Chapter 1039 The man-eating devil is approaching Lesaffre
PS: The previous V group exploded, so I created a new helmsman group.
A middle-aged man with deep qualifications, who had participated in the Great Expedition of Eight Peaks and this Great Expedition, and is now a senior sergeant in Port Genet, took the initiative and said: "Your Majesty, you are here because of Duke Taubot's affairs.
Are you here?"
"Of course." Ryan said calmly.
"Then can I invite you to come to my house for a short rest, taste my wife's craftsmanship, and wait for the arrival of your army?" The veteran requested sincerely and proudly: "My wife's fish soup has always been recognized by everyone."
"We've arrived." Ryan pointed back with a smile. There were probably less than a hundred Old Guards lined up in a straight line on the coast. The leader was Sir Raymond, the commander of the Old Guards' Halberd Battalion.
"Just...these people?" The veteran was very surprised: "Your Majesty, these are less than a hundred people!"
"That's enough." Ryan raised his head, the king's face was full of confidence.
"For me, that's enough."
"I will 'persuade' Duke Taubot to take back his words." Ryan and Sulia looked at each other. Sulia's eyes were cunning and smart, while Ryan was affirmative and grateful: "This time, it won't happen.
Not a single drop of Breton blood."
"Then let us follow you, my lord!"
"My weapons are at home, I'm going to get them now!"
"We will always follow you, even if there is hell ahead!"
"Your Majesty, my son will join your team with me!"
People were crowded, and the fanatical civilians and serfs squeezed Ryan in the middle. No matter how Raymond tried to maintain order, he could not stop these loyal civilians from pouring up like an ocean.
However, just when Raymond was very anxious, Ryan only used one action to quiet everyone down. The king gently stretched out his hand and raised it to the sky.
The audience fell silent for a moment, and then cheered even louder.
"Yeah yeah yeah yeah!"
"Long live the king! Long live the king!"
The tricolor flag symbolizing the Old Guard was planted on Port Genet. Not only did the Old Guards not encounter any obstacles during the whole process, even when Ryan stayed at a farm near Port Genet, all the civilians
When they came, they carried home-brewed ale on their backs and cherished it. Only when
White flour is brought out only on the most important festivals. Women enthusiastically put on festival skirts. Serfs hugged their livestock and carried freshly harvested plump sea fish. There were even free men who brought their own farm animals.
The cow must be slaughtered for their beloved Knight King and Knight Queen to taste!
Singing, dancing, praising, the common people shared their best things with Ryan and his party, just to make the king feel their loyalty and strength!
The head maid Sylvia could not believe this scene. She had never thought that Ryan could conquer all the civilians and serfs in an instant just by relying on his own prestige. She had never thought that the great knight king would be among the serfs.
What is the status in the hearts of ordinary people?
In this dark age, it was Lane who brought the light of hope across classes to the common people. In this ignorant era, it was Lane who brought a better life and lower prices to the common people. In this decadent era, it was Lane who brought the common people a better life and lower prices.
, it was Lane who stood up to limit the privileges of the nobility, formed a circuit court, and administered justice and peace to the common people.
To be fair, in this holy era, it was Ryan who stood up and asked the Fairy of the Lake Church to change the ten-tax tax to fifteen-tax tax, so that the common people really benefited. In this glorious and magnificent era, it was Ryan who
One great expedition after another allowed the common people to win their own wealth and glory, and return home in glory!
Knight King Ryan, forever a god!
Under the setting sun, amid cheers, the King of Knights peacefully entered the port of Genene.
The farm was brightly lit at night, and several large pots were raised outside the farm, cooking very primitive delicacies. Inside the farm, thirty Old Guards were on duty, and the remaining Old Guards were surrounding them.
Together, we enjoyed the corn, soybean, pork stew and barley bread presented by the people of Genneigang.
This is where Ryan will stay tonight.
"Raymond, come here, let's eat together." Ryan, Sulia, Olica, and Sylvia sat around a large long square table. The Knight King and Queen sat together, Olika and Sylvia.
Via sat on the left and right sides of Ryan and Sulia respectively. Seeing Raymond holding a bowl and eating with a spoon and fork, Ryan waved to his old Guards battalion commander: "Sit down, this is an order.
.”
"Yes." Raymond could only sit down a little embarrassed. He was already in his thirties this year. Unknowingly, from the escaped slave of Lyonnais to the current battalion commander of the old Guards, he was quite famous in the old world.
