The Knight's Journey to the Empire

At this time, a large group of people were standing on the open space in the farmland outside the town of Flanders.

Most of these people were farmers wearing rags, looking pale and skinny, and shivering from the cold.

Their leader was a middle-aged man with luxurious clothes, a plump figure and a ruddy face.

They waited quietly in the cold wind.

Waiting for the arrival of the new owner of this land!

Henry and Gubellini also stood among them, standing next to the wealthy middle-aged man.

Ramos had already gone outside the town to lead the way for Soran's team.

Everyone was whispering, looking forward to it, and waiting anxiously.

Finally, after a long wait, in their sight, on the horizon of the distant white plain, a long winding dragon gradually appeared, slowly walking towards them.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After being frozen for more than an hour, it finally came.

……

Looking at the large group of ragged figures standing in front of him, Soran knew.

From now on they will be his subjects, and this will be his team.

And I, Sauron, finally arrived at the White Bear Territory, the territory that belongs to me.

He solemnly declared that this is my starting point, my foundation, and my private land.

Soran rode out of the team on a tall horse, with Adam and Javier on his left and right.

Javier came to the crowd outside the town, motioned to Soren beside him, and shouted: "This is the new owner of this territory, Baron Soren Lipton! Say hello to the Baron!"

There were whispers in the crowd, but no one responded to Javier's words.

Javier stood in the cold wind, looking extremely embarrassed.

Immediately, he clenched his fists and was about to get angry...

At this moment, the middle-aged man with a big belly, dressed in luxurious clothes, a plump figure and a rosy face walked out of the crowd.

He saluted Soran and said with a smile on his face, "Hello, Baron Soran. I am Sir Jacques Coudan, the tax officer and government official appointed by His Royal Highness the Prince. I would like to say hello to you on behalf of the people of the entire territory!"

After saying this, he stretched out his hand to signal the crowd behind him.

Then the whole crowd burst into thunderous applause and cheers.

They were welcoming the arrival of their new lord, Baron Thorn Lipton.

The voices were shouted at the top of their lungs and the applause was clapping loudly.

Of course, this broke out at the suggestion of the tax collector, Sir Jacques Coutin.

Soran frowned, he felt that things were not simple.

But as the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles at you.

Soran dismounted and gave Sir Jacques Coutain a courteous salute.

"Hello, Sir Jacques Coutin!" Soran also greeted him with a smile.

The tax collector and government official, Sir Jacques Coudan, was all smiles when he saw Soran, as if he had seen a friend he hadn't seen for many years. He was enthusiastic and said, "Baron Soran, welcome to the territory to take over the position. I received the notice a month ago, but I have been looking forward to your coming!"

"You are now a great hero of the kingdom. The bards are singing praises of your glorious deeds, and the people of the kingdom are also admiring your bravery and fearlessness. Now that His Royal Highness has granted you this territory, I believe you will be able to develop it quickly."

"No, no, Sir Jacques, you are too kind. It is our honor to serve His Royal Highness the Prince. How dare I be proud of myself?" Soran answered very modestly: "And compared with those truly meritorious officials, I am still far behind!"

Soran didn't want to be too prominent, otherwise it would easily cause some unnecessary trouble.

As for those rumors, just let them spread. They are not something you can control.

And as long as you don't admit it, remain humble and stay calm, that's all.

At least, even if there is trouble, try not to cause it on yourself.

But the sad thing is that even though he didn't want to cause trouble, trouble still came to him.

Sir Jacques laughed and said, "Baron Soren, you are so modest!"

Then he handed over a beautifully decorated book with delicate patterns printed on it: "Baron Soran, this is the appointment contract for the handover of this territory."

"As long as you sign your name on it, you can become the official owner of this vast and rich territory!"

Sir Jacques was hesitant when he handed it over, his heart filled with reluctance and pain!

Who could understand his impotent anger when he heard the news!

He has served as both a tax officer and a government official in this place for more than 30 years.

In this place, he is a knight, a nobleman, the local tyrant, and the local emperor.

The entire territory belongs to him, and he can do whatever he wants.

Sir Jacques Coutin even thought that he would die in office and that the position would be inherited by his son.

And today, the authority of this territory is about to be handed over. Besides being extremely reluctant, he also feels pain, extreme pain.

But this was a decision made by the higher-ups, and he would not be able to do anything even if he opposed it.

Besides, this is not his real "territory" and he is not the real "lord", so what reason does he have to object!

Fortunately, I have made enough here. If I save a little in the future, my family can live a good life.

But when he thought of those "two-legged money-eating beasts" at home, his heart ached even more...

Soran watched Sir Jacques's eyes change from reluctance to happiness, and then to heartache, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Then he said meaningfully: "Sir Jacques, don't rush to sign the handover contract. I just arrived at the territory today and haven't learned about the specific situation of the territory yet."

"If I sign this rashly and someone secretly takes away my property, I will be at a big loss, right?"

In the cold weather, Sir Jacques' heart trembled and he said hurriedly: "How could it be! Who dares to be so bold!"

Soran sneered and said sinisterly: "I don't know who it is, but I have heard some rumors. I will know this after I understand the specific situation of the territory!"

"Moreover, Sir Jacques, according to the kingdom's noble laws, if a noble's private property is occupied without reason, do you know what kind of punishment will be imposed?"

Sir Jacques shuddered slightly, and some cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

You're sweating, man!

Soran walked over, patted his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "According to the kingdom's noble laws, if a noble's private property is violated without reason and there is irrefutable evidence, the offender will be handed over to the noble whose property was violated for arbitrary disposal!"

"Sir Jacques, do you know what I like to do most when I catch enemy spies or prisoners on the battlefield?"

"During the interrogation, I will cut off their flesh piece by piece. After I get the information, I will chop off their limbs, dig out their hearts and cut open their stomachs, and then throw them to the wild wolves to eat them!"