Proof of the Sun King

Within Ryan's territory, the settlement of the Angland clan.

Here is a small hill, where the statues of the three dwarves and gods stand, the long stone road is firm and level, the road is full of traffic, many serfs here are laughing all the way to prepare for the Winter Veil Festival, every house is decorated with lanterns, many serfs Shang Gang went home with wine and meat, and talked loudly about the Earl's victory. It seemed that as long as Ryan led the army to go out, the victory had already been determined, and what everyone had to do was to celebrate.

"Lane has done a great job in recent years. I can hear his name all year round when I stay in Corona." Duke Hagen said to Count Jean-Harlan: "Look at his town, I It feels like my castle is country."

"Count Lane took a chance to some extent, but it is a reflection of his personal strength and charm. Only ladies know why the wood elves are willing to trade with him." Earl Harlan shook his head: "But this is not the point, the point Yes... we have to seize this opportunity, the Principality's rebellion and food shortage are serious problems, and if the problem is not solved, my duke, our honor will be stained."

The words of Count Jean-Harron just hit the deepest worry in Duke Hagen's heart. He did not protect and govern the land and people given by the goddess. This is a very shameful thing for him, but this duke has always been bad at it. When dealing with internal affairs, he had to subconsciously ask: "It is a good thing for dwarves to establish a trading post and plan to develop that wasteland, but how do you think we should negotiate? Can we ask for the franchise of dwarf weapons? By the way, we ask these dwarves Submission? I don't want them to pay tribute, at least verbally express submission."

"Hey..." Count Jean-Harlan felt very speechless, he thought that it would be easier for you to ask the dwarf to pay tribute, and let the dwarf express his submission? Are you going to talk about cooperation or a book of war?

But there is no way. Duke Hagen's internal affairs level is like this. He has always been famous for his personal virtue and bravery. Generally, he doesn't care about internal affairs, but handed it all over to his cousin, Earl Harlan. Earl Harlan was heartbroken by managing the entire duchy, but Duke Hagen was at ease.

The two followed with a group of entourage watching the dwarf settlement from a distance, and Count Jean-Harron had to persuade: "My duke, that is a dwarf, although this is cooperation, but we are now asking for People, make concessions at this time, resume production as soon as possible, and suppress the rebellion is the top priority, and we can take back all other losses from the future tax revenue of the trade station."

"Well, yes, you're right." Although Duke Hagen didn't quite understand it, the duke was willing to delegate power: "Then how should we negotiate with the dwarves? Is it a matter of guessing or drinking? Dwarf wrestling? I'm not very good at that..."

The Duke's words made his regent nearly slam his head against a sign on the side of the road.

In the settlement, Bellegar is drinking with the patriarch Berrick-North Star, the engineer Dugan-Tiehan, the chief engineer Halhave-gold-seeker, and his chief rune blacksmith Slud-honest and others. By the way They discussed how to concentrate their strength, first build the Blackstone stronghold, and then consider how to conquer Bafeng Mountain.

After the previous failures, Bellega's mind became clearer. He said that he must make adequate preparations, at least mass-produce weapons and equipment, as well as artillery, and hoard enough food.

But the attention of the patriarchs, the guilds of craftsmen, and the engineers was not on this: "A brewery! A brewery that makes dwarven beer! And a tavern big enough to seat at least eight hundred dwarves! No! Wrong, the dwarves need this, only enough beer to rejuvenate our clan!"

"That's right! I think that's our priority, a brewery."

"Yes! Other things can be ignored for the time being. We think our top priorities are two, first, enough gold reserves, and second, breweries and large taverns!"

The dwarves chattered and discussed, Belgar also felt a big head, and the King of Eight Peaks was still a little relieved. Because of the base, his clan was full of vitality again. Currently, more than 4,000 dwarves have settled in the Blackstone stronghold. , to build a statue and a butcher church to drive out vampires and corruption. There are still about 2,000 clansmen left on Ryan's side. Bellegar intends to leave a thousand people to continue to live in the settlement here in Ryan's territory to serve Ryan. It's an answer.

