops to deal with these powerful enemies.

At this critical moment, Theodoric, the Duke of Berleon, announced his return. He held the sacred battle ax of Balduin, one of the first Duke of Berleon and one of the twelve first-generation Holy Grail Knights, with both hands. The horse appeared on the battlefield. Theodoric's appearance at this critical moment greatly boosted the morale of all the nobles and serfs in the Principality. The army regrouped and fought against the coalition forces composed of skeleton pirates and bandits. In the first battle, Theodoric took the lead bravely, and the artifact battle ax in his hand radiated endless light of purity, resisting all kinds of evil spells of the undead pirates.

After the bloody battle for five hours, the Duke cut the commander of the undead pirates into two with an axe. With the failure of the undead magic, the entire undead army was wiped out, and the remaining bandits and robbers were also defeated. Embracing a big win, shouting victory.

With this victory, Duke Theodoric finally announced his return. He swore to the fairy of the lake that he would not commit the same old problems again, and hoped that the goddess would forgive his sins.

No one knows whether the fairy of the lake forgave him, but after seeing his performance, Morgiana, the witch of the lake, decided to give him another chance, and Duke Theodoric was able to return to the court of Belion. The Duke's attitude turned 180 degrees. Not only did he fully support Ryan's reform and New Deal, he even vigorously promoted serfs. However, the fief retained the title of nobility, and then promoted dozens of knights from the serfs in one go.

However, after the war and looting, the situation of the principality became more and more difficult. Theodoric was too anxious, which made the situation of the principality unstable, chaos, lack of food, and heavy losses of winter wheat planted. Many areas appeared without noble management. The situation, famine everywhere.

Fortunately, at this time, Knight King Ryan came back and brought back the main army of the Principality of Berleon.

In late February, Old World, Britannia, Duchy of Berleon, Barony of Siborne, Town of Siborne.

The cold wind was howling, and the air smelled of dampness and soil. Many homeless refugees flooded into the entire town.

Their villages and fields were destroyed, and the winter wheat crops were all gone, and the duke ordered them to go to various towns to gather and wait for relief.

Sibern Town is a town on the southern border of the Principality of Belarion, near the Belarion River. This town has a population of more than 4,000, and more than 1,000 refugees flooded in at once. The situation is a bit chaotic, but the army and The local nobles responded quickly, and they resettled the refugees in towns. The local nobles joined forces with the Church of the Fairy in the Lake and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy to start relief efforts.

On the main street in the town, a holy grail knight wearing a full set of aristocratic dress and a golden cup cloak on a white background appeared near the relief point, followed by a blond lady with blue eyes and a black A silver-eyed witch, a dozen old guards wearing tall bearskin hats, luxurious dwarven rune vibrating gold half-body armor and white military uniforms followed them.

There are several large iron pots set up at the relief point, and firewood is used to cook things. There are more than 30 infantrymen and two knights maintaining order. In addition, the nuns and priests of the Church of the Fairy in the Lake and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy They were also there, seeing this group of people appearing, the leading knight immediately trembled with excitement, he quickly saluted: "My...my lord! Good afternoon! May the lady bless us! I am Darth of the Barony of Siborne Sir Thierry de Vigeri!"

"Hush, keep a low profile, our Majesty doesn't want people to find out that he's here." Suria, who was standing behind Ryan, smiled and stretched out a light-white jade finger on her lips.

"Well, what are you cooking?" Ryan, the leader, smiled. The old guard behind him was dressed too conspicuously, betraying the identity of the king. The King of Knights took a look inside the iron pot, a large group of semi-liquid things Bubbling and bubbling, the color is light brown.

"It's cooking porridge, Your Majesty!" Sir Vijay said nervously, "Be careful, Your Majesty, don't get burned, the porridge will take a while to be ready."

"Porridge? Porridge?" Ryan smiled when he heard the advice. He immediately reached out to the nun, the goddess of mercy, who was cooking the porridge. The nun quickly handed the big iron spoon in her hand to the king. She almost wanted to kneel down, but Suria Signaling no need: "Don't kneel, don't kneel, everyone, doing your own thing is the greatest respect for us."

"Yes!" Sir Vijay immediately saluted excitedly.

"Very good, let me see what these porridges are made of." Ryan stuffed the big iron spoon into the big iron pot and stirred vigorously. The edge of the iron spoon and the bottom of the iron pot made a sharp sound, and the king scooped up the porridge. I took a spoonful and looked at it carefully.

The semi-liquid in the spoon is composed of chopped vegetables, soybeans, peas, and some incompletely ground rye, buckwheat grains, and flour bran. Ryan put the spoon down, stretched it in and stirred it, and picked it up again. This time He saw nut pellets and bits of pig offal.

The king put down the big iron spoon and asked Sir Vijay, "Is that all?"

"That's all. The same thing is boiled in these big pots." Sir Vijay nodded, and he said respectfully: "A refugee, a bowl of porridge, and half a piece of black bread, this is relief food."

Ryan was noncommittal. He gave Bertrand, the old guard commander who was standing behind him, a look. Bertrand immediately gave orders: "Go and check every iron pot and the relief food inside!"

