Doom Girl Must Die Chapter 13

The next morning, in the castle restaurant, Narant enjoyed a hearty breakfast—white bread and bacon.

Although the taste of bacon cooked without a dedicated chef is not very good, and the white bread will be a bit harsh, but it is undeniable that it is the greatest luck in the world to eat these every day. Only nobles can taste this kind of food every day.

"Sir, the convoy is ready and ready to go!" As the breakfast drew to a close, Butler Thomas came to the restaurant to report.

"Then let's go!"

The biggest crisis has been temporarily lifted, and then we must find a way to develop our own territory.

Narant doesn't have any ambitions to unify the continent, but it is necessary to make money and support soldiers to make his territory the safest back garden.

The first step now is to inspect the territory and gain a comprehensive understanding of the Storm Leader.

Although Storm Territory is a 'land of doom', it is also a true baronial, equivalent to an area the size of a town in a previous life.

"I've seen your lord!" In the vestibule, Vivian and Quick, each with five subordinates, had been waiting for a long time.

Nodding to the crowd, Narant immediately got on his horse.

Today, it is not the original miscellaneous horse, Xiaohua, but the real war horse left by Anthony.

The whole body of the warhorse is white, and it stands up to a height of about two meters. It will become the exclusive mount of the lord in the future.

As for Anthony, the corpse has been taken away and cremated, and the unified caliber to the outside world is that he was killed by a dark creature. After a while, Narant will send someone back to Tulip Fort.

Today, the villagers of Maiye Village got up relatively late, because last night was the night of the meteor shower, and they also saw a large swathe of meteor shower falling on the territory.

So last night the serfs dragged their families and ran to the distant woods to hide, but to their surprise, the dark creatures they imagined did not appear.

It was not until the second half of the night that the puzzled serfs returned home one after another.

The serfs started to go out to work in the fields with their tools on their backs, but only after they walked out the door, they saw a mighty team coming from the village entrance.

Walking in the forefront was a tall horse with a large head, a young man in a silk dress sitting on the horse, and behind it was a carriage and more than ten guards.

Noble lord!

When the serfs saw this, they immediately retracted their bodies into the house, while the serfs who were already walking on the road quickly got into the alley.

"This is the largest village in my territory?" This group of men was naturally Narant and his guards. They came to the entrance of Maiye Village. Seeing the desolate appearance of the village, Narant had some doubts about life.

Dirty, muddy and smelly streets, crumbling thatched cottages full of holes, even in Africa in the past life, I am afraid I would never see such a scene.

The only thing worth commending is that the main road of this village is very wide, five or six meters wide, but although the streets are wide, there are spilled excrement everywhere on the ground, and who knows the stench.

"Sanitary conditions must be improved!" Narant couldn't stand the worst habit in the world, and silently wrote it down in his heart.

The team continued to move forward, and Narant finally saw the figures of the serfs.

However, he felt a little speechless when he saw that the serfs began to hide like frightened groundhogs.

It's just that it is normal for serfs to be afraid of nobles, because they are used to being oppressed by nobles, and fear has become a natural reaction.

"Lord Narant is patrolling the territory, so hurry up and salute!"

Seeing such a situation, Quick finally scolded the serfs sharply.

With Quick's voice, the serfs finally flinched and walked out of the house. They fell to their knees and offered their greetings: "See... see the lord!"

These serfs were all dressed in about the same clothes. They were all tattered linen gowns. Most of them were barefoot. Only a few young serfs had tattered straw sandals under their feet.

"Get up!" Narant hung up a slight smile, trying to make himself appear as close to the people as possible.

The serfs bowed their heads and stood up tremblingly after being allowed to do so. At this time, Quick pointed to the carriage in the queue and spoke again.

"Have you seen the two skeletons on the carriage? These are the two powerful dark creatures that attacked the Storm Territory last night! They are the Headless Horseman and the Hell Hound! Lord Narant, in order to protect you, personally took action last night. They beheaded!"

"God's grace has enveloped you. Storm Land will no longer be a land of doom, but will become a land of abundance and stability under the leadership of the great Lord Narant!"

"Cheer, the citizens of the Storm Territory! From now on, someone will protect you!"

