Chapter 111 The fief has never been easily completed
Chapter 111: Fiefdom is never easy (End)
PS: The world champion has ascended to the throne! Messi is awesome! I was so excited that I didn’t sleep all night, and here is a super chapter of 5,800 words.
Aaron was not surprised that Alice Sayre broke up his idea of fiefdom.
Because he has given enough hints, even if Alice Sayre did not notice Aaron and Charlotte's conspiracy before, now the eldest lady has specially left space for the two of them, plus what Aaron said before, the princess
If she had not guessed, she would have been driven out of Susar by the nobles.
Yes, it's what Aaron said before, "I'm just a Viscount of Salian without a fiefdom or a high-level position. I'm very grateful to you for canonizing me as a knight of the inner court. However, the position of knight of the inner court comes and goes.
It’s a common thing.”
On the surface, this sentence sounds like Aaron is making a helpless report, indicating that he has no fiefdom and no real power. In the final analysis, my power status as a knight in the inner court is just an accessory to your power and cannot provide substantial help.
This is the first level.
So the converse meaning of this sentence is that if I have a fief, I can provide you with actual support.
By extension, Aaron has implicitly expressed his desire to fief the land.
This is the second level.
The princess saw through Aaron's purpose, and naturally saw through Aaron and Charlotte's performance.
But it's still part of the plan!
Aaron is not afraid that you will see through it, but he is afraid that you will not be able to see through it!
As mentioned before, the princess is an extremely independent person who only believes in her own judgment. The more you want to be honest with her, the more she will doubt your sincerity. On the contrary, if she feels that she has seen through your hidden purpose, she will instead
You will have confidence in your own judgment.
This is the third level, and Aaron is deliberately letting Alice Searle see through it.
So when we go up to the fourth level, does Alice Serre really not know that Aaron deliberately let her see through it?
Aaron guessed that the princess could probably guess it, after all, he had already hinted to that point.
So in the end both parties came to the fifth level: both of them clearly conveyed their willingness to further cooperate and communicate openly and honestly through this incident, and both expressed their good impressions of each other. As for whether they saw through it or not, it became secondary.
thing.
This is political communication, layer upon layer, it’s disgusting, but you have to taste it.
Moreover, this is a princess who was born in the military. She has only been in power for a few months, and is a little immature and a little impulsive. Aaron was only a grassroots civil servant in his previous life, and his level was only at this level.
If they were really two political bigwigs, their conversation would have been more obscure, more chaotic, and they would have exchanged their views without any boundaries.
Aaron's comment on this is: Politics is a dirty and smelly thing. Is this the kind of thing that is at the top of human thought?
The Son of Chaos would rather face the undead snake-hating people again than play political games with the princess, but he had to play.
This is still Tzeentch's favorite.
Likewise, a certain Master of Mankind and his most loyal servants used this trick to keep twenty-one Primarchs at bay.
"Aaron, I always have a feeling." Alice Sayre's beautiful iceberg face showed a trace of helplessness. She put down her knife and fork and leaned on the back of the chair: "I always feel that I am not needed."
"No one needs me. The nobles hate my dictatorship. The civilians complain about my strict control. The Purple Dragon Knight complains that I am unwilling to increase military spending. Even the Queen's Blade feels that I am inferior to my father." Under the long table,
The thin heels of the shallow high heels with gold soles and red edges also repeatedly hit the carpet. The princess shook her beautiful black pearl silk feet and expressed her emotions in this way: "Since I took the position of regent,
, I have always felt this way.”
"They always express an attitude that the kingdom seems to be better off without me... except for the battle mages, hehe, I know why, and it's also thanks to you, Aaron, that I increased the budget for the battle mages,
And you brought Salian’s first volume, and now all the war mages are fascinated by your and Xia Lu’s magic.”
"So, Aaron, I need to hear your opinion, and this time, I mean it."
The princess with blond hair and red eyes signaled Aaron that he could speak, and she stared at Aaron closely.
"Perhaps, Your Highness, you always make people feel scared." Aaron said softly: "You make everyone feel scared."
"Lie, I am obviously protecting this country!" Alice Searle disagreed. She sneered and picked up the wine glass: "Without me, Cormyr would have been divided long ago. Without me, those refugees would have nowhere to go. Without me,
,What does that loser Caspar know? I..."
"This is why you scare people, my highness." Aaron continued: "As I said before, you only want to hear words that suit your mind, otherwise you will try to 'convince' others. Sometimes
This attempt is limited to oral, sometimes..."
