As soon as Stephanie said that, Andonara was unhappy.
Keenly aware of the low pressure, Stephanie immediately turned back and said, "I don't want to separate you from Roland, Anna, it's just that if Roland goes to my territory and takes you away, then there will be no one in the capital to protect me. Who else do you think I can trust now except the two of you? That dead ex-husband of mine is now a lich. "
What she said made sense.
Andonara hesitated. She wanted to be with Roland more, but Stephanie was a rare friend of hers.
"Then you stay here to protect her." Roland smiled and said, "I can teleport back to see you every few days, and you can also come to Motasos County to find me when you have time."
Andonara looked at Roland, then at Stephanie, and finally said, "Okay."
Seeing that she agreed, Stephanie was relieved and beamed with joy.
Then Roland gave her all the equipment in his Backpack that belonged to Andonara.
A full set of epic equipment that he made himself.
They were probably at the level of purple equipment.
But even these "purple equipment" that Roland made, if put on the market, would be cheap if a full set didn't sell for three or four hundred gold coins.
Leaving the capital, Roland took the map and flew to Motasos County with Human Cannonball, then found the city of Motasos in the center of the territory.
A large city with a population of a million.
Surrounded by seven small cities with a population of a hundred thousand and more than thirty villages.
In Fareins, there were many large cities with a population of a million.
And as the First Princess most likely to inherit the throne of Fareins, there was a reason why Stephanie's territory was "assigned" to Motasos County.
First of all, this city was very close to the capital of Fareins, and transportation was particularly convenient. By carriage, one could go from one city to another in a day and a half.
The second reason was that this place was rich in horses!
It was one of the five major horse-producing areas in Fareins.
Half of the territory of Motasos County was grassland, and the seven small cities and more than thirty villages all raised horses.
With horses, there was cavalry … In this world, cavalry was the king of war.
The presence or absence of cavalry, the number and strength of cavalry would determine whether you would be fighting a war of attrition or annihilation.
If a country did not have a cavalry or had a weak cavalry, no matter how strong their infantry was, it would be very difficult for them to increase their victory advantage.
The old king of Fareins gave this territory to Stephanie with the real intention of making her his heir.
Roland landed from the sky and entered the city. After walking around for a while, he found that the security of the city was not bad. After walking for three hours, he only saw three incidents of group fights.
There weren't many beggars by the roadside.
It seemed that Stephanie had run this place well.
Roland found the mayor's residence and showed the letter of appointment to the guard at the gate.
Seeing the seal on it and Stephanie's handprint, the gatekeeper immediately invited Roland into the mayor's residence.
Like other territories, the City Lord's Mansion was essentially a large castle.
There were close to a hundred elite heavy-armored infantrymen stationed inside, while the cavalry and other troops were on standby in the barracks behind the castle.
The main hall of the castle was the council hall, with a high stone pedestal above the steps, and behind the stone pedestal was a huge portrait of a woman.
Stephanie, dressed in a low-cut dress, sat sideways, a white cleavage faintly visible, dignified and noble with a touch of sexiness.
The painting was not bad, and it had already drawn seventy percent of Stephanie's charm.
Roland had just stood here for a while when a middle-aged man in a long black suit, dressed quite smartly, came over. He bowed to Roland and then said, "I heard from the guard that your excellency has brought Her Highness the First Princess's letter of appointment?"
He took out the letter of appointment again and showed it to the middle-aged butler for a while, and the middle-aged butler's bit of doubt was immediately gone with the wind.
He bent his waist lower and said in a low voice, "May I ask the temporary lord's name?"
"Just call me Roland." Putting the letter of appointment back into his Backpack, Roland said, "Help me inform the sheriff, the tax collector, the internal affairs officer, and all the generals related to local defense to come over. I want to see them … Tell them that I want to see them here within an hour, and whoever doesn't come on time will be dismissed."
The middle-aged butler's body trembled and he immediately retreated.
Roland, on the other hand, slowly walked up to the high platform and sat down on the stone pedestal.
He began to browse the forum.
It was a good way to pass the time, and time passed quickly for Roland.
About half an hour later, two people had already come in.
But when they came, they just found a seat and sat down, ignoring Roland.
Although Roland knew that they had come in, he didn't say anything and continued to browse the forum.
As time went by, more and more people came in.
After almost an hour, there were already eight people sitting in the main hall.
These eight people sat in a circle below, whispering and glancing at Roland from time to time, their eyes full of arrogance.
Roland waited for a while longer, and seeing that no one else came in, and the time was just right, he logged out of the forum.
He sat up straight, and the eight people below also saw his movements, but they all ignored him and continued to talk among themselves.
