Chapter 2： The beginning of alien life

Paul Grayman yawned, then stretched.

"Master Paul, please forgive me for talking too much. Your actions just now are really inconsistent with your status as the heir of your family." The butler Philip next to him once again pointed out his "gaffe".

"Here we go again." After slandering secretly, he straightened his body. Since waking up in the morning, whether it's dressing, washing or eating, the butler has always been picky about his actions. By the way, the "toothbrush and toothpaste" used for washing turned out to be branches and salt, and the "soap" used to wash the face turned out to be made of pig pancreas, which was pure natural.

The priest from last night just came again and left after confirming that he was fine.

After waking up, there were many memory fragments from the previous body in his head. It seemed that he was the son of an earl, and some of his daily behaviors were no different from the ignorant dude in his previous life. Fortunately, His body hasn't grown up yet, so he hasn't done anything outrageous.

Unfortunately, or fortunately for him now, the father of this body led the army to fight against pirates a few days ago. Perhaps the earl felt that his son, as the heir of the family, had reached the age when he should see blood, so he sent his son He brought him with him, but unexpectedly he was caught in an ambush on the way. The earl died heroically in the breakout, and his son was hit on the head by a pirate's stone throwing and passed out.

Thanks to the hard work of the family knights and guards, they finally managed to blaze a trail and return to the Lord's Castle with the body of old Greiman and the comatose little master back.

The young master continued to be in a coma and showed no sign of waking up. The castle had to hold a funeral for the old earl in the absence of the young master. By the time Paul woke up that night, it had been a whole week since he was injured.

The butler began to try to help him recover his previous memories, he talked about a lot of past events, and he knew all the answers to all kinds of questions caused by "amnesia", which saved him a lot of effort.

"You mean, my father and I were ambushed by pirates, and my father has already died?"

"Yeah, those cursed, damned pirates who are going to hell, young master, you must avenge the count!" The master died tragically at the hands of the pirates, and he couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

"Don't worry, father's revenge must be avenged. I can't wait to skin those pirates and eat their flesh." Of course Paul knew what to say now.

"Young master, those pirates have won by luck, and they are very arrogant now. Taking advantage of the fact that there is no leader in the territory, they went ashore and plundered many villages and towns."

"What, will they call here?"

"The knights have already arranged proper defensive measures. There is no danger in Huxin Town at present. However, since you were in a coma before, everyone decided to wait for you to wake up before taking any further action. I have already notified the news of your awakening to the various managers in charge. People. They will come to visit in the afternoon, I think you should discuss the future countermeasures with them."

"You are right, Philip, but first take me to my father's grave to mourn."

The voice, appearance and appearance of the old earl gradually became clear in his mind, and after learning of his death, a great sadness welled up in his heart inexplicably. With more and more memory fragments of "Paul Greiman" in his mind, he has been wondering whether he has been reborn from the house, or has recovered the memory of Zhao Kai in his previous life. After thinking about it, he is more and more inclined to the latter. If this is the case, let's live well in this world as Paul Grayman.

"I was negligent. Young master, your health has just improved, please don't be too sad. The cemetery is behind the castle, please follow me."

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In the afternoon, all the stewards who were still in Huxin Town gathered in the castle hall. Due to the new funeral of the lord, the atmosphere in the hall was very gloomy. Everyone had sad faces. It could be seen that the old earl was still very popular.

Paul was sitting in the lord's seat, feeling extremely nervous. On the one hand, he only had to take notes silently in the corner when he participated in the company's meetings before crossing. He had never had the experience of sitting on the "rostrum" under the gaze of everyone. , On the other hand, looking at a room full of people in medieval costumes can't help but feel a little unreal.

"Ahem..." He cleared his throat in embarrassment.

The butler Philip stood aside and said, "Master Paul has just recovered from a serious illness, and his physical condition is not very good. Now that everyone is here, let's discuss together how to deal with the current situation."

Everyone started talking in twos and threes.

"Then let me say it first. I think it's time to regroup and teach the pirates a lesson. Now that they have gone ashore to loot everywhere, they have aroused a lot of public anger. If they continue to act recklessly, everyone here will continue to What face do you have to face the citizens?"

Finally, a strong man with a square face and a hulking waist stood up and expressed his opinion loudly.

"that's right!"

"I second."

The strong man's speech received a lot of support.

"It's unusual for the pirates to come ashore this time. I haven't seen such a large force. After the Earl was called by the Lord, the morale of the soldiers is very low. It is not appropriate to act rashly now. You should ask the neighboring lords for help as soon as possible."

There are also opposing voices.

"Not to mention whether they agree or not, even if the nearest territory sends troops, it will take at least half a month, right?"

Soon everyone started arguing about these two viewpoints. Seeing them arguing, Paul wanted to intervene, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to drink from the glass on the table to cover up his embarrassment.

"Okay, everyone."

The Chinese character face who spoke at the beginning suddenly stopped everyone from arguing: "We should listen to the young master's opinion, and he will make the final decision."

A slightly sinister man muttered: "But he is only a half-grown child, what can he understand?"