Aaron said no more.
"I..." Alice Serre was about to retort, but her voice faltered.
For the first time since becoming regent, she realized that there might really be something wrong with her.
"Sorry, Aaron, I wasn't like this before." Alice Sel covered her head and made an apology gesture: "Ever since I bathed in the ancient dragon's blood, I also feel that my character is becoming stubborn.
I am too proud to change my opinion, but I always feel that I can control it. You know, compared with the benefits of bathing in the blood of the ancient dragon, these negative effects are simply not worth mentioning."
"I know." Aaron nodded: "Your choice is correct in every sense."
The reward for bathing in the blood of an ancient dragon is too rich. Not only can you get a substantial improvement in the dual attributes of strength and physique, greatly extending your youth and lifespan, you can also gain dragon senses, super resistance corresponding to the dragon attributes, and even master the dragon.
After the power of blood, you can also breathe out dragon breath.
It was the legacy of an ancient red dragon. If it were Aaron himself, he would definitely choose to bathe in the dragon's blood.
It's just that the red dragon is an evil dragon after all, and bathing in its blood inevitably affects Alice.
"But I still don't understand. When my father was alive, this was how he ruled the country. I just followed my father's path. Why did I encounter so much opposition?" The regent finally asked the question she had always had.
Come out: "Aren't we all Obeschier?"
"Because your father is a high-level legendary warrior! He can kill the legendary Khan Yamen of Tukan with hundreds of thousands of nomadic troops in a duel, because your father is a high-level legendary warrior! He can compete with the strength alone
The ancient dragons who can compete with the incarnations of some gods will die together." Aaron's answer was concise and concise: "The nobles will have objections, but do they dare to challenge a high-level legendary warrior?"
"Is it that simple?" This was the answer Alice Searle didn't expect.
"It's that simple! Strength is the basis of centralization of power!" Aaron replied bluntly: "If you can challenge the ancient dragon alone, the nobles will not be able to object to you and your father's centralization of power."
"Otherwise, you want to centralize power, but you don't have the corresponding strength, and you want to be in charge of everything, and you need high-level professionals to help you. There is no such good thing in the outer planes. Let's have legendary strength first, and then we'll come back
…”
Aaron still wanted to say something, but Alice Searle suddenly raised her hand to indicate that enough was enough.
The regent princess understood. She had absorbed enough information from Aaron: "Now, let's talk about your fiefdom."
"Very good." Aaron nodded. After such difficult testing and questions and answers, it was finally his turn.
"You want a fief, Your Excellency Viscount Aaron Salian, why?" Alice Serre turned to look at Aaron with a scrutinizing gaze: "I need an honest answer."
"It's...father's wish." Aaron said naturally.
"Is this Manuel's wish?" The regent princess sighed softly. She recalled Aaron's father: "Yes, I served with him at my father's side. In fact, according to seniority, you can call him
My sister."
"I'd better call you Your Highness." After hearing this, Aaron felt that it was strange and said quickly.
Why do these women want to be their sisters?
You bully me because you think I'm good-looking, right?
No, I already have enough sisters.
"Whatever you want." Alice Sayre interlocked her fingers: "But you have to understand one fact, that is, your family's fiefdom has been transferred to the Bolingbroke family, and your father also signed it."
"Yes." Aaron nodded with a wry smile.
"Then, if you want a fief, it must be a new piece of land." Alice Sayre wiped her mouth with a napkin gracefully.
The Princess Regent is really beautiful, even across the table, she has a tall and curvy figure, luxurious gold threads hanging down her head, her beautiful burgundy eyes are slightly narrowed, and beneath her towering height, there is a pair of perfect black
Long silk legs.
"Aaron Salian, do you know how difficult it is to entrust a new land?" The regent's beautiful eyes narrowed and she hummed: "Every inch of land currently under the control of the kingdom theoretically has an owner.
"
"Cormyr is not a vast country, and the only land I can control is the land directly under the royal family. My father told me a long time ago that enfeoffing the direct territory should not be done unless it is a last resort.
"The regent princess said seriously: "Otherwise, no matter how much territory the royal family directly controls, it would have been sealed for more than a thousand years. By then, the royal family will be just a mascot, and it will be a matter of time before it is replaced."
"For Obeszil, the only thing is to recover the fief and transfer the fief. There has never been the concept of enfeoffment directly under the royal family."
