The Winter Veil holiday lasted for two weeks. During this time, everyone in the south of Brittany lived in peace and contentment. With the economic development, agriculture, and animal husbandry flourishing, the sharp conflict between the serfs and the knights was temporarily alleviated. As the threat of the Green Dwarfs, the Orcs, and the Undead was eliminated, many barren lands were redeveloped. Many knights began to form armies to develop barren lands for new titles. They often brought dwarves with them. The fixed tax stimulated the serfs to work hard, and the development of mining and metallurgy brought better farming tools. The rich serfs began to gain the status of free people. Everything was going well.
Except for the Duchy of Breon, because Duke Theodoric's "sentence" was not over, the entire duchy's internal affairs were still in chaos. The duchy's knights finally managed to drive Count Tobalo and his army out of Breon. They took a breather and prepared to rebuild their home. They did not even notice that Duke Theodoric's favorite granddaughter, Fiona, was missing.
One night during the holiday, Laing returned to the winery after visiting Suria. As François was also here for the Winter Veil Festival, he had many things to discuss with François. His father-in-law's rich life experience and control of the political situation benefited Laing a lot.
At night, the atmosphere on the third floor of the winery was good. Everyone gathered around a round table to enjoy the snow. François, Morgiana, Jerrold, Laing, and Veronica sat together to enjoy the dwarven Bagerman beer and talk about recent events.
Olga placed a cup of warm beer in Morgiana's hand.
Theresa and Aurora were busy with the finishing work of the Wizard Tower and the intensive training of the Witch Apprentices. They did not rest during the Winter Veil Festival. Veronica, on the other hand, was in a slump in her magic power, so she could accompany Leon.
"The scale of the rebellion in Lyonnaise is really big. Fortunately, Lauren suppressed it in time." Laing smiled and poured a cup of hot beer for Veronica. He then said to François, "If Lauren didn't defeat the rebel army in the battle of Rennes, the rebellious serfs might have gathered 100,000 people."
"So what if they gathered 100,000 people? They're just a bunch of rabble. " François did not mind. "Lauren's talent is also the best choice. It's not a problem for him to suppress the rebellion, but the problem is that it won't fundamentally change the current situation in Lyonnaise. The only thing Duke Aldred can do now is to ensure the safety of the remaining thousand knights in Lyonnaise and the core area. He can't control over the north, and food will not fall from the sky."
In the first week of the Winter Veil Festival, the largest serf rebellion in the history of Lyonnaise broke out. Tens of thousands of serfs gathered and shouted all kinds of slogans. They picked up sticks, forks, pitchforks, sickles, and hoes and officially started the rebellion. They shouted that they refused to pay the tithes and refused to serve the corvee. They decided to conquer Lyonnaise by force and build a country that "truly belonged to the Lady of the Lake".
The number of rebels snowballed. They looted the streets, attacked the castle, and smashed the barn. They did not dare to touch the temple of the Lady of the Lake and the Church of the Holy Grail. Everywhere they went, not even a blade of grass was left. Soon, the serf rebellion army was like a prairie fire and grew to tens of thousands of people.
Duke Aldrede of Lyonnaise could do nothing about it. He did not even have enough food to send out his troops. The castle of Lyonnaise still had not recovered from the destruction caused by Egil. The warehouse was empty and had to be used to house the refugees. The gold coins in the treasury were also running out. Aldrede could only watch as the serfs formed into an army and headed towards Lyonnaise.
However, the Knight King's court was not completely unresponsive to the situation in Lyonnaise. When the serfs formed into an army, Lauen, as the regent of the kingdom, did not conscript the serf army. Instead, he immediately led a thousand knights to Lyonnaise to help Duke Aldrede suppress the rebellion.
There were tens of thousands of rebels, while Duke Lauen's army only had a thousand knights. Along the way, they had to split up their forces to defend the place. The war, which seemed to have a huge disparity in numbers, ended quickly as Laing and François expected. The two sides met on a plain in the territory of Count Rennes. Lauen personally led more than eight hundred knights and charged towards tens of thousands of serfs.
The battle ended in just thirty minutes.
