Weird Wizarding World Chapter 425

  Chapter 425 The Merciful Lord of Tilemie

   Night falls.

  The beige-colored banquet hall was brightly lit, and nobles dressed in gorgeous clothes held wine glasses and gathered in twos and threes to chat.

  Most of the topics are inseparable from the new decree recently promulgated by Lord Tilami.

   "Absurd, it is too absurd, those lowly serfs are clearly our own property, we can deal with them however we want, but now it is a crime to expel them?!"

  The angry words uttered by an old nobleman with the strength of alcohol resonated with many noblemen present.

   "The new master of Tilami is kind, but we are the ones who want to raise those serfs."

   "Alas...be cautious."

  In such a gathering, they can only vent their grievances at most, and they dare not speak ill of that adult.

   "Our family was actually preparing to leave the Tilemei Plain some time ago." Sandy, who was sitting in the corner of the party, sipped his wine and said.

   "Are the Stowe family planning to develop elsewhere?" Jeff, who was on the opposite side, was stunned and asked.

"Well, you know, basically 90% of our family's income comes from those farmlands, but now, they have all been destroyed... It was supposed to wait two months at most before the autumn harvest, but now everything is destroyed, last year His efforts were in vain.”

  Sandy's tone was a bit lonely.

   "Perhaps in another year or two, those farmlands will be able to recover." Jeff paused.

   "I think so, our family was planning to leave, but now we are temporarily staying because of the new decree, and we are going to take a step forward, hoping to wait until the day when the farmland recovers..." Sandy picked up the glass.

   "I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to wait until the day when the farmland recovers."

   This is, a voice suddenly inserted into the conversation between the two.

  The two of Sandy followed the prestige, and a middle-aged man with a beard approached them. His face was a little strange, and he was holding a wine glass and said:

   "York, York of the Tyrone family, has been staying in Neustadt before."

   No wonder the faces are a little strange.

  The two of Sandy did not suspect him, and greeted York in a friendly manner.

  York was also polite, and naturally sat next to the two of them.

   "Your Excellency York just said that it is difficult for us to wait until the farmland recovers... What does that mean?" Jeff asked.

   "Everyone may not know something." York put down his wine glass and lowered his voice, "Those farmlands... I'm afraid they can't be saved."

  "A few days ago, when the demon tide broke out, the Supreme Council sent several teams of wizards to the Loen Kingdom to solve the pollution of farmland.

  But now... none of those wizards left! "

  York sighed, "This is not going back to seek support, but has given up on solving the pollution of farmland."

   Jeff and Jeff were shocked.

  The Supreme Council did not publicize this matter. Even in the Loen Kingdom, many nobles did not know about it, let alone nobles from other countries like them.

  So as soon as York said this, Jeff and Jeff suddenly lost their composure, and asked quickly:

   "Are you sure what you said is true?"

  York took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "Why should I lie to you two? I only know this news because of my connections in Neustadt."

"Let's put it this way, in fact, the Supreme Council is already investigating new areas suitable for reclaiming fields, and it will announce the matter when it finds a suitable place... Well, I have talked a lot, I wish you two a happy dinner, I will go to other places Take a look somewhere."

  The two of Sandy watched York walk away, looked at each other, and fell silent.

   "Are the Stowe family still planning to stay?" Jeff put down his wine glass and asked.

   "I don't know." Sandy shook the wine glass in his hand, silently chewing on York's words just now, a little irritated.

   "Do you think that York of the Tyrone family is credible?" Jeff glanced into the distance.

  The middle-aged man with a beard has already raised his wine glass and entered into another conversation.

  Of course, it's normal to behave like this at a party. Well, a party is meant to find someone to chat with.

   "It's an unfamiliar face..." Sandy shook his head, paused and said, "But what he said should be true."

  Jeff nodded noncommittally, and asked again:

   "If the Stowe family wants to leave, what will happen to those serfs? If they abandon them, it will be illegal now."

  Sandy frowned, feeling irritated for no reason, and couldn't help but speak louder: "It's all the fault of the Lord of Tilemie..."

   "Speak carefully!" Seeing this, Jeff hurriedly stopped.

  Someone has already looked over.

   A few hidden complaints are harmless, but if it is a public slander... no one knows whether the new master of Tilami will be as merciful as he is to the serfs.

  Sandy also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, took a sip from the wine glass, and finally gritted his teeth and said:

   "The new master of Tilami is really a benevolent wizard."

   This sentence is of course ironic, and Sandy just thinks that the new Lord of Tilemie is unreasonable.

