Night falls.

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

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

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Those lowly serfs are obviously our own property and we can do with them how 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 aroused the resonance of many nobles present.

"The new Lord of Tireme is kind, but in the end it is us who have to raise those serfs."

"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 preparing 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 also 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.

"Perhaps in one or two years, 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 moment, 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 a bit unfamiliar.

Sandy and the other two did not doubt his presence and greeted Yorke in a friendly manner.

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

"What Lord York just said, it will be difficult for us to wait until the farmland is restored...what does that 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 Kingdom of Loen with the purpose of solving the pollution of farmland.

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 became uneasy and asked quickly:

"Are you sure what you said is true?"

York took a sip of his 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, in fact, the Supreme Council has already begun to examine 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 wine glass.

Of course, such behavior is normal at a party. At a party, you are just looking for people to chat with.

"It's an unfamiliar face..." Sandy shook his head, paused and then 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 couldn't help but speak louder: "It's all the fault of the Lord of Tilaimei..."

"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 Tireme 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 Tilaimei is really a kind wizard."

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

When did a group of weed-like things become worth caring about... If you have the ability to bear the cost of supporting your serfs!

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

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

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

After all, serfs were also wealth. If they had not decided to move away or had given up hope of restoring the polluted farmland, the nobles would not have easily abandoned these properties.

The two drank like this for a while, and the number of nobles at the party gradually became less and less. 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 of Tilaime!"

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

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

In the Tilaimei Plain... Shandimimi Lake seemed to catch some kind of spiritual light, and he was slightly startled while holding the wine glass.

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

York raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stood up and said, then strode out of the banquet hall.

Sandy's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Jeff. After hesitating for a moment, he turned his head and whispered his sudden idea to his best friend in front of him.

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

"Yeah." Sandy nodded, "The Lord of Tilaimei can only control the Tilaimei Plain. He can't control it after leaving here!"

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

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

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

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.

What a stupid law...it would be better to leave as soon as possible and find another place to develop."

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 friends on the road."

Although under the influence of the dirty words, there are already many 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 if a new law was introduced, 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 Neuinstadt City.

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

If it weren't for the fact that the content of the mission was very simple, it only required reporting what was happening in the Tilaimei Plain and delivering 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 remains is for him and his family to leave the Tireme Plains and settle elsewhere with the reward given by the mysterious man.

…

Neustadt City.

When Nickler listened to the news reported by his men, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
To be continued...