Roland snapped his fingers, and two huge blue Hands of Magic appeared and clapped gently.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. The sound, like a heavy drum, drew the gazes of the eight people over.
Roland asked the middle-aged butler standing next to him, "Is everyone here?"
The middle-aged butler was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from below. "Everyone is here."
Hearing this somewhat rough voice, the middle-aged butler hesitated and took two steps back.
Although Roland wasn't looking at the middle-aged butler, his mental perception was amazing, and the middle-aged butler was no more than three meters away from him. He immediately noticed the middle-aged butler's abnormality.
It seemed that something was up!
Roland stared at the man who had just spoken.
The other party was wearing a relatively loose noble suit with blue edges and a silver background, which, in Roland's eyes, was a bit peculiar.
But upon closer inspection, he realized that the other party was wearing magic equipment.
Seeing Roland look at him, the man stood up, bowed slightly, and said with a smile, "Sir new temporary lord, we are all here."
"Then introduce yourself. After all, we're going to spend quite a long time together, so let's start with me. " Roland smiled and said, "I am Roland, a Golden Son, entrusted by the First Princess this time with full authority to manage all affairs of Motasos County. Okay, it's your turn. "
"Since the butler has confirmed the letter of appointment, then we won't look at it. We trust the butler's loyalty to the royal family." The man standing stroked his stubble and said, "I am the commander of the cavalry regiment, Judson Fareins."
Under the name of Fareins?
A collateral descendant of the royal family!
Seeing the man announce his name, the others followed suit and stood up and announced their names.
After all eight of them had introduced themselves, Roland had some idea of what was going on.
The three officials who were related to government affairs didn't react to Roland's arrival.
Neither happy nor sad.
And the remaining five, whose attitudes toward Roland were clearly unfriendly, were all in charge of military power.
And in particular, Judson and Tuttle Geranmu, who was in charge of the city guard, seemed to have a confrontational mood toward Roland.
After Roland heard this, his gaze swept over the eight of them and finally said, "You don't have an archer regiment here?"
The First Princess Stephanie had the right to recruit troops, and with her ability and character, she would definitely build a perfect army.
The archers were so useful that it was impossible not to have one.
At this moment, Judson said indifferently, "There is, but the commander of the archer regiment hasn't been feeling well recently and has been lying at home recuperating from his injuries. It's difficult for him to even get out of bed, so I'll be the commander of the archer regiment for the time being."
All eight of them smiled in unison, seemingly testing something on the surface, but Roland always felt that they were laughing at him.
This was the intuition of a Mage.
"Then Mr. Judson, you've worked hard." Roland nodded. "I'll visit the commander of the archer regiment later when I have time, but for now let's get down to business."
They looked quietly at Roland and the five men leading the troops, the faintly discernible mockery on their faces still not disappearing.
"The First Princess has handed over all affairs of the territory to me. Including you! " Roland's gaze swept over them and said in a slightly cold tone, "Including the entire territory, from now on, my words are completely the same as the First Princess's, and you must obey."
Since the other party was in a confrontational mood, Roland naturally wouldn't stick his warm face to someone else's cold buttocks.
Besides, before coming, the First Princess had already said that anyone who disobeyed could just be killed without having to worry about her.
Stephanie was very clear about this now.
She could imagine how powerful and rare a Mage who could build a floating city in the future and was already preparing to do so would be in the future.
In comparison, the few officials in her own territory, no matter how talented and capable they were, were not worth mentioning.
Judson felt Roland's oppression and targeting, and he frowned and said, "Even if your orders are wrong?"
"Of course." Roland smiled. "It's up to me to decide whether the orders are correct or not, not you."
Judson's expression was a little unsightly.
At this moment, City Guard Officer Tuttle slowly stood up and sneered, "Kid, don't be too arrogant. Even if the First Princess makes you a temporary lord, we won't agree."
Roland laughed loudly. "Since when does the First Princess need your agreement when she makes a decision? Do you really think you're a member of the royal family? "
These words were a bit harsh, and Tuttle was at a loss for words.
But he was only upset for a little while, and then he smiled again.
He felt that this pretty boy Mage had a sharp tongue, and he certainly couldn't argue with him, but the five of them were of one mind and didn't need to act according to the temporary lord's mood.
Even the First Princess, they felt that if they joined forces, they could sway her will a little.
Roland looked at Tuttle. "It's already a fact that I'm the temporary lord, and it doesn't matter whether you accept it or not. I don't have any expectations of you anyway. At worst, I'll just replace you."
After a few seconds of silence, a murderous aura suddenly filled the air.
Judson gritted his teeth and stared at the temporary lord. "How dare you!"
The other four military officers who led the troops almost simultaneously slammed the table hard and jumped to their feet.
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