When Roland got up in the morning, it wasn't Tyr who served him, but an old maid.
When he walked out of the bedroom, Chief Knight Carter was waiting for him outside.
"Your Highness, I have to tell you a piece of unfortunate news," he said in a low voice, "Your Head Maid died last night."
"What?" Roland's eyelids twitched. Although he already knew this would be the result, he still felt a little uncomfortable. After all, this person died because of him.
"She fell from the balcony of the room. There were no signs of fighting at the scene, and the guards didn't see any outsiders coming in or out. So … it should be an accident that she accidentally fell. "
The Knight reported the results of the investigation, and at the same time looked at Roland with a strange expression. Of course, Roland knew what he was thinking. In Graycastle, it was well-known that Prince Roland wanted to take Tyr by force many times. In this era, it was normal for a prince to have sex with his maids. There were few entertainment activities, and almost no nightlife. When they had nothing to do after eating, they would naturally think of making babies. Not only did they make babies, but the princes and the upper nobles would also exchange women, and even gather together to have a baby making party. So it wasn't just a joke that the noble circle was really messy.
Prince Roland was already relatively restrained in this aspect. After it was replaced by Roland, he didn't even touch a woman – except for Tyr, the other maids could be said to be of poor quality. In addition, after crossing over, he had to face the Months of Demons. His mind was almost filled with farming plans, and he didn't have time to enjoy the romantic life of a noble.
"It's really a pity," Roland pretended to be regretful. "Let the old maid who served me this morning take care of Tyr's funeral. She will be the new Head Maid. "
Carter nodded, saluted and left.
As soon as Roland stepped into the office, he saw Nightingale sitting on the mahogany table.
"Did you get any information?"
"Nothing. When she saw me, she committed suicide." Her tone was a little depressed. "It was too fast, without the slightest hesitation."
"You didn't subdue her?" Roland walked around him and sat back on the armchair.
"I tied her up." Nightingale leaned over and said, "I didn't expect her to hide poison in her teeth. I had to fake it as an accident. "
"I thought you were experienced, but you still have the nerve to ask for remuneration?"
"Hey, don't say that. Although I didn't get anything from her, it doesn't mean that I didn't get anything." Nightingale chuckled and placed a folded piece of paper in front of Roland. "I found this in her room."
Roland unfolded the paper. It was a letter from home. The sender addressed Tyr as his sister, and the content was just a casual chat. However, he noticed that she mentioned the sea many times, such as how beautiful the seaside scenery was and how she liked to stay on the beach to watch the sunset. At the end of the letter, she asked when her sister would come back. She missed her sister very much. Thinking of the territories of the siblings, Roland asked uncertainly, "Third Princess of the Port of Clearwater?"
"That's probably what happened. Your two brothers can't see the sea. According to my speculation, Third Princess Garcia Wimbledon held her sister hostage and used her as a hidden chess piece. Judging from her decisive style of suicide, it was unlikely to be a random arrangement. That is to say, before she was placed by your side, she received at least two to three years of relevant training. "
Roland sighed softly. Sure enough, the Fight for the Throne would not end so easily. Even if he didn't fight, it didn't mean that he would stay out of it. For the throne, his brothers and sisters didn't care at all. Similar things would probably happen again in the future.
"Ah, someone's coming. I'll take my leave first, Your Highness. "
Nightingale teasingly blew a breath towards Roland, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Although it was not the first time he had seen it, it still shocked Roland to see it in broad daylight. He hesitated and tentatively stretched out his finger towards the empty table. Halfway through, he was intercepted by a soft hand. "Your Highness, you will make Anna sad if you do this."
Well, it seems that her ability is invisibility, not disappearance, Roland thought, otherwise it would be too terrible.
There was a knock on the door. "Your Highness, I'm Barov."
Roland took back his finger and returned to his expressionless appearance. "Come in."
The Assistant Minister came into the office with a large bundle of files. His butt hadn't even warmed up when he began to report on the state affairs of the past week. Roland also put away his thoughts and concentrated on listening to him. After more than a month of being influenced, he found that he could keep up with the rhythm of the other party. He was no longer dizzy and completely confused.
In general, Border Town's financial situation had improved to a certain extent. After selling ore and gemstones to Willow Town, they received nearly two hundred Golden Dragon. After this money was used to buy food and pay wages, there were still ninety left.
Barov was also in a good mood. With money in his hands, it wouldn't be too difficult to get through this winter.
However, Roland was destined to not let him stay idle. "I want to select a group of people from my subjects to fight against the demonic beasts. From now on, they must gather together and receive training. The instructor will be my Chief Knight. I will explain the specific situation to him. You have to make a purchase plan. These people must have a strong leather armor and a spear. They must also have two sets of winter clothes that can be changed. "
"Your Highness, this … according to the usual practice, shouldn't we temporarily recruit people to fight?"
"The troops that go to the battlefield without training are just a group of mobs. Do you think they can scare away the demonic beasts by relying on their numbers? It will be more troublesome if they collapse. "
"Do you really intend to defend Border Town?" Barov asked hesitantly.
"If we really can't defend, of course we will retreat. But I don't think we can't even deal with a few mutant beasts."
"If we do according to your plan, we will have to spend more money."
Roland was amused by the stingy look on the man's face. "These are necessary expenses. Hurry up and get it done."
He still had more than three hundred Golden Dragon in his own treasury, which was mainly used to pay for the construction of the city wall. The materials and parts needed for the steam engine were also bought from his own pocket. The first machine cost almost twenty Golden Dragon, and he needed at least three more.
It was true that the steam engine drove the first industrial revolution, but it didn't mean that the steam engine was equal to the industrial revolution. Historically, the United Kingdom was in urgent need of a new power to replace people and livestock to meet mining production. After Watt improved the steam engine, he immediately received a large number of orders. This new power was also popularized in various industries in a short time.
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