While the young knight was still lamenting, they had already arrived at Jean Town.
Veronica and Al Frey left one after the other. Veronica returned to her wizard tower with a bag of crowns. Since it was summer, Garlan had to cultivate and experiment, while Al Frey had to return to the Church of Justice. He had many things to deal with.
Only Laing, Juan, and Olica returned to the winery. The dark elves hated the hot weather, so she hid in the carriage to sleep.
"Sir Laing, don't you usually live in the castle?" Juan asked curiously. His curly brown hair and black eyes were filled with curiosity. Along the way, this young Flaming Sun Knight was like a king of questions. He didn't stop asking questions. He was even very interested in what Leon liked to eat in the morning.
Olica was clearly getting impatient. The dark elf only wanted to return to her room to rest. Laing, on the other hand, was patient. "My castle is still under renovation, so I'll be staying in the winery for the time being."
"Oh, oh, oh! So that's how it is! "Juan didn't care about the answer at all. He just wanted a chance to talk to Laing.
"Listen to me, Juan." Laing stood at the entrance of the winery. "Since you're in Brittany, you have to understand the rules here. Let me give you a simple reminder, and then I'll take you to see my wife, Suria."
"I'm all ears," Juan nodded seriously.
"You might think that you can live the same life in Brittania as you did in Estalia, but you'd be sorely mistaken," Ryan began his story.
"Yes, in Brittany, there are seven days in a week, and twelve months in a year. People pray on Sundays, and we enjoy the same sun and moon as in Estalia."
"But in this country, there is one thing that is considered to be the most important, and that is the respect for women," Ryan continued.
"The Lady, the Lady of the Lake, the patron saint of Brittany?" Juan hugged the helmet with a golden sun ring on top. The young man always insisted on being fully armed.
"Yes, I'm sure you know about Brittany's history. This rich land was given to us by the Lady." Leon nodded. "For a thousand years, the lady's faith has been deeply rooted here. What I want to say is that you can choose not to believe in her. It doesn't matter. The people here are free to choose the gods they believe in, such as the Goddess of War Milmedia, the God of Nature Tal, and the Goddess of Mercy Shalia."
"But you have to maintain your respect for her. Every year, on all the major holidays and special days, the Church of the Holy Grail will always hold many activities. I suggest that as a new knight, you should participate more. I hope that you can understand more about the belief of the Holy Grail. This will allow you to quickly integrate into our group. You can pray to the Goddess of Mirmidia yourself on Sunday, no problem. But when the knights gather together to discuss the grace of the Lady and the holy Holy Grail, you have to show that you are familiar with it.
"I understand! Think of it as tutoring! "Juan said with a grin." I will. "
"Then there's the talk." Laing was a little helpless when he saw Juan's grin, but he could not say anything. He continued, "Dear Juan, I hope you can understand that this is not Estalia. The land here is closer to the threat of Chaos in the north. Obviously, the Evil Gods of Chaos do exist, and the threat they bring will always exist in the south and north of the world. You have to be careful of the traces of Chaos corruption."
"But at the same time, please don't talk about this like you do on the streets of Estalia. Even the most conservative discussion may attract the attention of the Prophet of the Lake and the Knights of the Holy Grail. In this country, human rights do not exist … or rather, they are not complete. If the Prophet of the Lake and the Knights of the Holy Grail think that you have been corrupted by Chaos, they can put you on trial and execute you on the spot without asking for my permission. Although it's unlikely because of my existence, I don't want you to lose your life."
"I understand!" Juan was serious now. After all, no one wanted to lose their life.
"Then there's the serfs." Laing's expression was calm. "In Brittany, serfs are considered the property of the Lord. The Lord has the right to punish them, even if the punishment is unreasonable. However, this unreasonable phenomenon does exist, and I'm working hard to change it. But under the current law, you have to put away your boring sense of justice. When the serfs are treated unfairly, their knights or village elders will be responsible for the entire process. Even if you feel that the outcome is unfair, please do not interfere."
"Yes." Juan's expression gradually became serious.
