When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 512 North County and Sechinger

Horn took out a letter opener from the cabinet, sat at the dining table, removed the wax seal on the outside of the envelope, reached in, and took out an envelope from inside the envelope.

Horn blinked, waved the letter opener, and continued to open the envelope inside, then took out a small envelope from the envelope.

If Armand hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that it was some Black Snake Bay guy who came to mess with him again.

Fortunately, this time in addition to the small envelope, there was also a note written on birch bark paper in the outer envelope.

Horn picked up the note and glanced at it, then he realized that it was an earl of Northshire who asked Murat's father to forward it, and then it was sent to Murat.

This is why there are three layers of envelopes.

The duke who wrote the letter was the respected old earl of Northshire, named Sechinger Ulynotz.

His territory, Longxi Township, borders Langsander County.

I opened the last small envelope, and inside it, besides a ring as a token of my identity, there was a text message with only a few hundred words.

While Armand was scooping porridge for Horn, Horn quickly read the strange letter, which was sometimes vulgar and sometimes elegant.

After putting down the letter, Horn showed a playful smile on his face.

He put the letter aside, mixed the leftover beef and mutton offal from the dinner into the rice cracker porridge, and put spoonful of rice crackers into his mouth, but Horn's eyes gradually lost focus.

North County is located northeast of Longsand County and is one of the five mountain counties.

It is divided into three townships: Longxi Township, Huiwu Township and Shiya Township.

Its area is slightly larger than Langsander County, but its population is only over 200,000, which is almost one-third of Langsander County.

The main reason for this is still the same problem - the interior is mostly mountains and forests, with scarce arable land.

There is finally a Shiya Township, where the Kala Mountains have abundant grassy meadows and are suitable for small-scale grazing of cattle and sheep.

This was originally a treasure land, but it happened to be adjacent to Angusburg in the Burning Castle of the Norn Kingdom.

Angusburg is famous for its beef and cheese production, and they also need this important pasture, not only that, but more.

The people of Enos County were simple and honest, so it was impossible to spoil them. The cattle herders fought each other every day, and in the end no one made any money.

Although one side is called Norn and the other side is called Norse, there is almost no blood relationship between the two.

The reason why this place is called North County is because the indigenous tribe that originally lived in this area was called the North Tribe.

The Norns of the Burning Keep were all driven here from the north by the Empire's pioneering knights.

Today's Norn Kingdom and the so-called Norns are all mentioned by the Leia and Franks west of the Dragon Sleep Mountains.

They are essentially hundreds of indigenous tribes from the East Continent with different languages, who united to form ethnic groups and kingdoms after learning feudalism from the Empire.

This is also why Norn lords are often not called earls, but rather great lords, a title that evolved from chieftains.

The Norse tribes have lived here longer than these Norns and are more resilient.

Many of those Norns were forced to convert and intermarry under pressure during the War of Settlement, and the Norse tribe managed to survive until after the War of Settlement.

But now the mountain folk of Northshire are no different from the Kushites, except that they retain some basic fetish customs.

Count Sechinger of Dragon's Breath Township is a descendant of the chieftain's family of the Norse tribe.

This letter is both related and unrelated to the North labor issue.

To be precise, the Earl of Dragon's Breath seemed to be trying to share the cake. He asked to meet with Horn and was about to visit with 2,200 diplomatic ambassadors.

In the letter, he expected that the two thousand two hundred diplomatic envoys would be stationed in Joan of Arc as liaisons for Joan of Arc.

It would be even better if Horn was willing to provide them with part-time jobs. Horn probably guessed that he was jealous of the wealth of Longsand County from this shameless look.

At present, a large amount of gold coins have flowed into the market because Horn has confiscated the property of monasteries and nobles in Lower Rivershire and Longsandshire.

This means that local prices are rising, and wages are also rising.

To outsiders, a bricklayer could earn dozens of dinars a month, which was considered very rich.

However, Sechinger still had principles and did not pretend not to know, but instead brought up the matter openly.

After all, it was the army that defeated the Imperial Order Company, so Sechinger did not cause any trouble.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing that Horn was distracted and had finished all the porridge in the bowl and still needed to scoop more, Armand reminded him in a low voice.

"Oh." Horn handed the letter to Armand, "Come and take a look. I'll have two more meat pies, and then it's time to set off."

Horn stuffed the meat pie into his mouth and swallowed it, while Armand quickly read the letter: "Mr. Sechinger's request seems a bit excessive, but he is from Meliati after all. Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"What do you mean? Isn't Murat also from Meliati? Isn't he still working for us obediently?"

"You want to win over Count Sechinger?"

"No, I want to subdue the mountain people of North County." Horn picked up a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and sent the plate to the kitchen. "He is second."

Turning from the kitchen, Horn lifted a red lacquered suitcase from the table.

"Armand, bring me the atlas of North, and the notes and extracts from my study cabinet."

After stuffing the documents on the desk and a few slices of bread from the cupboard into the patent leather briefcase, Horn put on his woolen coat and hat.

"Shall we have lunch together?" Armand sorted the atlases into their briefcases, while Horn walked over to Jeanne who was still eating.

Putting the full bowl of porridge into her mouth, Jeanna said without raising her head: "I may have to eat with the new recruits in the barracks at noon. Without me watching, they will definitely make a scene."

Horn bent down and kissed Jeanne on the top of her head, then picked up the packed briefcase and took the meat pie from her plate as Jeanne cried out to protect her food.

"Have you packed everything?" Horn asked Catherine, who had stood up, in a slurred voice while chewing a vegetable and meat pie.

"It's packed." Wearing her nightgown, Catherine straightened Horn's collar like a young wife.

"Okay, I'll see you off at noon." Horn opened his arms and hugged Catherine. "I'll leave the matters of Saint Maiden Bank and Sugar to you."

"Do not worry."

After saying goodbye to Jeanne and Catherine, Horn went out with his suitcase. Outside the courtyard, Pasrick's groom, who served as his guard, was already waiting in a felt hat.

Holding the vertical wooden handrail of the carriage, Horn looked up at the mountains in the distance.

They are sandwiched between the red-tiled roofs and the blue-green towers in the middle of the field of vision. The morning light shines on the top of the mountain, turning half of the sky into a glazed blue.

The morning mist covered the distant sun so brightly red, roosters crowed and smoke rose up, and floating in the air was the smell he often smelled when he was a child in the countryside.

The smell of briquettes.

Finally, I feel a bit like home.

Sitting in the carriage, Horn put the briefcase beside him and looked up at Armand who got in: "So, what's the schedule for today?"

“We have to go to the Holy Visitation Hall first to deal with the paperwork that was not completed yesterday. Several legion commanders from the Exorcist Court also need to report on military supply issues, and we also need to meet with several wealthy businessmen.

If we hurry, we have to go to the Lubyanka Monastery before noon. They say the holy oil is finally ready."

(End of this chapter)