Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Viscount Moncas, the chairman of the noble council of Kadero Province, stepped onto the high platform in the middle, picked up the hammer, and knocked three times gently.

The heavy voice spread to the surroundings, and everyone fell silent. No longer communicating with each other, all eyes were focused on Viscount Moncas.

"The 18th noble meeting of Kadero Province officially begins."

Viscount Moncas kept a serious face and looked around the nobles around him.

"Before the meeting, the latest order of His Majesty the King will be conveyed."

"Starting from January next year, the examiners of the capital will examine all lower-level nobles in the country. The baron requires no less than 300 troops, and the viscount requires no less than 1,500 troops."

"For nobles promoted within five years, the army requires 60% to be examined."

"Soldiers are required to be apprentices and must have armor, leather armor, cloth armor, or armor, but they must have defensive armor."

"For weapons, long spears must account for more than 30%, and the length of iron swords must not be less than 1.1 meters, and the width must not be less than three fingers..."

In just a few minutes, it put a lot of pressure on the nobles around.

It was difficult for some nobles to gather a qualified army, not to mention weapons and equipment that met the regulations.

They could still gather the army by selling their property and gritting their teeth. Otherwise, they would lose their titles, start all over again, and the military exploits accumulated by their ancestors would be reduced to zero.

Except for a few nobles, most people looked unhappy, but they could not disobey the orders of the kingdom.

Viscount Moncas knocked the gavel to quiet the meeting.

"We are all nobles from the same province. If you have difficulties with weapons and equipment, you can borrow them from me or ask for help from other powerful nobles."

"Now, the noble meeting officially begins. No one is allowed to make noise. Those who violate the rules will be expelled from the meeting."

"Yes." Everyone answered in unison.

"The first item is the territorial dispute between Baron White and Baron Sterke."

As soon as Viscount Moncas finished speaking, two middle-aged nobles stood up and walked to the sides of the host platform, with no extra expressions on their faces.

In a sacred place like a meeting, both parties were very restrained.

Weilin sat in the first row, quietly watching Viscount Moncas like a judge, handling the dispute between two territories over the ownership of a lake.

In the end, Baron White made Baron Steck give up his ownership of the lake at the cost of three thousand gold coins.

The wooden hammer hit heavily, and the first agenda of the noble meeting was completed, and the second item began immediately.

Twenty-eight agendas took a whole morning.

After lunch, the afternoon meeting began.

Compared with the morning, the second half of the meeting was free agenda time, that is, all nobles could speak and put forward their valuable opinions for the development of the province.

Eight proposals were made in succession, three of which were adopted and five were rejected.

Weilin touched his chin, and an idea came to his mind, but he didn't know how many people would support him.

"Mr. Speaker, I have a proposal." Weilin stood up and said to Viscount Moncas.

"Please." Moncas uttered a word majestically, signaling Weilin to start.

"I suggest building a road to connect my territory with the province of Cardero."

Moncas was a little stunned when he heard this topic, but he still knocked down the gavel and said to everyone: "Proposal No. 9, let's start the decision now. If you agree, please raise your right hand, if you disagree, please raise your left hand, if you are neutral, please remain still."

Everyone looked at each other and looked at the young noble sitting in the first row, not knowing how to choose for a while.

A few minutes later, everyone made their choice. Moncas wrote down the votes and immediately began to read: "34 votes in favor, 16 votes against, and 13 votes to remain neutral."

"More than half of the votes agree, less than one-third of the votes oppose, and the proposal No. 9 is passed."

As Viscount Moncas dropped the gavel, his proposal was officially adopted.

Welin sat down again. So many people agreed with his random proposal. It seems that his prestige is still quite high.

Next, there were 13 more proposals, four of which were adopted and nine were rejected.

The next day, the meeting continued. In the morning, disputes were still handled, and in the afternoon, the agenda was resolved.

Five days later, the 18th noble meeting that lasted for seven days officially ended.

At this meeting, Weilin made three proposals, and all of them were passed without any surprise.

Except for the first proposal, which was a complete attempt, the other two proposals were related to the interests of all nobles.

For example, the second topic was to build a public granary, and store grain according to the share of each noble family to prevent famine and drought and reduce the losses of the nobles.

The third topic was about environmental governance, requiring the nobles' territories to be kept clean and tidy. On the one hand, it was to prevent the occurrence of diseases, and on the other hand, it was to improve the image of Kadero Province in the outside world.

After seven consecutive days of going out early and returning late, this damn meeting finally ended.

"Fortunately, it is held once every five years. If it was once a year, who could bear it." Weilin couldn't help complaining when he returned to his residence.

After looking around, he didn't find Kyle and Odor. I don't know where they went these days.

After waiting for half an hour and still not seeing anyone coming back, Weilin asked the servants to start serving the dishes and eat a big meal first.

At this moment, in a closed training ground in Kadero Province, Odor was teaching.

What shocked him was that his two students performed well, but the lord he served had a servant with extraordinary talent, which left him puzzled as to how this genius had embarked on the path of success.

"Lord Odor, please don't tell my master about my study with you." Kyle finished his training and pleaded with Odor sincerely.

"Well, I know."

He is not a person who likes to explore other people's secrets. Since the other party wants him to keep it secret, he will naturally not refuse.

Afterwards, several people finished teaching and returned to Dongcheng District.

At this moment, Weilin had already eaten and drunk enough and returned to his room to rest.

"Lord Kyle, the lord asked me to tell you that we will set off tomorrow." An attendant came to Kyle and reported respectfully.

"Lord Odor, is there anything you need to take away? I'll ask them to pack you up." Kyle turned his head to look at Odor and asked him.

"No, there are not many things, so you don't need to do it for me."

"Yes."

Seeing this, Kyle waved his hand and asked his subordinates to pack their luggage and set off tomorrow.

Odor took his two students to his room and asked them to put away their things.

These few days, the two little guys followed their teacher to play and bought some toys.

"Sister, do you want me to help you get them?" Theo Cardella put away his two little toys, looked at Isa Cardella next to him, and asked.