Werther also saw an introduction about Earl Macdonald next to the portrait. It turned out that he was the nephew of the Duchess of Darke, and was regarded by the Duke of Darke as the most capable person among all his relatives. The Duke of Darke made four people in Darke City
One-third of the territory was given to him and he was made an earl.
They are both earls, but the difference between the Earl of Macdonald and the Earl of Creek Rock City is that one is enfeoffed by the Duke and the other is enfeoffed by the king. The Earl of Macdonald directly obeys the orders of Duke Duke, while the Earl of Creekstone City directly obeys the orders of the king.
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Since the territory of Madoner was only enfeoffed a few years ago, it is still just a collection of many towns. It was supposed to be named after a certain city, but a suitable name has never been found.
Werther thought to himself that since he was liked by Duke Darke, he must have the same temperament as Duke Darke. No wonder he hated me so much. I wonder if Werther had ever been in contact with Madonna.
"Your Highness, Lord." Khalil's voice brought his thoughts back, "Do I need to do anything for you now?"
"You don't need to do anything. Let's recuperate in my castle first. You look very weak now. You must have enough nutrition. I will provide you with daily food and shelter." Werther closed the book and said to
He said, "Now you can have dinner with everyone, and you can take a bath before going to bed. Wile will take you to the bathing place."
"I really don't know how to express my gratitude. Your Highness, Lord, you are such a good person." Khalil put his hand on the other shoulder again, expressing respect and gratitude to Werther.
"However, try not to go out of the castle, and don't tell anyone outside the castle what you have encountered before."
"I will definitely obey your orders."
The castle in Daybreak Town was still so warm, and the maids quickly brought the food to the table. Another day was about to pass, and Witte suddenly thought that he had not practiced magic for many days, and he must practice it as soon as possible tonight.
It was getting dark, and in the castle of Nightstone Town, Count Madoner received the edict from the king, and then he realized that Nightstone Town was already Werther's territory. He slapped the edict on the table angrily, and said through gritted teeth: "Witt, this bastard
, actually took away my territory, I was so angry! And the king, this idiot, isn't he very afraid of Werther, can he still do such a stupid thing."
He wore very thick furs, and he was so hot that he was sweating angrily. He kept fanning his cheeks with his hands. His personal attendant winked, and several servants quickly stood aside with fans.
Fan.
"You idiots!" Madoner pushed them away roughly and looked at them ferociously, "What's the use of fanning, help me take off this fur!"
He closed his eyes depressedly, slowly opened his arms, and the servants respectfully took off his fur, revealing the aristocratic suit underneath. He did not forget to tell him: "Be careful, you guys, whether it's fur or suit, it's fine."
How many gold coins do you need to buy it? Don’t get it dirty!”
"Yes, Your Highness." A servant said cautiously.
"Call me Your Highness, Earl!" Madonna glared at the poor servant, "If you dare to call me by the wrong name again, I will order you to be imprisoned in the dungeon."
"Yes, yes, Your Highness, Count."
"You two, go get me a glass of juice. I want it to be chilled!" Madoner pointed at the two maids at the end and ordered, "Bring it over within five minutes, otherwise I will let you go.
Catching tigers in the mountains!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" The two maids hurriedly walked towards the cellar.
direction to get fruits and ice.
One of the two maids looks a little older and has been working in the castle for more than ten years. The other has just come to work in the castle and looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
On the way to get fruit and ice, the young maid secretly asked: "What's wrong with the count?"
The older maid said: "Our count is not a good master. You just came here, so you don't know. He often beats and scolds people around him."
As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, exposing the wounds on her arms.
"Oh my God! The count is actually such a person!" The young maid covered her mouth in surprise.
"The reason why I tell you is to make you be careful and never make him angry, otherwise you may die at any time. Some servants have already died in the castle."
"It's terrible. I really regret coming to this castle to be a maid. I would have farmed on the farm if I had known."
"As long as you are careful, you will not be punished. What you are most afraid of is accidentally offending the earl."
"After I came to the castle, I only saw the count's children, but I haven't seen his wife yet. I wonder where the countess is?"
"Don't ask any more curious questions about this matter. I can't tell you. When we get to the cellar, you get the cucumbers and I get the ice."
"Cucumber? But cucumber is a vegetable. The count said he wanted to drink juice."
"His habit is to drink fruit juice and then vegetable juice. He already drank juice yesterday, so today it should be vegetable juice."
"So this is ah."
They had reached the cellar. The older maid stopped talking and hurried towards the ice. The younger maid had to look for cucumbers.
