Chapter 222, Home Sweet Home

PS. Let's wish him a happy birthday.

This is all right? Ryan opened his mouth for a long time, unable to speak.

The Hippogryph was the coveted mount of countless lords, and like the griffins of the Empire, the Hippogryph was the ultimate request for a mount for the Britannian lords.

He is still riding a pure-blooded elf warhorse, so Angron is now riding a hippogryph?

His knight rides a hippogryph? The lord is still riding a war horse?

Ryan's face was indescribably uncomfortable, and he had to smile wryly: "Brother, your progress is a bit ahead of schedule."

"Really?" Angron scratched his head, he could feel Ryan's surprise, which satisfied him.

On the contrary, Morgiana looked at Angron with extremely wary eyes.

It was a feeling of danger, a feeling of absolute danger. This terrifying aura almost suffocated the Lake Goddess Witch. Even though she put down her weapon, Morgiana still had a deep vigilance on her face.

"I named my Hippogryph team Nuceria to commemorate my brothers and sisters who died." Angron patted Ryan on the shoulder lightly: "I'm finally back, thank you for your hard work. I won’t tell you much, see you at the old place tomorrow.”

Ryan nodded. The old place refers to Angron's secret stronghold in the Sharon Forest. With the help of the Imperial Army, his elder brother established a "safe house" in the Sharon Forest in the north of the Baron of Jean.

After saying hello to his younger brother, Angron said that I was going to hunt, and patted Ryan on the shoulder, and he galloped away on the hippogryph, indescribably chic.

Ryan and Morgiana continued to move forward. The Lake God Witch hesitated for a moment, but still asked Ryan: "I heard that your brother committed a crime and came here to join you, but judging from his strength... What is he doing?" What made the lord decide to punish him?"

Ryan smiled slightly. What Morgiana meant was that Angron's strength could make even the lake god and witch feel unfathomable. How could the lords be willing, or dare to punish a warrior who was at least the peak of the sanctuary?

"Mistakes have many meanings and levels, and some levels of mistakes will be punished even by elder brothers." Ryan shook his head, and he said meaningfully: "Gods will be punished even if they make mistakes, my lord. "

Seeing this, Morgiana stopped talking.

From far to near, the changes in Jin Town are staggering. The city walls of the town have completely turned into tall stone walls, and half of the low wooden houses in the town have become residential houses with at least two or three floors. Half of it is also under construction, dense crowds are clogging the streets, horse-drawn carriages come and go, the town has even been divided into a special commercial area, a row of new shops are opening, Ryan can see many serfs waiting at the corner, obviously It's waiting for work.

The appearance of Morgiana aroused cheers from the townspeople, and many serfs couldn't help but kneel down, chanting the names of the lake fairy and the lake god witch. There were louder praises.

There have been many wood elves and dwarves on the street, and everything shows that this baron has something to attract them.

After dispelling the crowd of onlookers, Ryan and Morgiana walked up the hillside, Katzenberg opened the door for the baron, and the bald butler bowed deeply: "Oh, my baron, you are finally back, and the last Your Highness, the most respectable Lake God and Witch, welcome to the Barony of Jean."

"This is not the first time I have come here." Mogiana turned over and got off the unicorn. She floated directly in the air and flew towards the prayer room on the third floor: "I will rest in it, and you will give me hot water and dinner." I'll bring it."

"Yes." Ryan nodded, and he handed over the reins to the sergeant: "Kazenberg, I need a big dinner."

"Understood, my baron, I will arrange it right away." The butler bowed deeply.

"Master, are you back?" The dark elf Orika appeared. She was dressed in a standard black and white maid outfit, and her waist-deep black hair was as shiny as satin.

"Yes, I'm back." Ryan hugged his dark elf maid, then kissed her lips lightly: "Where's Veronica?"

"Miss Veronica is going to supervise the construction of her wizard tower, and she won't be back until night." Olika leaned on Ryan very attached: "I will arrange for someone to boil the water."

"Well, remember to burn more, Her Highness Morgiana also wants a bucket." Ryan instructed.

"OK."

