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Chapter 509

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Three days later, early in the morning, Morgiana personally sent Laing and Suria off.

Suria's face was radiant and charming, while Laing's complexion was still not bad.

After leaving the Fairy Tower in the middle of the lake, Laing rested for a day and felt much better.

Laing always felt that after coming back, even Suria seemed to have become clingy. The female knight was now with him all day long. However, the count could understand. As the wife, Suria still did not have an heir. This was something that the female knight could not bear, especially when Emilia was pregnant.

The nobles' court was darker and bloodier than expected. Without a qualified heir, Suria's position as the wife was not completely stable.

Thinking of the little maid, Laing was a little worried. He did not know how Emilia was doing. He sent Baron Deven Hex to Brunswick and Nur to deliver a certificate of recognition signed by him personally, acknowledging that he was the father of the child in Emilia's belly. He also sent a bottle of berry wine and the diluted Water of Life.

The diluted Water of Life was obtained from the dark salon he participated in in Marienburg. The berry wine came from the wood elves' apology for the betrayal of Morgiana. At that time, the wood elf queen Aleil's chosen champion, Aralos the Brave, and the female prophet, Liv, sent four bottles of berry wine. Laing drank one bottle in the championship match with Egil, so there were still three bottles left.

Laing asked the Fairy in the lake about this matter. The Fairy in the lake gave a definite answer, which was that the Water of Life and the berry wine were definitely beneficial to Emilia's body.

As for whether to go to Nur … Laing decided to listen to Galt's suggestion.

Now was not the time. Emilia was wrestling with the Empire's parliament to regain her position as the Kurfürst. Laing's appearance would cause too many changes and give Emilia's political enemies an excuse to attack her.

If Laing wanted to go to Nur, he could only wait for the dust to settle.

The only thing he could do now was to wait for the results.

Taking advantage of the time to prepare for war, Laing prepared to carry out the next step of his plan.

That was to audit and reform all the churches in his territory.

Unknowingly, it was already June.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. The summer sun burned the earth. Brittany's summer was not as hot as Estalia or Tyrell. The serfs could still work, and the knights could continue their training.

The air conditioning in the Earl of Glamorgan's winery.

In the dining hall, Laing, Suria, and Silvia were enjoying their breakfast.

"My lady, do you need some more milk?" Silvia was wearing a standard maid's outfit, and her blonde hair was wrapped in a headscarf. The head maid asked with a serious expression, "Mr. Laing, do you need it too?"

"Didn't I say, Silvia, you can just call me Laing from now on." With the delicious bread and butter in his hand, Laing pointed out Silvia's mistake again. "We're family. It's fine if we're outside, but you keep calling me Mr. Laing at home. Isn't that a little too distant?"

"Rules are rules! Even if you're my lady's husband, you still have to abide by the rules! " Seeing that Laing was looking at her, Silvia's handsome face blushed again. She quickly moved her eyes away and said in a tough tone, "You're the master, and I'm the lady's maid. Of course I should call you Mr. Laing."

Laing really didn't know what to do with Silvia. This maid's temper was as stubborn as a rock.

The earl himself was a little unhappy. He shook his head with a wry smile and didn't say anything else.

Silvia thought that Laing would give up on this issue, but as his wife, Suria immediately noticed the change in Laing's mood. The female knight spoke, "Sylvia, who's the earl of this territory?"

"Of course it's Mr. Laing," the maid replied without hesitation.

"Then who's the master of the house at home?" Suria asked with a smile.

Silvia finally understood what Suria meant. The head maid lowered her head. "But I'm the lady's maid …"

"You're our maid. Laing's orders are my orders." Suria continued. The female knight elegantly brushed her waist-length blonde hair with her hand. "Do you understand?"

Silvia didn't reply. She only remained silent.

Laing knew that Silvia had understood, but that was her personality. He didn't say anything else. He turned to Suria and said, "Suria, let's go after breakfast."

"Okay." The female knight nodded. Laing and Suria had already planned to visit a runaway slave who had escaped from Lyonnesse to Laing. "Sylvia, you'll come with us, right?"

