Chapter 425 The Benevolent Lord of Tiramei

Night falls.

The beige banquet hall was brightly lit, and nobles in gorgeous clothes held wine glasses and gathered in twos and threes to talk.

Most of the topics are inseparable from the new decree recently issued by the Lord of Tiraime.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Those lowly serfs are obviously our own property and we can deal with them as we want, but now it's become a crime to expel them?!"

The angry words uttered by a veteran nobleman under the influence of alcohol resonated with many nobles present.

"The new Lord of Tiramei is kind, but we are the ones who have to raise those serfs after all."

"Oh...be careful what you say."

In such a gathering, the most they can do is vent their complaints, and they obviously don't dare to say anything bad about the adult.

"Our family was actually planning to leave the Tilaimei Plain some time ago." Sandy, who was sitting in the corner of the party, took a sip of wine and said.

"Is the Stowe family planning to develop elsewhere?" Jeff on the opposite side was startled and asked.

"Well, you know, basically 90% of our family's income comes from those farmlands, but now, they have been destroyed... We originally had to wait for two months at most before the autumn harvest, but now everything is destroyed, Last year’s efforts were in vain.”

Sandy's tone was a little lonely.

"Maybe in a year or two, those farmlands can be restored." Jeff paused and said.

"I think so. Our family was originally planning to leave, but now we are staying temporarily because of the new laws. We are ready to take it one step at a time, hoping to wait until the day when the farmland is restored..." Sandy picked up the glass.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to wait until the day when our farmland can be restored."

At this time, a voice suddenly intervened in the conversation between the two.

Sandy and the two looked around, and a middle-aged man with a beard approached them. His face was a little unfamiliar, and he was holding up a wine glass and said:

"York, York of the Tyron family, has been staying in Neustadt."

No wonder the faces are unfamiliar.

Sandy and the other two didn't doubt his presence, and greeted Yorke in a friendly manner.

York was not polite and sat next to the two of them naturally.

"What did Mr. York just say that it will be difficult for us to wait until the farmland is restored...what do you mean?" Jeff asked.

"You may not know something." York put down his wine glass and lowered his voice, "Those farmlands... I'm afraid they can't be saved."

“When the demon tide broke out a few days ago, the Supreme Council sent several teams of wizards to the Loen Kingdom with the purpose of solving the farmland pollution.

But now... none of those wizards are gone! "

York sighed, "This is not about going back to seek support, but giving up on solving the pollution in farmland."

The two Jeffs were shocked.

The Supreme Council did not publicize this matter. Even within the Kingdom of Loen, many nobles did not know about it, let alone nobles from other countries like them.

So as soon as York said this, Jeff and Jeff suddenly lost their composure and asked quickly:

"Are you sure what you said is true?"

York took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Why should I lie to you two? I only know this news because I have some connections in Neustadt City."

"Let's put it this way, the Supreme Council is actually already investigating new areas suitable for land reclamation. It will announce the matter when it finds a suitable place... Well, I have said too much. I wish you both a happy dinner. I will go elsewhere. Check out the place.”

Sandy and the two watched York walk away, looked at each other, and fell into silence.

"Are the Stowe family still planning to stay?" Jeff put down the wine glass in his hand and asked.

"I don't know." Sandy shook the wine glass in his hand, silently chewing on York's words just now, feeling a little irritated.

"Do you think York from the Tyran family is trustworthy?" Jeff glanced into the distance.

The middle-aged man with a beard had already interrupted another conversation while holding a glass of wine.

Of course, this kind of behavior is normal at parties. A party is just to find people to chat with.

"It's an unfamiliar face..." Sandy shook his head, paused and said, "But what he said should be true."

Jeff nodded noncommittally and asked again:

"If the Stowe family wants to leave, what will they do with the serfs? If they are abandoned, it is now a violation of the law."

Sandy frowned, feeling inexplicably irritated, and his voice couldn't help but grow louder: "It's all the fault of the Lord of Tiramei..."

"Be careful!" Jeff saw this and quickly stopped him.

Someone was already looking over.

A few hidden complaints are harmless, but if they are openly slandered... no one knows whether the new Lord of Tiramei will be as kind as he treats the serfs.

Sandy also realized that he had made a mistake, so he picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and finally said through gritted teeth:

"The new Lord of Tiramei is really a kind wizard."

This sentence was of course sarcastic, and Sandy only felt that the new Lord of Ti Laimei was unreasonable.