The servants quickly boiled a bucket of hot water, and Ryan put himself in it comfortably. As the backbone of the territory, the return of the baron made everyone in the baron's castle very happy. The influence is in all aspects, especially in the territory, there are always rumors that the lord is blessed by the gods, and the hunters and serfs who go hunting in the Sharon Forest can always get the protection and support of some tall golden armored giants. help.

Olika served Ryan to take a bath, and at the same time told him the changes in the territory since then.

The recent population of the Barony of Jean has swelled to more than 14,000 people.

"Where are there so many people?" Ryan asked casually while soaking in the hot water. In the master room on the third floor, the mist brought by the hot water was thick and filled the room.

"It's the fleeing serfs from the Principality of Belarion and the Principality of Carcassonne." The dark elf said softly: "The Principality of Belarion has been fighting Estalia, and many serfs couldn't survive, so they fled here. Because of the war, it is difficult for the nobles of the principality to determine whether the serfs died or surrendered and fled, so Mr. Katzenberg took the opportunity to take in many high-quality people."

"There are also serfs in the Principality of Carcassonne. The Duke of Hubald has already embarked on the road to the Holy Grail. Currently, a Marquis and the Prophet of the Lake God are jointly regents in the Principality, so some free people took the opportunity to come here to find jobs." Lika put the towel on Ryan's body, and the dark elf wore golden rings on the pointed ears, and the rings swayed gently with the master's movements.

"It will be troublesome in the future." Ryan sighed comfortably. He has absorbed so many people, and these neighbors must have opinions on him.

Development is the last word, and now we can't control so much now. The arrival of these high-quality population will do more good than harm.

"Where are the wood elves and dwarves?"

"My cousins ​​sent a team of woodland guards and a team of eternal guards to station on the land you drew for them." Olika's tone was a little contemptuous and awkward: "Generally speaking, they are satisfied with the status quo. The existence of these wood elves has attracted a large number of merchants to trade, at least your merchant friend, Oliver, has made a lot of money for this, and now he is said to have relied on your relationship and the wood elves trade tycoon to become a high-ranking member of Marienburg society."

"Don't forget our close relatives Asul, they are our Esrael's enemies! Don't forget our cousin Drucci, he is our Esrael's enemies!"

— Wood Elf Nursery Rhymes

"Very good." Ryan then asked: "What about the dwarves? I think the blacksmith workshop along the river seems to be very big."

"The rune craftsman Deron Feinson can produce more than two hundred complete sets of dwarven precision equipment and weapons every month. The business of these ironware is very hot. The reservations of wood elves and nearby lords alone are in short supply, so the dwarves decided to Call your own kind to help, and up to now, more than a dozen dwarves have left the mountain and settled here." The dark elf's small hand gently pressed Ryan's back: "It is difficult for a dwarf to trust others, but They are willing to trust the Holy Grail Knight, that is, the master. It is said that many dwarves in the mountains are fascinated by life outside, and the dwarf king of Karak-Breeze Castle did not stop them from leaving after hearing your name."

"Is there a community designated for them according to my instructions?" Ryan then asked.

"some."

"Very good." Seeing this, Ryan stopped asking. He washed for a while, and then stood up from the barrel. The scar on his chest was very conspicuous. The dark elves knew what kind of bitter battle their master had gone through. .

But unlike the female knight or Emilia and others, the dark elf not only didn't feel worried when she saw the scar, but her face was full of pride and pride. She helped Ryan wipe his body with a towel, and said cheerfully: "What a great master , in the dark and cold Naggaroth, if there is a dark elf who can defeat the Chaos Demon, you will definitely be received by the Witch King."

"Will he make me a dreadlord?" Ryan joked.

Olika's expression froze, and she looked away unnaturally: "I don't know about that."

Ryan didn't notice the abnormality of the dark elf. He changed into light clothes and hugged the dark elf in his arms. Olika hugged him with a rosy face: "Master~ what's the matter, let's talk about it tonight, Your Highness the Lake God Witch waiting for you."

"Okay! I'll send the things up now." Ryan sent hot water and towels to the prayer room on the third floor.

