Knights, Let’s Smash Them - Chapter 155



155 – Lufel Manor is growing more than yesterday

“I see…… My son…….”

“Sorry.”

“That must be my fault too. It is true that it was not properly managed.”

As soon as the Marquis Karahan of Saxony woke up from the hospital bed, he understood the situation faster than expected.

There’s no way my son would be like that. Seeing that he doesn’t react the same way and starts with a philosophical view, you can roughly estimate what Farneri Karahan’s usual behavior might have been like?

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“So, Count Dionaos Rupel…… No, did you say you are a marquis now?”

“Yes, Sir Karahan.”

“What do you plan to do with our territory?”

“What can I do? I have to give it back. As soon as I am well, I will cease to rule as regent.”

At Marquis Rupel’s words without hesitation, Saxony looked quite surprised. If it’s natural, it’s natural.

Regents’ evaluation of the regent was much better than during the reign of Farneri. In fact, economic indicators, which were predicted to be corrupted, have returned to normal.

In the first place, rock salt is a normal good. Demand is overflowing and overflowing.

The existing almost monopolistic distribution route was completely cut off, which incited competition between the upper end, and the consumer price went down, and the distribution price was set higher than the normal price.

‘Five gold coins per kilo is f*cking…… It was a really crazy price.’

As all of those rotten roots are removed, it is inevitable that the administration of the territory will become healthier.

In fact, the thing that causes the most problems in the process of merging territories is the opposition from nobles, bureaucrats, and territories.

Aristocrats seemed to be smiling when they heard that they would be merged with a recently rising territory.

It was no different in the case of bureaucrats.

It was partly because all the corrupt bureaucrats who could be dissatisfied were blown off their heads, but also because there were a lot of existing bureaucrats who were sick of the Karahan system.

The locals…… As I said before, there is no need to add anything more.

I didn’t pay more taxes, stabilized the public order, and changed the lord’s deputy who was beaten by the damned and the other guys, so how could I not like it?

This is the situation.

On the contrary, it’s to the point that it’s even weirder not to eat Youngji like eating a cake.

“Are you really going to give it back?”

“Lord Karakhan of Saxony has been very helpful in the past. You cannot repay kindness with injustice.”

“Hasn’t that debt been canceled already? Rather, the position that did the insidious thing was this side…….”

“We’re not even close to discussing those things one by one. Lord Saxony didn’t do it, and his son did a bad thing.”

The Marquis of Saxony Karahan had a complex expression in many ways. He sat down on the sofa in the lord’s office and fell into deep thought.

“…… When do you plan to end the regency?”

“Lord Saxony will do as he wishes. If you wish right now, we will proceed with the transfer of authority.”

“I see, that means I will do whatever I want.”

The old lord slowly rose from his seat. He unlocked a dresser on a shelf in the back of the office.

What was stored there was a silver sword that glistened in the sunlight.

“It is the sword of Karahan.”

A family treasured sword given by the imperial family.

As a matter of fact, it holds the meaning of being the lord of a territory recognized by the imperial family, so if it was stolen or lost, it could never be reclaimed.

At the time of the last great expedition, there were quite a few territories that returned to the imperial family after the lords who participated in the expedition with the sword were killed.

Karahan of Saxony approached us with the sword, and knelt before Marquis Diona Osrupel.

“?????”

“!?”

And almost at the same time, Marquis Rupel and I stood up from our seats as if to frighten them.

“What is this!!!”

“Now this body is too old. If you’re Sir Rufel, you know that, don’t you? As long as this amount of poison is enough to put you on the verge of death, it’s already over.”

This is a Saxon Karajan looking at the age of almost 60. Unlike modern society, where people barely count as middle-aged when they reach 60, those in their 60s here are practically old people.

No matter how magical the world may be, the level of medical care is still far below the modern level.

Unless it was a tolerable keel, it was only natural that it would collapse.

The reason Saxon Karahan was able to recover quickly after being in a coma was because his body was so weak that he only needed a small amount of poison.

“Also, his son was disqualified from the imperial family and banished…… In fact, there will be no future in this territory.”

“What are you talking about!”

“Since Lord Dionaos has already proven how well he manages the territory, I think it is better to entrust it to the lord than to have it swallowed up after a few years of probation.”

As the saying goes, if you’re wise, it might be a wise choice. From the moment Farneri Karahan was expelled by the imperial family, the future of the marquisate was already dark.

Eisel Karhan, the eldest son of Farneri, who can be regarded as the legitimate lineage, is only 15 years old.

Inevitably, he is bound to be interfered with by the regent, and it is certain that he will be swayed by bureaucrats even after he becomes an adult.

There is no way that an aristocrat with thick bones like Saxony Karahan, who safely led the territory until he reached the age of 60, is unaware of this fact.