"Aaron Salian, you think that as a viscount you should have a fief, I can understand it, but why do you ask me for a fief?"
"You can solve the goblin camp and the kobold camp by yourself? Sorry, I can do the same by sending a team of purple dragon knights."
"You summoned the incarnation of the gods to resist the foreign gods? Sorry, Aaron, I recognize your heroic behavior, but it is not enough. There is nothing strange about the gods sending incarnations to protect their believers or descendants. You are the one who
Soul Warlock, I have given you the reward you deserve."
"Why do you ask for a fief from me? Aaron Salian?" Alice Ser pursed her lips, her scarlet eyes were dotted with indifference and scrutiny, and her soft eyebrows were as vertical as swords: "Female is the highest level.
reward."
"You are not worthy of such a reward now." The regent princess crossed one of her beautiful legs, wrapped in black pearlescent silk. The heel of her jade foot was freed from the shackles of the gold-soled red high-heeled shoe, and her feet were painted with bright red nail polish.
The tip hooked the toe of the shoe, and he gently rocked the shoe back and forth: "As for the introduction of the dwarf rune craftsmen you mentioned, this is a credit, but I still say that it is not enough. Enfeoffment is the highest level reward.
"
"You must make all the nobles and common people in the kingdom recognize your achievements. You must perform truly great feats to prove that you are worthy of a fief." Alice Sayre said this with a self-deprecating smile: "I
I can’t help you, Aaron. As you know, the nobles of the kingdom are now divided into two factions. To Oberschier, they are the neutral faction and the opposition faction."
"Poof!" Aaron chuckled, remembering two jokes circulated among the nobles.
"The first joke is that His Majesty (Assan IV) only allows two things: neither this nor that."
"The second joke is that His Majesty (Assan IV) only cares about two places: he has to take care of this, and he has to take care of that."
So it's no wonder that there are only two factions of nobles in the kingdom.
"My father once said something to me, and I will pass it on to you now: Don't always think about what the kingdom gives you, but think about what you have done for the kingdom, Aaron Salian." Alice Searle is finishing.
this topic.
The attitude of the princess is very clear: fiefdom? Judging from your current situation, don't even think about it. You have no special contribution to the kingdom worth mentioning.
However, Aaron was a little dazed after hearing this.
If this sentence were put to Aaron in his previous life, he would probably laugh outright, because it is an out-and-out joke. Just because of the 30-year mortgage on his body, he would dare to pat his chest and say that he is worthy of anyone.
But when he heard this sentence in his life, he had a different feeling.
He has been a nobleman in this life, a nobleman with a salary, and a viscount of Cormyr in the Purple Dragon Kingdom. He enjoys his noble status, the property and status left by his parents, and his salary.
He has always felt that this is what he deserves, and this is what his parents paid for with their lives, and he feels at ease.
But, is that really the case?
What Alice Sayer said is quite right. As Aaron Salian, isn't it true that I am asking for money, status, and rewards from the kingdom with peace of mind all day long?
Do you really want to do something practical for Cormier?
No, in most cases, it was just incidental. Killing the hobgoblin warlord was incidental, killing the warlock was incidental, and trading with the dwarf god king Moradin was incidental. I never really thought about the kingdom, but I enjoyed it as a matter of course.
The kingdom gives itself everything.
Yes, why should I ask for a fiefdom from the princess as a matter of course? Have I really done something for the kingdom?
Subconsciously, Aaron shifted his gaze to Alice Searle.
Her father, the great king Assan IV.
Thinking of this king, Aaron felt infinite admiration in his heart.
Assan IV has been fighting for the kingdom since he came of age. The life of this legendary king is a life of fighting, living and dying in battle.
Why do so few warriors survive to become legends?
Because they are all dead.
Only Assan IV rose to the challenge. This king was brave and brave. He came to this world alone and vowed to crush all the enemies of Cormyr and create a bright future for this forest kingdom.
He ushered in a golden age and left behind a tragic song.
Yasan IV didn't have to die. He was a high-level legendary warrior. As long as he didn't want to die, unless the gods or the supreme beings from the outside took action in person, what could trap a high-level warrior who could face off against an ancient dragon?
Level legend?
Death is his choice.
The ancient red dragon is too powerful. The lifespan of any ancient dragon can reach tens of thousands of years. It can be defeated, but the conceited and vindictive ancient dragon will fight back one day, and by that time, Asan IV will definitely no longer be alive.
