There was such a group of aristocrats.
They followed their lord into battle, but the lord died on the battlefield. The fief lacked an heir and was directly incorporated by the superior lord. However, the superior lord refused to recognize the territorial rights of the followers of the dead lord, so their fief was deprived, leaving only a useless aristocratic title.
There was also such a group of liars.
They were best at forging their aristocratic identities, such as a bankrupt Lord Knight, a follower of a Baron whose lord had died, or a viscount whose fief had been seized. In short, they had so-called aristocratic identities and fabricated all kinds of destitute backgrounds.
The country was vast and the transportation was backward. It was difficult for ordinary aristocrats to verify their identities when they encountered these liars.
Therefore, when they treated these 'aristocrats', their attitude was to treat them politely, but they would never really recognize the other party's aristocratic identity.
Charles Trap was one of these two kinds of aristocrats.
He was originally a follower of the Count of Ferroland, but the Count of Ferroland died on the battlefield of the Kingdom of Eagle seven years ago, leaving no heir to inherit the title. His lord, Marquis Wallace Pineapple, took back the fief according to the law of the Grand Duchy.
He refused to recognize the followers of the Count of Ferroland as having legal rights to the fief.
Marquis Wallace believed that it was his followers who did not protect him well that led to the death of the Count of Ferroland. Therefore, all the fief was deprived.
Charles was deprived of his fief, so he resented Marquis Wallace for being too greedy.
He left the Pineapple Family's fief, Deepthroat Island, and wandered to Coral Island.
Lee William Tulip did not believe Charles' words – he was not familiar with Ferroland and did not know how many followers he had.
Therefore, Charles was reduced to a marginal person on Coral Island. He could go to the battlefield and be incorporated into the mixed Orders of chivalry, but even if he fought hard, he still could not get much credit.
The Count did not care about such an elite Earth Knight. His elite Orders of chivalry were all elite Earth Knights. The two viscounts were also reluctant to share credit with a foreign Knight, not to mention that he might be a liar. So Charles wasted seven years without any results.
They began to cast their gazes towards the Flower Town.
At first, he wrote a letter to Gort to reminisce about their old friendship. After all, they were both nobles who had fallen from grace.
Now he simply came to Flower Town in person and revealed his thoughts. Liszt did not receive him, but arranged for Zambrotta to receive him. The Lord of Flower Town was also afraid. If the other party was really a liar, his reputation would be ruined.
He had to be careful when dealing with a Knight of unknown origins.
In his previous life, Liszt had heard of many senior officials being deceived by swindlers and losing face all the way to their grandmother's house.
He asked Zambrotta to stay for the dinner.
He asked about the reception of Charles, "What do you think of Charles?"
"Sir, based on my understanding of Charles, he is indeed very strong, but speaking of his identity … Many powerful Earth Knight like to take shortcuts. If they can pretend to be an aristocrat and get glory, why bother to fight on the battlefield? You know, not every elite Earth Knight can obtain aristocratic identity."
"I need some more objective information."
Liszt said.
Zambrotta was indeed knowledgeable and witty. However, he had a bad habit. He liked to talk big but didn't get involved in practical matters.
He was able to be pragmatic, but not practical.
Zambrotta coughed and replied, "I heard that he fought hard on the battlefield a few years ago, but in the past two years, his performance began to be mediocre. He usually wanted to integrate into the aristocratic circle, but he always tried too hard and acted too deliberately. When I received him today, I could feel that he was too anxious. "
"Too anxious?"
"Yes, the conversation was always about you, Sir Lord. It made me feel that his purpose was too strong, and he always wanted to cover it up." Zambrotta tried to make his words sound real, "We can all see his purpose in coming to Flower Town, but he feels that we can't see it clearly."
Vulgarly speaking, it was probably the mentality of "being a whore and still wanting to have a chastity".
Liszt understood this. "Then you continue to receive him. Don't promise anything. Let him see what he needs to do. I will see him again."
First, tear down the other's chastity.
Then they can meet each other honestly, talk about following, and accept the interests involved in following.
… …
In the next few days, Liszt became very busy because he went to Black Dragon Island.
The inventor's inspiration burst forth, causing him to order others to carry Jormaya on a stretcher and personally supervise the construction of the kiln of the fire dragon brick factory.
"I brought you here, in addition to instructing the stonemasons to build the brick factory kiln, I hope you can understand the help of rubber water for construction."
He said to Jormaya.
Then he walked into a simply built kiln, took out the fire dragon jar containing the fire dragon magic, and released the fire dragon magic.
After several adjustments, the range of activity of the magic fire dragon was successfully fixed in the calcining space of the kiln. Then he instructed the stonemasons to bond a stone wheel with rubber water and experiment with the effect of pushing and pulling. He personally led people to find suitable brown soil and yellow soil from Black Horse Island and mixed them into clay raw materials.
The wooden brick mold was filled with stirred clay and pressed down with a wooden plank to form a rectangular brick.
Hundreds of serfs, perhaps a little stupid, but absolutely unconditionally obey orders, what they are told to do, without asking why, they will do it directly.
So the speed is very fast. A cart of bricks has been stacked.
"One, two, three!"
Shouting slogans, the serfs pushed the stone wheel into the kiln, and the calcining began.
This takes some time.
Liszt went to the other side, where Jormaya was watching the serfs mix the sand and stones on the beach with rubber water, and then pile them into a new brick factory kiln.
"What do you see?"
"My Lord, rubber water is incredible. It is faster than glutinous rice juice, which takes at least a day to solidify and a week to completely solidify. You asked me to build the lighthouse. I originally expected it to take a month to complete, but now it seems that it may only take a few days! "
Jormaya exclaimed.
The lighthouse is not easy to build.
Because first of all, it has to be in a relatively steep and high place, usually on some cliffs and reefs. Not only does it need to carry materials, but it is also very dangerous. When the stones are piled up, it takes a long time to solidify. It is even more difficult to build a large lighthouse.
But with the quick-solidifying effect of rubber water, the construction time will be greatly shortened, and it is not difficult to build a lighthouse in a short period of time by crazy accumulation of manpower and material resources.
Liszt did not intend to build a large lighthouse. He only intended to build a small ten-meter-high lighthouse on the rocky beach near Black Horse Port.
After installing a crystal lamp, the range can reach two or three kilometers.
In the future, when conditions are met, another small lighthouse will be built on the reef on the channel, and a small lighthouse will also be built in the Port of Flowers. In this way, the Flowers will no longer have any risk of getting lost.
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