"Lastly, I would like to say that Brittania isn't Estalia. In Estalia, as long as you follow the main road, you won't encounter any danger within 20 to 30 kilometers. But here, even though I've dispatched troops to eliminate threats every year, there are still traces of Green Dwarfs, Orcs, and bandits in the wilderness. For safety reasons, before you advance to the Legendary Stage, when you need to head to the wilderness or the forest, try your best to bring along enough guards, caravans, and other patrolling Knights."
As soon as he finished, the Dark Elf said impatiently, "Master, are you done? I want to go in. "
"Okay." Laing realized that he had said too much.
This was because Juan Carlos Sungazer was different from all of his subordinates!
This young man had the gift of Psionic Ability!
… I have the cutoff line of the psionic talent …
After entering the winery, Leon asked Olica to take a rest first. He noticed that Sulia's maid, Sylvia, who was also his head maid, was wearing a Brittanian noble's costume and was busy taking notes. Sylvia, who had a very serious personality, was twenty-four years old this year. Seeing Leon come in, Sylvia immediately stood up. "Count, you're back?"
"Yes, I'm back. Where's Suria?" Laing took off his robe and hung it on a hanger.
"The young lady is waiting for you on the second floor. Mr. Armand and Mr. Anglo are also there." For some reason, Sylvia blushed when she saw Laing. Her handsome face and purple eyes first stared at Laing, then noticed Juan behind Laing. "This is?"
"Let me introduce you. This is Juan Carlos Sungazer, the son of Duke Rubio Sungazer of Estalia Magritte. He's an official Knight of the Sun and is now my subordinate," Laing introduced with a smile.
Then, Laing introduced Sylvia to Juan. "This is my head maid, Sylvia."
"Hello, Lady Sylvia." Juan immediately bowed, but Sylvia was obviously not very enthusiastic about this foreign knight. She picked up her things and said, "Lady Suria is already waiting for you upstairs. Hurry up. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."
With that, Sylvia nodded at Clayon and left on her own.
"Let's go."
"Okay."
Pushing open the door, the room was air-conditioned. Today, Suria was wearing a delicate black dress with irises on it. Her elegance and gentleness were perfectly combined. Laing's wife was sitting behind the table, discussing something with Armand and Anglo. Seeing Laing come in, Suria stood up excitedly. "Laing, you're back?"
"Yes, I'm back. Let me introduce …" Laing smiled and nodded. He gently hugged Suria and introduced Juan to everyone in the room.
"Welcome, welcome. Welcome to the new knight. It seems that my status here has decreased." Armand, the Knight of the Holy Grail, smiled and shook hands with Juan.
"No, no, no. I'm the lowest in Laing's territory. I don't accept any objections." Anglo also smiled and shook hands with Juan. "Welcome, young Knight of the Sun."
"Juan was born in a noble family. He's the new boss. I'm just a country bumpkin from Nord. I'm ashamed of myself." Laing also smiled. "You're an official knight at the age of eighteen. You're amazing. I'll be the only newbie left in this place."
"I wouldn't dare." Juan was a little proud of everyone's flattery. He had a reason to be proud. After all, he was only eighteen this year. Being able to complete the knight course in the Goddess of War Academy alone and become a Knight of the Sun was something that not many people at his age could do.
After a brief introduction, Anglo and Armand stood up to leave. Suria also arranged for a maid to take Juan to a hotel in the town first. When everything was ready, the young knight, his squire, and the group of servants would be arranged to live in a house.
After everyone left, only the couple was left in the room. Laing sat down and said in a flattering tone, "Madam, what did brother and Armand want to discuss with you?"
"Oh? Laing, you're still concerned about this? " Suria calmly took a sip of the black tea on the table. The corner of her cherry red lips curled up slightly. "I also wanted to ask you if your trip with Madam Veronica and Madam Veronica was pleasant."
The female knight's words were slightly sour. She originally wanted to go with Laing as a vacation, but considering that the territory needed someone to hold the fort during the spring plowing season, Laing decided not to bring her along in the end.
This made Laing feel a little guilty. He had enjoyed himself quite a lot during this trip.
