Son of the Olden Days

The northern part of the mainland of Salvinia, Kennazzi Territory, Lord's Mansion.

It was at dinner time that the entire lord's mansion was brightly lit.

In the dining room, the fire in the red fireplace is swaying happily, and the delicate dishes on the table are neatly arranged, and the food in it is exuding aroma and heat. The exquisite high-backed tables and chairs were pulled away from the dining table, and Lord Kennazar and his family were seated.

Although winter has always been difficult, in the final analysis, winter is only winter for the poor.

Many territories on this continent will be named after the surname or name of a certain generation of lords. On the one hand, it is convenient and simple. On the other hand, it is also a kind of honorary inheritance for some small families with little background.

Those who abide by the family precepts will name their territories after the family name, hoping to show the family glory from generation to generation. The vanity-conscious ones will be named directly after their own personal names, hoping that even after years of death, their stories will still be circulating.

Of course, no matter what kind of naming method, it is never set in stone. Too many territories on this continent are destroyed from the map every year, or changed names, or merged into larger areas.

Almost between the territory and the territory, there is usually a distance or distance of more than five days.

No one cared about such trivial matters before, until a sociologist pointed out after traveling around the Quartet that this is actually a typical social phenomenon. Because those territories that were separated by a day or two were swallowed up during mutual attacks.

After the dark calendar, the humans on the continent have been fighting with monsters, and at the same time fighting with their own clan.

When the overall environment stabilized one day, everyone stopped and realized that the sociologist was right. Almost all the territories that still exist are more than five days away from each other, which later seems to have become the default safe distance for everyone.

The territory beyond five days is actually not impossible to fight, but there are too many variables through the dark wilderness.

The conquest is too far and it’s difficult to carry heavy loads. If you’re in the wilderness before you reach the enemy’s location, you will encounter monsters with heavy damage. It is very likely that your opponent will seize the opportunity to fight back and eventually lead to your own destruction. It won't pay.

It's not that this kind of thing has never happened, and it has happened a lot.

There are various forms of war, and the reasons for destruction are always strange.

Braun Kennardze has been a lord for more than ten years. At that time, the lord position was passed from his grandfather's generation to his father, and finally fell on him.

Braun was also cautious in the years he became a lord, and his territory was afraid to say how to grow in his own hands, but at least it was still stable to this day. Life close to the border is usually like this. If there are not too many twists and turns, the stitches should be repaired for two to three years, and the wind and rain for seven or eight years.

Between prayers, Braun sat on the main seat and scanned his two wives at the table, as well as the eldest daughter, the second daughter and the youngest son. He felt that there was nothing dissatisfied with the current life, and the years were quiet.

Their family believes in the old Lord of Light. If it were in the Southern Border of the Dark Council, the family would have been declining, and the people would have died. Fortunately, this is the North.

It doesn’t matter how pious the faith is. That’s how people are. Life is stable and boring, or the heart is not strong enough. You have to catch some letters and letters. Although when the bad luck comes, it is of no use.

At the moment, the atmosphere on the dining table was normal, and Braun quickly lost interest after listening to a few sentences on the topic of his wife and daughter. After the knife and fork were placed on the plate of food, he shook his hand with the warm drink, and a rare laziness flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the old housekeeper entered the restaurant silently, and then stood aside with his hands down.

Braun frowned. Usually the old housekeeper would not bother him when he was dining with his family. Once he arrived, there must be some news.

The arrival of the butler shows that the matter is not too small, otherwise it is completely possible to wait until tomorrow, but the matter should not be too big, otherwise the old butler will not calmly maintain etiquette and stand aside.

This winter so far everything is fairly stable. For Braun, sometimes no news is the best news.

Although it is not the time to deal with territorial affairs, Braun still waved to the butler reluctantly. As the lord of a place, sometimes he still has his own dilemmas and problems to face.

After the old butler politely saluted all the wives at the table, he approached the lord's ear respectfully and whispered the news he had received.

"This..." After hearing the news, Braun opened his mouth slightly, his expression a little confused and a little surprised.

The atmosphere on the table suddenly fell silent.

"What's the matter, father?" 15-year-old daughter Petty asked at the dining table. In fact, she noticed when the housekeeper appeared. At this moment, seeing the look of her father, it must be something that happened in the territory, she couldn't help it. Asked out loud.

There are many things Braun would refer to his eldest daughter's opinions on the things in his territory. On the one hand, he has limited energy and needs a reliable helper. On the other hand, Petty has been very smart since he was a child and often has good insights in management.

Braun is also happy to let go of training, after all, his youngest son has not yet grown up.