Well, even a legendary warrior has a very limited lifespan and can never be compared with the Ancient Dragon.
Then when the time comes to face the counterattack of the ancient red dragon, the forest kingdom will surely face a catastrophe.
So Asan IV made a choice and died together with the ancient red dragon.
As long as any legend has a choice, he can live in fine clothes and enjoy the glory and wealth of the mortal world, or he can travel to the outer planes and travel to the kingdom of the gods.
But he chose to die.
This is why the man named Sharp broke the nose of the statue of Assan IV and was directly sentenced to beheading. This is why the Cormyrs do not allow anyone to slander their king.
Aaron recalled the Arrabelle people who were queuing up to receive relief porridge on his way here.
Indeed, I should do something for this kingdom that treats me well.
Aaron gradually strengthened his determination.
He no longer wants to play tricks, trickery, and various means to obtain fiefdoms. The power of Slaanesh and Tzeentch is enough.
Now is the season of war!
War, war, never changes!
"Your Highness, if I plan to join the Arabelle Restoration Army of Countess Millman-Laure of Arabelle, will you support me?" Aaron said in a deep voice.
"Countess Millman?" Alice Sayre said in surprise: "Aaron, you have to know that no one is optimistic that Millman can recover the fallen Arabelle from the hands of more than 20,000 orcs!"
"There are 30,000 refugees from Arabelle in the city." Aaron had already made up his mind: "Didn't you say you want to see what I have done for the kingdom?"
"I plan to do it, my highness. Let's discuss the fiefdom later. I just want to ask you, my highness, do you support me?" Aaron closed his eyes.
Alice Serre looked at him curiously with a pair of beautiful eyes. As a princess who received the dragon's legacy, her senses were particularly delicate and she could sense the sudden changes in Aaron's mood.
Although she didn't know what happened, her intuition told her that Aaron was serious.
There was a glimmer of light in Alice Ser's eyes, and her eyes that were originally as cold as knives gradually became as soft as water.
She thought of her father, who had the same expression whenever Assan IV went to the battlefield.
The difference is that Aaron is really good-looking. His white skin is smoother than his own after bathing in dragon blood. His sword eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, his nose is high, and his facial features are as cold and deep as sculptures. Even for the Elf Empire,
The most exquisite works of art cannot compare.
No matter how long you watch Alice Searle, you will never get bored.
For a moment, Aaron's face seemed to coincide with his father's.
"I promise, if you can really follow Millman to complete this miracle, then you will be the representative sent by Obeszil to regain Arabelle. When the time comes, I will notify the nobles across the country, and it will be much easier for you to get the fiefdom." Princess Regent
Nodding: "I will try to arrange it for you."
"What if it fails?" Aaron opened his eyes and half-smiled. This was not the first time he had been treated like this.
"Then your participation in the war is a personal act, and I, Obeszil, will not be responsible for it." Alice Searle smiled: "But no matter what, come back alive, what are you doing to...Charlotte, to the kingdom, to me?"
It’s all very important.”
"So, it's a deal?"
"It's a deal."
As soon as these words were spoken, this rather long lunch was finally coming to an end.
The two stood up, and Aaron said proactively: "I hope we can meet often in the future, my highness."
I also hope that Alice Searle covered her lower abdomen with one hand. She always felt that there seemed to be hot and itchy, starting from the moment she just looked at Aaron and superimposed the images of Aaron and his father in her mind.
It was like it was on fire. Alice Searle remembered what Charlotte had said to her before: "So, once a week?"
What? Once a week?
I also want to meet once a month!
Aaron thought to himself, is it necessary so often?
"Let's do this. You are on duty on Monday and Tuesday, so we will meet on Monday. You will cook and arrange the lunch at noon. We can have lunch together in the palace. We have a day to discuss many matters. How about that?
"Alice Searle was clearly in high spirits.
"Yes..." Aaron groaned secretly in his heart.
I will meet with the priest on Sunday, I will learn magic with the eldest lady on Thursday, Friday and Saturday, and now Monday is also taken up by the regent.
I'm so busy!
There won’t be enough time in the next week, right?
Alice Searle had already stretched out her hand, and Aaron had no choice. He took the princess's little hand wrapped in a long black lace glove and kissed the back of her hand directly.
"Hmm~" With a slight snort, Aliceser immediately retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted, and a blush flew up on her face.
This feeling is indeed correct.
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