Laing had no idea what Teresa and Aurora were discussing. The count himself returned to the study of the winery and sat down to sort out some documents.
The wide desk was piled with all kinds of documents. Laing let out a sigh. He had drunk a lot today. After the banquet, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. However, as the count, he still had to sort out some documents. He also had an appointment with the Fairy of the Lake at midnight on the Lily Island in the Chalon Forest.
All kinds of materials for the attack on Muxilon were already in preparation. As the count, Laing had to personally review a lot of documents. Laing, who had drunk a few too many glasses, was a little irritated, but he had to do it himself. Brittany was different from the Empire. In the Empire, every Kurfürst had a mature bureaucratic system in their hands to maintain their rule. As long as they needed, the bureaucrats would quickly get things done.
In Brittany, the nobles had to take on these troublesome chores themselves. Laing sometimes felt very lucky to have a wife like Suria who was very talented in domestic affairs and gentle and considerate. She could always handle all kinds of things very well.
Reviewing the documents, Laing thought to himself that the bureaucratic system was indeed very annoying, but it was very necessary to exist, because it could ensure efficient administration, efficient handling of all kinds of daily affairs and efficient allocation of materials. This was something that Brittany's relatively backward vassal system could not catch up with.
For example, if Emperor Karl-franz, who was sitting in Brunswick, wanted a box of oranges, he only needed to give an order. An hour later, the bureaucrats appointed by the emperor would immediately send a box of oranges to the palace. After the emperor gave the order, he would not have to worry about this matter.
But what about Brittany? King Richard wanted a box of oranges, he had to send someone to check the warehouse. No oranges? Richard had to give an order to send a valet to search the market. No oranges? Then he had to sign a requisition order and go to the orchard to collect them.
Perhaps a few days would pass in this process, and Richard had to give the order himself.
This was the difference between the two systems.
With his own bureaucratic system, Emperor Karl-franz could free up his hands to deal with military and political affairs, or personally lead the troops to battle. He did not have to worry about the entire Empire being in chaos when he was not around. The simple and tedious things would naturally be done by someone else. The emperor only needed to focus on the important matters.
The lords of Brittany could not. They were forced to deal with a lot of tedious daily affairs. If they left their territory, they had to appoint a regent and acting officials.
But Brittany's system was not without benefits. It was precisely because of this vassal system that the military expenses and various supplies were distributed by the knights themselves. The knights would not embezzle their own money.
However, the Empire was different. The more troops there were, the longer the supply line would be, and the more military expenses and supplies would be distributed. Naturally, the bureaucrats would have a chance to take advantage of the situation. When Richard's valet brought a box of oranges into the palace, the valet really only took one box of oranges from his territory. When Emperor Karl Franz was tasting oranges in the palace, his subordinates might have already taken two boxes of oranges or even four boxes of fruits in the name of the emperor. Therefore, when Emperor Karl Franz was tasting oranges in the palace, his subordinates might have already taken two or even four boxes of fruits in the name of the emperor.
In the process of handing over the oranges, three boxes of fruits disappeared. Where did they go?
No one knew, and yet everyone knew.
And with the passage of time, the bureaucratic system would grow larger and larger, decaying and decaying. It was like a precise gear. Today, it was turning to maintain the rule, and tomorrow, it would continue to operate seamlessly. The entire system would gradually develop inertia.
After thinking about it for a while, Laing buried his head in the documents. Suddenly, the door of the study was pushed open.
Suria, wearing a white fox fur low-collared dress and a brown windbreaker, pushed the door open and came in with a silver plate. Her long golden curly hair glistened with water. The female knight's face was filled with endless tenderness. She came in front of Laing and put the plate on the table. "My husband, you've worked hard. This is supper."
On the silver plate was a cup of warm milk and a thousand-layer crispy cake. It was made with three layers of brown multi-layer pastry and two layers of sweet cheese sauce. Although the ingredients were simple, the process of making the pastry was extremely complicated. The maker had to fold the pastry repeatedly so that it would be delicious.
