The ancient sage's blessed land indeed had magical powers. As soon as the Enterprise and the Landuin left the waters near Ossouin under the escort of the High Elf fleet, the weather became very cold.
The decorations changed from the simple and practical minimalism of the Dwarves to the gorgeous style and complicated decoration typical of the High Elves. The Lady of the Lake redecorated the King's Suite on the Enterprise and moved in naturally.
Laing did not stop her and Suria from designing, because it was really not important to Laing.
The Knight King had nothing to do, so he fell asleep after lunch.
He slept from one o 'clock in the afternoon to four o' clock in the afternoon.
It was not until Laing heard the voices of Suria and the Lady of the Lake in the living room that he reluctantly got out of bed. The weather was very cold, and the temperature in the room was naturally very low. Although Laing was not afraid of the cold, at this time, he wanted to stay in the warm bed for a while.
And the king was a little weak recently.
Happy salted fish, happy salted fish every day. Clayon spread out his limbs, making himself look like a Chinese character. Lying on the soft bed, he thought about what he should do next.
The next step should be to accumulate strength, continue to deepen the reform, promote the industrial transformation, build a new industrial belt led by the Muxilon Industrial Belt, build a complete industrial system, carry out industrial upgrading, and ensure the stable development of society.
The general plan was to build high walls, accumulate food, and train elite soldiers.
Laing was going to continue to promote the reliable and useful people from the serf class to become free people, strengthen and expand the power of the free people, yeomen, workers, peddlers, and low-level bureaucrats. Now, the entire free class of Brittany only recognized Laing, the Knight King.
He would train the elites from the freedmen to form a new army. At the same time, the suppression and selection of the knights and nobles would continue. Leon closed his eyes and thought. First, he would force the nobles to give up more benefits and limit their privileges. Then, he would eliminate some of the incompetent lesser nobles and send them all to Araby to arrange the Holy War. He would see how many of them were still reliable.
Well, let those fair-weather friends (referring to the Grand Knights of the Araby Expeditionary Force), arrange it.
Sigh, Knight King's life was often so simple and unpretentious.
And boring.
As for the northern nobles led by Lauren, they had barely managed to catch their breaths in the previous series of wars. Instead, it was the southern nobles led by Francois, Bohemond, and Bodrick that gave Leon a headache.
These nobles were the earliest hardcore supporters of Laing, and were also the first to bet on him. To a certain extent, they were Laing's base, especially François. This cunning old man not only married his daughter to Laing, but also helped Laing cross the river and enjoyed all kinds of benefits. The Winford Duchy also relied on Laing to become the most prosperous and powerful duchy in Brittany.
But now, these people had gradually evolved into a vested interest group. Laing thought that now it was up to François and the others. Since they had received benefits, they would have to follow his path and guidelines. Otherwise … Don't be fooled by the fun now, be careful of the list in the future!
Knight King revealed an evil smile. He hugged the pillow and rolled twice on the bed, then clamped the quilt with his legs. After thinking about it, he felt that it wouldn't happen.
First, Berchemund's ability to handle internal affairs was worrying, but this didn't mean that the Red Dragon Duke didn't understand things. On the contrary, this old duke, who was at the peak of the Sanctuary-level and was close to becoming a demigod, knew his place very well. Ever since Laing's rise, he didn't care about anything else. He just blindly stood on the side of Laing and the Lake Fairy.
Then, Duke Bodrick and his eldest son, Baron Fedmond, combined their interests with Laing's in the sea trade. They couldn't cut off their own source of income. They would have to be crazy to give up such rich profits from the ocean trade and large orders from various docks.
So, only François was left.
Laing thought about it carefully and felt that François wouldn't go against him. At most, it would be a partial exchange of interests.
Because in this world, the situation was different. First, Laing's personal strength was strong to the point that great power came from his own body. Second, he had the unconditional support of the Lake Fairy and the Lake Fairy. Third, François himself should know. Although his father-in-law was old and cunning, he was still a Sanctuary-level Knight of the Holy Grail. His personal virtue was unquestionable. When Kemmler invaded Brittany, he stood up to protect La Messenelle Abbey. He knew what was most important.
After thinking about it, Laing finally decided to get out of bed.
"Laing, you're up?" In the King's Suite, Suria was sitting on the sofa and chatting with the Lake Fairy. The female knight was wearing a cross-buttoned collared shirt and a pale pink-hued skirt. Under the long skirt was a slightly thick gray unicorn pantyhose that wrapped around her long legs.
Today, the Lake Fairy was wearing a white snow-white Song of Love Assur rabbit fur knitted sweater and a purple pink-hued skirt. Her originally moon-white hair had turned golden. Under the pink-hued skirt was a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in gray unicorn pantyhose that was identical to Suria's. If Laing guessed correctly, his two wives should be wearing the same style of pantyhose.