The famous and legendary strongman Sir Raymond had many emotions along the way. No nobleman had ever been so loved by the serfs.
"Sorry to trouble you, Raymond." Sulia was still dressed in the same white military shirt and dark blue pleated skirt, with a pair of gorgeous long legs wrapped in black translucent ultra-thin velvet pantyhose, just wearing her own
Leon's high heels were replaced by boots that facilitate mobility.
The sword of Nasai hangs on her waist and shines with sacred light. She is such a graceful and noble wife and knight. She belongs only to Ryan's queen. She motioned Raymond to sit opposite Ryan and said with a smile: "Suddenly in the middle of the night.
I asked you to bring the people to follow you immediately, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, ma'am." Raymond said shyly but proudly. He is truly an "old" guard. He served as a soldier for Ryan when he was still an earl. The battalion commander stroked his thick goatee.
, to tell the truth: "It's just that everyone is surprised, Your Majesty,
Madam, for me, this is too risky. Even if you have disbanded the army, you should at least lead the entire Old Guard army to set off. There are only more than 80 of us here, so you can ask us all to follow you.
, Monsignor Bertrand and Monsignor Davout were not even informed.”
"You think the problem is too simple, Raymond." Ryan put down his buttered bread. Under the illumination of the large group of candles and dwarf oil lamps around him, the Knight King smiled and said: "The whole army of the Old Guard is going into battle? What are you doing?
Wouldn’t it be easier to solve the problem by not involving both the Red Dragon Knights Brotherhood and the Quinaris Champion Knights Brotherhood?”
"...Of course it would be safer this way." Raymond was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "It's not impossible."
"You are mistaken, Raymond." Ryan shook his head slightly. The King of Knights picked up the potato stew and his face gradually became serious: "Do you think Duke Taubot is really a bad guy?"
"Duke Taubot's character is considered very good among the dukes. He is not only humble but also kind." Sulia took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Duke Taubot twice ordered that all serfs be exempted from corvee service.
, also ordered the cancellation of many excessive taxes, such as the fishing tax, and even asked all the nobles under his command to swear an oath
By giving up his right to the first night, he was loyal to Ryan. Even if he disagreed, as long as the things that had been decided were never violated or sabotaged in private, in this case, his voice was public and in compliance with the procedures. If it was just because of objections,
If there is a sound, Ryan will send out an army to suppress it, what do you want everyone to think?"
"Then why does he oppose His Majesty?" Raymond asked subconsciously.
"This is not inconsistent with his opposition to me." Ryan took the wine offered by the serfs, and the King of Knights nodded slightly: "Duke Taubot's opposition to me is not a matter of moral character, but a matter of political stance."
To put it simply, Duke Taubot is not without talent, and his moral character is not perfect, but he is much better than a normal knight. He will oppose Ryan purely because his position is with the conservative old nobles.
"Politics is like everyone sitting at this table to eat." Ryan used a long table as an analogy: "Things that can be solved by talking, dividing food, and removing dishes, I can't just overturn the table as soon as I come up, and everyone will
Everyone will think that I am too overbearing. I can show up here with a group of your Old Guards, because the king needs some guards, but if I show up with the whole Old Guard army, then I will overturn the table.
This will cause civil war, Raymond."
"I was stupid!" Raymond lowered his head in embarrassment. After thinking about it, the commander of the Halberd Battalion couldn't help but be curious: "But if this is the case, what are you going to do? Your Majesty?"
"Leymond, look." Ryan made a gesture, and he motioned for everyone to stand up. The King of Knights pointed at the long wooden table: "Look, are all the food placed on this table?
With these bowls propped up against the tablecloth?"
"What I have to do is..." Ryan reached out and grabbed the tablecloth. He gently pulled it, and in the blink of an eye, the entire tablecloth was completely pulled out from under the bowls, spoons and plates, but all the bowls, spoons and plates were not there.
Move even a little.
"This is my plan!"
After dinner, there was actually nothing for everyone to do. The best room in the farm had been vacated for Ryan and others to stay, but there was only one double bed, and Olica and Sylvia both insisted on it.
Living with the owner, Ryan finally decided to let Olica and Sylvia make a floor in the room to solve the problem.
Looking at a brown-red military jacket, wearing a small white women's shirt underneath, paired with a brown pleated skirt, brown ultra-thin translucent pantyhose and flat leather shoes, he is directing the Old Guards to inspect the manor cellar for possible secret passages.
