Early the next morning, Nalant enjoyed a hearty breakfast of white bread and bacon in the castle restaurant.
Although the taste of bacon without a dedicated chef is not good, and the white bread will be a bit pungent, it is undeniable that being able to eat these every day is the greatest luck in the world.
"Sir, the convoy is ready and ready to go at any time!" As breakfast came to an end, Butler Thomas came to the restaurant to report.
"Then let's go!"
The biggest crisis has been temporarily resolved, and the next step is to find ways to develop your own territory.
The first step is to patrol the territory to get to know the Storm Territory.
Although Stormland is a 'land of doom', it is also a real barony, equivalent to the size of a town in the previous life.
"I've seen you, sir!" In the vestibule, Vivian and Quirk, each with five of their men, had been waiting for a long time.
Nodding to everyone, Nalant immediately got on his horse.
What we are riding today is not the mixed-haired horse ‘Little Flower’, but the real war horse left by Anthony.
The war horse has white hair all over its body and can stand up to two meters tall. It will become the lord's exclusive mount in the future.
As for Anthony, his body has been taken away for cremation, and the unified report to the outside world is that he was killed by a dark creature. Nalant will send someone back to Tulip Castle after a while.
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The villagers of Maiye Village got up relatively late today because last night was the night of the meteor shower, and they also saw a large meteor shower falling on their territory.
So last night, the serfs took their families and ran to the distant woods to take shelter. But to their surprise, the dark creatures they imagined did not appear.
It was not until midnight that the puzzled serfs returned home one after another.
After eating a few bites of black bread soaked in hot water that could kill someone, the serfs began to go out to work in the fields.
But just when they walked out of the door, they saw a huge team coming from the entrance of the village.
Walking at the front was a tall horse, on which sat a young man wearing a silk dress, while behind was a carriage and more than a dozen guards.
Noble sir!
Seeing this, the serfs immediately retreated into the house without saying a word, while those who were already walking on the road quickly got into the alley.
"This is the largest village in my territory?" This group of people was naturally Nalant and his guard team. They came to the entrance of Maiye Village and looked at the poor appearance of the village. Nalant had some doubts about life.
Dirty, muddy, smelly streets and crumbling thatched houses full of holes were probably not common even in Africa in the previous life.
The only thing worthy of praise is that the main road of this village is very wide. However, although the street is wide, the ground is full of excrement. Who can smell the pungent stench?
"Sanitary conditions must be improved!" Narant couldn't stand the worst bad habit in the world and silently wrote it down in his heart.
Afterwards, the team continued to move forward, and Nalant finally looked at the figures of the serfs.
However, when he saw the serfs running away like frightened prairie dogs, he felt a little speechless.
It's just normal for serfs to be afraid of nobles, because they are used to being oppressed by nobles, and fear has become a natural reaction.
"Lord Nalant is inspecting his territory, why don't you come out and salute him quickly!"
Seeing this situation, Quick couldn't help but shouted sharply at the serfs.
Following Quirk's voice, the serfs finally walked out of their homes timidly, kneeling on the ground one after another and offering greetings: "I've met... I've met your lord!"
The attire of these serfs is similar, they are all tattered linen gowns, most of them are barefoot, only a few young serfs have tattered straw sandals on their feet.
"Get up!" Nalant put on a smile and tried to make himself appear more approachable.
The serfs stood up with their heads lowered after receiving permission. At this time, Quick pointed at the carriage in the team and spoke again.
"Have you seen the two skeletons on the carriage? These are the two powerful dark creatures that attacked the Storm Territory last night! They are the Headless Horseman and the Hell Hound! In order to protect you, Lord Nalant personally killed them last night.
They beheaded them!"
"God's grace has enveloped you. The Storm Lord will no longer be a place of doom, but will become a prosperous and stable paradise under the leadership of the great Lord Nalant!"
"Rejoice, citizens of the Storm Territory! From now on, someone will protect you!"
This line was specially customized by Thomas for Nalant to inspect the territory. This is a routine operation for noble lords to achieve the purpose of ruling and appeasing the people of their territories by showing their great achievements.