This kind of pantyhose was bright, and there were faint fluorescent reflections on it.
Seeing Laing come out, the Lake Fairy immediately blushed. She grabbed the blanket on the sofa and wrapped it around herself. She shrank behind Suria and said softly, "… Good afternoon, Laing."
"What's the matter?" Laing thought that the Lake Fairy was really strange. Ever since she got married, she was really afraid of looking at Laing. As soon as the King sat on the sofa, the Lake Fairy immediately moved a few times on the sofa as if she was escaping. She hid behind Suria and wrapped herself in the blanket like a purple potato ball, not daring to look at Laing.
"If there's something, I'll definitely wake you up." Suria looked at the Lake Fairy's shy appearance and couldn't help but laugh. She patted the side of the sofa and motioned for Laing to come closer and sit beside her.
When Laing came closer, Suria pulled the Lake Fairy out from behind her and pushed her into Laing's arms. The Lake Fairy buried her head in Laing's chest shyly. "Suria, don't … don't do that."
With Laing in his arms, the Knight King sneakily reached out to touch the Lake Fairy's legs. He even touched her curled up feet. The Lake Fairy's feet were small and cute. They were even painted with pink nail polish. Her five jade-like toes were a work of art. The part of her feet that was pushed open by the fluorescent pantyhose between her fingers was especially alluring. Knight King was in a good mood. He said to Suria, "Have you checked the high elves' gifts?"
"I have. The total value of the gifts the Phoenix King's Court gave us is around 300 thousand crowns. If we include the 10 thousand gold dragon coins, the total is around 550 thousand crowns." Suria nodded with a smile and took out a small booklet. The female knight's eyes twinkled. "We really earned big this time."
"The high elves are really rich," Laing exclaimed with the Lake Fairy in his arms.
"It's … it's all yours …" The Lake Fairy buried her head in Laing's chest. "It's mine … You can use it if you need it."
"Hahaha, good, good." Leon could not help but laugh. The Knight King lowered his head and gently kissed the lips of the Goddess in the Lake. The Goddess was even more embarrassed. She reached out her little fists and hammered Leon's chest a few times. Then, she lay still and said, "Sulia is here. You can't bully me!"
"There's still some time before the Tide of Destruction descends. We have to go back to continue the reforms and reorganize the army." Laing ignored the Lake Fairy's words and said to Suria, "I wonder how the arrangements we made before we left are going."
"Laun and Morgiana will take care of it." Suria thought for a moment. She leaned on Laing's shoulder and said in a relaxed manner, "Father and the others will support you as always."
"I … I will always support you as well," the Lake Fairy said softly.
The door to the room suddenly opened. Olica, dressed in a black-and-white maid outfit, pushed in some fresh vegetables, seafood and meat. The dark elf seemed a little displeased. "Master, you have to take care of your Old Guard and the dwarves!"
"What's wrong, Olica? What happened?" Laing asked curiously. Olica usually didn't express her views on such matters. Why did she suddenly bring it up today?
"Belegar has a good son." Olica let go of the cart helplessly, and the dark elf maid told her what she saw.
In short, Little Solgrin Ironhammer and the other dwarves had been in Ossouin for a while, and they had made a lot of "art portraits" and "art books" of the high elves. They were all pictures of female elves. As everyone knew, the high elves could be called masters in this aspect, and their restrictions were not as strict as those in the old world.
Therefore, this group of mustachioed men became "profiteers" and secretly made a batch of art photo albums, which they were now peddling all over the Enterprise.
But what made Olica speechless was that many of the old knights and old guards who came along with the expedition really did pay money to buy them. Not only that, they all gathered together in groups of three to five to peek at them. From time to time, they would exclaim in amazement and praise, which was noticed by Olica who happened to pass by.
Olica didn't want to get involved in this matter at first, but she was a female elf after all. She had no choice but to come back and tell Laing.
"…" Laing really didn't know what to say.
"How about a little regulation?" Suria reacted quickly. "We don't need to prohibit the soldiers from holding these things, but we don't allow them to be made public. Otherwise, we'll confiscate them."
"The main reason is that there is almost no personal space on the ship." Laing said something fair. Knight King shook his head helplessly. "This kind of great expedition is indeed a kind of torture and test for the body and mind."
Suria saw that Laing had already decided on the matter and essentially agreed with her opinion, so she said, "Why don't you go and patrol the ship later? It's not convenient for us. "
"Okay." Laing agreed.
In the evening, after dinner, Laing patrolled the Enterprise and asked the soldiers to be more restrained. It was fine to take them out occasionally to admire them in private, but what was with the crowd?
