Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

The Knights of the Round Table had not been seen fighting for several days, and the people of the territory had just learned that the war with the Fast Territory was over.

While they were disappointed, they also felt it was natural.

The power of the twelve Knights of the Round Table is deeply rooted in everyone's heart, and has become the iconic fighting force of the Arnold Territory. They are talked about so much that even a five-year-old child can tell the identity of each of them.

On this day, the Lord's Mansion posted a notice, which excited everyone in the territory and paid great attention to it.

That is, the Cavaliers under the lord are recruiting new people, and the conditions are as follows.

[The recruitment scope is tentatively set at the Guards, aged 14 to 45 years old, with no bad records. Abiding by loyalty, the number is limited to 30 people. 】

The school has been open for so long, so the residents can more or less understand the contents on the notices, and those who cannot understand can learn it from others.

"There are only thirty people! And they are only selected from the guard team. There are only more than three hundred guards in our territory. To choose one from ten people, it seems that the competition will be fierce."

A middle-aged man dressed in noble clothes spoke out. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a wealthy businessman doing business.

"My son is in the Guards, he will definitely be selected." Someone in the crowd said happily, and the people next to him cast envious eyes.

But more people are confused. Now that the territory is developing extremely well, how come the Cavaliers only select so few people and set a certain range.

"This should only be the first batch of recruitment, and there will be a second batch of recruitment after a while."

At this time, a voice came from behind, and everyone gathered in front of the bulletin board turned around at the same time, and when they saw the speaker, they all made way.

"Teacher Xavier."

"Mr. Xavier."

They greeted each other respectfully, and one person asked in surprise: "Teacher Xavier, did you just say that this is only the first batch of recruitment?"

The man called Teacher Xavier is the teacher at West Street School and also Rosalind's tutor.

He nodded politely, came to the notice board, faced everyone, and explained: "Look, it is clearly marked that the age range is between 14 and 45 years old. There are no 14-year-old boys in the Guards, so the first batch Recruiting knights is only from the Guards, and then the scope will be expanded.”

Xavier's explanation was unanimously approved by everyone, and they were all looking forward to the next recruitment and selection, which meant that they or their children would also have the opportunity to enter the Knights of the Round Table and become a new knight, and by then they would be proud of their ancestors.

Of course, they are also looking forward to this recruitment. After all, they are the first batch of knights recruited by the Knights of the Round Table, and there is a special limit of thirty people. Those selected under such strict circumstances must be the elite among the elite.

"I don't know if I know any of these thirty people. I really hope he can be chosen."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone rushed to discuss and name the people they knew or liked, which was quite lively.

Xavier looked at this scene with a smile. He liked the current atmosphere very much. Although it was noisy, it was alive, which was much better than the lifeless atmosphere before.

He walked through the crowd and came to the Territory Affairs Office at the back. He stopped a clerk and asked, "I'm here to see Mr. Marvin. Is he here today?"

When the man saw the person coming, a smile appeared on his face, "It turns out to be Mr. Xavier. Yes, Mr. Marvin is here to handle matters today. Let me go and report it to you."

Xavier nodded and thanked him. Marvin was often asked to deal with some matters, and the two of them knew each other.

In one room.

Marvin sat opposite a person and asked with a smile: "How is it? Are you still getting used to it?"

"Speaking of whether I am suitable or not, I just feel very idle and there is basically nothing I need to do. The Lord and Mr. Thomas have done so much for me, and I deserve it." Byron said in a ashamed tone.

Hearing this, Marvin smiled and said, "Haha. If you, a third-level knight, are really allowed to do hard work like them, it would seem stupid on our part."

"Ha ha."

Byron laughed a few times, and the two chatted for a while. Then he asked, "Why did you come to me this time?"

Marvin looked serious, "The issue of compensation has basically been settled with Viscount Fast, but there is one more important matter. The lord will come forward to negotiate with Viscount Fast personally."

Hearing this, Byron's heart trembled. He thought of something important. This matter was related to him, otherwise Marvin wouldn't have come to tell him specifically.

"I think you should know what is going on. Don't worry. The Lord has taken the initiative. Viscount Fast will let go of your matter, and you will not lose your status as a knight. But wait until Viscount Fast You have to be there the day it comes,” Marvin reassured.

"I understand, thank you Lord." Byron said sincerely.