"But …" Silvia was still a little hesitant. Facing Suria's gaze, Silvia finally agreed. "I understand."

Fifteen minutes later, they finished breakfast and prepared to leave. Since they were going to move in the town, Laing didn't bring many subordinates. He, Suria, Silvia and the new ranger knight, Juan, were all the people they had for this visit.

Within the cloakroom of the winery.

The 30-square-meter room was filled with Suria's clothes. It was evident just how rich and luxurious the countess was. When Suria married Laing, she used a few carriages to carry her clothes. In the year after the wedding, she bought many new clothes, accessories and shoes.

Apart from the ten thousand crowns from Anglo and eight thousand from François, Suria's dowry was also supplemented by the Lake Nymph and betrothal gifts from the emperor himself. Her wealth and status made all the noblewomen of the Knight King envious.

The female knight quickly picked out a sky-blue embroidered princess dress and a pair of milky-white suede heels. She changed with Silvia's help.

"Silvia, you don't like Laing, do you?" Suria suddenly asked as she looked at Silvia's reflection in the mirror.

"It's not that I don't like him." Silvia shook her head. "I just feel that he's unfair to you, my lady."

"Unfair?" Suria smoothed out the creases in her nude stockings.

"He already has you, my lady, but he still has many other women," Silvia said indignantly. Sylvia said indignantly, "It's his great honor to be favored by the young mistress, but he already has two female courtiers, and that dark elf maid …"

"Those are all women he had relationships with before the wedding. Laing promised me that he wouldn't have any more women after the wedding." Suria smiled. She actually wanted to talk to Silvia about that. The countess really didn't want her maidservant, who was like a sister to Laing, to get into a conflict with him. "He's already willing to make such a vow for me. What are you still so conflicted about?"

Silvia lowered her head and didn't say anything. Her blonde bangs covered her face.

Suria, who knew that her maidservant was only speaking the truth, decided to lay it all out. "Besides, what am I supposed to do? Do you think I'm going to use my status as the countess to make Laing's two female courtiers pack up and leave? Is that in line with the way of knights? If I can do that, what if Laing wants you to leave instead? You're making things very difficult for Laing. "

Silvia began to realize the countless problems within. She stood behind Suria, still not saying a word.

"Silvia, let me ask you. Do you really not plan to leave me and get married in the future?" Suria saw that Silvia didn't say anything, and knew that she had already realized the problem. The female knight simply went straight to the point.

"I want to be with you, my lady, for the rest of my life." Silvia's attitude towards this matter was very firm.

"Then as my maidservant, you'll become Laing's courtier one day," Suria said directly.

"My lady!!!" Silvia's face instantly turned red. "I'm only your maidservant!"

"Not only are you my maidservant, but you're also my dowry."

… I'm the dividing line of the dowry …

Thirty minutes later, Suria and Silvia, who had changed their clothes, boarded the carriage.

In the carriage, Laing was talking to Suria about some of the things that happened recently. He noticed that there were more and more churches opening in his territory. "Suria, have you noticed? There are more and more churches opening in our territory recently. "

"This is very normal. With the prosperity and wealth of an area, the churches will definitely come here to compete for believers. Don't forget, Laing, the Madam's church is your most powerful supporter." As the person who usually managed the internal affairs of the Countess, Suria was very clear about the churches in the territory. The churches had also visited Suria and received permission to preach.

There were many churches in the Old World. Among them, the most famous and powerful Church of Justice had already built a shrine in Laing's territory. The person in charge was Al Frey. Due to Al Frey's contributions in preaching, he was conferred as a respected Holy Knight. Due to Al Frey's successful actions, many large churches in the Old World had begun to preach in Laing's territory.

Among them, the most famous were the Church of the Goddess of War, the Church of the God of Death, the Church of the God of Death, the Church of the God of Nature, the Church of the Mother Goddess, the Church of the Goddess of Justice, the Church of the Goddess of Justice, and the Church of the Sea God Mannen.

These churches had already built shrines in Laing's territory and began to preach.

Not only did Laing not stop them, but on the contrary, as the Count, Laing encouraged the serfs in his territory to choose to believe in their own gods. He also guaranteed the freedom of belief. The Count said loudly more than once, "Belief is the number one productive force. We hope that everyone can find their own belief."

