Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

Time flies like a white horse glimpsed through a crack, and two days have passed in a flash, with the Wolf Island soldiers replacing the city defense of Coln, patrolling the streets in an orderly manner, allowing the entire Coln to continue to live.

Inside Coln, merchants began to enter and exit the city gates, various vendors appeared on the streets, and clerics in their priestly robes came out of the Milan Grand Cathedral to purchase supplies.

One by one, flamboyantly dressed women appeared on the streets, waving from the terraces, just to allow the guests from the Northern Territory to experience the local customs of the Southern Territory as much as possible.

Li Wei was on the highest balcony of the White Fort, overlooking the scene in Coln with a telescope.

Coln is a large city, and even more so the commercial hub of the Southern Territory. It can be said that every day the city is closed, the loss of gold coins is simply unimaginable.

Therefore, after taking Coln, both Flynna and Leah unanimously decided to lift the ban on Coln first, so that various industries could continue to develop.

"Brother-in-law, after the rewards are given, are we going to prepare to return to Highcliff Fortress next?" Mir was playing cards in the room, asking from time to time.

To be honest, he had been out for so long, and he already missed his sister far away in Highcliff Fortress.

This question can be said to have asked the unanimous thoughts of the big and small leaders of Highcliff Fortress. The purpose of going south has been achieved, and next, they only need to get what they want, and returning is basically a certainty.

Especially Layton was staring at the lord, wanting to know this idea.

As the lord's personally appointed strategist, he thought more and further than Zart, the number one dipshit of Highcliff Fortress, whose mind was full of muscles.

He was considering whether, if this lord was granted a rich fief in the Southern Territory, he would give up everything he had carefully cultivated in the wilderness and turn to settle and develop in the Southern Territory.

After all, in the end, the wilderness is just a remote and poor place, far less rich than within the Deber territory. Even if you have thousands of gold coins in your hand, you can't find a place to spend them.

"It depends on the situation, but there shouldn't be much of a problem." Li Wei retracted his gaze from those merchants, changed the angle, and stared at the obviously prosperous street.

However, the other party's answer made Layton raise the simple glasses made of two crystals and continue to look down at the book - "The Real Record of the Millennium War."

This is a historical book that collects famous battles within a millennium. There are many things in it that are worth studying and pondering carefully. It was collected by the lord on his behalf.

However, this book is obviously compiled by a bard. Every time a battle ends, he has to compose a scalp-numbing poem.

This often made Layton sigh, even if his grandmother, who loved to hum some wilderness country tunes, came, she would be more skilled than this guy. The poetry simply ruined a good book, and it was unbearable to look at.

As for the glasses?

The thing that completely changed his life back then also left some roots of illness in his eyes. He couldn't see things very clearly. Because of the inspiration of the telescope, he instantly thought of whether he could make a small one to wear on his eyes.

After continuous experimentation, he created the product in front of him. Although the appearance is a bit simple, it successfully alleviated his presbyopia.

"Then we should be able to return to Highcliff Fortress soon." Zart was very optimistic. "When the time comes, I'll tell those brothers who didn't come about the fun things in the Southern Territory and make them envious to death."

This guy is a typical person who can be happy all day long after being full. He has no worries. His biggest worry is probably what to eat for the next meal.

The food has obviously been very good these past two days, and he looks like he has gained a circle.

"It shouldn't be that easy." Heather smiled and took the copper coins from the faces of the two bitter people, and stuffed them all into the cleavage in front of her chest. She had obviously won dozens of copper coins, but it still didn't seem to be overflowing.

Although she is not a human, it is said that human infighting is no less than that of the Drow elves, so she is not as optimistic as Zart, and analyzes the current situation very pertinently: "If this war was completely won by our own people, the problem would be much simpler. The key is that we also followed behind the Northern Territory to fight, and they are not good people who help others for pleasure. They must have come for benefits."

"Heather is right, the more people who divide the cake, the more the skin will be torn, and the cake is so big. If you take a little more, I will inevitably take a little less. It is destined that it will not be so easy to divide." Li Wei's voice of approval came.

In addition to rectifying Coln these days, Onaia and the others and Flynna have been arguing all the time.