Marvin smiled and said nothing.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the staff of the Office of Affairs came to report that someone was looking for Mr. Marvin.

"Then I won't disturb your work. I still need to watch the construction site." Byron stood up, took the white hat that symbolized the foreman, and strode out of the room.

After a while, Xavier came in and the two greeted each other.

"Mr. Xavier, there are no classes today?"

"How can I rest? I have to go back to class later."

Xavier shook his head, and then explained his purpose, "Mr. Marvin, I would like to ask about the recruitment of new members to the Knights."

Hearing this, Marvin's heart moved, and he guessed the other party's intentions, but on the surface he remained calm, and even joked, "Why does Mr. Xavier care about this? Have you always had the heart to become a knight? Are you going to teach and want to be a knight?"

"Haha, the Knights of the Round Table are extraordinary. Now your deeds are being spread throughout the territory. No one is envious of you. But I know how capable I am. Even if I am a knight, teaching is more suitable for me."

Xavier complimented, and then said: "I want to ask, have the Knights considered those refugees from outside when recruiting?"

Marvin narrowed his eyes slightly. Rather than asking what the Knights of the Round Table thought, these words were more about testing the lord's intentions.

In the minds of the lords, how do they view those refugees?

Regardless, Xavier has gone beyond that.

"Mr. Xavier, are you taking too much care?" Marvin's voice became colder.

Xavier was slightly startled. The relationship between the two of them should be said to be pretty good, but he didn't expect to fall out so quickly.

He said calmly: "Mr. Marvin, you misunderstood. Many refugees are willing to stay. Influenced by your Knights of the Round Table, the children all regard you as heroes, and they also want a chance to join the Knights."

Listening to these words, Marvin's eyes were fixed on his expression, as if he was judging whether the other person's words were true.

a long time.

"Thank you for telling me this, I will take what you said back." Marvin said.

"Mr. Rao Marvin is here."

Xavier didn't care about Marvin's sudden change of attitude, which was just proof of loyalty. From Rosalind's change, he knew how noble the lord's personality was and how generous he was that ordinary people didn't have.

In his opinion, the decision to stay and stay of these refugees is actually very obvious.

——

early morning.

A luxurious carriage stopped in front of the gate of the Baron's Mansion.

A rich man got off the carriage. He looked at the majestic mansion in front of him with a look of shock on his face. Peppa Pig next to him said: "Lord, let's go in."

"Ah, oh, okay, let's go in."

Viscount Fast calmed his expression and entered the Baron's Mansion with his entourage.

Waiting in the living room.

Ron was having final negotiations with Viscount Fast. There were very few people present. Except for necessary people, even the maids and attendants were not allowed to stay inside.

"Baron Arnold, this is the greatest compensation I can give. For the sake of our friendship, please show your respect." Viscount Fast's posture was very low, without any aristocratic arrogance.

A document was handed to him by Viscount Fast and handed to Ron by Sig. He glanced at the contents on it seemingly casually, but he was very satisfied in his heart.

There were many clauses behind the fifteen thousand horses, one hundred and forty kilograms of grain, and three million gold coins. Ron did not look at them one by one, but none of them exceeded his expectations. He sighed that Viscount Fast really had Money.

Maybe if you keep squeezing, you can squeeze out a little more, but Ron didn't do that. He wanted to leave room for what happened next.

However, Ron still chatted with Viscount Fast on this issue for more than ten minutes, and finally said with a slightly unhappy tone: "Forget it, considering the friendship between us, I won't care about it."

Hearing this, Viscount Fast breathed a sigh of relief. After the negotiation just now, he no longer felt contempt in his heart.

He smiled forcefully and said: "Baron Arnold, now that the matter has been settled, should my knights who were captured by you..."

coming!

The focus of this negotiation was that Arnold led a party that captured more than 3,000 Fast Knights, more than half of whom were extraordinary people.

Ron asked Joyce to calculate that with the addition of these captured knights, the construction efficiency of the new city would be as much as 50%.

Where can I find the labor force of extraordinary people who only care about food?

Ron must not let them go, otherwise he will lose blood!

He pretended to change his expression and said in a deep voice: "Viscount Fast, is the friendship between us so unable to withstand the test?"

"ah?"

Viscount Fast was confused and had no idea what he said wrongly. But seeing Ron's expression, he didn't dare to ask. He could only say quickly: "How could it be? The friendship between the Arnold family and the Fast family Live forever!”

