MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 25 Twenty-five. The lottery after becoming a lord.

  Chapter 25 Twenty-five. The lottery after becoming a lord. Part 1

  Under the witness of Priest Urick, Laylen became a Knight of the Kingdom of Midden.

   The White Wolf priest smiled and encouraged Laylen, and then left the lord's castle.

   Looking at the knight's ring in his hand, it is heavy in his hand and he wears it everywhere. The knight's badge of the kingdom used to show Laelen's identity is also well-made.

  According to the regulations of the empire, newly appointed knights will get a complete set of plate armor in the hands of the lord, including a series of equipment such as chain mail, chain hood, foot greaves, and body armor.

   Count Delavin also prepared a set of knight plate armor for him, but among the lord panel rewards given by the system, there is a set of lost knight plate armor of green rank. Comparing the two, of course, the system gives the best reward.

  Lyren declined the plate armor, and offered a reward to Earl Delavan to replace it with gold coins. The reason is very simple. He made up the fact that he knew a blacksmith with good skills and made plate armor on his behalf.

  Leif didn't mind that.

  The rewards for the new knights of the kingdom are also very generous, including a whole territory and up to 150 gold coins, as well as three imperial war horses and one stable boy.

   In terms of clothing, Earl Delavan also specially prepared a number of knight clothes for Lallen, as well as casual clothes for all seasons. Each piece is very well made, and the worst material is fine cotton linen.

  The knights of the kingdom represent the face of the lord, both the glory and the loss, so naturally they cannot be careless.

   Before having lunch together, Leif also understood the mood of the new kingdom knight, and asked Laylen to go to the private room in the side hall first to change his knight outfit.

   When Laren reappeared in the living room, from head to toe, it was like a different person.

   The overall dress is self-cultivating, and it looks very spirited, neat and calm, and the long sword hanging from the waist shakes slightly with the pace, full of majesty.

  Clear grinned, but Butler Mel looked at Lallen more respectfully. A real kingdom knight is not common, and a knight that Earl Draven can appreciate is definitely not a simple person.

   Looking at Laylen's new look, with a white and complete skull in the center of the cross badge pinned to his chest, Luther Hus opened his mouth wide: "Brother Laylen! You become a knight?!"

   "It wasn't twenty minutes ago, it is now." Lallen said half-jokingly.

   Withdrew his smile and bowed deeply to Earl Delavan, who was at the head of the long table, and gave a standard knightly salute.

   The whole meal process was very pleasant. At the table, Leif talked about the affairs handled in the territory from time to time. To a certain extent, he warned Laylen how to manage his territory well, so as not to become a tyrannical person.

   Notorious and corrupt knight lords often die under the filthy dung forks.

Some people are born excellent warriors. If you give him a team, he will bring out a strong army, but if you give him a village, even if it is a small village with only ten households, no matter how good the warriors are, they will not be able to manage well. .

   "Laylen, you are now a knight in the Kingdom of Midden, so I won't hide it." After thinking about it, Earl Delavan decided to tell the truth.

   "Is there something the Count is hiding from me?"

   "Yeah." Leif put down his tin glass and waved at the servants, signaling them to leave.

  Lairn and the others also put down their wine glasses and listened.

   After the servants walked out of the parlour one after another and the hall door was completely closed, Leif continued: "I originally planned to try your qualifications for a while, and then I'll make you a knight after you have more military exploits."

   "I can't wait."

  Layen was a little confused and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

   Count Draven sighed and did not answer directly, but said meaningfully: "Laylen, do you know our Emperor Karl Franz?"

  Lyren nodded, he knew something about the Emperor of the Empire.

   From the kingdom of knights in the west of the Grey Mountains to the far north of Kislev, the borderland of civilization, the name of Emperor Karl Franz is known to everyone.

"Our Emperor His Majesty has received the news that his Rick knights are rushing here. Before long, your name will appear on the eye-catching documents on the Emperor's private desk in Brunswick Palace. Your Majesty will definitely invite you to Rickland."

   "To be honest, you will get a larger territory and a higher title, and maybe the emperor will give you the status of a baron by exception."

   "As a nobleman from Midden, I also have selfishness"

   "The Sigmar who belongs to the north, I will never allow the southerners to **** it; I made you a knight of the kingdom just to make you tied to the north and unable to leave."

  Leif took a deep breath and said sincerely and seriously, "Laylen, I hope you... don't blame me for doing this."

   "The people of Uric need your strength, as do the northern principalities."

  Lyren was silent for a while with black lines all over his head. He didn't say a word, but the thoughts in his heart were like waves.

   Karl Franz looking for me? The emperor of the empire, the pinnacle of the empire, pay attention to me? !

   Following Laren's silence, the living room was also silent.

   Earl Draven is waiting for the answer from the new kingdom knight, will Lallen give him the wrath of the Chosen? Or hatred from the bottom of your heart?

   He obstructed the connection between the emperor and Lailun, just because of his selfishness towards the people, he cut off the bright future that the latter could have at his fingertips.

   "Lord Count! Laylen is my lord Sigmar's chosen one! Not Uric's divine choice! You have no right to decide whether my lord's divine choice will go or stay! This is a deception and betrayal of my lord!"

   The first person to speak was Luther Huss. This Sigma Church believer stood up indignantly. He would never allow the deception and blasphemy of this belief.

Krill, who was sitting on the other side of the long table, immediately got up and retorted, and said in a cold tone: "Acolyte of the Church of Sigmar, don't forget! Charlemagne is also my lord Uric's chosen one! This is undeniable fact!"

  Luther Huss bit his head, almost shouting loudly.