Madonna sat in front of the table, holding his forehead with both hands. Although Nightfall Town was just a not-so-prosperous town, he was really unwilling to give it to Werther.
"Damn it, Witte doesn't even have a title, how can he own two towns? In my opinion, he only deserves to own a garden!" Madonna kept banging the table with his hands, and the servants around him were too scared to speak.
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Only the personal attendant stepped forward and said comfortingly: "Your Highness, it doesn't matter even if the eldest prince has two towns. Those two towns are very small, and together they are only the size of an ordinary town. What's more, the prosperity is far more prosperous than other towns."
Go to your other territories. You don’t have to worry at all.”
"It makes sense, but I just can't swallow this breath. Who is Werther? He can take the territory from me. It's really insulting!"
"His Royal Highness the Earl is right, he is indeed shameless, but the more shameless he is, the more you have to find a way to deal with him instead of getting sulky. Otherwise, if you are so angry that your body will be broken, he will only be happier."
"You're right. I can't be angry. If he gets so angry that I fall ill, I won't have the energy to deal with him. Anyway, I have the Duke of Dark as my backer, and I'm afraid that he will become a down-and-out prince who doesn't even have a title."
At this time, the iced juice was brought over by two maids.
He glanced at the green juice and knocked it over casually. The green juice flowed down the table. He couldn't help but cursed: "What is this? I want juice, not vegetable juice!"
The older maid just now pushed the younger maid behind her and said: "Your Highness, Earl, I originally told her to get fruit, but she was so stupid that she took the cucumber by mistake. Please punish her for this."
The erring maid.”
Earl Marton angrily picked up the glass cup and pointed it at the
The panicked girl threw it at her: "Damn it, why did you bring me a cucumber? Don't you know that the smell of cucumber is what I dislike the most?"
A big bump was smashed out of the girl's forehead, and she was shaking with fear. She hurriedly pointed at the older maid and defended her: "Your Highness, actually I wanted to take the fruit, but she asked me to take the cucumber. You shouldn't blame me.
"
The older maid argued: "Your Highness, I have been serving you for so long. How could I want to make you unhappy? You must believe me. I guess she took the cucumber on purpose. She
Maybe she just wants to make you unhappy for her own pleasure!"
After hearing this, Earl Marton gently closed his eyes and said: "I know, just put this vegetable juicer in the dungeon, let her keep company with other servants who have made mistakes, and feed her black bread every day."
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"No, Your Highness, I really didn't mean it. Don't lock me in the dungeon, please!"
The poor girl was taken away by the guards. She cried and begged for mercy, but the cruel earl was unmoved.
When the crying gradually disappeared into the dark night, he felt a headache again, and said to the attendant beside him: "I feel very uncomfortable, and I still want to punish the servant."
The attendant advised: "Your Highness, you cannot punish any more. During this period, dozens of new servants have arrived in our castle, and you have imprisoned them all in the dungeon. You have also beaten the old servants severely. Moreover,
"Didn't you say yesterday that you would only punish one servant today?"
"What does this have to do with anything? Besides, I can go back on what I said yesterday." Earl McDonough looked nonchalant as he glanced at the servants in front of him and pointed at the older maid just now and said, "
You are the one."
She never imagined that the earl would continue to punish the servant today, and the second one would be herself, so she was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Your Highness, please forgive me, you just punished me yesterday, and the scars on my arms are so...
It still hurts now."
"Hmph, do you think I don't know? You just framed that girl on purpose, right?" Earl Marton's face was gloomy, "You thought I was only punishing one servant today, and I was worried about you being punished, so you framed me.
She, so that she could escape."
"Your Majesty, spare your life, spare your life!" the maid kept begging for mercy.
"You are so bad, so I want to punish you. Yesterday I punished your arm, today I will punish your fingers."
"Hands, fingers?" The maid was very surprised, "How do you hit these fingers?"
"You are a swift maid, and I can't bear to hurt your hands, so I'll punish you by practicing your cooking skills for one night, and give me the food you cooked tomorrow morning. Isn't this punishment too painful?"
After hearing this, the maid breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Highness, I will definitely do a good job."
"Huh, after all, it's because you were so cruel just now that I have a good impression of you. If your cooking skills can improve, I will let you help in the kitchen."
"Thank you, Your Highness, Count."
After punishing the two servants, Earl Macdonald felt better and calmed down, and then he remembered what happened in the hut.
He became a little nervous and whispered to his attendants: "Oh no, I thought it was okay to hide those two things in Yemu Town, but now Yemu Town is no longer my territory, I have to take people to take a look.
Maybe we should build a similar house in another town and hide those two things again."