   A group of weed-like things, when will it be worth paying attention to... If you have the ability to bear the cost of supporting the serfs yourself!

   "If I knew it earlier, I should have advised the family to leave with the Thomas family a few days ago... At least the serfs should be expelled first." Sandy said in a muffled voice.

  Jeff didn't answer the call, so there's no way he knew it earlier.

   Those nobles who chose to expel the serfs before the decree was promulgated were basically the nobles who chose to leave the Tilaimei Plain in the first place.

   After all, serfs are also wealth. If they hadn't decided to migrate away, or had no hope of restoring the polluted farmland, the nobles would not have easily abandoned these properties.

  The two drank like this for a while, and the nobles at the party gradually became rare, and that York from the Tyrone family actually walked towards them again.

   "It's late at night, aren't you two planning to go back?"

   "Drink more." Jeff said, Sandy didn't answer, but took a sip from the glass, his cheeks were slightly red.

   "Is it a headache about the law?" York sat down with a smile on his glass.

  Sandy sneered, "Nine out of ten people in this party are probably having a headache about the new decree enacted by the great Lord Tilami!"

   "That's right." York smiled, and then casually said:

   "But what can we do? In the Tilemei Plain, isn't it the new Tilemei Lord who has the final say?"

  In the Tilaimei Plain... Sandy seems to have caught some kind of inspiration in a daze, holding a wine glass for a moment.

   "It's getting late, so I'm leaving first."

  The corners of York's mouth curled slightly, he stood up and said, and then strode out of the banquet hall.

  Sandy's eyes flickered, he glanced at Jeff, hesitated for a while or poked his head, and whispered his flash of thought to his best friend in front of him.

   "You mean to take those serfs out of the Tilemei Plain, and then drive them out?" Jeff opened his eyes wide.

   "Yes." Sandy nodded, "The Lord of Tilaimei can only manage the Tilaimei Plain, and he can't control it after leaving here!"

  Jeff took a sip of red wine silently, and hesitated: "The Sto family has decided to leave the Tilami Plain?"

   "I will go back and persuade the family... We had originally planned to leave, but we chose to wait and see temporarily because of the law."

   "Now that we know that those farmlands are hopeless, and the Tilemei Plain has no future, if we stay, we will support those serfs for the Tilemei Lord..."

Sandy shook his head, looked around to make sure there were not many people around, and said lightly: "I don't think the new master of Tilaimei is a person who can manage the territory. If you continue to stay, there may be more Stupid laws come out... it's better to leave as soon as possible and find another place to develop."

  Jeff's eyes flickered, and he sighed: "I will convey the message from York to the family. If we plan to leave by then, maybe our two families can be together on the road."

  Although under the influence of filthy ravings, there are far fewer Warcraft monsters in the wild.

   But it still cannot be called safe, especially in today's war time, wizards and robbers are more terrifying than Warcraft.

  So even with the introduction of new laws, Jeff's family did not intend to leave.

  But the information he got from York of the Taylor family made Jeff shaken...

   "Yes, the nobles are discussing the new decree...the information has been passed on successfully."

  In a secret room arranged to hide the witch formation, York is using the small communication ring tower in the center to deliver news to the superiors of Neustadt City.

  To be honest, he doesn't know who he is serving, but at least he should be a powerful wizard with the same status as the Lord of Tilemie.

  If it weren't for the very simple content of the mission, it just needs to report what is happening in the Tilaimei Plain and pass some news to the nobles of the plain.

   And the reward was so generous that he didn't dare to get involved.

   But so far, his task has been completed, and the rest is to leave the Tilaimei Plain with the family and take the reward given by the mysterious person to settle elsewhere.

  Neustadt City.

  Nickler couldn't help laughing when he heard the news reported by his subordinates.

  He is really a naive young man, maybe he does have a bit of talent in cultivation, but he can only be said to be a mess in managing the territory!

   To actually issue such a decree, doesn't he know that nobles who can produce wizards are the most worthwhile targets?

   To actually enact a decree that harms the interests of the nobles in order to protect the serfs, really...

  Nickler couldn't help but shook his head, and then asked: "Has the Istar School sent people to spread the news that the farmland pollution cannot be saved?"

"It's not clear if they are from the Istar School, but our eyeliners have noticed that someone is deliberately spreading this news at many noble gatherings tonight. I am afraid that it will not take long before it will spread throughout the Tilemai Plain. .”

  Nickler nodded lightly. Although he paid attention to Colin, he just paid attention and didn't have time to do anything in the future.

