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"We arrived at the south of Lyonnaise, where we learned a lot of information." As a Lyonassian, Raymond felt a tinge of sadness when he said this. He had returned to his old village, and all he saw was ruins.
The entire village was now deserted, but traces of the rebellion could still be seen.
"Currently, many castles and cities in the north of Lyonasser have become deserted. Due to the disaster caused by Egil's invasion, both the nobles and the civilians in the north have not recovered from the heavy losses. Therefore, there are many areas where the serfs have rebelled and declared the establishment of their own country, or where the nobles have declared independence. However, as the Duke of Lyonasser, Aldrede has no ability to manage them.
"On the other hand, the nobles in the south of Lyonasai banded together and refused to listen to Duke Aldrede's orders. Instead, they asked Duke Aldrede to grant them more independence and better treatment."
"Currently, the serfs in Lyonnesse are rioting. Rebellious serfs are everywhere. They gather in the forest and set up camps in the hills in the north. The nobles turn a blind eye to this. Instead, they fight for the right to claim their titles and land. Every month, small scale fights and even small scale civil wars happen in this duchy," Lucien explained.
"If there is no external intervention, Lyonnesse is only a step away from a full-scale riot. A full-scale civil war could erupt at any time."
Laing signaled for them to stop. The count continued, "The problem with the Duchy of Lyonasse has been going on for a long time …"
The Duchy of Lyonassi had suffered a great loss in the attack of the King of Scalins, "Red Eye" Egil. As one of the three largest Duchies in Brittany, Lyonassi used to have nearly 4,000 registered knights.
The duchy had suffered heavy losses during the invasion of Red-eyed Egil. According to Morgiana, there were only a little more than a thousand registered knights in the Duchy of Lyonassi.
Generally speaking, having too many knights was not good news for a Duchy. Whenever the lords realized that there were too many knights, they would organize a knight war or a knight expeditionary force. These extra knights would be sent to their deaths, and they would use this opportunity to select the best knights. This was an unwritten rule in Brittany. Even if there was a big loss, the knight families would immediately replace it with squires.
Just like this time, Laing and François's knight alliance had suffered great losses in the Battle of Blackstone Stronghold and the Battle of La Mesenelle Abbey. This kind of war was not only harmless to the Duchy, but also beneficial.
However, the loss of Lyonassi in the Duchy of Egil's invasion was beyond what the Duchy of Lyonassi could bear. Apart from losing a large number of knights, the soldiers and serfs also suffered heavy casualties. This made the Duchy of Lyonassi unable to recover from the setback. The former Duke, Dalhead, chose to go on an expedition to atone for his sins after the war. He left the Duchy of Lyonassi to his son, leaving the Duchy of Lyonassi with exhausted and broken knights and famine-stricken peasants.
The Duchy of Lyonassi and its surrounding areas were only under Duke Aldrede's control.
The serfs' rebellion in the North was getting more and more intense. After all, the serfs did not have enough food to eat. A rebellion was inevitable, and neither Duke Aldrede nor the local nobles were able to solve it. The rebellious serfs rushed into the Duchy of Lyonassi, killed the local lords, stole their wealth, and enjoyed the wives and daughters of the knights. The noble ladies and noble ladies were the favorite of the rebellious serfs, and they were praised by the leaders of the rebellious serfs. From the elegant noble lives to the tragic public goods, many noble ladies and ladies abandoned their territories and returned to Lyonassi. The excessive number of nobles made Lyonassi extremely crowded, and the financial and food pressure increased.
To make matters worse, the nobles in the South of Lyonassi also started to rebel.
Historically speaking, the South of Lyonassi was originally the territory of the Muxilon Duchy. Due to the incident of the Mad Duke Merovin, most of the Muxilon Duchy was annexed by Lyonassi. The local Muxilon nobles were happy to be free from Merovin's bloodthirsty rule. However, they soon realized that they were excluded from the center of power in Lyonassi. Their fiefs and manors were gradually invaded by the nobles in the North of the Duchy of Lyonassi. Of course, the former Muxilon nobles were dissatisfied.