"Yes!" The old guards immediately began to check the contents of several large iron pots, as well as the black bread bags with an unpleasant smell, as well as rye and buckwheat piled up behind them. The old guards carefully He rummaged around, opened every bag and checked, and then came back to report: "Your Majesty, there are several cauldrons filled with the same thing, and the room is also piled up with rye, buckwheat, and black bread. Sour! So sour!"

"Yeah!" Ryan nodded with satisfaction. This surprise inspection was without warning or warning, but the king got satisfactory results. Today he made surprise inspections of three towns and was quite satisfied: "Good job, Vijay Sir, I am very happy, I have traveled to three places today, all of which have ensured that no refugees will starve to death...Why did you add a little pig offal?"

A bowl of gruel like this and half a piece of black bread is enough to keep a grown man half full, enough.

"The baron said that he intends to repair the city walls of the town. Just as these refugees can be used as labor, he asked us to add some pig offal." Sir Vijay saluted again: "Those things have always been eaten by serfs. It’s very cheap online, you can buy a big bag with a few copper coins, we bought a lot and piled them up in the back.”

"Very good." Ryan nodded again, and the king said casually: "Anyway, idleness is idleness, right? Let them know that the relief food is hard-won, and it's okay, stay a little longer, and when the spring plowing begins, I will let the Aldoric sent troops to return the refugees to their homes, rebuild the villages, and put them back in the fields."

"Yes!" The knights and nobles obeyed, Ryan smiled, looked at the distance and pointed towards him, waiting for the people queuing up to receive the porridge, the king's eyes were a little erratic: "God governs the world and the people."

"Govern the world, the people are God!"

After finishing speaking, the King of Knights did not stop doing anything. He smiled at Suria and Teresa standing behind him: "Suria, Teresa, would you like to experience the food of refugees?"

"I'll eat whatever you eat, I'm your wife, dear." Surya said with a smile.

"...if you must." Teresa smelled the unpleasant smell of black bread, and the sorceress felt a strong physical and psychological discomfort. It can be seen that Suria has said so, and she refuses to admit defeat The sorceress said awkwardly.

"Hahahaha!" Ryan laughed loudly, and the King of Knights stretched out three fingers: "Come on! Give me, my queen and my female courtier three bowls of relief porridge and a piece of black bread!"

"Your Majesty, as a king, how can you eat this kind of food?!" The knight couldn't believe what he heard, but seeing the king's firm attitude, he had no choice but to agree.

Soon, the porridge was ready, Ryan picked it up and ate it, and Surya ate it slowly with a spoon.

Only Teresa held the small wooden bowl, and the sorceress looked at the semi-liquid food in the bowl with a troubled expression. She pretended to be afraid of being hot, and after blowing for a long time, she still couldn't eat it.

Looking up, Ryan was looking at himself with a half-smile.

Teresa's face flushed immediately, Ryan's gaze made her feel very strange and ashamed, as if two people were getting along in private, the sorceress gritted her teeth and put the spoon into her mouth.

The strange taste and grainy taste in the paste made the sorceress feel nausea rushing into her nostrils. She couldn't help it, so she spit out the refugee porridge in one gulp, and Teresa threw the bowl on the table angrily. One release: "Where is this something that people eat? Ryan, this taste is too... too weird?"

Ryan and Suria looked at each other and smiled.

"50,000 people in Belaron live on this kind of porridge, dear Ms. Teresa." Ryan had already finished the porridge at this time, and the King of Knights put down the bowl: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to drink it, Teresa , you are willing to taste the taste is very good."

The female sorceress was ashamed. She was about to say something, but Ryan put his arms around her waist, motioned to go back to the carriage and said, and patted Teresa's hand, indicating that it was really okay.

As a sorcerer and spellcaster, she is really born superior. If she is not used to eating this kind of food, Ryan really has no problem. If a female sorceress at the peak of legend must eat the same as refugees, then there is a real problem in this society.

Suria put down the bowl and spoon after taking a few bites, and the female knight shook her head slightly at Ryan, signaling that she couldn't eat anymore.

So today's surprise inspections were all over, and Ryan immediately ordered to return to Jin City. He, Suria, and Teresa cleaned up and sat in a luxury carriage. Today is Teresa's last day here, tomorrow She had to return to the Ice Wizard's Tower, and the Grass Festival was getting closer and closer. She would spend two or three days with Aurora to prepare, and then teleported to Skydome.

The three sat down in the luxury carriage, and the carriage began to move.

Teresa still looks a bit reserved. Today, the sorceress is wearing a set of Muxue pink rippling early cherry bag hip skirt, with a pink plush coat on the outside, matching her long legs with flesh-colored ultra-thin pantyhose and milky white high-heeled shoes It was placed next to Ryan. The sorceress has never liked to dress so brightly. Bright colors and pink are not her colors, but Suria persuaded her to try it once, and Teresa did not refuse.