When are these weed-like things worth caring about anymore... If you have the ability to bear the cost of supporting your serfs!

"If I had known better, I should have advised the family to leave with the Thomas family a few days ago...at least to expel the serfs first." Sandy said in a dull voice.

Jeff didn't answer, so there was no way he could have known it earlier.

Those nobles who chose to expel the serfs before the decree was issued were basically the first nobles to choose to leave the Tiramei Plain.

After all, serfs were also wealth. If they had not decided to move away or had no hope of restoring the polluted farmland, the nobles would not easily abandon these properties.

The two drank like this for a while, and the number of nobles at the party gradually became sparse. The York from the Tyron family actually walked towards them again.

"It's late at night, aren't you two ready to go back?"

"Drink more wine." Jeff said. Sandy didn't answer. He just picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His cheeks were already slightly red.

"Are you worried about the law?" York sat down with a smile while holding the wine glass.

Sandy sneered, "I'm afraid nine out of ten people in this party are troubled by the new law enacted by the great Lord Ti Laimei!"

"Yes." York smiled, and then said casually:

"But what can we do? In the Tiramei Plain, isn't it the new Lord of Tiramei who has the final say?"

In the Ti Laimei Plain... Sandy seemed to catch some kind of spiritual light in a daze, and was slightly startled while holding the wine glass.

"It's getting late, so I'll leave first."

York curled his lips slightly, stood up and said, then strode out of the banquet hall.

Sandy's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Jeff. He hesitated for a moment before leaning over his head, and whispered his sudden idea to his best friend in front of him.

"You mean to take those serfs away from the Tiramei Plain and then expel them?" Jeff's eyes widened.

"Yeah." Sandy nodded, "The Lord of Tiramei can only control the Tiramei Plain. He can't control it if he leaves here!"

Jeff took a sip of red wine in silence and hesitated: "The Stowe family has decided to leave the Ti Laimei Plain?"

"I will go back and persuade the family... We had planned to leave, but we just chose to wait and see temporarily because of the decree."

"Now that we know that those farmlands are hopeless and that the Tiramei Plain has no future, if we stay, we will have to support the serfs for the Lord of Tiramei..."

Sandy shook his head, looked around to make sure there were not many people around, and said calmly: "I think the new Lord of Ti Laimei is not a person who can manage the territory. If he continues to stay, there may be more. Stupid laws have been introduced...it would be better to leave as soon as possible and look for development elsewhere.”

Jeff's eyes flickered and he sighed: "I will convey the message from York to the family. If we plan to leave then, maybe our two families can be companions on the road."

Although under the influence of the dirty words, there are far fewer Warcraft monsters in the wild.

But it still can't be called safe, especially in today's war period. What is more terrifying than Warcraft are wizards and bandits.

So even with the introduction of new laws, Jeff's family had no intention of leaving.

But now the information he got from York, the Tyron family, made Jeff uncontrollably shaken...

…

"Yes, the nobles are discussing the new decree...the information has been successfully passed on."

In a secret room where a hidden witch formation has been arranged, York is using the small communication ring tower in the center to deliver messages to the superiors of Neustadt City.

To be honest, he didn't know who he was serving, but at least he should be a powerful wizard with the same status as the Lord of Ti Laimei.

If it weren't for the fact that the content of the mission was very simple, they just needed to report what was happening in the Tilaimei Plain and deliver some news to the nobles of the plain.

And the reward was so generous that he didn't dare to get involved.

But at this point, his mission has been completed, and all that is left is for him and his family to leave the Tiramei Plain and settle elsewhere with the reward given by the mysterious man.

…

Neustadt City.

Nickler couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he heard the news reported by his men.

He is such an innocent young man. He may have some talent in cultivation, but when it comes to managing his territory, he is a complete mess!

To actually issue such a decree, doesn't he know that nobles who can produce wizards are the most worthy targets?

In order to protect the serfs, a law was enacted that harmed the interests of the nobility. It's really...

Nikler couldn't help but shook his head, and then asked: "The Ishtar School has sent people to spread the news to the Tiramei Plain that farmland pollution cannot be saved?"

"I don't know if they are from the Ishtar School, but our informants noticed that someone was deliberately spreading the news at multiple noble gatherings tonight. I'm afraid it won't take long for it to spread throughout the Tiramei Plain. .”

Nickler nodded slightly. Although he was paying attention to Colin, he was only paying attention and did not have time to take any action.

