Chapter 61: Not Going Back
Chapter 61: Not Going Back
Paul Greiman summoned the top military and political personnel in the territory and had Myron tell the exact process again at the meeting, and everyone in the room was enraged by the shamelessness of the traitors.
Then he explained to the crowd that he was prepared to notify the entire northwest territory after the fall to expose the conspiracy of those traitors and to send troops to Baildin.
Chief Steward Ford suggested, “Is it not better to first appeal to the Duke of the Northwest, and let him decide the merits of Bairdine.”
Oh? There’s still that. But Paul is not going to adopt it, not to mention that that that Northwest Duke is just or not, if he lets someone else solve it, Byrdeen’s coal and iron mines still have him Paul Greiman what matter.
“This back and forth don’t know how long it will take to pull the rug out from under them again, should we just let those traitors continue to get away with it for a period of time?” Paul expressed his disagreement with the program.
Old Ford was a bit worried, “But, after all, Lord Duke is the biggest frontier minister in the northwestern territory of the kingdom, if we just bypass him and act without authorization, will it cause him to be dissatisfied?”
Paul looked unconcerned, “It’s not like we’re vassals of the Northwest Duke, if I’m not mistaken, since the establishment of the kingdom, the Greiman family and the Garnard family have been His Majesty the King’s direct bannermen, and our titles were given by His Majesty the King, so there’s no need for outsiders to talk about it.”
Seeing that the lord was so insistent, Chief Steward Ford said nothing more.
“Then from now on, all matters within the territory will make way for the fall battle. Cecil should try to figure out the opponent’s reality, and the staff department should draw up a battle plan, with relevant precautions for any possible scenarios. The logistics department should prepare sufficient supplies, and the equipment department should supervise the production of musket cannons, aiming to equip a company of musketeers before the start of the war.”
The meeting finally made the above resolution.
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A few days later, a birthday banquet was held in the lord’s mansion of Lake Heart Town to celebrate Lord Earl’s 15th birthday, except for Myron Garnard, a special guest, none of the other invited people came, but there were still some families who sent gifts and birthday greetings. Paul did not think it mattered, and ate happily with his subordinates and Myron.
After the birthday, Butua sent someone over to ask Myron to go back, of course Paul and Myron would not agree, “Your Lord Earl had a very good time in Lakewood, he is going to stay with me for some more time.”
A hint of panic appeared on the messenger’s face, he looked at Myron and said, “Please consider carefully, Lord Earl, the official documents of the lord’s house are piling up, without Lord Earl, the people below don’t know what to do with them.”
“Ah shucks! I can go to hell with those ‘official documents’ of yours!” At the side, Myronheart almost cursed out of his mouth, his heart flaming when he remembered that he had been fooled for so long.
After the death of the old Gleeman, Mellon, in view of some of his father’s initiatives during his lifetime that caused the territory to be “furious”, aspired to be a hard-working, excellent, and satisfying lord, in order to salvage the Garnard family’s image in Baildene. He learns whatever he is taught by his subordinates, and he tries his best to do whatever he is advised to do by his subordinates.
Since his father had offended the church, he gave large donations to the church and prayed in the church for two hours every day on the advice of Steward Angelo; since his father wanted to “communize the farmland”, he drastically lowered the taxes paid by the landowners on the advice of Viscount Ebout; since his father wanted to abolish the privileges of the nobles, he granted more fiefs to the vassals on the advice of Steward Miles; since his father wanted to abolish the privileges of the nobles, he granted more fiefs to the vassals on the advice of Steward Miles. the vassals more fiefs to regain their loyalty.
With everything “back on track” in the realm, Bairdain, which Angelo said had been made a mess of by his father, was finally thriving again. However, the consequence of “prosperity” is the increasing number of governmental affairs, the lord’s house will have a pile of official documents waiting for his signature, a pile of reports waiting for his review, a pile of lawsuits waiting for him to review every day. Angelo and the others said that a good lord should be meticulous about everything, handling all matters large and small within the territory. He did as they said, and although the official documents seemed to never be approved, the reports never seemed to be reviewed, and there was no time to go out and play like before, he lived a very fulfilling life, and whenever the retainers reported on how many acres of new arable land had been added, and how many new merchant stores had been opened, he felt incomparably happy.
It wasn’t until that night when he overheard the conversation between Angelo and the butler that he realized that he was being hollowed out, and that those complicated official statements were nothing more than being fabricated to fool him. His passionate self was nothing more than a puppet in the eyes of others, a fool, or a fool who was about to be disposed of.
He was angry, he was remorseful, but it was only then that he realized that his loyal soldiers were already far away, and now he thinks that it was all part of a plot by those traitors. When Cameron uses what little free time he has left to go for a walk outside, he realizes that unbeknownst to him those traitorous private soldiers have taken control of all of Butua.
There was still a group of personal guards left in the lord’s house, but what use were such dinky men? Thinking about the series of personnel adjustments presided over by the steward earlier, it was estimated that there were no more than a few people left who were truly loyal to Ghana’s family.
Why had he not noticed it before? McLoon reasoned to write a secret letter of distress to his former good brother, but fortunately the traitors did not know that the plot had been foiled, and the letter was sent to Lakewood without any problems. Now that he had finally escaped from the wolf’s den, how could he possibly go back?
In accordance with Paul’s prior advice, Myron did not have a fit; he endeavored to make himself calm, and said to the messenger in a pleasant manner, “Let those official papers be handled for the time being by Chief Steward Angelo and the others, and I grant them this authority.”
“This ……” The messenger seemed to be still trying to persuade.
Mellon took out the authority of a lord and looked about to have a fit, “Hm? What? Are you going to defy the will of your own lord?”
The messenger was so scared that he begged for forgiveness and immediately took his leave to leave in a hurry.
Several of Butua’s vassals panicked after learning that Myron would not return, and Ebout snapped on the spot, accusing Angelo: “Look at it! Look at it! What you did, that kid must have sensed something!”
Angelo forced himself to calm down, “What’s the panic? Kids have been cooped up in the house for so long, it’s normal for them to want to stay at their best friend’s house for a few more days when they’re suddenly allowed to take a trip out!”
After saying that, it seemed that even he himself felt that this was the case. However, he still continued, “The sky won’t fall, if he doesn’t return for a long time, we’ll lead our soldiers to Alda to ask for someone, and externally say that the boy from the Gleiman family is presumptuously attempting to seize the minerals of Baildin, and he tricked his blood oath brother into imprisonment at Lakeheart Town under the name of inviting him to a banquet. With Gleiman’s connections in the Northwest, how many people would go to their aid?”
“A few of you, all of you go back to your own territories to recruit soldiers to hurry up and drill, and if Myron doesn’t come back after the fall, we’ll go and rob people.”
The two barons nodded their heads one after another, only Viscount Ebout had a reluctant face, but now he also had no good solution, and was considered to have acquiesced to Anqiluo’s plan. He put down a sentence “If you hadn’t let him go, there would be no need for such trouble now!” And then whisked his sleeve away.
Angelo looked at Abbott’s departing back, his face uncertain.
(End of chapter)