The effect is not bad. Today, she still feels back pain at noon, and her legs are weak. Sitting on the soft sofa chair, the female sorceress secretly scolded Ryan, this guy is getting worse and worse, and she doesn't know how to pamper herself, but The sorceress knew that she felt comfortable physically and mentally, and thought that it would be even better if she could be lucky enough to conceive a child.

Su Liya was wearing a set of cute and warm apricot yellow breeze flower-carved lace dress. Like Teresa, she was wearing flesh-colored ultra-thin pantyhose, paired with a pair of red-soled black pearl-studded high-heeled shoes, elegant and luxurious, and the queen's air filled the entire carriage Inside, she and Teresa sat next to Ryan, one on the left and the other on the right, but from the perspective of momentum, Suria had an obvious advantage.

Ryan has already talked about the topic: "The news from Beria has arrived. Kislev's recent situation is very bad. He is starving and dying everywhere. The palace can't pay the military salary. Relying on Katarin's tricks and methods, as well as bloody killings Suppressing the mutiny of the army... Beria can now be sure that Master Serge must be in the Cheka prison, but there is no way to save him yet."

Ryan showed Suria and Teresa the news that Beria sent urgently through the magic props. Both women felt the crisis of the matter. Suria was still thinking, but Teresa was moved by the name. interest.

"Shergo?" Teresa asked curiously, "Who is he? It sounds like you care about him."

"Master Sheogh is one of the designers and manufacturers of the Hellstorm bazooka. In Kislev, Sheogh means 'hell', so the Hellstorm bazooka is named after him." Ryan With a serious expression, the King of Knights has already focused his attention on this matter: "We must try to get this great engineer!"

"Since he is a great engineer, why was he imprisoned?" Teresa asked strangely: "Why is this kind of talent not reused, but still imprisoned?"

"Hey..." Ryan shook his head again and again, and he said to Teresa: "Because Kislev is now a country controlled by wizards, and the kingdom's court is actually controlled by the Ice Witch headed by Katarin, and Ice witches... don't like engineering technology, and don't like gunpowder weapons. Compared with these, they are more willing to believe in their own magic. There are too few people who can be wizards, chemistry masters and engineering masters like Gelt. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yeah." Teresa nodded, indeed she herself was more willing to believe in her magic.

"Because of this, Katarin and the Ice Witches monopolize and occupy most of the country's resources to meet their cultivation needs. Naturally, there are fewer resources for Sheogh, and Sheogh is a powerful A person with a high level of talent generally has one characteristic." Ryan continued: "That is..."

"That's a big temper!" Surya said with a smile: "We have already understood it from the dwarves."

"That's right, I have a big temper. Since the death of the former Tsar Boris Bokaha, the resources available to Master Serge have become less and less. This made the engineer very dissatisfied. He has published a lot against the female tsar and remarks satirizing the privileges of the Ice Witch, and the whole city of Kislev is full of Cheka secret police, the news spread easily. Originally, Katarin could bear it, but not long after, the unbearable Ice Witch Collectively request the female tsarina Pacheka to arrest Serge, if the general and Boyer hadn't interceded, Serge would have been killed long ago."

"Why?" Theresa murmured to herself, "I have met Her Majesty Katarin many times, and in my impression she is not such a person."

"That's because you are an ice witch, and she is also an ice witch!" Ryan laughed a few times: "Aurora is also an ice witch! You are all ice witches, and naturally you are all equal, but Sheogh is not, Keesler The aristocrats of husbands are not, and the common people are not! This is how wizards rule the country. They will subconsciously regard a country as a warehouse for providing research materials and a cash machine for providing research funds. Financial income is the first thought for wizards. It's not about how to allocate and how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, but how much you can get."

"..." Teresa pursed her mouth and remained silent. The sorceress wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case. Her mother Aurora was used to spending money lavishly. The SI7 funds allocated by Ryan She came up and moved half of it directly to use it for the latest research on great spells and to buy various luxury goods. Now her annual expenses are no less than a thousand kroner, but her income is very little, not at all like Veronica's Dawn Wizard Towers have achieved break-even.

"But in any case, Kislev must not fall, otherwise the empire will face the attack of the northern barbarians." Ryan clicked: "At the same time, our preparations must also be accelerated, Suria, regarding my previous arrangement ..."

"The Musillon Invalids Academy has started construction. This welfare home for the disabled soldiers in the army and the museum to display the glory of military exploits will be completed by the end of the year. The Royal Infantry Academy Musillon Military Academy has also begun to lay foundations. At the same time, the Royal Veterans The guard manor will be doubled in size, and all the old guards who participated in the Battle of Bafeng Mountain will enjoy additional special allowances and the right to send their children to the military academy." Su Liya said with a smile: " As you said, Lane, how can the soldiers fight hard if they are not paid enough, and can't let the soldiers shed blood and tears. They risked their lives to defend their homes and countries. We should let them know that the king and queen will never Forget their sacrifice and contribution, we have an obligation to do well."

"Well, very good, but there is one more thing." Ryan nodded. Now, the soldiers in the kingdom worship and support King Ryan more than Lord Knight, which is recognized in Britannia.

"What?"

"that is……"