The Immortal Wizard is watching

Chapter 16

"Ed, how much food do you think we have now?"

At the center of the banquet, Ronan sat on the ground covered with a woolen blanket and asked Ed beside him.

"Ah?" Ed's attention was drawn back from the wild boar leg roasting on the huge bonfire not far away, and he couldn't help scratching his head and thinking about his question.

"Probably, so many?" After struggling for a long time, Ed opened his hands and made a gesture of hugging.

It was abstract, but Ronan understood what he meant.

Ed can hold the carriage, which contains the food, so it is equal to him holding the food.

All right, no problem.

Ronan twitched the corner of his mouth, and patted him on the shoulder heavily, signaling that he didn't have to be by his side, and went to enjoy the joy of the banquet with other soldiers.

He began to be extremely thankful that he had met Old Motou on the road.

Otherwise, after Hanfeng collar, all the government affairs must be inspected and managed by him, and it would be difficult to find someone who can understand numbers to help.

With the illiteracy rate of this era, the number of educated people is even rarer than that of knights.

But if you think about it from another angle, this is also the intention of the nobles.

After all, how easy it is to manage a group of blind people who don't understand anything, and it's not just what the nobles say.

The laws of the kingdom are only effective between the nobles and the nobles, and the common people can't understand them at all. The content depends entirely on the mouths of the local nobles, who can fabricate them according to their mood.

Today I will charge you [-]% tax, and tomorrow I will be in a bad mood, so I will charge you another [-]% tax for a reason.

Ronan withdrew his scattered thoughts and looked ahead.

Around the bonfire with bright red flames, the soldiers held up the barbecue in their hands, hooked each other's shoulders, and danced cheerfully around the bonfire.

Ronan didn't go to join in the fun. He has been eating and living with his subordinates during the trip these days, and he also has to worry about supplies and routes.

Now that someone can finally share the burden for him, he himself needs to relax.

The knight attendant who was roasting the wild boar carefully cut off the tender meat of the neck, divided it into small pieces, sprinkled with spices, put biscuits on it, and brought it to Ronan.

Next to the barbecue is a platter made of freshly picked fruits, cut open and topped with honey.

"It's well baked." Ronan praised him, "Okay, you can enjoy the banquet too, and you don't have to wait beside me."

"No, my lord, I want to stay by your side, it makes me happier than a banquet." The knight attendant shook his head hurriedly, with a worried expression.

Ronan saw something different in his eyes.

Before, there was only obedience to the nobles, but now there is more worship of the strong.

The other party was the knight attendant who stood by Ronan's side and helped him carry the bow in the previous battle.

He remembered the name as White.

After Ronan thought for a while, he let him sit beside him, handed him the food with his excited expression, and enjoyed it together.

After this devastating battle, the group of soldiers following Ronan was undergoing changes.

While enjoying themselves, the dancing soldiers began to shout Ronan's name from time to time, praising his feat of defeating the enemy.

The reason why the ten knight servants from the family were willing to leave with him was because they had no room to stand out in Triumph City, and on the other hand, it was entirely because of Ed's strength.

Although they obeyed Ronan, that was all.

The other fifty dock workers are even simpler. Even in Triumph City, the lives of civilians are still terrible. The dirty and cramped environment, high-pressure and heavy work, and low and scarce remuneration make their average life expectancy only 35 years old. No hope for the future.

And when they left Triumph City, under the sound of training day after day, they had enough food, got valuable weapons, and got the lord's promise for their future.

Feeling the neat steps of their companions and themselves, a sense of belonging is slowly being born in their hearts.

This sense of belonging and pride reached its peak when they easily overwhelmed the enemy's army and witnessed the might of their lord killing three mighty knights with three arrows.

And tonight's banquet is even more so.

Ronan looked towards the periphery of the banquet, where the 60 militiamen from Viscount Claude who surrendered to him were quietly leaning together.

Although they were given enough food, they didn't dare to make any noise during the banquet. They quietly ate the bread in their hands, and at the same time looked enviously at the joyful soldiers inside.

Soldiers who are watched tend to make louder noises, making their dance moves more visible.

Looking at this scene, Ronan nodded with satisfaction, thinking that the effect was not bad.

Although the previous battle was not a formal battle at all, and lacked the experience of brutal fighting, the combat power of this group of soldiers was still insufficient, and they could not bear the blow of failure.

But at least it's off to a good start.

Confidence is brewing, loyalty is already sprouting.

Any strong army is slowly cultivated from weak by relying on victory after victory, a sense of belonging of faith and strict military discipline.

If he really wanted to give him an elite army of the kingdom, Ronan would not be able to command him, and he had to bring out the most assured one.

"The preparation of the banquet food is great." Ronan looked at the other person beside him.

In order to express his importance to him, Ronan asked Old Motou to sit on his right.

It means that in this banquet, his status is second only to himself.

"From now on, you will be the chief steward of the Cold Wind Territory, and I will let other people obey your orders in terms of management."

Old Motou's expression didn't change much, but he knelt down to him meticulously, performing the etiquette of swearing allegiance.

Ronan quickly helped him up and handed him his food.

This is a rare high-end talent in this era, and it is much more useful to the development of the territory than knights.

In particular, the current situation of the Cold Wind Territory may be poor and empty, and many things have to be rebuilt.

At this time, Lao Motou, who has rich experience, can save him several years of detours.

This is a field that Ronan has never touched, so he will not underestimate people of this era by taking advantage of the time traveler.

In the final analysis, all he has is a broad vision of the future, but to implement specific matters, it is up to these local professionals to implement them.

Ronan decided to let Old Mo Tou sit in his carriage for the rest of the trip. On the one hand, he made his soldiers value his status and made it easier for Old Mo Tou to command.

On the other hand, although Ronan recognized his ability, he must be defensive, and he still needs to further confirm the loyalty of the other party.

Take it with you, and if there are any problems, they can be solved in time.

Sitting back in his seat, he picked up his fork and was just about to eat, only to find helplessly that he didn't seem to have anything to eat when the two plates of food were handed out.

Fortunately, White discovered this in time, got up quickly and helped him cut some barbecue and came back.

(End of this chapter)