The dwarves were noisy, the atmosphere was hot, and the beer was brought in barrel by barrel. The idea of ​​​​the brewery had been concreted into the implementation plan, and the gun workshop that Bellega cared about was still talking about it, which made the Eight Peaks Mountain. The king was a little unhappy. He tapped the table with his hand, but his wife Kermanek signaled to Belgar not to be impulsive. In the clan of the dwarves, the guild of craftsmen and the patriarchs have always held great power.

"Since they want to build it, let's build it." Kermanek whispered, "My husband, you have to learn to compromise."

Before the queen's words were finished, the door of the mansion suddenly opened, and several nobles from Brittany entered under the guidance of the Hammer Warrior. The strong smell of beer, tobacco and sweat came on them. There was some personal discomfort, but they held back and moved slowly, making sure not to outpace the languid pace of the Hammer Warriors who led their way.

Behind the nobleman, four humans carried a wooden chest inscribed with the head of a white stag on a red and black coat of arms, the family crest of the Duke of Guisoleaux.

Dozens of pairs of dwarves' eyes were fixed on the visitor, which made them feel some pressure. He made a standard general etiquette: "Your Majesty the dwarf, King Belgar of the Eight Peaks, I have brought Gisole. Greetings from His Excellency Hagen, Duke of Oaks, I wish you a body as strong as steel."

The dwarves glanced at each other and moved out of the way. Belgar sat behind the wine table. The king of the Angrond clan was a little embarrassed because he had to look up at the person who came.

Don't these humans even know the rules? !

"Who are you?" Bellegar said in an unpleasant tone.

"I am Jean-Harlan, Count of Nord-Guisoleaux, cousin of the Duke of Hagen."

"Oh!" The expression on Bellegar's face became better. Dwarves pay special attention to blood relations, especially for dwarves with few women, cousins ​​are equal to brothers, and nephews and nieces are equal to children.

From the dwarf's point of view, sending his own cousin shows that Duke Hagen attaches great importance to this matter, so Bellegar then asked: "So you agreed to our proposal to propose a trading post? Also, Lord Hagen himself Why don't you come?"

"The Duke himself doesn't quite understand the way dwarves speak, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings. We agree to your suggestion to build a trading post, but we have a small request..." Count Jean-Harren said cautiously.

"Oh, so you need the help of the dwarves?" Bellegar said directly and unceremoniously: "Tell me, what kind of help? Come and listen! What do you want the dwarves to do for you?"

Count Jean-Harren's face changed and changed. Even if he was prepared, he was still frightened by the directness of the dwarves. If anyone in the court spoke like this, the nobles would let him get out.

"There is a rebellion in the duchy, King Bellegar, we need your help, otherwise it will be difficult for us to establish a stable trade route and develop that wasteland when there is a serf rebellion." Count Jean-Harron simply said said.

"Help? Then you should go to your king, or ride your warhorse to kill the enemy yourself. What does this have to do with the dwarves? Why should the dwarves pay the price to help you fight?" Belgar's attitude was still not good.

Count Jean-Haron thought that it was fortunate that Duke Hagen did not come in, otherwise the two sides would definitely turn against each other.

The time has come to negotiate the terms, and Count Jean-Harren motioned for his men to open the wooden box.

Inside the wooden box were several dwarven pledge golds, several gold bars stacked up, and a large pile of gold krona and gleaming silver coins. Light and shadow reflect inside the house.

Bellegar and his people were instantly fascinated by the gold and silver in the box: "This is... for us?"

"The duke is generous, King Bellegar, we will not let the dwarves pay for our troubles, please do us a favor!" Count Jean-Harren used his own tone carefully, he was a little proud, the dwarves were very proud of the gold Silver's hobbies and desires are inscribed in the genes.

"Very good, I accept it!" As expected, Earl Harlan expected, Bellegar was satisfied with the money, he agreed, and the King of Eight Peaks motioned his men to take the box, and suddenly asked: "Then ... What are you going to do with those rebels? Execute them all?"

"Ah? This..." Bellega's rhetorical question surprised the visitor.

"I have a proposal... The dwarves need manpower..." Bellegar started to bargain according to the plan negotiated with Ryan.

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Inside the winery at night.

The fireplace in the room was crackling, and the cold wind outside was blocked by the window. Inside, Tyrell's rug covered the wooden floor of the room, and Ryan sat behind the cherry wood desk, looking at the documents, little The maid Emilia sat beside Ryan, leaning close beside him, enjoying the time the two of them were alone.

