Chapter 370 – Partition 2

Chapter 370 – Partition 2
Haha! This old chief administrator is really on the right track, and Paul nodded his head greatly in his heart.

Worthy of being a world savvy old man, I guess he had already seen through the double act that Paul and Bryce were playing.

The first point of Bryce’s name for the partition, Paul is gambling, to see if the latter will also “follow” him to offer their own territories on the administrative power.

Since the lord was the first feudal, that Bryce in the lord’s heart comprehensive merit ranked first, such a person has taken the initiative to surrender the power, how the people behind also have to weigh it.

But if the second person did not understand the meaning of this layer, then the effect of Bryce’s “demonstration” will be greatly reduced, and it will not be easy to carry out later.

This is really going to be the case, what else can be done? Paul can only hold his nose and admit it, and then spend several years or even longer to slowly take back the power.

It really was a gamble! Before Chief Ford made his statement, Lord Earl’s heart and liver had been pounding.

Now well, the old Chief Steward’s statement had further amplified the effect of Bryce’s demonstration, and with his position and popularity, it was exponentially amplified ah.

“Good!”

Paul exclaimed, then reacted to the fact that he was acting a little too excited. This wouldn’t do, he couldn’t let it be seen that he didn’t want to part with his power.

He tried to suppress his inner excitement, and tried his best to use a calm voice to say, “In that case, in accordance with Bryce’s example, you will be rewarded with the real estate of the Gladman family in the Red Rock Township area.”

Red Rock Town is in the territory of Alda, there are no fields in Alda that belong to the public treasury of the Council of State, except for some of the private fields, the other properties all belong to the Lords.

“Thank you for your lordship’s generosity!”

Old Ford thanked him, then stood aside with a calm expression.

“Owen Schroeder!”

Paul smiled as he called the name of the third man, and the chief of staff walked at a steady pace to the bottom of the steps and dropped to one knee.

“Schroeder, you were formerly a knight of the Northeastern Legion, and after returning to Alda with repeated service, I now formally ask you: will you serve the House of Gladman from now on?”

Schroeder raised his right hand, “I swear to the Lord of Light that from now on, I will serve you and your rightful heirs.”

Paul was very satisfied, “Very well, I declare you to be enthroned as Baron of Riverdale!”

Schroeder rubbed his hand against his chest, “Thank you, Lord Earl, I also request that my territory be placed under the governance of the Council of State, as Lords Bryce and Ford have done.”

Shit! Still coming?

The crowd exclaimed in their hearts with incomparable sadness!

Paul also mentally exclaimed, “It’s done!”

If he hadn’t been guarding so many people, he could have jumped up from his lordship seat on the spot.

“Then I will also reward you with the estates of Riverdale!”

Now he even saved himself the trouble of asking why.

Well, now that the top three bigwigs on the merit book had surrendered their power, it was up to the little shrimps at the back to see if they had the eyes for it.

The division continued, and as Paul expected, the little shrimps one by one obediently handed over the administrative power in their territories.

However, there are also not open to the eyes, when Paul divided to the quake, almost overturned the car.

The status granted to Quique is “hereditary knight”, not really a nobleman, but it is also considered to have touched the threshold. From now on, he can be addressed by the commoners as a lord, and this is not the lord that the landowners in the countryside brag about to each other, but a real lord, and he can enjoy the legal administration, justice, military power, and other rights in his own territory – the knight’s territory can only be called a cognizance, but he can also enjoy the rights of a knight. He enjoys legitimate administrative, judicial, and military powers in his own territory – the knight’s territory can only be called a cognac technically speaking – although Quake’s cognac is only a large-scale village.

It should be noted here that although the landowners and squires in Alda who did not have the status of nobility or knighthood did not nominally have the administrative and judicial powers, due to the weakness of the administrative power in the past, the landowners in fact occupied these powers, especially the big landowners who had the status of “tax payer”, and they had a great influence in their respective villages. Hereditary knights, but this is Quirk before even dare not dream of dreaming, two years ago he was at sea by robbing the house for a living, who would have thought that one day he became a lord. Unlike Bryce and the others, the real grassroots Quake is completely rely on the navy to send his salary to live, all of a sudden from the sky dropped such a large piece of real estate and all sorts of power, under the joy of oblivion.

“Thank you Lord Graiman for your gift!”

After accepting the reward, Quake joyfully returned to his own queue, and did not notice his superior Austin constantly giving him a wink.

The atmosphere in the hall went cold for a moment, and the crowd fell silent.

“Why don’t you continue?” Quake was still feeling a little strange.

The one sitting in the lord’s seat snapped, “Quake, in that case, you’ll step down from your position in the army and take your sealing at your own cognac.”

What? What? What? What did the Count’s words mean?
Quake is alarmed, it’s as if Lord Graiman is about to kick me out of the Navy.

He hurriedly ran to the bottom of the steps and knelt down, “My lord, I still want to continue serving you! Please allow me to remain in the military.”

Paul shook his head, “Bryce’s words just now reminded me, how can one person do two things at once? I can’t bear to let your Cognac go to waste, go, run it well and let it prosper, your descendants will thank you for it.”

“No, no, no! I can’t leave the navy; I can’t breathe a day away from a warship.”

Quirk was close to bawling.

“Uh huh!” Austin, who hated to kick him, cleared his throat hard, how could the Navy have produced such an eyeless piece of shit.

He reminded, “Quake, why don’t you hand over the governance of the territory to the Council of State as well, so you don’t miss out on both?”

Quake’s heart struggled violently.

A powerful lord! How many commoners could only hope to achieve this goal?

But he also knew that the former “knights” of the Greiman family, after the pacification of the pirates, because they could not adapt to the many rules of the new army, had left Lakeville, and they were still loyal to the Greiman family, swearing to return when called. But in the many battles that followed, the Count did not recall any of them.

In other words, if you don’t hold public office, you’re basically insulated from the power system of Arda.

Was it possible to stay on land and guard that acreage for the rest of his life?
No. He also wanted to ride bigger ships, command bigger fleets, see stronger winds and waves, sail farther seas, and gain higher honors.

This was clearly not something a village lord could do.

After much agonizing, Quirk finally made up his mind and pleaded with Paul, “Please allow the Council of State to administer my cognac.”

Paul’s face did not move, but in his heart he exhaled.

“Good, I accept your request, and the real estate in the cognac remains under your name.”

“Thank you, my lord, for your generous reward!”

Quake’s whole body was relieved, it was fine, anyway, there was nothing to lose in terms of economic benefits, the harvest from the fields was still his, he couldn’t collect more than a few pennies from the poor people in the countryside in taxes, and it wasn’t much fun to give orders in a village, which was not as enjoyable as commanding a vast fleet of ships.

Ah, soon to be getting a new ship! His thoughts went back to the three-masted warship the Count had promised them.

After Quirk’s outburst, the people in the room had largely figured out Paul’s meaning – if you want to remain in Arda’s military and political system, you’ll have to surrender your power, and the lord will continue to treat you as one of his own. If you do not hand over the power, waiting to be kicked out of the system, to put it bluntly, from now on is the “foreign minister”, and the lord separated from a layer.

After these two years of development, everyone personally realized the rising trend of Alda, stay in the system, obviously can bring more benefits to themselves.

Leaving Alda’s system to become a small lord, I’m afraid that this life is at the end, and it’s not a great feudal lord at the level of a duke, marquis, or earl, so what’s the use of that little bit of power?
Those who had already been ordained and handed over their power let out a big breath, glad that they hadn’t chosen wrongly, and those who hadn’t been ordained yet thought about what they should say.

(End of chapter)