Laing looked up from a large number of books. When he saw the exquisite craftsmanship of the pastry, he immediately understood. "You made it yourself?"
"My lady taught me to make it." Suria smiled. Then the countess screamed. She was carried by the waist and placed on her husband's lap. The female knight was shocked. "Laing! You bastard! "
"My lady …" Laing buried his head in Suria's broad chest, enjoying the soft touch. "You're the best to me!"
"Of course, I'm your wife!" Suria stretched out her index finger and gently touched Laing's forehead. The female knight's breathtakingly beautiful face was filled with happiness. "Okay, eat it while it's hot. Are you going to Lily Island tonight?"
"Yes, my lady's oracle. The things we have been preparing before are about to bear fruit." Laing nodded, but he did not intend to let Suria go. He held his wife's body on his lap. "Suria, is there anything else? Talk to me. "
"Of course." Suria looked at the snow outside the window. The gentle female knight obediently leaned into Laing's arms. "Laing, I feel that your behavior today is a little strange. You seem to be deliberately distancing yourself from Lady Aurora."
"How am I distancing myself from her? I led my subordinates to welcome her outside the winery and even applauded. "Laing hugged his wife and said with a smile.
"That's not what I meant. You've done enough with the necessary etiquette. What I mean is, if it's really as I understand, you and Elder Aurora have known each other for more than ten years. But today, you're behaving as if you've only met her a few times. The sense of distance is very obvious." Sulia took the opportunity to ask the question she was concerned about.
"I did it on purpose." Laing's fingers slid through Suria's long blonde curly hair.
"On purpose?"
"Yes, in fact, my relationship with Lady Aurora and Teresa is very complicated. I think you know that Aurora once saved my adoptive father, Norman, in a war." Laing nodded. The couple tasted the hot milk and delicious thousand layer crisps sent by Suria while listening to Laing's story. "I also used to speak humbly in front of her."
"Laing, you don't seem like a person who holds grudges." Suria said with some amusement. "You're not the king of Belega."
"I'm not holding grudges. It's just that my status has changed now. But it's very likely that Aurora's impression of me hasn't changed. Maybe in her impression, I'm still that young man who has to bow in front of her, stand up and speak humbly." Laing said with a wry smile. "If I act very close, maybe Lady Aurora will really feel that she's still that unattainable Witch of the Sanctuary. Then, it'll be troublesome. I just want equality. It's that simple."
"So you're pretending to be cold to let her see the reality, because you're no longer that little knight who can be beaten up by her at will?" Suria immediately realized Laing's thoughts.
"Sometimes, a little distance is not a bad thing." Laing nodded. "I can't let my subordinates think that I'm weak and can be bullied. Besides, I'm the Lady's Chosen One champion."
"Yes." Suria leaned lazily in Laing's arms, and the couple enjoyed the warm moment. "It's fine as long as you think about it."
"Except for Veronica, all the witches have the same problem. They don't like men who are too weak, and men who are too strong … Forget it. I think you know that, Suria." Laing's expression was somewhat complicated. "In fact, I've already repaid a lot of favors to Aurora and Teresa over the years. I don't feel that I owe them anything. Teresa is indeed my female minister, but once I lower my stance, Aurora will definitely take advantage of the situation to come up with a lot of conditions and demands. When the time comes, if I refuse all of them, it will seem that I'm too cold. That's not the way of a knight."
"No wonder you've always doted on Lady Veronica." Suria didn't seem to care about Aurora's matters. The female knight thought that if Laing couldn't refuse some of the conditions, as his wife, she would come out to stop him. The female knight didn't care about this female elder of the Garland Council at all.
The two of them were affectionate for a while. Laing finished the last document and stood up. "Then I'll go out."
"Well, I'll wait for you to come back." Suria nodded. The female knight knew that the Fairy of the Lake's oracle asked Laing to go to Lily Island to meet her at midnight.
Laing gently kissed Suria for a few seconds, then turned and left the room, leaving Suria alone in the room.
Looking at the snow outside the room, Suria picked up the pen and was about to write something.