After this year, in the spring of next year, Emilia will return to Noor to become a duchess and elector.

Unlike before, who liked to comb her blonde long straight hair, now Emilia has her hair up, which means that she is no longer a girl.

After looking at the document for a while, Ryan suddenly said, "Amelia?"

"What's wrong with Ryan?" Emilia looked at Ryan very attached, her face full of reluctance: "What do you want to say to me?"

"What kind of Winter Veil Festival do you want to have?" Ryan asked casually, "I'll try my best to satisfy you."

"Hey?!" Emilia, who was wandering in the sky, suddenly turned red, and the little maid thought for a while, and said inexplicably, "Ryan, you really are! Your mind is full of that kind of thing!"

"Huh?!" Ryan wondered if I was talking to you about the same thing?

At this time, Suria pushed the door and came in. The countess was carrying a tray of snacks and smiled: "Lion, Emilia, it's hard work, take a rest!"

The dessert was some pastries and three cups of hot milk, and Ryan did not refuse. The three sat down to taste the dessert. Ryan put the delicate pastry in his mouth, and he smiled at Surya: "I was thinking, Duke Hagen will Won't you agree to Bellegar's conditions?"

"Duke Hagen won't agree, but Count Jean-Harren will persuade him to agree, Ryan, you don't have to worry." Suria's sea-blue eyes carried a little blame, she knew that her husband was deliberately asking herself: "You I clearly have the answer in my heart, but I want to say it~"

"We are one husband and wife. I want to ask your opinion on some things." Ryan smiled wickedly: "I always feel more at ease hearing you say it again."

"Duke Hagen has no reason to refuse, this is a mutually beneficial cooperation." Suria put down the teacup, and the female knight changed her long black silk legs to a sitting position, and continued: "It's the temper of King Belgar. , or the temper of the dwarves can easily cause some variables in cooperation, Ryan, I suggest that you also send a detachment to act with King Belgar."

"Well, indeed." Ryan nodded in agreement.

After chatting a few more words, it was already very late, Emilia kissed Ryan on the mouth a little aggrieved, and then went back to the next room to rest, handing over the time to Suria, the female knight had already arranged a servant shop After the bed was made, the couple got into the duvet, and Ryan hugged his wife's slender waist with some fascination: "Is there nothing in the territory for a while?"

"It's okay, the biggest trouble is that Ms. Teresa had some problems repairing her wizard's tower, but it's solved now~www.wuxiamtl.com~Suria leaned in her husband's arms, long blond curly hair Falling like a waterfall, she said with interest: "It's just that she wanted to build too well, but the budget was a little short. In addition, the Garland Council sent a team of ice witch apprentices. They obviously Unaccustomed to the relatively warm and humid climate here in Brittany, some were unaccustomed to the soil and water, and went to the hospital together. "

The thick curtains covered all the light, only the floor lamp gave off a dim yellow light, and there was the sound of "huhu" outside the window. Ryan's expression changed a little after hearing this, he hugged Sulia tightly, and whispered: "Actually, , I do not agree with Teresa coming here to build the wizard tower, first of all, as you said, she is not acclimatized, and secondly, she could have inherited her mother's wizard tower, and it would take too much energy and money to build another one."

"But you have no reason to refuse, who made my husband so good?" Surya turned around, she stared at Ryan's face: "You respect her choice, so you don't stop her, you feel pity for her, Feeling guilty again, so you accept her."

"I'm a man after all." Ryan blushed a little, and the man was a little embarrassed in the face of Sulia's teasing eyes.

"Is that so, why don't we have a banquet at the time of Winter Veil?" Sulia's eyes suddenly flashed, and she continued, "Take Ms. Veronica, Ms. Teresa, How about Emilia, Morgiana, and Orika all gathered together for a turkey dinner?"

"wtf?" Ryan opened his mouth wide.

The more surprising thing is yet to come.

A dazzling light suddenly appeared in the bedroom, a soft body fell from the light, and the fragrance of irises overflowed. The person who came around hugged Ryan's neck and got into the bed and lay on Ryan's body.

"Good idea~ I want to participate too!"