In the middle of April, 2513 of the Empire Calendar, spring had arrived. Spring plowing was in full swing in all parts of Brittany. The serfs worked hard in the fields. Their harvest had to be tithed to the Lake Nymphs, the knights' shield tax, and their families' livelihoods.
Spring was bright and beautiful. The Principality of Muxillon had finally regained its former peace. Here, the people of the Empire, the natives of Muxillon, the people of Lyonarcy, and the newly immigrated Mrs. Kiesler gathered together to tell old stories. The whole city seemed a little empty, but because of this, it was full of opportunities.
There were many ancient rumors that the first Holy Grail Knight of Muxillon and his son Laing had buried an astonishing number of treasures in the depths of Muxillon. After the Knight King Laing had conquered Muxillon, he publicly announced that all exploration teams from the old world were allowed to explore Muxillon.
This led to a huge craze for exploration, and the first to respond were the knights of the kingdom. The knights of Brittania were particularly reckless and liked to achieve great things. Every year when they came of age, there would be many knights who would receive spurs from the elders of other lords. They especially needed achievements to show their strength and glory, so that they could be promoted to knights of the kingdom.
The Ranger Knights first formed a team to explore the underground of Muxilon. They encountered many enemies in the underground, including a few remnants of the undead, some mutated monsters that were born in Muxilon over hundreds of years of corruption, and some nests that the Skaven Ratmen had built under Muxilon.
For this, the knights also paid a lot of casualties, but they also gained a lot. They soon encountered several Necromancers and Skaven warlords who were trying to hide in Muxillon. This military operation attracted the participation of the expedition knights. In the end, an expedition knight named Tybalt met the spirit of Duke Laroche in the depths of Muxillon. The former Duke of Muxillon led Tybalt to the depths of Muxillon and found a divine artifact in an ancient shrine.
It was the Silver Cross Helmet of Laroche's Blessing.
With this silver helmet, Tybalt defeated the Necromancer. After a long battle, he finally gained the recognition of the Lake Fairy and became a Knight of the Holy Grail.
Tybalt's success made the knights of the kingdom go crazy. Very soon, Mu Xilon became a holy land for adventurers. Many knights hoped to be promoted through this method, which led to a craze for adventuring. Intermittently, many treasures and ruins were unearthed. Mu Xilon's underground exploration even attracted the Empire and dwarven adventurers.
However, what no one knew was that this was actually a show put on by Laing and the Fairy in the Lake.
After hundreds of years, due to Laing's reforms, the Fairy in the Lake's divine power had reached its peak. This was reflected in the fact that she could now bestow more Holy Grail glory to expeditionary knights. She could also create and bless more equipment, weapons, and holy water. The appearance of Laroche's spirit was also an order of the Fairy in the Lake.
His goal was to use this low-cost method to deal with the undead, Skaven Ratmen, and Chaos remnants that played hide-and-seek all day long in Mu Xilong's underground. His second goal was to attract visitors through publicity so that Mu Xilong's economy could recover quickly.
Every few months, the Fairy in the Lake would throw one or two items with her blessings into Mu Xilon's underground. It could be weapons, equipment, talismans, or holy water. Every time it was discovered, the knights would praise the Fairy in a frenzy. Then, more people would swarm over.
In the palace of Mu Xilon, Laing and Suria sat in the courtyard and enjoyed afternoon tea. Olica and Sylvia stood behind the king and queen respectively. In addition, Count Deven Hex and his wife, Baron Biokari Juan and his wife, Baron Merovin Armand and his wife, Old Guard Commander Bertrand and his wife, and Deputy Commander Davu were all present. Laing also called Berliat and his maid, Khorkina. Everyone enjoyed afternoon tea and discussed recent events.
After Lopes and Olivier died in battle, these people became the core of Laing's team.
The light rain in the afternoon moistened the grass in the courtyard of Mu Xilon's palace, dyeing the ground dark green and the bricks gray. There was a fresh and sweet smell in the air. Laing was sitting on a bench, relaxed. The king, dressed in casual clothes, was enjoying the rain with his vassals. This kind of fine spring rain was quite romantic.