A sudden nausea suddenly surged up the female knight's throat. Suria took two deep breaths to calm down.
Then, as if she suddenly realized something, her originally pale face was suddenly dyed red.
… I'm the cut-off line of nausea …
Deep in the Chalon Forest, Brittany's Holy Land, Lily Island, deep under the lake.
In the vortex formed by the Fairy of the Lake's divine power, ten teenage boys lay quietly. Most of them were locked in a mysterious device. A pure vortex of psionic energy enveloped them, and the Fairy of the Lake's golden divine power also flowed around the boys.
The Fairy of the Lake, who hadn't appeared for a long time, walked in front with a golden holy grail in her hand. "These are all your remaining children. Only ten of them made it to the end. The rest either died because they couldn't pass the test, or couldn't withstand the energy explosion. Some were even swallowed by the realm of Chaos and turned into ashes."
Today, the Fairy of the Lake was wearing a high-quality silk dress. The slit of the dress revealed her slender legs, which looked slender and well-proportioned under the black pantyhose. The collar of the dress was tightly stretched by the Fairy of the Lake's ample bosom. Her ankle-length golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall. The Fairy of the Lake wore a crown of golden iris flowers on her head, and her body was covered with all kinds of pearls and jade, especially the set of platinum jewelry she got from Suria, which was the Fairy of the Lake's favorite.
The beautiful Fairy of the Lake was now frowning. She followed Hao Ren's footsteps, her beautiful black feet stepping on fiery red high heels. She complained, "Laing, you better make sure that your children are strong enough, or we'll have to pay a huge price for this experiment."
"The survival rate of the Gray Knights is very low. Even with my original body here, it would be a miracle if ten of the 300 boys survived." Laing frowned and followed behind the Fairy of the Lake. He checked the cultivation pods of the boys one by one. The Gray Knight geno original body looked at the remaining ten children and said, "My lady, I remember I only asked you to help me modify these boys. I did not ask you to put your god power into their bodies."
"My champion, please do not doubt my motives." The Lake Fairy turned around and pinched Leon's face with her little hand that was wearing a platinum bracelet and a platinum ring that had the Emperor's Blessing on it. She said angrily, "If it weren't for my divine power, perhaps only one or two of the three hundred boys would have survived."
After Laing heard what the Fairy of the Lake had to say, his frown deepened. He opened his mouth, but he did not say anything.
The Grey Knights' secret military plan that belonged to this world had started a few years ago. Last year, during the Winter Festival, King and Clarkson had brought over a dozen Grey Knights' gene seeds to Leon. At the same time, they had also given him the technology to train new Grey Knights.
Laing immediately started his plan to create an army.
Through the channels and help of the fairy in the lake, over the past few years, Ryan had secretly collected three hundred boys with enough talent for psionic energy. They were stored in the deepest part of the whirlpool at the center of the lake on the Island of Lilies in the Chalon Forest. He used the secret relics left by the ancient sages to implant and hatch the gene seeds.
But the success rate was extremely low. In the first month of the experiment, half of the 300 boys had died.
But that was the cost of creating the Grey Knight recruits. The Grey Knights were the last genetic legacy of the king. Their powerful minds and holy bodies were the most precious gifts the king had given to the Grey Knights. Even though the great sage of the Machinery Faith, Belisarius Cole, had used the geno prototype Ryan's blood to improve the creation technology, and even though Ryan's own psionic power could protect and guide the minds of the boys, making them more tenacious and resilient, the boys with psionic talents still died in batches.
Thus, without the geno prototype, the Gray Knights had to pay a high price to create new soldiers.
Incidentally, when the Imperial Emperor left, he took almost a thousand milliliters of blood from Clayon's body. It took Clayon several days to recover.
After a year, only 10 of the 300 boys were left. Those 10 boys would be implanted with the Gray Knights' geno seeds. They would slowly grow in the incubator until the geno seeds melted into their bodies and souls.
Those boys would become the honor guards of the Gray Knights.
They would fight alongside the geno prototypes until the end of the world.
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