   "My lord Sigmar is already a god! The wolf **** has the same status as my lord! This relationship of divine choice has long been abolished!"

   He never compromised on the matter of faith. The conflict between the Church of Uric and the Church of Sigmar that lasted for thousands of years has never been resolved.

"Charlemagne's crown, but my lord personally brought it for him! Only with the approval of the wolf **** can it be orthodox!" Creel, the knight of the white wolf, said in an unpleasant tone. There is a violent impulse.

   "Shut up!"

   At the first seat of the long table, Leif shouted in a cold voice, and his two beards moved slightly: "Kriel, sit down for me! This is the lord's castle, not the White Wolf Knights Chapel!"

   "Yes!" Creel sat down in a muffled voice with anger on his face, looking straight at Luther Huss with wolf-like eyes.

   The latter did not show weakness, looked back at the past, and confronted each other **** for tat.

   "Lord Count, I can understand your thoughts." Laylen patted the arm of Luther Hus who was sitting next to him, and let him sit down. "It is my greatest honor to be a Knight of the Kingdom of Midden."

   Actually, it’s easy to figure it out.

  The soldiers of his empire were still working hard to accumulate military exploits in order to be appreciated by the nobles. When he was promoted, Laylen became a knight of the kingdom and had his own fief.

   Even if you only get the title of Ranger Knight, you can save more than ten years of struggle. Thinking of this, you can only make a profit.

  Lairn reassured: "Don't worry, Lord Leif, Midden is my hometown, and I will never leave."

   "Lyren."

   Earl Delavan's eyes were full of relief. Before he could finish speaking, Lallen frowned and continued: "However, I have a small condition."

   "Small conditions?" Leif looked stunned for a moment, and then said boldly: "No problem, Lelan, just say it, I will do my best to meet it!"

   Got Laren's promise, let alone one condition, even ten conditions, and Leif will agree to meet them.

  I don’t take care of the knights under my own leadership, do you want to take care of foreign knights? It doesn't make sense.

   "Then I'm welcome." Laylen grinned and said with a smile: "Please, Lord Earl, order that the Berg outpost should be placed in my fief, and the garrison in it must also obey my dispatch."

  Lyren's condition is to have someone important, and the reason is very simple.

   The population of a village is no more than 40 households at most. In this old world full of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods, can a small number of poorly equipped and poorly trained militiamen be able to protect a village well?

   Obviously not.

   No matter how well-managed a territory is, no matter how prosperous it is, as long as it lacks defensive strength, it is no different from a piece of fat exposed to the wild.

Twenty imperial soldiers were stationed at the Berg outpost. Due to their long-term presence at the border outpost, their training level and combat literacy were much higher than that of ordinary militiamen. They also had the strength to fight in the face of smaller-scale battles. .

   Not to mention that Laylen is very familiar with the Berg outpost, plus the previous Liwei, and the intention to win people's hearts, it is undoubtedly a wise move to transfer them, and it is more convenient to manage.

   "No problem." Earl Delavan was very happy, and immediately ordered that the area where Berg's outpost was located was entrusted to Laylen.

   He also took into account the development of Oak Village, and solved the two-year salaries and required supplies for the soldiers of Berg Post for Lailen.

   At the end of the lunch, Leif also gave the new kingdom knight a short-barreled musket made by a dwarf craftsman, and a wooden box containing ten silver bullets blessed by the priest of the white wolf.

  It wasn't until the evening, just before sunset, that Laylen and Luther Huss left the lord's castle on two solid imperial war horses.

   Gradually entering the late autumn season, the movement in the Black Forest is getting louder and louder, and the lords close to the Dracowald Forest have sent patrols to inspect the movement.

  Tomorrow morning, Laylen will go to the fief, Earl Delavan sent Krill and Laylen to go together to avoid danger.

   Accompany Luther Huss back to the Sigma Church in Bray Town.

  The layout of the church has been repaired, at least not much has changed from the outside, but the lack of clergy can be clearly noticed.

   Within a few days, paladins and acolytes were continuously dispatched from other places to fill the gap.

Because of his achievements and Lord Leif's verbal approval, Luther Huss is now a trainee pastor of the church. It is only a matter of time before he truly becomes a pastor. There are still many things about the little bald head. After saying goodbye to Laylen, he left. .

Although   Lyren is eager to follow this legendary hero, the latter's characteristics have not yet awakened, and it will take some time to grow.

   Looking at the back of the little bald-headed acolyte, after a long time, Laylen turned his horse's head and walked towards the buzzing tavern.

   As soon as he stepped into the door of the tavern, the tavern owner Felda had already greeted him.

  How old-fashioned his eyes were, he immediately recognized the cross badge pinned to Laren's chest, and Felda couldn't help taking a deep breath.

   No wonder this Lallen will be on good terms with Kriel, a kingdom knight is not common!

   "Mr. Felda, please help me prepare a dinner and deliver it to my room." Laylen said with a smile, and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

   "No problem! No problem! Send it right away!" Felda smiled brightly and nodded quickly. "The hot water in the boiler room is ready and you can take a shower anytime."

"thanks."

   On the side of the corridor, Albert was chatting with a mercenary, when he saw Layen coming up, he just raised his hand to say hello.

   Laren didn't care, nodded slightly, and walked into the room.

   Lock the door to make sure no one can break in.

  Lyren seemed to be holding back for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Lottery draw! Draw!"

   "System! Be sure to hand me the good stuff this time!"

   Ask for tickets and collections!

   Looking at the urging of book friends, handed them like blades, Hammer couldn’t help but feel sad and happy.

   Scrambled on the keyboard.

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   (end of this chapter)