Emilia's pregnancy made Suria feel a sense of crisis. She was obviously a little dissatisfied with Laing going to Estalia for three weeks. However, Suria had always been gentle and considerate. She sighed softly and walked out from behind the table. She sat opposite Laing and crossed her long legs in thin black pantyhose. "Actually, it's nothing much. It's just that the granary is about to explode."
"The granary is about to explode?" Laing wanted to laugh when he heard this.
"Yes, the large amount of grain in the territory has almost completely filled the granary. It's estimated that this autumn harvest, the grain we'll harvest will fill the granary to the brim." Suria also felt happy and troubled. The female knight continued, "Now there are two opinions in the territory. The first is to distribute the surplus grain to the serfs and donate it to the local church. This will speed up the growth of the population and stimulate the serfs' work efficiency. This is the idea of Anglo's brother."
"The second opinion must be to export the grain?" With Laing's ability, he naturally knew what the second opinion was. "It's hard to imagine that this is Armand's idea."
In Laing's memory, Armand was a person who hated evil. He buried himself in practice and prayer all day long. When he encountered problems, he would directly solve it through brute force.
"I guess this is actually Xhex's idea." Suria shook her head. She said with great interest, "It's probably not convenient for Xhex to say it directly, so she let Armand do it. After all, Armand is a Grail Knight. He and Xhex are both Brittany natives."
After hearing this, Laing frowned. He knew that after a series of developments, there were beginning to be factions under his command. Olivier and Lopes were foreign knights, so it was natural for them to have a better relationship. Xhex and Armand were Brittany natives, so their habits and values must be closer.
Also, the newly promoted Knight Lucian from the Kingdom of Vanford must have joined this faction, and this faction was undoubtedly Suria's hardcore supporters and loyal supporters of the Lady of Vanford.
As expected, if he handed over the internal affairs to Suria, the result would be like this. The female knight would definitely be more willing to promote and take care of "her own people".
However, this wasn't a big deal. As the saying went, 'no guts outside the guts, no factions within the guts'. There were all kinds of strange things. Where there were people, there would be politics and Jianghu. As Ryan gradually grew stronger, it was inevitable that there would be factional disputes under his command. As long as there was good guidance, factional disputes would not be a bad thing, but a good thing.
"I think Armand's idea is better. I think our dear Kurfürst White Wolf, Boris Todbinger, will definitely be willing to buy the grain. The more the better." Laing quickly made up his mind. He continued, "The Church needs to donate some, but don't distribute it to the serfs. We can't encourage them to get something for nothing. If they work hard, they can eat more meat. If they don't work hard, they can only eat black bread. This will stimulate the serfs' enthusiasm."
The Count had always been not very enthusiastic about donations, especially this kind of direct distribution. He had always believed in "helping the needy but not the poor". It was not that he was unwilling to help as much as he could, but he felt that people were lazy. If there was any relief, the Church would do it. They must not give the serfs the illusion that they could eat without working.
"Then let's do it." Suria nodded, and the proposal was approved just like that.
Then there was the next thing. Suria asked curiously, "Why did you kidnap the son of Duke Magritte?"
"Juan? He offered to follow me, so it's normal that he's not the first in line to inherit the throne. Plus, Duke Rubio of Magritte promised that he'll pay for all the maintenance fees before he dies or Juan officially inherits the title. " Laing nodded with a smile. "Since there's such a good thing, why wouldn't I agree? He's a talent."
"I see." Great nobles would send their sons who were not the first heir to other noble families with outstanding achievements to be groomed, and let them find their own way to obtain the title of nobility. This was the habit of the human nobles in the old world. Laing was also a human hero, so Suria did not find it strange. However, the female knight was very concerned about this matter. She wanted to leave a good impression on this young man before Juan gained a stable footing.
As Laing's wife, Suria could feel the great pressure. She had to take precautions against certain things.
"By the way, Laing, why don't you go to the Lady's tower later?" At this moment, Suria thought of something and added, "Her Highness Morgiana told me to go to her when you come back. She has something to tell you."
"Let's go together." Laing expressed his understanding. "How about we go to the Lady's tower and have dinner with Her Highness Morgiana?"
"Then … okay."
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