Laing let go of her, and the dark elf lay down beside Laing. Even the thick quilt could not hide her curvaceous figure.
"Master, you should form your own people. You should write letters and have people from different countries, places, and even different races form your subordinates," Olica said with some hesitation. "The followers of the Lady of the Lake are loyal, but that might not be loyalty to you."
"Master, you can't rely on the Lady of the Lake too much. It's true that you are her Chosen One, but …" Olica looked like she wanted to say something, but she hesitated. She thought for a while, and then said in a tactful tone, "Your vassals should be more loyal to you."
"If master is willing, I'm willing to help you. I can handle things like documents, and Duruqi has many ways to ensure the loyalty of his subordinates …" Olica's silky black hair fell on the pillow, and she said carefully.
"I don't think your methods will work, or they're not suitable for Brittany." Laing sat up and said, "But I'm willing to let you try. You can help me with some paperwork and give me some suggestions. I'll see how it works."
"Thank you, master." The dark elf knew that she had received Laing's initial approval. She was about to turn over and pretend that everything was over, but Laing continued, "Then you must have your request?"
"Yes … Master, please don't throw me away or give me to others." Olica did not dare to look at Laing's face. She covered her head with the quilt.
Along the way, she had been subjected to the greedy and lustful gazes of humans. Many of them looked up to her, but that was because she was the maid of the person in front of them. If she removed her current identity, those gazes would become squinting and condescending, and those humans would really rush over to take her.
With her weak strength, she could only be pressed down on a pile of straw and be done this and that.
Instead of lying on a soft velvet bed, covered with a golden silk quilt, wearing silk pajamas, and not having to worry about food and clothing.
"Behave well and stay by my side obediently. I will guarantee your safety." Laing smiled meaningfully. "When talking about other people's loyalty, you'd better think about your own."
To this day, he was still deeply suspicious of the dark elves' loyalty.
He thoughtfully raised his head and looked outside. He motioned for Olica to rest first. "You go to sleep first. Someone is looking for me."
He could already feel that someone was calling out to him.
"Yes, Master!" Olica hurriedly wrapped herself in the blanket.
…
After a simple change of clothes, Laing left the castle alone. He rode his horse into the depths of the Chalon Forest.
Although he didn't understand why these people would call for him at this time, since they had arrived here in advance and called for him, he should come out to meet them.
Rushing into the dark forest, Laing raised his warhammer. The intense psionic light dispelled the darkness and also sent a response signal to the outsiders in the forest.
Ten minutes after entering the forest, four tall figures in golden armor appeared in front of Laing.
They were the imperial guards sent by the Imperial Empire to help Laing. Each of them was three meters tall and wore golden power armor and pointed helmets. There was a red tassel on the top of the helmets.
It seemed that they were having a barbecue. Laing found that the four of them were putting a deer on the fire. One of the imperial guards was in charge of skinning, one was in charge of skewering the meat, and the last one was turning the grill.
After noticing Laing's appearance, the leader of the imperial guards shouted happily, "Welcome! Respected Lord Primordial Origin, you're finally here. Ever since we learned that you would be assigned to this place, we've been waiting here for more than ten days. Now you're finally here! "
"Don't say so much, big guy. Hurry up and let our Lord Primordial Origin join our barbecue party!" one of the imperial guards shouted. "Hurry up, or the meat will be burnt."
"Coming, coming! Come, Lord Primordial Origin, let's talk while we eat! " The leader of the Imperial Guard patted Clayon's shoulder with a force that could kill a normal person. "The little guy's roasted meat is the best among us. By the way, Lord Primordial Origin, did you bring wine?"
"…" Laing was speechless and didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth for a long time before saying, "Yes, I did."
"Then what are you waiting for? I haven't had wine and barbecue for many years!" The leader of the imperial guards hurriedly pulled Laing to sit down.
Thus, the new Baron Zeon inexplicably joined a Ye Lai Xiang barbecue party.
Ten minutes later.
"Cheers!!!" Four military wine jugs clinked with the mug in Laing's hand, and beer foam splashed everywhere.
"Ten thousand years have passed, and I've never been so happy. His Majesty told us that he has recovered and we have a new Lord Primordial Origin!" An imperial guard sat on a broken tree trunk. He took off his helmet, revealing the face of a man in his thirties.
His face was covered with frost, but his spirit was still very good and he was in high spirits.
So this is the reason you barbecue in my territory? Laing's head was full of black lines.
"How did you find this place?" The four imperial guards were sent by the Emperor to help him. Laing could only gulp down the wine and meat before asking the question in his heart.
"Lord Primordial Origin is still very famous. We 'asked' a few passing nobles and learned that Lord Primordial Origin is about to head to Zeon Hill to take up the position of Baron, so we waited for you here in advance." The leader of the imperial guards nodded and took a big bite of the barbecue. "Don't worry, we got rid of all the non-human creatures that saw us. As for the humans, we told them that we are the oracles of this world's so-called gods."
"Okay." Laing could only accept the situation helplessly. He took a big gulp of beer and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you for the next period of time."
"We will help you guard your castle, but we will not help you go to war. We will protect your family and your friends, but we will not hinder your growth." The leader of the imperial guards told Laing the order from the Emperor. "We will only ensure that you continue your mission without any worries. This is His Majesty's order."
"Thank you very much. How should I address you?" In fact, this was also what Laing wanted. Obviously, the strength of these imperial guards was close to the highest level in this world, and the Emperor did not want their existence to hinder his growth.
"You can call me Big Guy, and this is Little Guy, Big Sheep, and Black Gloves." The leader of the imperial guards said with a smile.