In the courtyard, there were lush trees and flowers, and there were layers of ripples in the pond. The courtyard was not large, and half of it was still under construction. However, this did not prevent Laing from taking a break. The king turned his attention to his wife, Suria. Today, Suria was wearing a Brittany court dress, a light grey dress with a mermaid tail, and ultra-thin and delicate flesh-colored pantyhose, which made her the most gorgeous. At this moment, the queen was entertaining several noble ladies in a gentle manner. Even Khorkina, who was the youngest and least polite, was kind to her, which really made this little beauty from Kislöw feel flattered. Khorkina had never seen such a noble lady or attended such a high-level banquet. She was instantly conquered by Madam Suria. She kept acting rudely, which made everyone laugh. Seeing that Laing and Suria did not mind, they also laughed.
On the men's side, everyone's relationship was relatively harmonious. Even the newcomer, Davu, was treated with great courtesy. Only Berliat was treated coldly because of the gloomy aura all over his body. However, Berliat did not care about it. He even hoped to see this scene. He knew that the more he was treated coldly by these knights and nobles, the more important he would be to Laing.
Picking up the teacup, breathing in the moist air, looking at the gloomy sky and the embryonic palace in the spring rain, Laing asked Count Deven Hex, "Is there any problem with Lucian's side?"
"The marquis should have arrived in Estalia by now." Hex said respectfully, "If there are no accidents, in June this year, all three guards of the Wretched Land will be garrisoned and will start to play their role."
"Yes, the follow-up support cannot be interrupted." Laing nodded slightly. Lucian had been conferred the title of marquis by Laing. He was in charge of the affairs of the three guards of the Wretched Land. A small number of knights and nobles who volunteered to go on the expedition, more than a thousand veterans, and a large number of new recruits followed Lucian to the Wretched Land. Most of them were young people who were eager to be promoted and win a future through war.
Count Deven Hex was now in his forties and had a goatee. He wondered why the king had shaved off his goatee recently, but it was obviously not a big deal. What was important was that he quickly focused on the matter of Lucian being promoted to marquis in one go. Hex sighed in his heart. This was clearly a very good promotion opportunity, but he missed it.
The problem with Hex was that he was particularly good at managing and training troops. He could carry out every order of Laing's very well, but if there were unexpected situations on the battlefield, Hex's reaction speed would not allow him to quickly make judgments and react according to the situation. Therefore, he was not a suitable candidate to go to the Wretched Land, and Laing would not consider him either.
"Is there any news from the Arden Forest?" Laing asked Juan and Bertrand. It was difficult to eliminate all the Orcs and Green Dwarfs in the Arden Forest. However, the Knight King's Kingdom, under the leadership of Laing, had a strong army, so the Orcs and Green Dwarfs didn't dare to stray too far from the Arden Forest.
"No, Your Majesty. We cleared the perimeter of the Arden Forest." Juan nodded and said, "We didn't find any traces of the Orcs. Previously, Marquis Loire cleared the perimeter of the forest. Thanks to the Coldstream Guards that you sent to him, he eliminated two Orc gangs."
"Hmm, that's the nature of the Orcs. Eliminating them is very tiring. The Orcs like to play hide-and-seek with us. If we don't eliminate them, they will attack our villages, towns, farmlands, and livestock," Laing said seriously, "Every year, we have to dispatch troops to clear the perimeter. Don't be negligent."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone nodded.
"Bertrand, Davu, there are many married soldiers and officers in the Old Guard, but everything has to be done according to my rules. Besides official holidays, you'll be given two days off every ten days. Unless there are special circumstances, you're not allowed to leave the barracks. After dinner, you're allowed to have some free time," Laing instructed.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Bertrand nodded immediately. The old commander of the guards had just gotten married, but it only took him two weeks to return to his post. Bertrand always had a sense of urgency. He was afraid that he would be left behind.
"According to the news from the Sea Gate Pass, the Sea Gate Ironclad Warship that we ordered is on its way to Brittany. Your Majesty, please give it a name." Armand wasn't concerned. He took out a new piece of news and said, "According to the news from the Sea Gate Pass, the son of King Belega, Solgrin Ironhammer, and his Small Mustaches are on the ship."