   Unexpectedly, someone made the first move. It should be the one from the Istar School...

  However, he should have no hostility towards Colin. At most, he looks down on his mixed blood background. I am afraid that he is doing it now mainly because of convenience.

  Anyway, the fact that the Supreme Council is unable to solve the pollution of farmland will inevitably spread, but the difference will be sooner or later.

  Nickler leaned back, stroked the brown armrest of the armchair, and continued to ask:

   "Is there any good news from Mr. Johnson of the Istar School? Have they found a new place suitable for reclaiming farmland?"

  Jonson was the wizard he suspected.

  As far as he knows, Jonson has long coveted the entire Tilaimei Plain for a long time. He only waited for the Ruen family to decline and a new member of his family appeared, and he would take it into his pocket.

  But I didn't expect to encounter such a thing as farmland pollution...

  In addition, the task issued by the Supreme Council to find suitable new farmland was also taken over by it.

  Due to the particularity of this task, there are many councilors and even school wizards doing this task.

  But Jonson is undoubtedly the most powerful among them.

   "No news of any new farmland has been detected. Congressman Jonson and other wizards should still be looking for it." The subordinate replied.

   "Yeah." Nickler looked out the window, and the gray bird fluttered and sang crisply.

   "I'm afraid it's impossible to find a place that can be compared with the Tilaimei Plain." He turned his head and sighed, and then ordered:

   "Recently, pay attention to monitoring the price of food in the market, and you can properly stock up some."

  At noon the next day, the Stowe family assembled all the clansmen and serfs, packed important supplies, formed a huge convoy, and began to march to the north of the Tilaimei Plain.

  Sandy sat in the carriage in the middle, lifted the curtain and looked into the distance, and sighed after confirming that he still couldn't wait for Jeff's figure.

  After leaving this day, it may not be so easy to see this friend again in the future.

   "Patriarch, all supplies have been counted!"

  A big knight came from the tail of the team on horseback and reported to the carriage in front of Sandy.

   "Where are the serfs? Have you finished counting?" Father's familiar voice came from the carriage.

   "The inventory has also been completed, and there is no missing one."

   "Very well, take care of those serfs, at least not one of them will be missing until we completely leave the Tilemei Plain!"

   "Now, let's go."

  The huge convoy began to move forward. Due to the existence of serfs, it looked extremely bloated, and the speed was extremely slow.

  Sandy sat in the carriage for an hour, looked back, but could still see the familiar hilltop of the family residence at a glance.

For Colin, the Tilemei Plain can reach the farthest north from the farthest south in less than half an hour, but for ordinary people, especially ordinary people on foot, it is a long journey counting months. journey.

  Sandy got out of the carriage irritably.

  Because there were not enough carriages, many serfs were on foot.

  In order to wait for them, the current speed of the team can only be said to be comparable to a snail...

  Tap, tap—

   At this moment, Sandy suddenly heard a rush of horseshoes.

   Looking back, a familiar figure was riding towards him on a black horse.

   "Jeff?" Sandy was stunned, but also a little happy, "Why are you here? Is your family going to go with us?"

  Jeff shook his head, got off his horse and said, "Fortunately, you didn't go far. The Lord of Tilemei has issued a new decree. You can't bring serfs close to the border, otherwise you will be imprisoned on the grounds that there is a potential threat of riots."

   "Can't bring serfs close to the border?" Sandy was stunned, and then gritted his teeth: "The Lord of Tilemie..."

   "There is another good news. We can ignore these serfs, but we need to pay a new tax."

  You can ignore these serfs... The anger in Shan Di's heart froze, and he showed doubts.

   "You're telling the truth, Jeff?"

  The patriarch Sto on the side also got out of the carriage and asked in doubt.

  Jeff nodded, "It's true, you only need to pay a certain tax to legally expel serfs."

  Sandy and his son looked at each other, both a little surprised, especially after Jeff explained the specific content of the new tax order in detail, they were even more stunned.

  How could the new master of Tilemei release such a decree? Could it be that he wanted to support all the serfs by himself?

   "The merciful lord of Tilami..."

  The patriarch of Stowe sighed inexplicably, and Sandy also had mixed feelings in his heart.

  When the interests are harmed, no matter how righteous and benevolent the Lord of Tilemei has done, he will only feel despicable and stupid.

  But now the Lord of Tilemie has given them a new choice. That tax is completely affordable for the family.

  He could suddenly feel the kindness of the Lord of Tilemei again.

  The huge motorcade slowly turned around and headed for the original family residence.

  (end of this chapter)

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