Previously, the northern nobles had the upper hand, but now, they no longer had the upper hand. The former Muxilon nobles had also suffered heavy losses in several wars. The survivors decided to unite and speak out.
They were even plotting for independence.
After the brief private meeting, Laing was still discussing the issue with Suria when they came out of the carriage. The couple sat together in the carriage. Suria continued, "If Bertrand and Raymond's investigation is correct, then it's only a matter of time before the entire Lyonassi goes into chaos. This is likely to cause some unpredictable changes in our attack on the Muxilon Duchy."
"…" Laing did not say anything. He only nodded slightly and did not say anything.
Seeing that Laing did not say anything, Suria continued, "Do we need to discuss this with father and the other champion knights of Quinnalese?"
"That's fine. Let's pool our ideas together. However, this might not be of much help to Lyonassi." Laing nodded at first, but then suddenly shook his head. "We might be able to come up with a lot of ideas, but that's just a discussion. Suria, the northern part of the kingdom is not the southern part. Their problem will not be solved in a short time."
Suria sighed after hearing that. "If only the northern part of the kingdom could learn from your reforms and change to a collective tax."
Since this year, the four duchies in the south of Brittany — Bordero, Winford, Bastogne, and Carcassonne — had all announced that they would learn from Laing's tax reform plan. The original tax of nine out of ten (Winford's tax was seven out of ten) was changed to a fixed tax. They also adopted a tax reduction policy to encourage the serfs to work more and the nobles to redevelop the barren lands. As long as a barren land could be defended for three years, the dukes were willing to create a new noble title.
The castles and villages that had been abandoned for many years were restored. Servants of Chaos were hunted in the forest. Many barren lands that had been abandoned for a long time were resettled. The light of the goddess had once again shone on many corners of the southern part of the kingdom. The advanced smelting technology and industrial technology introduced from the Empire and the dwarves had brought huge profits. The prosperity of trade, the harvest of agriculture, and the innovation of industry had greatly changed the lives of the serfs. The sharp conflict between the knight class and the serf class had been alleviated to some extent. The huge profits from the import and export trade led by Laing benefited the knights of the several duchies. When they were benefiting, the nobles who had long realized the problem of the kingdom began to stand on Laing's side. Many conservative nobles were enjoying the profits while their voices of opposition were gradually reduced.
This was because they realized that perhaps Laing did have the ability to rejuvenate this thousand-year-old kingdom.
François and Berchemund took the opportunity to jointly issue a statement supporting Laing's view. The clear stance of the two Holy Grail Knights from the Sanctum ensured that the reform would continue to be implemented and gradually deepened.
After the Estalya incident, Duke Bodrick of Bordero stood his ground. For the first time in Brittany history, he officially visited the Mannen Grand Temple on the island of Bordero as the Duke of Bordero. No one knew what Duke Bodrick and Mannen talked about, but after he returned, he announced that Bordero would fully support Laing's attack on Musillon.
"I'll inform Olivier and his men, and send more people to keep a close eye on Lyonasser's movements." Laing finally made up his mind after thinking for a long time. "Also, send a message to Duke Lauen. Tell him about Lyonasser's problem and ask him to intervene."
"Yes, I understand." Suria nodded to show that she understood.
When the couple returned to the castle, the sorceress Teresa was already waiting for them.
"Laing, mother has decided to lead a large group of witches to visit your territory after this year's autumn harvest. She asked me to inform you." The sorceress was wearing a refreshing white, revealing, and fashionable calico shirt with straight blue wide-legged trousers. Her tall and slender figure was fully displayed. Teresa was very happy that her mother was about to come here.
"Very good." Laing's heart settled after hearing this.
This attack on Musillon really did require her help.
… I'm the section dividing line of the witches' visiting group …
At the same time, in the Old World, Brittany, the cursed city of Musillon.
