Chapter 73: Taking Over Baylding
TL: Etude
Paul briskly entered the lords mansions grand hall and greeted warmly, Youve arrived quickly, my brother.
Malrons face showed a look of surprise as he came over to embrace him. Youre the quick one, I thought the battle would last at least a week.
The two found seats and sat down. Paul spoke with a hint of regret, Unfortunately, only Aibut was killed by us leading the knights charge. Angelo and the other two, as well as your steward, all fled.New novel chapters are published on
They probably ran back to their own lands to recruit more troops.
Paul scoffed disdainfully, Hmph! Its the same as sending them to their death no matter how many come.
The two discussed the subsequent arrangements. Although the battle was won by Paul, Malron Ganard was still the lord of Baylding.
They finally decided to continue sweeping the two viscounties and two baronies in Baylding that were involved in the conspiracy, confiscating their properties, and stripping these families of their titles and honors. If they could capture Angelo and the others, they would be brought back for trial and execution. If they had already fled, warrants would be issued to the surrounding territories.
As for Baron Andrew, who led troops south to quell the rebellion, his lands would remain untouched until it was confirmed whether he was involved in the conspiracy.
Of course, considering they had just experienced a fierce battle, Paul told Malron that his soldiers needed some time to rest and recover.
The two continued to chat for a while when suddenly, Malron sighed deeply.
Upon returning to his home this time, everything had changed, and it was desolate inside. All the familiar faces had disappeared. Although he knew most of the servants in the house were arranged by the butler, Miles, the emptiness of the lords mansion still evoked a profound sense of loss in him.
Paul, Ive been thinking Malron hesitated.
Hmm? What are you thinking about?
Alright, it was time to play the role of a considerate brother.
Paul put his right arm around Malrons back and said, Hey, brother. That last sentence really hurt me. Have you forgotten about me, your blood-sworn brother? At least you can trust me.
Dont worry, I will help you. However you need help, thats how I will help. Under my protection, no one will be able to deceive you or plot against you again.
Malron turned his head, and Paul looked at him with a warm and reassuring smile, appearing utterly dependable.
Thank you, Paul.
He thanked him sincerely but then asked, But what should I do now?
Thats what Im here for.
Paul raised a finger and said, Seeing you so troubled, I have a suggestion. If you temporarily dont have any reliable people by your side, maybe I could let Steward Ford assist you. Hes well-versed in various administrative affairs and has managed Alda efficiently. Although Baylding is a bit bigger than Alda, Im sure it wont be too much for him.
Of course, this is only if you agree to the proposal. And anything related to Baylding, we will report to you. After all, you are the true lord of Baylding, and you have the final say on everything in your territory.
Until you find a new steward whom you can trust and rely on.
After saying this, Paul looked into Malrons eyes, waiting for his brothers response.
To his surprise, Malron almost didnt hesitate. Upon hearing the suggestion, he seemed relieved, grasped Pauls hand tightly, and said, I think its a good idea, Paul. Lets do as you say. Ive had several conversations with Steward Ford recently, and he indeed is a steady and reliable elder. With his assistance, Im sure Baylding will get better and better.
Uh since you agree, lets do that. This was an unexpected boon for Paul. He had originally wanted just a few mines, but now Malron readily handed over the management of Baylding to him.
Baylding was larger and more populous than Alda, and with its various resources, Paul could now expand his plans more freely.
Paul clenched his fist in excitement and said, Tomorrow, well head to the lands of those traitors, bring them out for trial, and avenge Uncle Ganard!