"Pay attention to your attitude. Paul Greiman is the sole legal heir to the territory, and the master we are about to swear allegiance to."

Guo Zilian suddenly stood up and shouted at the person who questioned the young master just now, a group of people dressed as knights around him also glared at him, and some even put their hands on the sabers around their waists.

The shady man was so frightened that he shrank his neck and lowered his head. It is not a pleasant thing to be stared at by a group of strong men, no matter what kind of meaning it is.

Butler Philip hurried out to smooth things over: "Now that the enemy is at hand, everyone should not fight among themselves. Young master, right?"

"Yes, the more you have to be calm at this time, the more united you can get through the difficulties in front of you."

It seemed that he couldn't help himself from speaking, Paul puffed out his chest and said loudly.

He turned to the square face and asked, "So, who are you?"

"Bryce, Bryce Alder, your Marshal."

Philip had already reminded everyone about the memory loss of the young master, so he didn't think about it with a square face and reported his identity.

"How many troops do we have now?"

"There are currently 263 soldiers in the territory who are worthy of a battle, including 15 knights and 20 followers. Many villages and towns have organized their own militias, with a total of about 300 people. What formal military training."

"Are our soldiers a standing army? Uh... I mean do they train every day of the year?"

"How is it possible? These people are the important labor force of the family. They work in the fields on weekdays. They are organized and trained once a month at least, and at most every quarter. Now they are called to Huxin Town because of the pirate invasion. "

"How many pirates are there?"

"According to the estimate at the time of the ambush, there were about 500 people. Based on past experience, it has never happened that pirates have penetrated into the interior on such a large scale. I know we are at a disadvantage now, but not all of them looted villages and towns. If we move out, we can also carry out an ambush to give them some color." Bryce once again promoted his view of taking the initiative to attack.

"The current logistics...how long can the food last?"

"There is no need to worry about this issue. On the one hand, the soldiers brought part of their rations when they were recruited. On the other hand, the food in the town is more than enough to feed hundreds of people. Besides, we are not under siege."

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The young master's few questions made everyone nod secretly, and also put away the vague contempt in their hearts. Although most of the questions gave people a feeling of deliberately pretending to be old-fashioned, some of them were really on the point. It seems that this The young master didn't just know how to eat, drink and have fun like he usually did. He knew that after the old count left, the burden would fall on his shoulders.

"How about this, let's expand the army first, at least on the same scale as the pirates, practice for at least a month, and then find an opportunity to wipe out the pirates, and on the other hand, we should also send envoys to the neighboring territories for help." Someone proposed a compromise.

"I think this idea is very good!" Paul immediately slapped the table, he didn't want to give people an image of cowardice, and he didn't want to take risks.

Now that he agreed and no one objected, we began to discuss some details of conscription.

In the end, everyone began to discuss when the young lord would officially inherit the title and territory. Reasonably, Paul Grayman was the legal first-in-line heir, so there was nothing to argue about, so they quickly agreed. The keeper of the seal will personally go to the capital to report to the royal family, asking the king to issue a formal decree to recognize his title, and ask for some assistance to deal with the pirates.

After the question and answer and discussion just now, Paul gradually got used to his new identity. After the tension disappeared, he quickly remembered the "grand plan" he planned most of the night last night. Facing a difficult territory and a group of people without a leader, they are just waiting for a man of destiny to turn the tide. Is there a better start than this?

"And there is no doubt that I am the man of destiny, otherwise, why would God let me travel here!" The servant was thinking without blushing.

"The next step is to manufacture guns and artillery, blast furnace machine tools, UU reading to build roads and railways, and to build giant ships and cannons like dumplings, oh ha ha ha ha... wait for me to wipe out the human kingdoms, punch the northern orcs, Kicking southern elves...Huh? Orcs? Elves? When did I have more of these in my mind? Never mind, sooner or later they will all be turned into screws in the production of large machines. Take a small step to the electrical age, maybe you can still in my lifetime The day I saw the satellite go up into the sky. And I will leave my name in history, and be widely praised as the person who created a new era and changed the world. Come, the roar of the machine! Come, the chimneys! A vast virgin land is waiting for us to conquer."

His flirting became more and more out of order, and he unconsciously showed a look of a pig brother. Everyone below, look at me, I look at you, the young master was fine just now, why did he suddenly suffer from hysteria, his body is still not in good shape, or something.

Philip, the housekeeper who stood by, was extremely anxious. The young master's current expression was too embarrassing, and it was not easy to directly point out his impoliteness in public. Seeing that the corner of the young master's mouth was about to drip, he had no choice but to stretch out his hand and push his shoulder, "Master! Master! If there is nothing else, let's leave first, and the knights are still going to inspect the various places." defense."

"Huh? Oh, yes, let's do this for now, let's end the meeting today!"

Everyone then got up to say goodbye and started to walk out.

"Wait a minute, everyone!" Just as everyone was about to walk out of the hall, a slightly immature voice came from behind.

"In view of the recent unstable morale of the army, the lord has decided to hold a military parade in the central square on another day to boost the morale of our army."

"Good guy, once you have the power in your hands, follow the orders! You are not an official lord yet."

Everyone complained in their hearts.