The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 636 Newly Appointed Nobles
"What? A letter from His Highness?" Ismir, who was carrying bricks in Palembang, nervously wiped his hands and accepted the official document delivered by the king's messenger.

"By the way? You...can you read?" The messenger suddenly paused for a moment, then asked cautiously.

“Of course!” Ismir had read a few books, and although he didn’t know many characters, he could at least understand normal announcements.

"Ah! Is this true?" Ismir stared in shock at the official document in front of him, which said that he should arrive at the Swiftstream Castle before dawn the day after tomorrow, where the king would publicly bestow honors upon him as an encouragement!
“Of course… His Highness doesn’t have time to play games with you!” Roland’s messenger pouted, a hint of envy in his eyes as he looked at Ismir. He knew that their fates would be completely different starting the day after tomorrow! He would become a noble lord!

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"My God! I did it! King Roland has taken notice of me! I'm going to become a nobleman!" At this moment, Ismir was jumping and dancing in the streets of Palembang, as if he were experiencing a brief moment of lucidity before death.

"Tsk! Is there no one in this world he cares about?" Yu Modran, the newly appointed governor of Palembang, stood in Palembang's only two-story city hall, frowning incredulously. The thought that such a person was about to join his social class made Yu Modran shudder.

“He’s quite an interesting child. He’s already a third-tier druid at such a young age. He’s also a person with exceptional talent!” Nanfeng Modran, who was standing to the side, smiled. He was Yu Modran’s younger brother. As a member of the family, the entire Modran family followed Yu Modran to Palembang.

“My dear daughter, you must stay away from people like that. Newly-minted nobles love to take advantage of naive young girls like you!” Yu Mordran suddenly remembered something and quickly turned around to warn his daughter, Liz Mordran.

"..." Liz Modran didn't take her father's words seriously. Although she was inexperienced, as the eldest daughter of the Modran family, she was not a naive and clueless girl. Although Ismir's behavior was ridiculous and ugly at the moment, Liz Modran knew that this was a normal reaction of a commoner who had successfully entered the ranks of the nobility. In the eyes of the quirky and clever Liz, his reaction was still conservative.

"Old Deng? What kind of title do you think His Highness will give him?" Liz asked, her voice filled with jubilation.

"You little brat!" Yu Modlan rolled his eyes helplessly. This girl had been like this since she was little, always saying things like "Old Deng, get some gold coins" or "Old Deng, get some gold coins," and had never spoken to him properly. He, her father, was more humble than a grandson, but Yu Modlan could only spoil her. After all, she was his only daughter. His son had a secondary account, but his daughter was truly his only heir.

"I don't know, it depends on His Highness's mood. If he's in a good mood, he'll give him a title of nobility; otherwise, he'll just give him a knighthood!" Nanfeng Mordran, standing to the side, could only smile and explain to his niece as he watched his glaring older brother.

"Oh, I thought he would become a baron!" Liz shook her head, immediately losing interest.

"What? A baron? What did he do to dare to aspire to be a baron? Our family worked ourselves to the bone to become a pioneering baron! How much blood and sweat did our family shed on the battlefield before we finally had the chance to expand and join the ranks of hereditary barons! If it weren't for His Highness Roland's mercy, the Mordland family would never have reached the level of hereditary earls in this lifetime!" Yu Mordland stared at his daughter in shock. Good heavens! When did barons become so common? Although they belong to the lower ranks of nobility, they are truly a threshold to enter the noble circle!
Dukes and marquesses might not give knights and lords a second glance, but they would definitely treat barons with the utmost courtesy. A baron is already a successful entry into the game of nobility, and can be considered a voice in both Parliament and before the King! Simply put, he has a voice in the noble circle. Although others may not listen to what you say, everyone will let you speak.

Of course, powerful border barons and barons with real power are even more coveted! Their influence is far greater than that of some earls! After all, they hold fiefdoms and military power that countless court nobles and titled nobles envy!

As for hereditary earls, they are even more remarkable! If a baron is merely someone who has truly entered the circle of nobility, then an earl belongs to the very elite of the middle nobility! For most nobles, an earl is the pinnacle of a family. Here, we must mention the tragic Heinrich family. This family was a hereditary earl family, but six sages gave them the ambition to go even further. They happened to encounter the Sword and Shield family, which wanted to break through the marquisate and become a duke family. In the end, they were successfully exchanged by the Augustus family in a "tragic" story.

“Yes! Your Highness is merciful. This family promotion is a rare event that has been achieved only once in thousands of years, with just a few people and soldiers! Therefore, we must always be loyal to the royal bloodline of Lagrange!” Nanfeng Modran nodded firmly.

"Second Uncle, it seems that the kingdom no longer has any royal blood..." Liz said weakly.

"..." Yu Modran.

"..." Nanfeng Mordran. "..." A group of Mordran family members watching the drama unfold.

"Silence!" Yu Modran hissed angrily in a low voice.

"The King of Romanian is also a branch of the royal family! Don't talk nonsense! Be careful not to bring disaster upon your family with your words!" Yu Modran said with a grim expression. These words could be a big deal or a small one. Although everyone knows that the legitimate royal bloodline is completely extinct, how can a subject speak so carelessly? If the king is interested, he will think that you are questioning the legitimacy of his bloodline, which could bring annihilation to the Modran family!

"Hmph! That's true, isn't the King's Landing family also a branch of the royal family? Besides the Queen's Nyx family, even the Dragon Rider family, the Antony family, has royal blood! If you think about it carefully, doesn't the King's Landing family also have some?" Liz said in a low voice, dissatisfied.

"..." Yu Modran.

"..." Nanfeng Modran.

“Nanfeng! Do you think it’s too late for me to kill that rebellious daughter now?” Yu Modran said leisurely.

Ismir, of course, had no idea that the Mordland family was watching his erratic behavior. Even if he did know, he would still act erratically! He could have his own family tree, so what was wrong with showing off such an amazing achievement?
"Congratulations, Lord Ismir!"

"Ismir, are you going to become a nobleman?"

"My lord, please accept my blessing!"

"It was an honor to fight alongside you!"

Sure enough, when you become powerful, the world becomes kind to you, and everyone around you is a good person! Ismir was immersed in the flattery of the crowd and felt like he was floating on air... until he lost sight of his own form.

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"Your Highness!" Ismir looked nervously at Roland in the square.

"Whoosh!" Roland drew his Dragon Slayer Sword.

"..." Ismir felt a tightness in the back of his neck as he stared at the gleaming Dragon Slayer Sword, and instinctively shrank back.

"...6!" Roland was internally ripping over. So what if I'm too ugly? You're running away from me like crazy?
"Ismir, kneel down and receive your investiture!" However, Roland still had to go through the proper procedures, even though this newly promoted lord seemed a bit dim-witted.

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"Get up! From now on you are a lord of the kingdom! I hope you will be careful in your words and deeds, loyal to the kingdom, loyal to your lord, and loyal to your duties..." Roland went on and on.