"A new territory appeared behind us. It is said that the lord is a kid about your age, called Sol. He settled in the unnamed village at the foot of the mountain, and he attracted the ash stumps and the population of the tide village, and integrated Goblin...hmm!"

As if suddenly remembering something, Braun turned his head to look at the housekeeper.

"Is the news reliable?"

"Yes, sir, it has been confirmed." The butler replied.

There are two main sources of news for local lords such as Braun. On the one hand, they are the circulation of news brought by trading merchants everywhere. On the other hand, the lords will release some scouts to spy on the surroundings after a certain period of time.

The proof of what the steward said was nothing more than a conclusion that came from both channels, combined with the comparison. I dare not say the details of this conclusion, but the truthfulness of the news should not be too far apart.

The three villages of Braun kept them for more than ten years, mainly because the straight-line distance for more than ten days was too far, and it was meaningless to be included in the territory. There were no special products except for a small amount of fish.

Another reason is that the population is too thin. Those three villages have been looking like dozens of people for so many years, even if they are forced to move to the territory, nothing can be done, and they have to worry about resettlement.

If those people are not moved, they can actually be included in the territory.

The advantage is that it can bring some small taxes to the territory, but once those villages encounter any danger and attack, if people are not sent to rescue and give shelter, the name of the lord will eventually become a joke, and it will chill the hearts of the surrounding towns.

So for more than ten years, those three villages have been tasteless, and it is not a pity to abandon them.

But now that those people have become the leaders of others, the meaning has changed. The key is that the kid has also integrated the goblin. What does he do with the integrated goblin? This is the source of Braun's confusion and alert.

Because the opponent seems to be trying to draw in all the surrounding forces in order to prepare for war, even if it is an alien.

The brood of goblin Braun knew it too, but he was not interested. In Braun's eyes, those dwarves who could only use stones and sticks were no different from a group of animals. There is no value in absorbing, and food is wasted.

"Then what are you going to do? Father."

Petty instantly thought of a piece with Braun, and even thought further, but she felt that since others have not revealed hostility for the time being, it is meaningless for her to panic here blindly, so she asked her father's response first.

"It's not very good. Routinely write a report to the main city Allantis, and then wait and see." Braun spread his hands.

In fact, he was in a daze just because of the sudden news. It felt like a few rotten vegetable leaves that he usually didn't care about were suddenly stolen by others in his own wheat field. It was a small accident.

As for sending letters to the main city, it is considered to be a routine management process in the North. Although each territory is independent on the surface, it is supported by a large family in the North. The Kennazzi family has been standing in line for many years.

Each big family usually controls several adjacent territories in a certain area. If you don’t take the initiative to stand in a team and want to hold power independently, unless you can resist the offensive gathered by surrounding territories, because no one wants to have their own territory. Others.

Even if you can resist the surrounding area and cannot hold you for a while, the neighboring territories will isolate you and cut off trade. When you are unfortunately attacked by wild monsters, no one will come to support you.

In the final analysis, this is more like a kind of remote management. The local lords collect taxes from the people under their jurisdiction, and then turn their heads to pay taxes to the major families entrenched in the main city behind them.

Now a new force has appeared on the border behind him. As long as the letter goes back and forth, he can know the meaning of the main city, and it is very likely that this is the handwriting of the family behind him, but he has not been notified for the time being.

"You know what I'm asking." Petty looked at his father, and the so-called routine letter was not an answer at all.

"Well, let's get in touch first in the spring, as long as it is profitable in trade..." Braun shrugged to his beautiful and intelligent daughter. Although the words were not finished, the meaning was already obvious.

If the brat Thor in the rear is a new self-contained force, then the attitude of the main city must eventually be eliminated. The northern border has never allowed uncontrollable forces to exist, in fact, this is similar to the southern border.

Even if you want to fight, the main city's reply may promptly request to cut off trade first, isolate the other party, and hinder the other party's material flow.

However, the main city’s instructions are one thing, but this fringe zone is too far away, and there are often people who engage in normal trade with the enemy privately, and the reason is nothing more than profit. After all, life in the border area is not easy for everyone, and many of the leaders are still naked.

Braun believes that even if he doesn't do this, there will be people in other nearby territories who will do it, and perhaps the letter they sent to the main city is already on the way.

Anyway, there is only one prerequisite for final trade, which is to be profitable.

As for the main city, even if it is finally going to fight, how to fight? How many people fight? When to fight? That should be a long time in the future, anyway, let's talk about the money first.

After getting his father's solution, Petty's beautiful eyes blinked, lost in thought.

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