"A name?" Laing's interest was piqued. "What's a good name? In my opinion, why don't we brainstorm and discuss this together? "
"Give this Ironclad Warship a name?" Everyone was interested.
"Give this Ironclad Warship a name." Laing repeated. The king leaned back in his chair and looked at everyone. "This is the Ironclad Warship that we ordered from the dwarves of the Sea Gate Pass at a high price."
Everyone looked at each other. They were hesitant and did not speak. Seeing this, Clayon directly called out, "Hex, you go first. We'll take turns."
Count Devin was a little overwhelmed after being called out by the king. He lowered his head and thought for two minutes before he suggested, "Your Majesty, this is our first Ironclad Warship. In that case, we'll have to give it a memorable name. Why don't we name it after Landuin or Laroche? Or King Laing, Queen Suria, or King Laing. "
"We already have the Landuin. As for the Suria … we don't need that for now." Laing glanced at his wife, who was enjoying her afternoon tea. Seeing that Suria was not interested in the topic, he rejected the idea. "Naming it after yourself would be too extravagant."
"I don't have any other ideas, Your Majesty." Hex quickly threw the hot potato to someone else.
"Juan, you do the talking." Laing had to ask Juan to do the talking.
"Your Majesty, I think we can name it after the famous admirals in history. For example, Hood? Richelieu? The Eldridge? "Juan took the opportunity to ask.
"Hood? Richelieu? " Laing frowned. Knight King also rejected the idea. "These names are good, but they've all been used before. Don't repeat them … Armand, what do you think?"
"Why don't we just call them Arthur or Altoria?" Armand's suggestion was a little too conservative. Laing thought for a while and still shook his head. "That's too big. Armand, this is only the first ironclad. If the first one is named like that, what about the rest?"
After that, Bertrand suggested Elizabeth, Isabella, or Lexington. Laing rejected the idea with a pained expression.
Da Wu suggested "Radiance", "Unicorn", and "Lady of the Lake", but Leon did not agree. The King's expression was twisted into a mess. Couldn't these people come up with something more reliable?
Why do I feel like I'm in the wrong place?
After thinking for a long time, Laing finally looked at Berliat. "Berliat, what do you think?"
"Your Majesty, what do you think of Avral and Crown Prince?" Berliat was very serious. He did not even smile. "Borodino is not bad. It's the village where the former Tsar, Boris, defeated the barbarians in the north."
"Hmph! This is Brittany's warship! How can you use the name Kislöw, Berliat?! You should know which country you're from! " Xhex took the initiative to scold Berliat. Count Devon thought for a while and suddenly had a suggestion. "Your Majesty, the reason we need an ironclad is to suppress the ocean and show the might of Brittany, right?"
"Of course." Laing nodded.
"How about this? I have a few names that fit this theme." Xhex continued, "For example, Dingyuan, Zhenyuan, Ningyuan, Jiyuan, Weiyuan?"
"…"
"I'm speechless." Laing was speechless. The king covered his face with his hand and leaned back in his chair. He looked up and sighed. "Then I might as well call it Marauder, Black Legion, or Planet Killer. At least it won't sink so easily."
No one had any more ideas. In the end, Laing could only look at his wife. "Suria, do you have any good suggestions?"
"How about Enterprise? An enterprise is a combination of businesses, but it can also represent a kind of virtue. It is the meaning of 'progress' and 'moving forward bravely', which is in line with the current state of our nation and the trend of victory in the Great Expedition. "Sulia picked up the black tea and said gently," It also represents a good beginning. "
"Very good, we'll call it Enterprise!" Laing finally heard a reliable name. The king was touched. His wife was the best.
Before Laing could finish, the dark elf maid, Olica, walked up from behind and whispered, "Master, Lady Veronica, Lady Aurora, and Lady Teresa have sent news that they are close to the port of Le-Angoulême."
"Okay, I got it." Laing nodded. The king had already turned his attention to the next matter.
Then, how to deal with the remnants of the Garland Council would depend on the negotiations with Veronica, Teresa, and Aurora.
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