Tens of thousands of rebellious serfs were defeated by the charge of more than 800 knights. Several rebel leaders were killed on the spot, and the entire rebel army was defeated by Lauren's attack. Then, tens of thousands of rebels disappeared, and the situation in Lyonnesse stabilized again.
However, just as François said, it was easy to suppress the rebellion, but how could the serfs fight the knights head-on? The real solution to the rebellion was to solve the famine problem of the serfs. At the very least, the serfs had to have enough food to eat or not starve to death. That way, they would not rebel. However, even the nobles of Lyonnaise could barely fill their stomachs. The food problem could not be solved in a short period of time.
Ryan and the others didn't consider food aid at all, because no matter how much food the South sent, these life-saving grains wouldn't be delivered to the serfs.
Morgiana just shook her head. Jerrold did not say anything. Laing sighed and said, "Lyonnaise has its own duke. We can't do anything about it."
"I remember that Lyonnaise still has one last elite troop." Laing suddenly remembered something. "The Lyonnaise Brotherhood of Lionheart Knights."
"The first great champion knight, one of the first twelve Holy Grail Knights, 'The Bold' Schiluff, left behind a famous legacy for Lyonnaise." Morgiana nodded, and the Lake Goddess Witch took over the topic. "This famous Brotherhood of Knights is currently maintaining law and order in Lyonnaise. Although they suffered heavy losses during Egil's invasion, they still have more than seventy knights in their ranks."
"Yes." Laing nodded.
After chatting for a while, everyone decided to go back to their rooms and rest.
On the way back, Veronica took the opportunity to grab Leon's arm. Magus Garland then whispered into Leon's ear, "Tonight is still the usual?"
"Okay, go back to your room and wait for me. I'll go take a look at the latest documents and come find you after I take a shower." Laing nodded. He gently hugged Veronica and asked her to leave first.
Since the female knight was pregnant, Laing had a lot of free time. Veronica thought this was her best chance, so she moved to the winery to live with Laing.
She went back to the master bedroom on the third floor alone.
The master bedroom was quiet and full of high-end furniture. A thick carpet was spread on the floor. Veronica opened the door and walked in. She looked at the luxurious master bedroom and sighed softly.
It would be a lie to say that Veronica didn't want to be Laing's wife, but she couldn't compete with Suria. She was content to be a female court official.
Now that the female knight wasn't around, Veronica had taken the opportunity to move into Ryan's bedroom. In a way, this was a complete victory for her, right? She couldn't help but feel a little proud of herself. She began to change her clothes.
Veronica changed into a charming flamenco red wine chiffon dress. The bright red dress was a perfect match for her tender and fair skin. Veronica's delicate face and sweet almond-shaped eyes revealed a delicate and graceful beauty. Coupled with the cold winter night outside, it always gave people a warm and romantic feeling. Veronica had always had absolute confidence in her appearance, and she also had a pair of slender and straight black silk legs and beautiful feet.
She took out a pair of fiery red high heels and put them on. Just as she was about to take a break and wait for Laing to come, the master bedroom door opened.
Knock, knock, knock.
"He's here!" Veronica thought to herself. Laing was so fast. She stood up and opened the door. "Laing, didn't you say … Hmm?"
It wasn't Laing who appeared at the door, but a woman with a flower crown on her head.
The smile on Veronica's face froze. "Mo … Your Highness Morgiana?"
"Why are you here?" Morgiana's expression turned cold when she saw that it was Veronica who opened the door. The Lake Goddess wore a pink dress with a curved lotus pattern. The dress had a high slit, revealing her beautiful legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. When she saw that it was Veronica who opened the door, Morgiana immediately stepped into the room. She said impatiently, "It's late, Ms. Veronica. You should get some rest."
"You're the one who should go back and rest!" Veronica retorted. "Today belongs to me," Garland retorted impatiently.
"But I'm here. Today belongs to me. This is an order, Ms. Veronica." There was a strong sense of authority in the Lake Goddess's green eyes. "You can go rest now. I don't want to fight you here."
"I'm not your subordinate. Don't you dare order me around!" Veronica was obviously angered by Morgiana's disdain. Her fingertips began to emit sparks. "Why don't you try?"
"Fool." Morgiana saw the situation and began to chant a spell. "It seems that the negotiation has failed."
