Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

Although Lind has always been reluctant to use Reina's knights, it does not mean that these knights who only follow Reina into the mountains to hunt and make water wheels every day are all fools.

On the contrary, these are actually all elites selected by Reina herself. In terms of class status, these knights are all nobles, people with real knight titles, not ordinary soldiers.

Fifty professional heavy cavalrymen are a powerful force even in the war-torn northern border.

Not to mention facing a group of powerless refugees who couldn't even break the defense of these knights.

So Isa felt deep despair at this moment. These were not the half-baked mercenaries and black gloves in Count Jager's castle, but real professional soldiers, the elite of the Lars family, the largest noble family in the North.

At this time, the leading female knight also moved. Because she was wearing a helmet, Isa could not see the expression of the female knight. She only felt that the female knight riding on the warhorse was full of oppression.

"All the rebels here, listen up!"

The female knight's voice, enhanced by magic, resounded throughout the refugee camp.

"I am Grand Duke Lars' granddaughter - Reina Lars. I come to you on behalf of the Lord of the Gray Collar."

Because the pressure from these knights was so terrifying, the refugees dared not make a sound, including Isa, who was very nervous, especially when the leading female knight called the refugees traitors.

"Although you are rebels, you are also refugees. According to the relief order issued by my grandfather, Gray Collar is obliged to provide you with relief, so you can go to the Gray Collar camp not far away to receive relief food."

Reina's words left the refugees stunned. Why did she just call them traitors and now ask them to go and collect relief food?

Before Isa could ask, Reina continued to shout: "Although you were given relief food, you are rebels after all, so the lord of Gray Collar decided that after receiving the relief food, you must stay in Gray Collar to work and pay for your sins with labor."

"You are only allowed two meals a day, and you are only allowed one day off a week, the day of prayer. The only day you can drink meat soup is the day of prayer."

At this point, the entire refugee camp was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Isa, who had wanted to say something, forgot to step forward to negotiate and just stood there in a daze.

But Lena was a little stuck. Although she confidently promised before departure that Linde would convey the tasks that she was asked to do, Lena inevitably began to get nervous when speaking in front of more than a thousand people.

At this moment, Susan, who was standing next to her, urged her horse to come to Lena's side and handed her a small note considerately.

Reina didn't feel embarrassed at all and read out loud what was written on the note.

"You must work from the first cockcrow in the territory until the sun sets, and in order to atone for your sins, you are only allowed to do those jobs that are left over by others and that don't pay much!"

"On the gray and white collar, all theft, bullying and robbery are not allowed. If anyone violates this rule, he will be immediately treated as a traitor."

"I swear in the name of the Lars family that I will definitely and resolutely implement the above treaty. Those who want to receive relief food should think carefully!"

Lena tried her best to make her voice as majestic as possible, and after she finished speaking, Susan retreated quietly, as if she was afraid that her behavior would affect the image of the eldest lady.

In the North, Lars is a surname that cannot be avoided. Having been entrenched in the North for hundreds of years, Lars has accumulated profound prestige. Even illiterate farmers who have never left the village in their lives know that the greatest noble in the North is Lars.

"Long live the Lars family!"

"Long live the grey collar!"

These refugees were simple and honest. As soon as Lena mentioned the name of the Lars family, they immediately believed it. Even the most loyal refugees around Isa were a little shaken, because they had just heard what Bruno said that the gray-collar workers not far away were really preparing relief food.

Looking at the refugees who just had sunken eyes, looked a little desperate and helpless, and suddenly their eyes lit up, Reina didn't quite understand.

In Lena's opinion, Lind's conditions were too harsh. What kind of life were those people in the gray and white collars living now?

Those who do heavy work can have three meals a day and can rest as long as they complete the day's work. There are also extra bonuses and work points for extra work. On prayer days, not only can they eat meat, but outstanding employees will also be rewarded every week.

But these refugees who are about to enter the white-collar workforce cannot enjoy this benefit. It is really too harsh.

But the refugees didn't care about these things, because Lena used plain language, so they understood immediately: not only could the gray-collar workers receive relief food, but they also had jobs that provided them with two meals a day!

How can this be a punishment? This is a reward!

Moreover, the female knight in front of him is the granddaughter of Grand Duke Lars. How could she deceive people by using the name of the Lars family?

Looking at the crowd that was becoming more and more fanatical and even a little out of control, Isa looked at Old Jack for help, and Old Jack nodded helplessly.

Food is everything. Now that things have come to this, we can only take things one step at a time.

Isa could only walk quickly forward, walked up to Reina and said, "Ms. Lars, I am the leader of this group of refugees. I will help maintain order. Please take us to the relief center of the gray-collar workers."

Then Isa pointed to one side of the refugee camp and continued to plead with Reina: "Please forgive me, there are some wounded people who cannot move and the elderly and weak who have no strength. Can you please have someone bring some food here first? I will leave some people behind, and the rest will follow you to the Gray Collar."

Lena nodded and looked with some sympathy in the direction Isa pointed. There were some skinny old people, women and children there.

"I'll have someone bake some bread. Don't worry. The Lord of Gray Collar said that talent is the most important."

"You are the kindest and most generous nobleman I have ever met."

Isa bowed solemnly to Reina using the etiquette she had learned in the royal capital.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Reina took off her helmet and said happily, "In the capital, I was called a disgrace to the nobility. You are the first person to praise my kindness."

Isa was stunned. Isa, who didn't know much about the nobility, didn't know how many granddaughters Grand Duke Lars had, but the most famous one must be known to even Isa, who was studying hard, that is, Lena, who was abandoned by the fourth prince.

"I also heard rumors about you when I was studying in the capital. I'm very sorry that I slandered you at that time."

Facing Isa's sincere apology, Reina said calmly: "It's all in the past, don't take it to heart. One day, I will return to the capital and take back everything that belongs to me."