Sylvia, who arranged the night watch, and Orika, who was wearing a black and white maid dress with white unicorn velvet stockings, couldn't help but pounce.
Entering Ryan's arms to act coquettishly, the dark elf directly ignored the old guards in the manor and even the many peasant women who came in to help, as well as many beautifully dressed little girls and shy and hero-reverent little boys, and directly used
Her delicate face rubbed against Ryan's face: "Master, look, the head maid seems to really think she can help you!"
"Hahaha!" Ryan was amused by Olika. Of course the King of Knights knew that Olika could cut off any visitors by setting up a magic barrier. She could even hide the entire farm within the realm of magic. In Olika's eyes,
, all Sylvia did was in vain, Ryan hugged Orica and enjoyed the fragrance of the roses on the dark elf: "Sylvia is just more serious and serious, she is not a bad person."
"Oh~ I didn't expect the master to be so fond of it~" Olica raised her eyebrows, and the dark elf maid said maliciously: "Do you like the serious and serious one?"
"I didn't say it." Ryan quickly added: "You said it, Olika."
"Olica, have you done something to Sylvia again?" Sulia keenly saw Olica take out a strange black magic button device from her sleeve, and the Queen of Knights suddenly felt bad.
premonition.
"Let's play a game, Master." Olica licked her lips, and the dark elf's amber eyes were full of some kind of bad taste and pleasure: "This game is called, Magic Marbles!"
"Magic marbles?" Before Ryan could react, Olica had already pressed the first button with a smirk.
"Hmm!" Sylvia, who was standing not far away and was talking, suddenly trembled twice as if she was getting an electric shock. Then she instantly squatted down, pressed her skirt with both hands, closed her eyes and pursed her mouth: "Hmm...
…Too…too despicable!”
"What's wrong with you, Ms. Sylvia?" Someone immediately noticed Sylvia's abnormality, and the head maid quickly emphasized: "I'm... fine... just... a little tired."
Then Sylvia subconsciously turned her eyes to Olika who was acting coquettishly in Ryan's arms, with a face full of warning and a little pleading. Olika smiled and let go of the button, and Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief.
, slowly trying to stand up.
As soon as the head maid stood up, Orika pressed the button again.
"Well..." The poor head maid looked indeed tired, as the people around her thought. She was so tired that she could only squat and could not stand up at all, and her face was filled with a suspicious flush.
In order to prevent his head maid from losing her composure, Ryan quickly put down Orica, took the initiative to pick up the "overworked" Sylvia, and carried her into the room where she was going to stay that night.
"Olica!" Sulia was a little unhappy that Orica bullied her maid like this. The queen said to Orika angrily: "Don't do such a thing in the future. Also, give me that thing.
!”
"Oh, really? My lady." Olica's face was full of sarcasm. She raised the corners of her mouth and looked at Sulia, and directly pressed the second button.
"Well!" This time it was Sulia's turn to squat down like an electric shock. The Queen of Knights pressed her skirt embarrassingly with both hands, clamping a pair of perfect long black silk legs, with a face full of disbelief: "No... no
Maybe...I can't..."
"Ouch! Madam, why are you overworked?" Orika's face was "surprised", and the dark elf quickly "supported" Sulia "sincerely": "Let me help you in, madam, you need
rest!"
"Woooo~" Sulia covered her mouth with Orica's hands. The Queen of Knights was supported by Orica and sent into the room. Sulia was quickly handed over to Ryan by Orika.
In this way, the Knight Queen and the Head Maid, who were overworked after the long journey, had to rest early. The Dark Elf Maid came out again and briefly gave instructions to the Old Guards about their shifts and precautions, and then sang a magic to protect the farm.
, followed by another magical barrier that enveloped the room.
It was another quiet and peaceful night at the farm in Port Genet today. Only Orica was left happily making a "V" gesture, laughing and saying to herself: "There are two audiences tonight."
"It's a pity that the sow didn't follow, otherwise there would have been three."
After saying that, the dark elf opened the door to the room, his charming figure flashed into the room, and closed the door.
Total victory!
.........I am the dividing line between the two audiences......
On the afternoon of the third day, an urgent piece of information was sent to the Duke's desk at the Chateau Le Angoulant. Duke Taubot took the envelope, opened the clay seal, took a look at the information above, and his expression changed drastically.
"He's here!" The Duke put down the parchment, his face turning white and blue for a while.
"who?"
"Our Majesty the Knight King, he appeared in my principality with his queen and a small group of old guards!"