"… That's normal." Veronica took a step to the side. "We can't come to an agreement in the first place!"
"Let's fight it out!"
The red and green lights of magic flashed back and forth in Laing's room for a while. Both sides of the magic duel appeared to be very restrained. They built a protective barrier to keep all the magic energy and sound inside.
Ten minutes later.
"Ugh! Damn it! "
Veronica collapsed in front of Morgiana. She was still at the pinnacle of the Legendary-realm. After all, she was no match for Morgiana who had regained her Sanctuary-realm power. "Damn it, I …"
"You're no match for me." Morgiana looked coldly at Veronica who had collapsed in front of her. She calmly said, "Alright, the winner has been decided. Go back and rest."
"This is not fair. We had an agreement at the Turkey Banquet last year …" Veronica still wanted to argue. She knelt on the ground and panted. "This is malicious competition!"
"The time is Suria's time. You were the one who asked for the duel. Now that I've won, tonight belongs to me. It's fair." Morgiana did not intend to give Veronica another chance to argue. The Lake Goddess Witch signaled that Veronica could go out. Morgiana took a step forward and was about to pull up Veronica who had fallen to the ground softly.
“？？？” Morgiana had just taken a step when the Lake Goddess suddenly felt her whole body go numb. She was forced to the ground. "What's going on? How did I … "
"What's wrong with you?" Veronica knelt on one knee. She was puzzled when the door of the master bedroom opened again.
"What a lively Winter Veil Festival, you two stupid humans." The voice of the dark elf came from the door. Olica walked in with a ghostly smile on her face. "The winner of the Pale Queen's ritual has been decided. I am the Dreadlord."
"Impossible, how did you …" Morgiana said in disbelief. "You drugged me? But when? "
"Have you forgotten that I was the one who poured you the beer when you were chatting?" The dark elf servant's face showed a treacherous smile. "This drug will take effect as long as magic power is used."
"Despicable …" Veronica and Morgiana were quickly tied up by Olica with ropes, blindfolded and gagged, and then put into the cloakroom next to the master bedroom. "I'll have to trouble you to be a listener!"
"Mmm, mmm, mmm …" Low moans came from the cloakroom. Veronica and Morgiana were hopelessly sealed by the dark elf servant's magic and locked in the closet.
Thirty minutes later, Laing finished dealing with the official documents and returned to the master bedroom. He found Olica sitting on the bed waiting for him. The dark elf was humming a moving tune. Her long black hair spread over the sheets, and a pair of beautiful feet wrapped in white stockings swayed back and forth. She seemed to be in a good mood. Seeing Laing appear, Olica immediately threw herself into his arms. "Master! You're back! "
"Olica? Why are you here? "Laing hugged the dark elf and asked curiously," Where's Veronica? "
"Miss Veronica had something to do at the wizard tower, so she left first. I'll accompany you tonight!" The dark elf buried her head in Laing's arms. Her tone was a little strange. "Master, I'll be with you forever. They may abandon you, but I won't."
Laing felt a little strange, but he still hugged Olica and fell on the bed. He said emotionally, "Yes, my Olica will not abandon me."
"Yes, master, I'm the only one you can trust completely." The dark elf secretly made a victory sign.
Ryan had a feeling that something was not right. He vaguely heard a moaning sound coming from the direction of the cloakroom. "Wait, Olica, why do I seem to hear something from the cloakroom?"
"I've arranged for the servants to tidy up the clothes!" The dark elf explained, and she gave him a kiss. "Okay, master, don't worry too much. It's time to rest. Let me serve you."
"Okay." Laing hugged his personal pillow and did not have the chance to think too much.
… I'm the dividing line of complete victory …
Time flew, and the Winter Veil was over. It was February.
North of the Chalon Forest, in the dense forest near the Grismori River, a huge camp had been set up. Countless war resources and food reserves were piled up here, and an army of more than fifteen thousand knights had been gathered under Leon's command, ready to attack Muxilon, which had been planned for many years.
To conquer Brittany, they had to conquer Mu Xilon first. To conquer Mu Xilon, they had to conquer the Spire Palace first.
Whether they could obtain the title of duke, whether they could become king, and whether they could remove this malignant tumor for the kingdom, all depended on this war!
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