Unexpectedly, someone took action first, probably the one from the Ishtar School...

However, he probably has no hostility toward Colin. At most, he looks down on his bastard origin. I am afraid that what he is doing now is mainly for convenience.

In any case, the fact that the Supreme Council cannot solve farmland pollution will inevitably spread, it is just a matter of time.

Nickler leaned back, rubbed the brown armrest of the armchair, and continued to ask:

"Is there any good news from Councilor Jonson of the Istar School? Have they found a new place suitable for cultivating farmland?"

Jonson was the wizard he suspected.

As far as he knew, Jonson had been coveting the entire Ti Laimei Plain for a long time. He only waited for the Luen family to decline and a new member of his family appeared to take it into his possession.

But I didn't expect to encounter such a thing as farmland pollution...

In addition, the task issued by the Supreme Council to find new farmland suitable for reclamation was also accepted by it.

Due to the special nature of this task, there are many councilors and even school wizards who are doing this task at the same time.

But Jonson is undoubtedly the most powerful among them.

"We haven't found any news about new farmland. Senator Jonson and other wizards are probably still looking for it," his subordinate replied.

"Yeah." Nickler looked out the window, and saw gray birds fluttering past, making crisp chirps.

"I'm afraid it's impossible to find a place comparable to the Tiramei Plain." He turned around and sighed, and then ordered:

"Recently, pay attention to monitoring the price of food on the market, and you can stock up appropriately."

…

At noon the next day, the Stowe family gathered all the tribesmen and serfs, packed important supplies, formed a huge convoy, and started heading to the north of the Tielaimei Plain.

Sandy sat in the middle carriage, lifted the curtain and looked into the distance. After confirming that he still couldn't see Jeff, he sighed.

After saying goodbye today, it may not be so easy to see this friend again in the future.

"Clan leader, all supplies have been accounted for!"

A great knight rode a horse from the rear of the team and reported to the carriage in front of Sandy.

"Where are those serfs? Have you finished counting them?" Father's familiar voice came from the carriage.

"The inventory has been completed, and there is no missing item."

"Very good, take good care of those serfs, at least until we completely leave the Tiramei Plain, there must not be any less of them!"

"Now, let's go."

The huge convoy began to move forward. Due to the presence of serfs, it looked extremely bloated and moved at an extremely slow speed.

Sandy sat in the carriage for an hour. When he looked back, he could still see the familiar hilltop where the family was stationed.

For Colin, it takes less than half an hour to reach the farthest south from the farthest north to the farthest south. But for ordinary people, especially ordinary people on foot, it is a long journey that is counted in months. journey.

Sandy got off the carriage irritably.

Since there were not enough horse-drawn carriages, many serfs walked.

In order to wait for them, the current speed of the team can only be said to be comparable to a snail...

Kick, kick—

At this moment, Sandy suddenly heard the sound of rapid horse hooves.

Looking back, he saw a familiar figure riding a black horse towards him.

"Jeff?" Sandy was shocked, but also a little happy, "Why are you here? Are your family going to go with us?"

Jeff shook his head, turned over and dismounted and said, "Fortunately, you didn't go far. The Lord of Ti Laimei has issued a new law. You cannot bring serfs close to the border, otherwise you will be imprisoned on the grounds of potential threat of riot."

"Can't you bring serfs close to the border?" Sandy was stunned, and then gritted his teeth: "The Lord of Ti Laimei..."

"There is also good news. We can leave these serfs alone. We just need to pay a new tax."

You can ignore these serfs... The anger in Sandy's heart froze, and he looked confused.

"Are you telling the truth, Jeff?"

The leader of the Stowe clan on the side also got out of the carriage and asked doubtfully.

Jeff nodded, "It's true. You only need to pay a certain tax to legally expel serfs."

Sandy and his son looked at each other in surprise, especially after Jeff explained the specific content of the new tax order in detail, they were even more stunned.

How could the new Lord of Tiramei issue such a decree? Did he want to support all the serfs on his own?

"What a merciful Lord of Tiramei..."

Chief Stowe sighed inexplicably, and Sandy also had mixed feelings in her heart.

When interests are harmed, no matter how just and merciful the Lord of Tirami is, he will only feel despicable and stupid.

But now the Lord of Ti Laimei has given them a new choice. That tax is completely affordable for the family.

He could suddenly feel the kindness of the Lord of Tiramei again.

The huge convoy slowly turned around and headed towards the original family station.