Chapter 73： take over beilding

Paul walked quickly into the hall of the lord's mansion, and greeted warmly: "You came so fast, my brother."

With a look of surprise on his face, Macron came over to hug him: "You are so fast, I thought the war would last at least a week."

The two found their seats and sat down. Paul said with a little regret: "Unfortunately, only Abbott was killed by us when he led the knight's charge. Angelo, the other two, and your butler all Ran."

"I guess he ran back to his fief to recruit soldiers."

Paul was very disdainful: "Huh! No matter how many people come, they will all be sent to death."

The two discussed the follow-up arrangements. Although Paul won the battle, after all, Myron Ganard was the lord of Belding.

In the end, it was decided to continue sweeping up the two viscounts and two barons involved in the conspiracy in Bairdin, confiscate their properties, and deprive these families of their titles and honors. If Angelo and others can be caught, they will be brought back for trial Hang them, and if they've escaped, issue a wanted call to surrounding territories. As for Baron Andrew, who led the troops to the south to suppress the rebellion, his territory will not be moved temporarily until it is confirmed whether he is involved in the conspiracy.

Of course, Paul told Macron that his soldiers needed to rest for a while, given that they had just experienced a fierce battle.

The two continued to chat for a while, and suddenly, Myron let out a long sigh.

After he returned to his home this time, things had changed, and the inside was desolate, and all the familiar faces had disappeared. Although he knew that most of the servants in the house were arranged by the housekeeper Miles, but Looking at the empty lord's mansion, I still felt a huge sense of loss.

"Paul, I want to..." Myron hesitated to speak.

"Huh? What do you want from now on?"

After hesitating for a while, Macron finally said: "After hanging those traitors to avenge my father, I plan to become a monk in a monastery."

"Pfft—" Paul, who had just finished drinking the water, spat it out in one gulp.

A monk never gets married all his life, but spends his whole day eating and drinking, praying and chanting scriptures, and dedicates his whole body and mind to the Lord of Light. It's not appropriate to leave a good lord, why are you going to be that?

Paul was very anxious, and there were other reasons for his anxiety. He originally planned to help Mellon suppress the rebellion this time, and he could draw a few mines from his territory, which would be of great help to his subsequent industrial development plan. I saved the life of Malone, helped him so much, plus the previous friendship, it should be very easy to talk about. But if Mellon relinquishes the position of lord now, the Garnard family's territory will be taken back by the royal family, or will be inherited by some relative who came from nowhere. Then what will happen to him, Paul Greyman? Isn't this battle in vain?

No, he had to dismiss the stupid idea, or at least put it off until he got what he wanted in Bairding, so be it.

He quickly said, "Hey, hey! Why did you suddenly have such a crazy idea?"

McLone shook his head: "This idea is actually not a day or two. Ever since I was rescued by you, I feel disheartened. All my previous efforts and achievements are illusory, like a bubble that will shatter at the touch. , I can’t stand it, I want to escape. After much deliberation, only a monastery is suitable for me to stay in. It happens that you have a North Shore monastery. When you are busy, I have been there a few times, and I think the environment there is very good, Mr. Dean And a very straight man. So I guess..."

Paul shook his head again and again: "Big mistake, big mistake!"

He tried his best to persuade Mellon to give up this idea, and he found various reasons, from the hard life in the monastery to the convenience of being a nobleman, from the responsibility of a lord to the long and long history of the Garnard family.

In the end, he spat and said with great grief and indignation: "Are you worthy of your murdered father? Are you worthy of those soldiers under my command who died for your revenge?"

"Well..." Myron seemed to be moved, with a shameful expression on his face. It can be seen that he was very hesitant before, even more so after being hit by Paul.

He held the water glass tightly with both hands, lowered his head and said, "But I am afraid that I will still become an unqualified lord. You see, I have been tricked by Angelo and the others for so many years without knowing it, so I continue to sit in this seat." , I will inevitably be deceived by other people. And what I have dealt with before are all fabricated things, I am afraid I don’t know the real situation in the territory at all. I don’t have anyone who I can trust, what should I do?”

He put down his water glass and covered his face with his hands, looking bewildered.

Well, it's time to play the bosom buddy.

Paul stretched out his right arm and hugged Melon's back tightly, "Hey, brother. Your last sentence made me really sad. Have you forgotten that I am a blood-sworn brother? At least you can trust me. "

"Don't worry, I will help you. I will help you as much as you need. Under my protection, no one can deceive you anymore, and no one can plot against you again."

Myron turned his head, and Paul was looking at him with a warm smile on his face, looking like an extremely reliable good guyThank you, Paul. He thanked him very sincerely, but asked again: "But what should I do now?" "

"This is what I should do." Paul stretched out a finger and said, "Seeing how distressed you are, I have a suggestion. If you don't have anyone you can rely on for the time being, maybe I can ask Manager Ford to help you. He is proficient in various This sort of government affairs keeps Arda in good order, although Bairdin is older than Arda, but it should not be difficult for him."

"Of course, the premise is that you agree to this proposal. And we will report to you everything related to Bairding. After all, you are the real lord of Bairding, and you have the final decision on all matters in your territory. "

"Until you find a capable and trustworthy new overseer."

After Paul finished speaking, he looked into Mellon's eyes, waiting for his brother's reply.

To his surprise, the other party hardly hesitated. After hearing this, Myron exhaled as if relieved, then held his hand tightly and said, "I think this idea is very good, Paul, just do as you say." Right. Recently, I have talked with Director Ford several times, he is indeed a stable and reliable old man, with his assistance, I think Bairding will be able to get better and better."

"Uh...since you agree, let's do this." This is really a surprise. I only wanted a few mines, but I didn't expect that Myron would take Bairding so happily when I said it casually. Management was handed over to him.

Bairdin is larger than Arda, and has a larger population. With all the above resources, he can be more free.

Paul hammered his palm hard, and said excitedly: "Tomorrow we will set off to the fief of those traitors, find them out for trial, and avenge Uncle Ganard!"