"The goblins of the Northern Territory!" Zart didn't understand this profound exposition at all, but it didn't prevent it from understanding that the cake that came to his mouth would be taken away by others, and the wholesale of country slang began.

It is not used to these people in the Northern Territory. It used to exclude them in the camp with its nose not eyes. It doesn't have a good impression of these people. Only Panda is still worthy of its eyes. By the way, there is also Duke Flynna, who has a leg with the boss.

It automatically defaults that the two have a leg, otherwise it is completely incomprehensible why a large amount of supplies are transported from White Stream City to Highcliff Fortress without money.

To say how it knew that it was free, just because the boss almost sold his saber when he bought weapons, and finally owed six hundred loans, he must be very poor, how could he afford so many supplies.

This kind of slang that scolds both parties, Layton on the side just pretended not to hear it. It is a Great Goblin, and automatically defaults that the group of cunning, cowardly and lazy goblins are not the same race as it.

Li Wei sighed, feeling whether it was the right thing to add all the attribute points to this silly cargo on strength and agility.

But as things stand, every attribute point is very important. Adding one point to wisdom now is far less profitable than adding it to strength. He can only go one way to the dark.

He just felt that he had to let this guy read more books. After all, attribute points are not immutable. Actively exercising will also increase them, especially when they are not high in the early stage.

He raised the telescope and continued to look at the distant prosperous city of Coln, standing upright, and the hair messed up by the wind would soon be comforted and smoothed by the goatman girl serving beside him.

However, this behavior was quickly stopped by a middle-aged man with a goatee wearing a beaver skin hat with a few white feathers inserted in it, holding a paintbrush and a paint box.

"Lord Li Wei is like this, let the wind blow your messy hair, it can look more unruly!" he shouted urgently, as if he had seen some peerless treasure, constantly gesticulating with the paintbrush in the air, with a look of intoxication.

This made the lord feel complacent and worked harder to pose, trying to make himself look more stalwart and tall.

It's not that he is keen on observing Coln. If he has this time, it is better to personally experience the local customs of Coln.

But Leah found a famous painter in Coln and named him to paint a portrait of him, the Lion Hunting Knight with outstanding merit, and hang it in the Coln Knight Hall as a good example for the later knights.

The title is something like "Knight's Eye View of Coln."

He was originally unwilling, but he also knew that this could enhance his reputation. After all, Highcliff Fortress now wants to develop and does need a heroic figure.

And in Highcliff Fortress, apart from him, apart from the orcs, Mir is an underage who hasn't grown all his hair, and Tina is a woman. After thinking about it, only he, Li, has a little packaging value.

Perhaps this is the helplessness of being a lord. The lords only need to work, and he has more things to consider.

I heard that this painter's painting highlights an unruly and unconventional style.

Although the lord has no artistic cells, he inexplicably feels that he can be associated with these two words, and he always feels uneasy.

Fortunately, the line draft is almost finished, so he doesn't need to stand here all the time.

After experiencing a war, although Coln has been unbanned, it has more or less affected it. It is far less lively than the last time he came. Most of the people on the street are in a hurry.

Just as he changed direction again, a silver-haired dragon horn girl appeared in the lens, jumping and jumping, followed by an old man behind her butt.

It was Sophia and Sam. Because he had been taking this silver dragon girl with him all this time, the military life was too hard. After Coln calmed down, the lord gave her a gold coin of pocket money and gave her a vacation, so that she could go to Coln to stroll around and relax.

However, considering that this cargo is a fool and it is the first time to come to a human city, the human heart is sinister. Although there will be no life-threatening danger, it is difficult to guarantee that she will suffer.

So Sam was sent over.

This old man has also been staying in the wilderness and has never seen the world, but he is very shrewd. With him following, there will hardly be any major problems.

I don't know how long it took, just when the lord's mouth was dry, the satisfied voice of the middle-aged painter wearing a beaver skin hat sounded: "Sir, the line draft has been completed, you don't need to keep posing here."

Li Wei breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the house and slumped on the chair, picked up the teacup and sipped it. Several goatman maids immediately pinched his shoulders and beat his back, making him extremely comfortable.