Laing's authority in the territory was, of course, unquestionable. He had always been worshipped as a god by the people. When they heard Laing's words, almost all the serfs began to face a kind of blissful trouble, and the churches also began to compete for belief.

The Church of the God of Death, Moore, had successfully infiltrated the professions and soldiers who were engaged in high-risk work. After all, no one wanted their soul and body to be played by the evil gods of Chaos or necromancy after they died.

The Church of the Goddess of War, Milmidia, spread among the trainee knights and sergeants. The priests of the Church of the Goddess of War were willing to provide these people with military education and literacy education, especially among the citizens who had just been promoted from serfs to freemen. Many of them were eager to read.

The Church of the God of Nature, Church of the God of Nature, Church of the Mother Goddess, Church of the Mother Goddess, was mainly spread among the serfs, hunters, and woodcutters. They relied on the land, forest, and nature to make a living. Under the preaching of the Church of the Nature, they were convinced that only by relying on their own hands could they earn wealth and maintain their reverence for nature.

The Church of the Goddess of Justice, Church of the Goddess of Justice, was most popular among scholars, officials, artists, and literate businessmen, because she represented justice and truth, and also meant protection and law.

The Church of the Sea God Mannen was, of course, the favorite of sailors and fishermen. Many serfs who made a living by fishing on the Shinon River converted to the Church of the Sea God under the introduction of the Church of the Sea God.

As for the Church of the Goddess of Mercy, Church of the Goddess of Mercy, Church of the Fairy of the Lake, I have already introduced them before, so I won't repeat them here.

In Laing's territory, the most influential church was still the Church of the Fairy of the Lake. Now every Sunday, the Church of the Holy Grail was often overcrowded. Almost all the serfs would come to the Church of the Holy Grail to pray for the blessing and favor of the Fairy of the Lake. There were even some signs of fanaticism among the serfs.

The ban that used to prohibit the serfs from believing in the Fairy of the Lake was gradually collapsing. Regarding this fanaticism, even the most conservative and stubborn knight couldn't say anything. After all, every devout believer wanted their god to be recognized by more people. Especially after Laing's words, the knights who were most determined to oppose the Fairy of the Lake could only whisper a few words in private, such as "the standard should always be higher."

Many merchants who often traded in Laing's territory donated large amounts of wealth to the Church of the Lake in exchange for protection and status. Morgiana, the Witch of the Lake, encouraged and affirmed the outstanding moral characters among them, and punished the poor moral characters and those who did not abide by the contract.

"It's better to have faith than not to have faith." Leon continued with a smile on his face. "Faith is a powerful weapon against the corruption of Chaos. Now that the serfs have food and clothing and have food in their homes, it's easy for them to let their imaginations run wild. The major religions will provide spiritual sustenance and ensure social stability."

"By the way, Mr. Laing, who are we going to meet today?" Young Juan was still fully armed. He was wearing the dazzling full-body armor of the Scorching Sun Knight. The young man was very excited to be able to travel with Laing, so he opened the curtain a little rudely.

"Mr. Juan, didn't your family teach you manners? Isn't it rude to open the curtain like this? " The young knight immediately met Silvia's sharp gaze. Juan could only smile to cover his embarrassment. "I'm sorry."

Laing did not mind. He took Suria's hand and explained to Juan, "We're going to meet Sir Bertrand and Captain Raymond."

"Oh! It's the Green Arrow, Sir Bertrand! The same Sir Bertrand who killed the Grand Necromancer Heinrich Kemmler with a single arrow during the Battle of La Messenelle Abbey? " Juan's eyes lit up. He looked just like a crazy fan. "Oh, that's so cool. I'm going to write a letter to my father … Mr. Laing, why are you going to meet Sir Bertrand?"

"Bertrand and Raymond are investigating the area around Mu Xilon under my orders." Clayon had a serious look on his face. "By the way, I also want to see Raymond's family. He fled from Lyonnaise. This time, he returned to his hometown to investigate. He will definitely learn something about the situation there."

"Understood."

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