The prayer room was redecorated under the auspices of Orika. The holy image and shrine of the fairy in the lake remained unchanged. Wallpapers and paintings were pasted on the walls, and carpets were laid on the floor.

Morgana was sitting on the big bed in the room, with the lake goddess's witch's dress reaching the floor. When she saw Ryan coming in with a large bucket of water and towels, she complained, "Why are you here now?"

"Sorry, my lord, I have to wash myself before I dare to see you." Ryan put down the barrel and towel, and asked casually, "Would you like to have dinner with me and my subordinates tonight?"

"No, you can just bring your dinner here." Morgiana took off her soft boots, and the Lake God Witch let out a sigh of relief, thanking you softly: "Anyway, thank you for your hard work, Ryan, destroy Chaos The big devil is also, because my business is also."

"It is my honor, Your Highness." Ryan bowed in a gentlemanly manner, and then withdrew.

"Wait..." Morgana still wanted to say something to Ryan, but Ryan had already closed the door and went out.

After coming down from the third floor, Gasparton, the tax officer, immediately found Ryan: "My baron, you need to deal with something here."

The Ranger Knight Olivier also popped up from the side: "My baron, I also have an immature suggestion from my side."

"Let's talk in the office, Gasparton." Ryan motioned for everyone to walk and talk.

"The tax revenue in the first quarter of this year is more than 500 gold crowns, my baron." Gasparton said with joy, he chased after Ryan and said: "My opinion is to take part of it and give it to us Sergeants change to a better set."

"That's exactly what I want to say, my baron, a group of thieves have recently appeared in the Sharon Forest. My suggestion is to let me take people to exterminate them." Olivier also said behind Ryan.

Three people walked into the office, and Ryan sat in the baron's seat, signaling his tax collector and knight ranger to sit down: "Have the sergeants equipped with enough hand crossbows?"

"Yes, my baron, with the help of the dwarves, the sergeants have all been equipped with breastplates and dwarf hand crossbows made by dwarves." Olivier continued: "The range of this dwarf hand crossbow is longer than that of serf archers. Longer range, but shorter range than Bastogne longbowmen."

Ryan nodded: "Tell me about the robbers, Olivier."

The ranger knight took out a map, and his finger was in the area of ​​the Bastogne Duchy in the Chalon Forest above the Baron of Jean: "Recently, a group of thieves who called themselves the 'Bergerac Brotherhood' were in the Chalon Forest Led by a notorious fugitive serf, they intercepted passing travelers and merchants everywhere. Interestingly, this group of robbers never killed people or took away their goods. They were allowed to leave, and this group of bandits called themselves 'rogues' and often left the forest to help the serfs who could not survive, which caused the knights of Bastogne to encounter many difficulties when they tried to conquer them, and then nothing happened."

"Pfft! These robbers still know the principle of sustainable development?" Ryan laughed.

Both Gasparton and Olivier are weird, sustainable?

The baron didn't explain, and Olivier didn't dare to stop. The majesty of Ryan's body is getting more and more serious now. The knight-errant coughed and continued: "In short, I suggest that we send troops to exterminate this group of robbers, but this group of robbers is very strong. Especially The leader is dressed in green, and people call him Bertrand the Thief, and it is said that he can blind a Pegasus with a single arrow."

"Well, don't worry about this matter. It's spring plowing time, and it's not easy for us to recruit troops. Let's send scouts to find out information." Ryan made a decision for the time being: "Today, I hope to rest for a year and send troops. Think carefully."

"Yes..." Seeing that Ryan had no intention of sending troops, Olivier was a little disappointed. Military merit and glory are the ladders for promotion. Currently, Ryan's two kingdom knights are still vacant, and several ranger knights are secretly competing.

It's night time to deal with the backlog of internal affairs.

After enjoying a sumptuous dinner, Ryan knocked on the door of the prayer room on the third floor with the food tray: "His Royal Highness Morgiana? I have brought dinner."

"come in."

Updated, I was too hurt yesterday, so I'm a little late today, sorry.