Chapter 366: The Blame-Baker
Looking at the enthusiastic and even green eyes of his subordinates, Paul felt frightened.
If I can’t give them what they want, I won’t be overthrown by their alliance, right? Just like Myron's dad.
It's okay for the people in the Government Affairs Council. They are in the civil service system after all, and they can get rid of it by throwing out a bunch of honorary titles and some material rewards.
But what about the generals in the army? They have all achieved military exploits.
Of course, Paul has been sitting on the lord's seat for two years. He has led troops, fought in battles, suppressed lawless pirates, and fought against the arrogant Kent family. He can be considered a man who has seen the storm. Although he is frightened in his heart, his face is full of fear. Able to maintain a dignified appearance.
On the surface he remained calm, thinking about how to deal with it.
There was a loud "pop", breaking the tranquility of the previous moment.
The sound interrupted the thoughts of everyone present in the hall, and everyone looked at the source of the sound in unison.
Ladi Setia Gerald, the female consultant with emerald green hair and acting director of the Department of Education, closed the notebook in front of her heavily.
The female consultant stood up unhurriedly. She, who usually took notes silently during meetings, suddenly became the focus of the hall.
"Everyone," the female consultant said slowly, "Your Majesty the Earl has announced that the meeting is adjourned, and we should go back to work."
The tone was not loud and gentle, but it carried an indescribable feeling. The power of something—that’s how Paul felt it.
She nodded to Paul, "Mr. Graiman, I'm going to take my leave now."
Then she picked up the notebook, turned around and left.
"Ah, let's take our leave too!"
"We have to get back to work quickly."
As soon as La Di left, everyone stood up to say goodbye and left the hall, although everyone looked sad.
Paul was left looking puzzled.
Just... left?
Forced into the palace!
Ah bah bah bah! Am I suffering from persecutory delusions? How could you be so suspicious of your (so far) loyal subordinates?
After sitting blankly on the chair for a long time, Paul hit his palm.
Definitely! La Di must have used some unknown means to make the people who came to the meeting go away obediently.
After all, Paul had learned La Di’s skills in the church in Port Fulan, and she said it was a “hint.”
how? Ladi has now evolved to the point where she can give you hints without glaring at you with her glasses?
Am I already being "brain controlled" by her without knowing it?
Wait a minute, people have just solved your problem, how can you speculate like this?
Huh? By the way, the suggestion seems to be based on the premise that the other party also thinks is correct, that is to say...
Having to think of a way, Paul turned his brain and began to think.
To choose someone who is loyal, takes the overall situation into consideration, and has made great contributions...
The decision is yours!
......
"Sneeze!"
Bryce, who was sitting in the headquarters of the 1st Infantry Battalion, sneezed. He rubbed his nose and continued in his mind. Think about what happened at the end of the meeting just now.
Really, has the earl forgotten that?
The Graiman family now has the power to entrust vassals! This news quickly spread among the top management, and everyone was thinking about it for a while.
Especially the generals in the army! Not to mention that more than half of the senior officers are "knights" of the Graiman family for generations, but they have all made great achievements since the Earl succeeded to the throne.
Eradicating the pirates, quelling Bailding's rebellion, and defeating the eager Kent family, a series of wars actually expanded the population and territorial area actually controlled by the Gleiman family several times.
This can be regarded as opening up a new territory, right?
The most appropriate reward for the achievement of opening up a new territory is naturally to grant the hero a fief.
A nobleman with a sword! Even people like Bryce are thinking about it. Before, they were just a group of wild knights who were not recognized by other places. Now they can skip this step and be promoted to real nobles!
I am not greedy, as long as the five villages and the grove near the manor are enough. A title? Just make him a viscount... ah no, just make him a baron. People have to be content!
Hey hey hey! Bryce felt excited at the thought of having a piece of land and a title that could be passed down forever to his descendants. Not only will it benefit future generations, but even the ancestors of the Alder family will become glorious, and his family can build a family tree in an upright manner.
With the territory, he will continue to serve under the earl, continue to serve him, and when he is old, he will return to the territory to take care of himself.
Every day, I am unrestrained, flying eagles and running dogs, bullying men and dominating women... Delete the last one.
What a pleasant life!
"Report!"
The guard's voice interrupted "Lord Bryce"'s beautiful thoughts about the future.
"Come in."
"Butler Philip from the Lord's Mansion is here, saying he wants to see you."
"What? Quick, please!"
The hair is gray but The energetic old housekeeper was quickly invited into the office.
Bryce stood up and greeted him, "Oh, Butler Phillip, if you need anything, just send someone to tell me. I promise to rush over as soon as possible."
Old Philip adjusted his glasses and said with a smile: "The Earl asked me to come here in person."
"Oh? Does the Earl have anything important to do?"
"Not really. It's something important. I would like to invite you to have dinner with him at the Lord's Mansion at 7pm."
"I'm so honored. Is there anyone else?"
Philip shook his head: "No, as far as I know, I invited you alone."
"What?"
Bryce was a little surprised, and he immediately reacted: "Please reply to the earl, I will arrive on time."
Before sending the old housekeeper off respectfully Finally, Bryce felt a wave of emotion in his heart.
Master Graiman, please invite me alone!
What is this for? He thought about it, couldn't it be for the reward?
Lord Grayman didn't look for anyone else, he looked for me alone. Bryce felt excited again.
That’s right, when it comes to the real humerus of the Gleiman family, apart from old Ford, it is himself, and even that guy Cecil is ranked behind.
Bryce is quite confident about this.
"I am the earl's loyal dog." He has always had this understanding.
He immediately sent someone to his home to inform him that he would not go back for dinner at night, and then made careful preparations.
...
“Crack! Crack!”
With the sound of metal friction, a strangely dressed man came to the gate of the Lord’s Mansion.
The reason why I say it is weird is because the visitor is wearing a complete set of knight armor - the kind that covers the whole body from head to tail.
After Paul reformed the army and equipped it with muskets, such outfits had disappeared in Lake Town for a long time.
The current Arda army also has metal armor, such as breastplates and helmets, but they are lighter.
What is even more exaggerated is that the visitor is wearing a red cloak behind his back.
He is simply a character straight out of a knight novel.
The guard at the Lord's Mansion complained in his heart.
Just as they came forward to question him, the "Knight" took off his helmet with a mask.
"Lord Bryce?"
(End of this chapter)