After hearing the shouting, the serfs couldn't help but raise their heads slightly.
"Ah, they are really the bones of dark creatures. No wonder we didn't encounter dark creatures last night!"
"This lord is too powerful. Baron Dok seemed to have been killed by the vicious dog of hell back then!"
"Yes, this Lord is so powerful!"
As the remains on the carriage came into view, the serfs finally figured out why they saw a large meteor shower falling last night, but no dark creatures attacked.
For a moment, the serfs forgot about their fear and began to whisper!
Every time dark creatures invade, the ones who suffer the most are actually not the lords, but their subjects.
The Storm Territory used to have a population of tens of thousands, but with the invasion of dark creatures one after another, the population is now reduced to ten. No wonder they are so excited.
Hearing words of praise for his master from time to time, Quick was very satisfied, so he continued.
"These two skeletons are not all. In addition to the death knights and hell dogs, under the leadership of the Lord, the guards also eliminated twenty-six skeleton soldiers. The bones of the skeleton soldiers are now piled outside the castle. You can always
Go and pay your respects!"
"Lord, you are mighty!"
"Thank you Lord Lord!"
After hearing these last words, the serfs fell to their knees one after another.
"This routine operation is really easy to use!" Seeing the attitude change of the serfs, Narant couldn't help but praise this routine operation.
"Okay, my subjects, now I allow you to leave. You can go to farm and work, or you can go to see the bones of the skeleton soldiers outside the castle!" Satisfied Nalant waved his hand and signaled to the serfs.
Disband.
"Thank you, Lord!" Afterwards, the serfs dispersed, some returned to the house, and others headed towards the castle.
The serfs dispersed, and Narante and his party continued to move forward.
"Vivian, do you know how many people live in Maiye Village?" If you want to develop, population is also an essential factor.
Although Maiye Village is dilapidated, Nalant is pleased to see that it is not small in scale.
"I'm sorry, sir, I don't know how many people there are in Maiye Village, but there should be a thousand people. I heard that Maiye Village was still a small town a long time ago." Vivian replied respectfully.
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"Well, was it still a small town before? Then go and call the mayor of Maiye Village!" Nalant nodded.
Originally, when the Lord inspected the territory for the first time, all the villagers had to gather in advance to greet the waiting people. Thomas also proposed last night.
However, Narant rejected this proposal. Such a pomp was of no use. It was in his best interest to let the serfs work hard at farming.
Soon, a guard was sent to find the village chief, and Nalant came to the center of Maiye Village, where there was a large square.
Seeing this square, Nalant was sure that Maiye Village was indeed a small town before, because the five- to six-meter-wide street plus the square were standard features of a small town.
Five or six minutes later, the head of Maiye Village was brought.
However, the appearance of the village chief was even more "arrogant" than that of Narant. He actually appeared lying down.
"Little...little man...meet...meet the lord!"
"What's going on?" Looking at the mayor of Maiye Village who was struggling to get up and preparing to salute, Nalant felt a little strange.
"Sir...this..."
Facing Nalant's inquiry, the serfs who were carrying the village chief knelt on the ground and did not dare to say a word. Even the young guard who went to find the village chief hesitated.
"Sir, the village chief must be too hungry to have any energy!" Vivian took the initiative to answer.
"Huh?" After all, he was the head of a village, and none of the serfs died of starvation. How could he be so hungry? Nalant was even more confused.
"Sir... A few days ago, Mr. Anthony said that the lord ordered to collect grain, and the village chief went to ask if he could collect it again next season... because the Earl had already collected the tax last season... In the end, the village chief was asked by Anthony
Your Excellency confiscated all the grain, and the villagers were not allowed to lend him grain..." At the end of the sentence, Vivian couldn't go on.
This is the reason why the serfs and guards dare not say anything. It was the lord's order to requisition food that caused all this. If they spoke out, they would be suspected of blaming the lord. If the lord got angry, he would hang them in the town.
Hanging in the square is also possible.
Only Vivian knew that her lord was not cruel through these days of contact, so she spoke out cautiously.