After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

In November, in the study deep within the royal palace, King Frank, looking pale and with dark circles under his eyes, was wrapped in thick clothes and undergoing a physical examination by the newly ordained saintess.

Withdrawing the emerald magic, Jenny said calmly, "It's nothing serious, but Your Majesty should take care to rest well tonight."

"It's probably due to excessive indulgence." Rhea, who has now become the king's number one employee, complained without looking up as she sorted through the documents.

"Uh..." Frank was also impressed by the little girl's sharp tongue; no wonder she didn't have many friends at the academy.

But it was all worth it, because his new wife was pregnant. Thinking of this, Frank puffed out his chest with pride; he would soon be a father.

Upon hearing this, Medivh and John, who were standing nearby, were both a little embarrassed. It turned out that His Majesty was just tired from plowing the fields, and they had worried for nothing.

Please, please don't cause any more trouble. The kingdom is no longer able to withstand any major storms.

"Since Your Majesty is alright, I will take my leave." Jenny bowed, and after receiving the King's permission, she nodded to Archbishop John and gracefully turned to leave the study.

She knew they still had things to discuss, and as a northerner, she should be sensible.

Sure enough, after Jenny left, Frank took out a piece of intelligence and handed it to Medivh.

"Take a look. The previous news said that Oswald had fallen into a coma, but now the Duke has woken up."

Frank chuckled with a sigh, "Sometimes I even suspect that the Duke is the one who is cursed."

Upon receiving the letter, Medivh quickly noticed three key pieces of information.

One story concerns the Duke, whose undead body seems to have undergone some strange change. Another concerns the Duke's construction of numerous villages and workshops around Broadvalley, and the last one relates to the dwarves; for some unknown reason, the Duke has acquired many slaves from the dwarven kingdom.

After handing the letter to John, Medivh made his own judgment and said to Frank in a deep voice, "We need to be wary of the Duke, but we cannot act rashly. Your Majesty, our primary objective is to obtain accurate information about the previous life as soon as possible."

John looked at the letter absentmindedly, glancing at Frank's expression several times.

Frank nodded in deep agreement, then frowned and said helplessly, "What Diana said is utterly absurd! It's completely nonsensical! I don't want to waste my energy communicating with her anymore."

Frank felt that mentioning Diana made the royal family utterly disgraced.

He couldn't understand how he could have such an extraordinary younger sister. As a princess, she not only lacked any royal demeanor, but also dared to boast that once she became a curse, everyone would pay the price.

Is this something a normal person would say? Who exactly hurt you, I ask you.

"And then there's Lilith, she's been going crazy all day, single-mindedly wanting to get back to the hero... Nicole has no related memories, and although Annie honestly confessed everything, we can't confirm whether this information is true."

Even after the curse had broken out and she was subjected to torture, Annie insisted that she had never used the Wishing Star, leaving even her interrogators speechless.

Frank was somewhat exasperated. The owner of five Wishing Stars was actually less useful than a maid from the Northern Territory!

Look closely, a plague has enriched Oswald, and countless riches have been taken back to the Northern Territory. This is the result of their painstaking efforts to deal with the Duke!

On the other hand, they first concealed the truth, causing chaos in the royal city, and then, empowered by the curse, were killed twice by Oswald.

If the Duke hadn't been a good man who cared about the people and hadn't unreservedly given the royal city the formula for curing the plague, who knows how many more lives would have been lost in the kingdom at this time.

"Much of the information Annie provided matches the information the hero previously revealed," Medivh said with his hands behind his back and a serious expression.

"It is certain that the great battle really happened. The Northern Territory opened the gates of the Demon Clan to invade the kingdom. In the three-way battle, we did not gain any advantage."

"The Northern Territory's war potential cannot be diminished simply by killing the Duke. He... is too special. It can be said that everyone in the Northern Territory is a loyal bodyguard."

Medivh couldn't help but imagine what a prosperous kingdom it would be if Oswald had inherited the throne. Perhaps then, he could truly retire in peace.

"The chasm between us and the Duke is irreparable."

Frank picked up the thread, explaining that the two sides had been at odds in their previous life, and in this life, they had finally managed to make a friendly start, only to have Diana and the others destroy the last shred of trust...

Frank felt heavy-hearted, knowing he could only write more letters to Luna. Perhaps in a few years, war would break out between the Northern Territory and the Central District.

Just as Frank was eager to resolve the issue in the Southern Territory, Oswald was also facing immense pressure from the demon invasion, which led to the two sides shaking hands and cooperating.

During this period, no further misunderstandings can occur between the Northern Territory and the Central District. As the heir to the Northern Territory, Luna is the key to maintaining bilateral relations...

Sigh, other people's little sisters.

Although Luna is mischievous, she is really good at making friends with sincerity.

Frank often felt that Luna didn't care about his status. After all, not everyone has the perseverance and courage to write to the king every week seeking financial support.

She always has a sure-fire profitable business deal, and she always guarantees that she will repay the principal within her lifetime.