Naturally, this line is not something that the tall and powerful Quick can think of, but Thomas specially customized it for Narant to inspect the territory. This is the routine operation of the noble lords. By showing their great achievements, they can achieve the purpose of ruling and appeasing the people. .

After hearing the shouting, the serfs couldn't help but look up at the carriage.

"Ah, it's really the bones of dark creatures, no wonder we didn't encounter dark creatures last night!"

"This lord is too powerful. It seems that Baron Dock was killed by the hellhound!"

"Yes, this lord is too powerful!"

As the remains on the carriage came into view, the serfs finally figured out why they saw a large meteor shower last night, but no dark creatures came.

For a while, the serfs forgot their fear and began to whisper!

Every time a dark creature invades, it is not the lords who suffer the most, but their citizens.

Stormland used to have a population of tens of thousands, but after dark creatures invaded again and again, the population has now disappeared one out of ten. No wonder they are so excited.

Hearing the words complimenting his own adults from time to time, Quick was very satisfied, so he continued.

"These two skeletons are not all, except for the death knight and hellhound, under the leadership of the lord, the guards also eliminated twenty-six skeleton soldiers, the bones of the skeleton soldiers are now stacked outside the castle, you wait a moment You can visit anytime!"

"Your lord is mighty!"

"Thank you Lord Lord!"

The serfs fell to their knees.

"This routine operation is really easy to use!" Seeing the change in the attitude of the serfs, Narant couldn't help but praise this routine operation.

"Okay, my subjects, now I allow you to leave. You can go to work in the fields, or you can go outside the castle to see the skeletons of the skeleton soldiers!" Satisfied, Narant waved his hand and motioned to the serfs. dissolve.

"Lord Xie!" Afterwards, the serfs were all scattered, some returned to the house, and others headed towards the castle.

The serfs dispersed, and Narant and his group continued on their way.

"Vivian, do you know how many people there are in Maiye Village?" Population is also an essential factor in order to develop. Although Maiye Village is dilapidated, Narant is gratified that the scale is not small.

"Sorry sir, I don't know how many people there are in Maiye Village, but there should be a thousand people. I heard that Maiye Village was a small town a long time ago." Vivian replied respectfully.

"Is it still a small town before? Then go and call the mayor of Maiye Village!" Narant nodded.

Originally, it was the first time the lord visited the territory, and all the villagers had to gather in advance to meet and wait. Thomas also proposed last night.

However, Narant rejected this proposal. Such ostentation is useless, and it is in his best interest to let the serfs work hard to cultivate.

Soon, a guard was sent to look for the village chief, while Narant came to the center of Maiye Village. com has a large square here.

Seeing this square, Narant was sure that Maiye Village was indeed a small town before, because the street with a width of five or six meters plus a square is a standard only for small towns.

Five or six minutes later, the village chief of Maiye Village was brought in.

However, the appearance of the village chief was more 'arrogant' than Narant, and he actually appeared on the stage lying down.

"Little...Little man...I saw...I have seen Lord Lord!"

"What's going on?" Seeing the village chief of Maiye Village who was struggling to get up and ready to salute, Narant felt a little strange.

"Sir... this..."

In the face of Narant's question, the serfs who came with the village chief knelt on the ground and did not dare to say a word, and even the young guards who went to find the village chief were a little hesitant.

"Sir, the village chief must be too hungry!" It was Vivian who took the initiative to answer.

"Huh?" Narant was even more puzzled. After all, he was the head of a village. Those serfs didn't starve to death. How could he be so hungry?

"Sir... A few days ago, Lord Anthony said that the lord ordered the collection of food, and the old village chief went to ask for mercy if he could collect it again next quarter... Because the last season's tax has already been collected by the earl... In the end, the village chief was confiscated by Mr. Anthony. All the food, and the villagers are not allowed to lend him food..." At the end, Vivian couldn't continue.

This is the reason why the serfs and guards dare not say anything. It is the order to collect food from the lord that caused all this. If they say it, they will be suspected of complaining about the lord. In case the lord is annoyed, hang them in the small town. Hanging in the square is also possible.

Only through these days of contact, Vivian knew that her lord was not cruel, so she said it carefully.

Chapter end