After the patrol, Laing returned to his king's suite.
As it turned out, Suria, the Lake Fairy, and Olica had already changed into special clothes and were waiting in the bedroom. Seeing Laing appear, Suria smiled slightly, her beautiful face and gentle sea blue eyes full of meaning. Olica smiled charmingly and licked her lips.
Only the Lake Fairy wrapped herself in a quilt, revealing only a pair of beautiful green eyes. The goddess stared at Laing, her eyes full of shyness and expectation.
Laing suddenly felt a little weak. His face turned green and he was about to retreat.
Olica waved her hand, and the bedroom door closed automatically.
"Laing, don't even think about running away!" Suria smiled and motioned for her husband to come over. "Don't forget, you're still on your honeymoon with the lady!"
Laing nodded helplessly. It seemed that he could not escape tonight.
D * mn it. It will take at least two months to return to Brittany. As the Knight King and the geno prototype, I will not admit defeat!
I am the dividing line between not admitting defeat and not admitting defeat …
At the same time, Empire Calendar 2513, December, Old World, Kingdom of Brittany's capital, Culona, Knight King's palace.
Laing's appointed regent of the kingdom, Duke Lauan Leo Cornwall of Connet, was sitting in the palace, working.
Compared with the high-spirited Ryan when he was competing for the throne, Laughan, who was now the regent, had become more reserved and calm. The Matheward rebellion had been a huge blow to him, but fortunately, the lady had forgiven him, and the king had trusted him and made him the regent of the kingdom.
Lauan was very clear about Laing's idea. He was using his tolerance and preferential treatment to appease the knights and nobles in the north, implying that the king would treat all the nobles in the kingdom equally, regardless of north or south.
This move was very effective. The knights and nobles in the north had been hit hard in the previous series of wars, and Laing was surrounded by southern nobles. They had always been worried about whether they would be excluded from the core circle of the Knight King's palace. Now that Lauan was their spokesperson and regent, the knights and nobles in the north were relatively relieved.
But then, Lauan himself had to face the political demands and pressure of the northern nobles.
For example, regarding Obien, although Laing did not agree with Obien's expedition, the northern nobles, led by Duke Taubert of the Duchy of Le-Angoulin, Duke Adehard of the Duchy of Lyonnesse, and the local nobles of the Duchy of Connet, the Holy Grail Knight de Lyonnesse, were willing to fight Obien again and again, especially when Laing was not around. Their requests came to Lauan's table again and again, and they even emphasized that it was okay if the king did not want to fight. They would fight on their own!
This gave Lauan a headache.
Then what about the regent's own thoughts?
Looking at the gloomy weather outside the house, the large amount of snow in the palace, the bare trees, and the distant mountains shrouded in white snow and mist, Laughan's brows were tightly furrowed. He knew that deep in his heart, he also wanted to hit Obien.
Why?
Because Lauan did not participate in the Great Expedition of the Eight Peaks. After the Great Expedition of the Eight Peaks ended, the nobles, freedmen, and serfs who participated in the Great Expedition all won rich rewards and formed a self-identity. This sense of identity was jokingly called the "Eight Peaks Gang" in the palace.
The problem with Lauan was that he did not participate in this Great Expedition. First, he did not receive any benefits, and second, he did not receive any glory. This caused him to lack confidence as the regent. Compared to those nobles of the Eight Peaks Gang who had made great contributions, obtained great rewards, and gained both face and wealth, he automatically lowered his head.
This was also the reason why the northern nobles basically wanted to fight Obien.
And even worse, it was not only the nobles who wanted to fight, but the freedmen and serfs all wanted to fight.
Why? Because they wanted to rise!
Now, after Laing's reforms, the serfs and freedmen who had been suppressed for a thousand years finally saw a bright way to rise, and that was through war! All the surviving serfs who participated in the Great Expedition of the Eight Peaks Gang were promoted to freedmen! And from freedmen, there were a total of one or two hundred people who were promoted to knights! In addition, there were even Old Guard who received the highest glory of drinking the Holy Grail!
How could this not make the entire serf class and freedmen ecstatic!
Who did not want to be a glorious Old Guard and a Lord Knight?
I can do it! I can do it! I also have a chance!
The serfs and freedmen were even more fanatical about war than the Lord Knights.
From top to bottom, they all wanted to fight, which made it very difficult for Lauan.
While the regent of the kingdom was still having a headache, an attendant came in from outside.
"My Lord Duke, the dukes and Her Highness Morgiana have arrived at the palace one after another and are ready for a meeting! Also, the head of MI7, Madam Aurora Trovic, said that she has news to tell you! "
"Madam Aurora? What is she doing here? "
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