These poor people were the ones who defected to Highcliff Fortress in the wilderness. Originally, the lord didn't want to bring women to the war, but considering that the four Drow elves were women and Sophia, it wouldn't work if no one took care of them.

So he also brought these goatman maids whose techniques had been taught.

Not at all for personal gain.

That night, just as he was ordering people to prepare food for the painter who was still working hard, a summons from Onaia interrupted the lord who wanted to see how the painting was going.

He followed the maid in the black and white maid dress to the main building of the castle. He originally thought it was Leah summoning him.

But this beautiful young maid directly bypassed the Knight Hall and went deeper.

It didn't stop until it came to a wide hall. Around it were exquisite murals, sculptures, and green plants dotted it. In the middle were some furniture covered with velvet.

At the end was a door made of fragrant rosewood with delicate carvings.

This is the consistent style of the residences of the great nobles. They like to have a luxurious front hall in front of the bedroom, using luxurious furnishings to prove the identity of the owner of this bedroom.

"Sir, Madam Onaia has been waiting for a long time." The flat-chested maid gently knocked on the door. After receiving a response, she leaned in to open the door and made a gesture of invitation.

The room was different from what the lord thought, even more luxurious and wider than the front hall.

This is a bedroom with a terrace. Opposite is a curtain of transparent white silk hanging down, dancing like a dancer in the wind, able to overlook the entire Coln from a high position.

A round floor bed is placed in the middle, covered with exquisite goose down quilt. On the balcony is a long table, covered with a white tablecloth, and placed with deep red wine.

At this time, a charming noblewoman was sitting on a reclining chair, shaking her wine glass and looking at the bright moon in the sky.

"Sit, please sit." Onaia came back to her senses and greeted with a smile.

Today, this lady is wearing a white cross-bodice long dress. This kind of dress can be said to be very bold, completely showing her proud chest to the fullest.

To be honest, Li Wei is still confused until now, and he completely doesn't understand what the other party summoned him for.

If it is to discuss something, Leah will definitely be present, but the other party only invited him.

Frankly speaking, Li Wei knows very little about Leah's mother, mostly some information that the public knows.

The other party is the eldest daughter of the Martel family in the Northern Territory. She married far away to the Southern Territory because of a marriage and became the wife of the eldest son of the Duke of the Southern Territory.

Originally, it should have been a strong alliance, but I didn't expect that only a year after marrying and giving birth to Leah, the eldest son of the Duke, who had the greatest right of inheritance, died in the lizardman riot in the White Bone Fortress.

There are many rumors about this in the folk, and they all say that this woman from the Northern Territory is a disaster and killed the future Duke of the Southern Territory.

Now these things in this world are real, so even if this is not the case, most people believe this statement after spreading it.

The best embodiment is that the nobles of the Southern Territory have always been quite critical of this Madam Onaia.

"Madam Onaia, do you have anything to do with me?" Li Wei doesn't know much about this lady, and even only had a few minutes of contact when he rescued her last time, so he handles things officially.

"Li Wei, please don't be polite." Onaia sipped a sip of bright red wine, reflecting her already seductive red lips with a bright red color. She put down the wine glass and smiled slightly: "Please forgive me for summoning you after so long. Dealing with these messes in Coln has really made me very busy."

"Leah has told me everything about you these past few days, and I sincerely express my gratitude to you."

"This is all I should do. From the day Miss Leah conferred me, the direction of my sword is where her will points." Li Wei said very modestly.

"This time I summoned you alone, I want to ask you some specific matters."

"Please speak." Seeing that the other party finally opened the topic, the lord looked straight ahead and made a gesture of invitation.

"First of all, I want to know, what do you think of my sister, Duke Flynna?"

Onaia smiled, without any airs, as if she was asking an ordinary question.

"Duke Flynna? Oh, may she stay young forever." The lord shook his head and said.

If Flynna was not very young, the lord would have wished her longevity.

When the real lord talks about another person, the idea is already obvious.

"As for Duke Flynna, I am very grateful to her for providing assistance to me and Leah in regaining the Northern Territory and rescuing you..."