Frank had no friends, but Luna allowed him to experience the friendship found in stories.

She would occasionally write about her troubles and introduce her business; sometimes she would question him about why he married her classmate, and scold the brave man, saying that the past should serve as a lesson for the future.

"This is really difficult."

The king sighed, "No one has an easy life in this world. The Wishing Star has only brought trouble and hasn't solved any problems."

"Please don't be discouraged, Your Majesty. The Northern Territory is sandwiched between the Central District and the Demon Clan. I think Duke Oswald will eventually realize that no matter how powerful his army is, he can never defeat either side with all his might."

John put down the letter and immediately stepped forward to encourage Frank's confidence.

"Then I'll take the archbishop's good wishes." Frank chuckled softly, knowing that the old man was the one who could bend and stretch.

Oswald killed the saintess he had raised for many years, and then he turned around and went to Oswald to ask for the nun who had cured the plague. The most outrageous thing is that Oswald actually agreed...

"I will reward the saintess with a few items later." Frank thought carefully for a while; now was not the time to interfere in the affairs of the Holy See.

"Let them all behave for a while and stop causing trouble for the saintess at the Vatican."

……

As supplies were distributed, the outlines of villages appeared on the flat land, and Kuogu City returned to its former tranquility.

With a new plan in hand, Marquis Barton set off. He had been away from the western pastures for so long that he was almost unsure which pasture his tribe had migrated to.

After instructing Rondo to take good care of the dwarves, Eleanor and Oswald also left Broadvalley on the same day, riding away in a very dashing manner.

It had been a long time since they had felt this relaxed. After handing over their busy official duties to Luna, Oswald and Elene were able to enjoy some rare leisure time.

They weren't in a hurry to return to Harbin, but instead made their way to the newly established villages to visit the residents and observe their living conditions.

The new residents who moved to the Northern Territory were very happy. There were no greedy nobles or lords who enslaved them. Even the village chiefs, who served as administrators, were elected by themselves.

The grain they helped the cavalry seize from the nobles' lands was not embezzled by the cavalry; instead, each of them was given a year's worth of surplus grain.

When they have nothing to do, the villagers who moved here a year earlier than them will come over to visit and share some valuable experience.

"Once the house is repaired, I can go work at the mine. They hire people there in the winter, and wages are paid weekly. With money in hand, I can go to the city to buy alcohol."

"The coal yard is the best. We get a lot of coal in the north. When you finish work and go home, you can carry a bag of coal back with you. That stuff burns better than wood."

"We send the young men to workshops as apprentices; the wages for blacksmiths and carpenters are quite high. Those who are physically strong can join the army—that's the best! Take the cavalry sent here, for example; their pockets are never empty. My second aunt's neighbor's daughter's child is a cavalryman; he's so impressive, sending home nothing but gold coins!"

"If any lousy lord dares to bully you, go find the Duke. The Duke will beat those bastards to a pulp..."

Oswald and Eleanor led their horses into the village. Wow, it's quite lively. No wonder the next village is deserted; they've all come here to chat.

"Don't worry about me, you guys keep talking."

Oswald tethered his horse, sat on a tree stump, and took out his pipe, looking just like an old man passing the time at the village entrance.

That being said, with the Duke sitting right there, how could they really just ignore it?

Soon the newly appointed village chief and others arrived in front of Oswald, offering various forms of greeting.

Oswald nodded, exhaled a smoke ring, and said, "I came here to ask what problems the village has. If you have any problems, you can tell me, and I'll try to find a solution."

The village chief and the others looked at each other and chuckled awkwardly, "It's all good, it's all good, there's no problem at all, we should thank the Duke..."

"Where did you learn that rhetoric?" Oswald interrupted them, saying sternly, "Remember, you were elected by the villagers. What I need are administrators who serve the villagers and help them live a good life, not servants who fawn over me."

"If you won't tell me, then I'll tell you."

Oswald pulled out his notebook of questions from this period of time. Although he could recite it by heart, he pretended to flip through it and read it to them sentence by sentence.

"The first problem is the lack of farm tools. We need to reclaim land next year, but the number of farm tools available in each village is different. In some villages, three people share one hoe. The second problem is the new policy. In the future, rural areas in the northern region will develop animal husbandry, but the new villages have not yet planned the land for animal husbandry."

"Third is the issue of energy for winter... Fourth is the issue of additional subsidies for the elderly and children... Fifth is the issue of roads..."

Oswal read for seven or eight minutes straight. After the pipes were extinguished, he looked up at the village chief and the others, who were sweating profusely and trembling, and quietly closed the question book.

He softened his voice and comforted them, saying, "As I said, I'm here to help you solve your problems. You also need to find your place, manage the villagers well, serve the villagers well, report the problems, and submit the villagers' needs."

"Here's what I'll do. I'll lend you this problem book for a day. If your village has any similar problems, write them down on one sheet of paper along with any new ones. Winter is coming, so please work hard. Also, please make a list of the specific farm tools and supplies you need, and I'll arrange for someone to handle it."