"Uh, may I know your real name?" Laing thought to himself. Aren't these all nicknames?
"My real name? My real name is Pablo Diego Jose Francisco de Carlos Paula Juan Alba de Roz Remedios da Silva Cipriano Felipe de la Santisima Trinidad … "
"Enough, enough. I'll just call you by your nickname!" Laing quickly said.
He had forgotten that the imperial guards of the Emperor only had one name at the beginning. However, as they completed a mission, they would be given a new name as a symbol of glory.
After a long time, these imperial guards would have hundreds of names …
"Actually, we also use nicknames to call each other. This makes it easier for us to communicate!" Big Guy skewered a whole piece of golden crispy deer steak with a wooden skewer and handed it to Laing. "Here, our original body, Laing Macado."
"Okay then." Laing also let go of his burden and ate with the four imperial guards.
"I remember that we haven't eaten this kind of original food for many years." Big Guy grabbed a roasted deer leg and began to chew. Laing felt like he had been hungry for a long time, so he smiled and said, "Is there no such thing in the palace?"
"There is …" the short man said. "But most of us eat synthetic food. There are also foods with natural ingredients, but most of them are sealed in cans."
"And compared to the important task of protecting His Majesty, what we eat is not important," Big Guy added.
"Oh, by the way, we brought something for you this time." The imperial guard nicknamed Big Sheep suddenly stood up. He and the other imperial guard nicknamed Black Glove carried a large metal box to Laing.
"This is?" Laing had a hunch and stood up.
"This is the exquisite power armor made by the great sage of the Mars Machinery Faith, Belisarius Kaul, on His Majesty's orders. It is made of the Gray Knight's Sacred Shield." Black Glove opened the metal box. "Please try it."
"Okay!"
When the silver full-body exquisite power armor was put on, Laing could feel endless power gathering in the armor. His psionic power drove the countless functions of the armor. In addition to creating the Sacred Shield energy field to defend against long-range attacks and self-repair through psionic power, there were many more functions to be discovered.
In the forest, the imperial guards and Laing drank until dawn.
…
The next morning, Laing returned to the baron's castle alone.
The imperial guards were hidden in the shadows. There were still many places to hide in the baron's territory. Laing had made an agreement with them that if they did not encounter a strong enough enemy, the imperial guards would not appear.
What really mattered was Laing's own growth. This was the main reason why the Imperial Emperor sent the imperial guards to help Laing. He hoped that Laing could grow without any worries, instead of leaving everything to the imperial guards.
And Laing could faintly feel that the imperial guards might have other missions in this world. As the leader, the big guy said that his father was very interested in the relics of the ancient saints in Lucia.
But this had nothing to do with him for the time being.
The land inspection order had been issued. As the tax officer, Gasparton was leading his soldiers to carefully inspect the cultivated land and population of the baron's territory to ensure that every piece of land could be taxed. Lopes and Al- Frey also participated in this operation.
Laing sat in the office on the second floor of the castle.
He wanted to design his own family coat of arms.
Any great noble had to have their own family coat of arms. Laing was now a baron, so he also needed his own family coat of arms.
A real family coat of arms was very complicated. Laing did not intend to design it that complicated, but the family coat of arms had three parts: a coat of arms, a crown, and a motto. These three parts had to be considered.
The coat of arms represented the symbol of the family, the crown represented the family's status, and the motto represented the family's tradition.
Laing did not intend to create a new one, because he had a ready-made one that he could use as a reference.
So our new baron leaned over the table and began to design his own coat of arms.
The head maid, Amelia, and his personal maid, Olica, stood next to him, watching his creation.
"Mr. Laing, you chose a red and white coat of arms, right?" Emilia asked.
"Yes!" Laing nodded.
The coat of arms' design required a darker color. A qualified coat of arms was generally composed of two colors, namely the metal color (gold and silver) and the background color (blue, red, purple, black, green). The colors of the coat of arms had to be clear to ensure that it was not easy to confuse.
First, there was a vertical line in the middle that separated the red and white colors. Then, a picture of a book appeared in the middle of the coat of arms. A sharp sword pierced through the book from top to bottom, and a bright red seal was stamped on the book.
A baron's crown was placed on the top of the coat of arms, which represented Laing's identity as a baron.
"I always feel like something is missing." Laing raised his head and asked Emilia.
"Well, Mr. Laing, why did you put a sword through a book?" Emilia asked after thinking for a while.
"Because knowledge is power." Laing laughed.
"I always feel like something is missing. Many family coats of arms use animals or symbols. Master, I think you should also add something. If it's just like this, it's too monotonous." Olica also put forward her own opinion.
After opening her heart last night, the dark elf's face seemed to be less cold and more human.
So Laing continued to work and did not notice the changes in the room.
A silver skull was placed in the middle of the coat of arms.
"Well, this is very good." Seeing the silver skull, Laing said with satisfaction.
"Why do you always like to decorate yourself with skulls?" A moving female voice said in his ear, and at the same time, a burst of fragrance of flowers and grass entered his senses.
"Because skulls are the symbol of the sanctity of human beings!" Laing said matter-of-factly. At the same time, he felt a little strange. Why were his two maids so close to him and talking to him?
He suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Looking up, the Lake Fairy was looking at him with a smile. "My lady?!"
"Designing a family coat of arms?" The Lake Fairy first smiled at Emilia, then looked at Olica with cold eyes for a while, then waved her hand to signal them to leave.
The two maids immediately withdrew. Among them, Olica stared at the fairy in the lake, a light flashing in her eyes.
Sure enough, the so-called Guardian of the Knight King Kingdom was that …
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