‘In the first place, I was full of barely enough.’

If Yeongji’s name is done, then it’s done.

I looked at Saxony kneeling before Dionaus Rupel. A ceremony performed by a servant to a ruler. With the sword already in his possession, there were only two options for Marquis Rupel.

By refusing the sword, you insulted the oath of Saxony.

By accepting the sword, he became the new lord of Karahan.

If that happens, Karahan will remain as one of the Rupel Territory, and according to the Imperial Law, the Marquis of Saxony Karahan will become the Count of Saxony Karahan.

“…… I am.”

Amidst the heavy silence, Marquis Dionaos Rupel slowly opened his mouth.

“I will accept the oath of the God of War.”

“Thank you, Marquis Rupel.”

Saxony handed over the sword to Marquis Rupel with a relieved expression. Although the person who received the treasured sword seemed complicated in many ways.

“Please formally announce the consolidation of the territory to the remaining members of the Imperial Inspection Department. If so, the adjustment of the title will also be made together.”

Marquis Rupel held out his hand towards the kneeling Saxony. Territory transferred much more peacefully than expected. I knew, at least indirectly, how virtuous Marquis Dionaos Lupel was.

Because he knew not only his achievements but also his character, so Saxony Karahan must have trusted him and handed over the territory.

The happening that was intertwined with the Marquis of Karahan ended perfectly as planned.

‘What…… I was going to eat it someday after all.’

I thought as I left the lord’s office at the request of Saxon Karahan and Dionaos Rupel, who said they would talk alone.

The situation wouldn’t have been this extreme if it hadn’t been for a f*cking village.

“That’s still…… Now that the merger is certain, let’s open a local festival. I also want to unite with each region.”

The Marquis of Rupel has a long history, but there is no unique festival, so it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take this opportunity to firmly establish it.

There is a cooking competition derived from Luchihyeop, but it is purely a cooking ‘contest’ and not a festival.

Still, beer must be famous.

I think it will be promoted extensively if sold as a product, such as Germany’s Oktoberfest, England’s Edinburgh Festival, or Sapporo Snow Festival.

‘Come to think of it, the location is good, it snows in winter, the natural scenery is good, the beer is delicious…… It’s strange that there hasn’t been a proper festival until now.’

Okay, as soon as I return to Marquis Rupel, I have something to do.

Preparing for a festival.

I couldn’t help but feel my heart pounding just thinking about it.

***

“So we decided to hold a festival.”

“Is this an acceptable agenda for the reason of ‘so’, Oh. Bar?”

“Why, why…… Awfully. By the way, take this cosmetic. It’s a cosmetic that even the man Levia couldn’t accept.”

“If this is going to divert my attention, you are mistaken!”

After saying that, Petra picked up a few products while moving her hand around the box full of cosmetics.

What is it? Do you even have a woman’s intuition?

I wondered how they were able to pick out all the expensive items without knowing what they were, but anyway, other female administrators also hesitantly approached and shared cosmetics.

“Were you making something like this there?”

“Uh huh~ This is what it is! It’s all money Now that the territory of Karahan has come under us, the more we sell, the more our national treasury grows!”

“Thanks to that, along with the expanded territory, the number of dungeons to manage has also doubled.”

“Isn’t that the job of the Knights?”

“I hope you select more articles and say that.”

As soon as Saxon Karahan, the lord of the Marquis’ Territory, transferred his bag to Marquis Dionaos Rupel, my duties as regent came to an end.

Now it’s a problem for the Marquis of Karahan and other retainers to solve.

Because I was only the administrator of the Knights.

“By the way, I heard that the ranks of the knights are being reorganized this time?”

“I haven’t heard anything.”

“The Magistrate of Lou Berne was even given the title of Viscount, but he said we couldn’t have him as the same Magistrate…….”

That makes sense.

There was no separate title of Chief Administrative Officer or Administrative Director, and he was being called ‘Administrative Officer’, which was no different from a newcomer who had just joined the Knights the other day.

“I heard that I will take the position of head of administration, and some administrators will be appointed as chief administrators.”

“…… ? Then what about me?”

I was embarrassed.

Certainly there is no way to give those two positions when the captain and vice-captain are holding out, so did you mean you were forcibly removed from the Knights?

(Unintentionally) Beating the Knights?

If that’s not the case, maybe you’re being kidnapped by the Emperor’s Office like this?

The last time the saintess looked at me in an unusual way, did she commit it in the end!!

While all kinds of imaginations were wandering through her head, Petra smiled and answered my embarrassed expression.

“The bailiff. If it goes wrong, they will execute anything.”

Oh…….

That’s a position I like.

I really like the explanation.