"Okay! Well said."

Ron smiled again, "Viscount Fast, you also know that my territory needs manpower everywhere, and even the new city has just been built. Since we have such a good relationship, don't you do a little help for the sake of our friendship? "

After hearing this, Viscount Fast turned pale, and finally understood what Ron meant. He smiled uglier than crying, "Baron Arnold, it's not that I don't want to, but my territory must also be defended with troops."

In fact, the Fast Territory still has remaining troops, but they are not enough to participate in the war. It is still possible to guard against some external bandits.

Byron, as the former leader of the Fastland Knights, knew these things very well. In Ron's eyes, there was no secret in the deployment of Fastland's troops.

Ron chuckled, "With our friendship, are you still worried about this? When the time comes, I will naturally send my men to assist you."

Viscount Fast was numb when he heard that he was professing 'friendship' again. He had no choice but to agree since he was talking about this.

There's nothing you can do if you don't agree. If they don't give it, you can only redeem it with money. There are more than 3,000 people, and that's a lot of money.

It would be better to stay in the Arnold Territory, and then claim to the outside world that it is proof of the friendship between the two families. It is the Fast Territory that helps the Arnold Territory build a new city, and it will save face.

Moreover, with the development momentum of the Arnold Territory, it will definitely take off in the future. Instead of following that bad guy, it might be better to take advantage of this opportunity to build a relationship with the Arnold family.

Viscount Fast tried to comfort himself, and the more he thought about it, the more he discovered that there were huge hidden benefits.

Maybe he should tell Baron Arnold the person who was secretly plotting to kill him.

Just as he was about to speak, Ron's voice came, "Viscount Fast, actually I have one more thing that I need to discuss with you."

Upon hearing this, Viscount Fast woke up from his thoughts, licked his face and asked with a smile: "Baron Arnold, if you have anything to say, just say it. With our relationship, there is no need to be reserved."

kindness?

Ron was startled, this guy was a little abnormal. He waved his hand, and Thomas who was guarding the door of the hall immediately opened the door, and a figure walked in.

"Byron!"

Viscount Fast stared angrily, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out, but he quickly realized that when Ron called Byron in, it must be something related to him.

He calmed down his emotions, turned to look at Ron, and asked with a smile: "Baron Arnold, what are you doing?"

Gee, this emotional management is very good.

Viscount Fast's reaction was beyond Ron's expectations and therefore disrupted his pace.

Ron pondered for a moment and then said: "Viscount Fast, given our friendship, I don't want to hide it from you. I have taken a fancy to Knight Byron's ability and want him to work for me."

Hearing this, Fast understood. He was a good person. Ron's words were telling him that he wanted to preserve Byron's reputation as a knight and let him end the master-slave relationship with Byron.

In this way, Byron was not an act of rebellion and his reputation remained.

"Of course, in order to make up for your loss, I will make some compensation." After a pause, Ron said again.

"Lord Lord!"

After hearing this, Byron immediately knelt down on one knee. At this moment, he was convinced that he could not let the lord lose for him.

Seeing this scene, Viscount Fast felt complicated. Byron had never respected him so heartfeltly in the past.

Baron Arnold is really good at it!

Moreover, this method does not make people feel insidious, but feels grand. Even he felt a hint of admiration in his heart.

Thinking of this, Viscount Fast shook his head, "Baron Arnold doesn't have to be like this. It's his blessing that Knight Byron can follow you."

After a pause, he added: "I will terminate the nominal contract with him. From today on, Byron is no longer my knight."

Everyone looked at him with surprise, as if they were getting to know Viscount Fast again.

Afterwards, a simple and solemn ceremony was held in the living room. Knight Byron gave Viscount Fast the last knighthood, and after the ceremony, he put on his foreman hat and returned to the construction site.

After all the problems were solved, Ron sent Viscount Fast to the door. The two of them smiled as before, like old friends who had known each other for many years.

When Viscount Fast was about to get into the carriage, he whispered: "Baron Arnold, someone is actually trying to harm you."

Ron looked at him with strange eyes and said with a smile: "Viscount Fast, please get in the car. Come to my territory often when you have time."

".good."

Viscount Fast trembled at the sight of his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He was still a little frightened after getting into the carriage.