I built a manor in the Middle Ages

Chapter 97 A Bridge and a Mill

Ryan stood aside politely. Because of Luc's frequent tributes, he was fortunate enough to follow Luc into the monastery this time. When he heard that Master Luc could obtain the title of knight, his breathing immediately became rapid. When he saw Luc mention the village of Ward, his pupils widened.

But who knew that the next moment, Pierre would categorically refuse:
"No, don't even think about it!"

No matter how small the land was, it was still Baron Berry's fiefdom. Pierre had already occupied Baldwin's fiefdom, so it was impossible for him to ask the other party for Ward Village, which he had never even heard of.

He said with a straight face, "Change it."

"Ah, okay."

Unlike Ryan's genuine regret, Luc just pretended to sigh and seemed very lonely.

Of course, he knew that it was impossible to get the land in Ward Village. He just made a higher request, and then made a slightly smaller request after the other party refused. This is a negotiation technique that can help him get what he wants to the greatest extent.

Luc pretended to ponder for a moment and then stated his needs:
"Master Dean, in that case, I don't need a specific fiefdom. How about granting me the Twerf Bridge, just north of Cooper Castle, along with the mill within Knight Baldwin's territory? I hope to support myself and my wife by collecting tolls and the money from grinding flour."

Between the lines, Luc had already referred to the woman he had never met as his wife.

Pierre closed his eyes and thought, without giving an immediate answer.

After searching carefully in his mind and finding that there was indeed no one who could replace Luc, he gently touched the white paper in front of his knees. Finally, he opened his eyes and said, "Okay, I will persuade Baron Berry to confer them on you."

"Thank you very much!"

Luc smiled and stood up from his seat, bowing slightly.

……

In the afternoon, Luc and others rushed to the Cooper Castle Tavern in advance to finalize the specific details. The next step was to wait for Pierre and Baron Berry to finish their discussion and then invite them in to be conferred the title.

On the way to the tavern, Luc felt refreshed and indescribably comfortable.

Finally, I finally have a legitimate knighthood!
Luc's soul was not yet so obsessed with the small title of knight that he would regard it as a golden rule, but he understood that in this era of serious class stratification, aristocratic status meant that he would be able to enter and exit most places and attend aristocratic banquets without any obstacles, and he would be able to obtain a higher social status and respect. Legally speaking, he even had the right to participate in the parliament with higher decision-making levels.

If you have a child, he will inherit the title in the future, and you can also send him to a higher-ranking noble family to serve as a servant, receive private education, court etiquette, and combat skills and tactics.

In short, in this era that emphasizes legal lineage, nobility represents privilege.

Ryan followed closely behind, his mouth never closing.

He was happier than Luc himself that Luc could become a nobleman!

In his mind, Master Luc should have been a nobleman long ago. He brought two of them with him and developed a remote mountain forest to its current level. Compared with the lord in Provence who ran away the first time he met the Lombards, Master Luc was much better than the other one, no, twice as good!

Besides, Master Luc has become a knight, and I have also become a real squire.
Looking at Luc sitting on the horse holding the reins, Ryan felt mixed emotions. A year ago, he was still a slave who suffered humiliation in John's house, but just one year later, he was able to accompany a knight. If his parents were not dead, what would they do when they knew this news?
Unlike Ryan's complicated mood, Hans, who had been watching the horses outside, walked silently at the end carrying food on his back, without a single ripple in his heart.

Lord Luc is a noble, what's there to be excited about?
"Master, we've arrived at Cooper Castle!"

An hour later, Ryan pointed to Cooper Castle, where he had been many times, and shouted happily.

When he re-enters Kupel Castle, Luc's identity is about to undergo a drastic change. This time he no longer hides the family crest. Although he does not have the habit of wearing a heraldic burqa yet, Luc has already planned to make one in the future.

With the stag emblem draped over the horse's belly, it went straight into the tavern. Learning from the lesson of his horse being accidentally stolen last time, Luc asked the tavern owner to tie the warhorse in the safest place and tied a thin rope next to it with a bell borrowed from the tavern hanging on it.

The last time Hans broke a chair of the inn owner, but the inn owner did not ask for compensation. After all, Luc's warhorse was almost stolen in his inn, so it was a good thing that he did not ask for compensation from him.

The boss ushered in the familiar-looking Luc. Seeing the stag emblem for the first time, he was slightly startled. Then he swallowed and said, "So you really are a knight, sir?"

"How could this be false? Who dares to pretend to be a knight in Cooper Castle? Go and prepare the rooms and food!" Ryan raised his eyebrows, and the tavern owner immediately shrank his neck and said no more.

Indeed, who would dare to pretend to be a knight in the Baron's direct territory?
They were carefully led to the cleanest table. After they sat down, the owner was about to prepare the food. He turned around and saw figures sitting at other tables not far away. The tavern owner's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The man sitting there drinking was none other than Ryan's former master, John.

The boss looked at John, and John also saw Luke and others behind him.

John's memory was obviously much better than the tavern owner's.

He recognized at a glance Ryan who almost bit off his ear and Luc who bought the other party with wolf skin. After all, he became a miller with the wolf skin - yes, he has been a lucrative miller for a year as he wished, and that is why he has spare money and time to come to the tavern for a drink.

"Little Ryan?"

John looked at Ryan in surprise, who was wearing a sheepskin coat. Hearing the shout, Ryan also noticed John, and his excited expression instantly became gloomy.

Luc also raised his head, frowning.

As if noticing the disgust and hatred on Ryan's face, John glanced at Luc's chain mail, swallowed the words he wanted to scold, but still sneered: "Ha, how come you don't recognize me after not seeing me for a year?"

"Could it be that after following your new master, you have forgotten me, your old master?"

John's words immediately reminded Ryan of bad memories, and murderous intent unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

The tavern owner quietly stepped back two steps, came close to John and whispered a warning: "Stop talking, John! The man next to him is a knight!"

Since becoming the miller, John should have deducted money from all the civilians who went to the mill, but he showed leniency to the tavern owner. For the sake of the mill fee, the tavern owner was ready to remind this fool who didn't see the coat of arms not to say anything more.

But he forgot at this moment that John's nickname was the Deaf Man.

John opened his mouth wide: "Huh?? What did you say??"

The tavern owner covered his face with his hands and shouted helplessly, "Shut up, John, and don't be rude to the knight!"

"What knight?"

John frowned, pointed at Luc and said belatedly, "You mean him?"

"How dare you! Put your hands down!"

Seeing John pointing at Luke, Ryan couldn't help it anymore. He drew his dagger and was about to teach him a lesson.

But Luc held down his scabbard and shook his head.

I haven't been truly crowned yet, so it's not safe to hurt people in the tavern first.

However, Luke would not allow anyone to laugh at Ryan in person or to point fingers at him, otherwise if it got out, it would only further damage his reputation.

Since we can't kill him, we can give him a simple punishment.

"Hans, tie him up and gag him, and make him understand the consequences of disrespecting a knight!"

"Okay sir!"

Hans had already frowned and strode over when he heard the order. Hans, who was twice as tall as John, was full of oppression. Before John could react, he was grabbed by the collar and lifted up, then punched hard in the stomach. The powerful blow made John open his mouth and vomit the wine he had just swallowed all over the floor!
(End of this chapter)