This cursed land was plagued by extreme weather all year round. When the wind was calm, the entire Mu Xilong would be shrouded in a thick fog. Even when the wind blew, it would be strong enough to topple trees. When it rained, it would be torrential. Sometimes, the rain would be mixed with large hailstones. Sometimes, the rain would be accompanied by lightning. Sometimes, the lightning would also cause wildfires. Fortunately, the wildfires would not spread too far because the entire land of Mu Xilong was submerged in swamps.
In the center of Musillon's Merovin Castle, the Dark Duke of Musillon, Matthew Bard, was sitting on his Throne of Blood. The young and handsome Dark Knight's face was getting paler and paler, but his strength was getting stronger and stronger.
Merovin Castle used to be a place where flowers bloomed. The flowerbeds used to be filled with irises. If one were to look from the top of Merovin Castle, they would see fireflies dancing all over the sky. At a glance, the entire plain would be dazzling.
However, that was hundreds of years ago. Now, there were no more flowers in Musillon. Even if there were, they were all withered and dead.
The Duke of Muxilong, Matthew Bard, stood up and looked out of the window. It was June, and it was raining hailstones in Muxilong. Strong winds were blowing, drenching Matthew Bard's black and gold satin robe.
Matthew Bard's expression was a little dazed. He seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, when he was a young knight full of chivalry and glory. He came to Musillon for the first time and swore that he would save this land.
He used to be a loyal believer of the Lady of the Lake. Among the younger generation, no one was more devout than him. No one. Matthew Bard used to be one of the most skilled and glorious chivalrous knights. He had done many heroic deeds.
However, the lie was finally broken. When Matthew Bard came to Musillon, he found a cup of clear holy water in the abandoned Church of the Holy Grail. Matthew Bard immediately thought that it was a gift from the Lady of the Lake. He immediately drank the holy water, eager to become the legendary and glorious Knight of the Holy Grail.
Everything changed. Matthew Bard was not destroyed by the holy water because of his evil thoughts. He also did not receive an oracle or become a Knight of the Holy Grail. On the contrary, the magic that his Godfather, Lich King Arkham, left on him took effect. He knew the truth about the Lady of the Lake.
When he realized this, Matthew Bard was determined to seize the throne for himself and liberate this land from the lies of the Bitch of the Lake forever.
But how could he prove the lies of the Bitch of the Lake? Duke Musillon was puzzled. He believed that it was because of Arkham's magic and his trust in his Godfather that he finally understood the truth. However, if he told this news, everyone would think that he was crazy.
Therefore, in order to expose the lies of the Lady of the Lake, Matthew Bard had to become the king himself. Then, he would find a way to go to the Church of the Holy Grail and expose everything.
While the Dark Duke of Musillon was still thinking, someone knocked on the door of the hall. "Come in."
The one who came in was a Black Knight wearing black cursed armor and a dragon winged helmet. His name was Berit.
This Dark Knight's identity was special because he was the half-brother of the famous Holy Grail Knight of the Sanctum — Kalad Garamente. After Kalad's fiancée, Elizabeth, poisoned Kalad's father and stepmother, Berit, who was in extreme grief and indignation, swore that he would never forgive Kalad and Elizabeth's "atrocities." He left alone and swore that one day, he would make Kalad pay with his blood.
But in the end, he waited for the news that Kalad had become a Holy Grail Knight. Knowing that there was no hope for revenge, Berit chose to come to Musillon and pledge his loyalty to Matthew Bard. He was immediately transformed into a vampire. For revenge, he was willing to give up everything.
"What's the matter, Berit? I said, don't disturb me if there's nothing important," Matthew Bard said coldly.
Before Berit could answer, an angry and sharp female voice interrupted Kalad's words. The sound of high heels stepping on the solid stone floor was heard. A noble lady holding her princess dress barged in from the door. "Matthew Bard! So you're here! "
So it's this lady. Matthew Bard sneered in his heart. His handsome and pale face looked warm and sincere. "My dear, you're here?"
"We agreed on three years, but after three years, it's been three years. It's almost eight years now. Matthew Bard, when are you going to marry me?"
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