Farming in the Magical World

Pfft...

Upon hearing this, Lanny spat out a mouthful of water, which turned into a mist that filled the air!

The butler had a good attitude; he remained unmoved by the unexpected turn of events. Instead, he took out a handkerchief he always carried and calmly handed it over.

He even began to doubt if he had misheard.

First page rights? Is that right?

I never knew there were such rules in this world.

I tilted my head and thought for a moment... ...This thing probably didn't exist in my original world, right?

Wait a minute, it seems that's not entirely true. There appear to be many similar legends in the ancient West.

However, he always thought it was just a noun, existing only on the paper where laws were written and in the manuscripts of historians.

Even in the backward and feudal ancient times, I doubt anyone would be willing to give away their newlywed wife.

I never expected that such a rule would exist in this strange world.

Oh my god, he's a little... a little...

For a moment, he didn't know how to describe his feelings.

How could I have encountered something so absurd? For a moment, I didn't know whether to feel happy or absurd; it all felt unreal.

Although, as a grown man, the thought of what's about to happen gives me a slight thrill...

But he also knew that he was no longer the nobleman he used to be, and he could not enjoy this right with a clear conscience!

He was just unsure whether this arrangement was standard practice.

If so, he would have to think of another way. If he directly refused, wouldn't that arouse suspicion?

Was my father like that before? --- He almost asked that question.

However, considering that his predecessor couldn't possibly be unaware of these things, he naturally couldn't bring himself to ask the question!

He placed the wooden cup back on the table, took the handkerchief from the butler, casually wiped the water droplets from his chin, and asked casually, "Is this the usual practice?"

Frank remained calm, bowing slightly with a respectful expression. "Lord August didn't like this before. He loved your mother very much and wasn't interested in commoner women."

Frank felt slightly puzzled that his young master would ask such a question.

If the young master in the past had encountered such a situation, he probably would have been unable to restrain himself and would have rushed out of the castle immediately. Why is he still reluctant now?

Has she changed her personality?

After all, he never imagined that Lenny, who had recovered from serious injuries, had a different soul and was no longer the Lenny he had watched grow up.

Lanny was also having a headache. He had originally wanted to ask other nobles if they were experiencing the same thing, but it would be too strange to ask that.

But how do I refuse?

Lanny rubbed his forehead in frustration.

well... ...

It seems the only option is to go and see for myself and take it one step at a time.

Having been in this strange world for over two months, I've been recuperating in the castle. My understanding of the outside world is almost entirely based on what I've read in books, and I have no idea what the real situation is like.

If the world is not as he thinks, and the nobles do not have absolute authority, it will be difficult for him to act without revealing his true intentions!

"Let's go take a look!" With a sigh, Lanny put down the handkerchief, stood up, and took the lead in walking downstairs.

Seeing Lanny's strange behavior, the butler was also stunned, unsure of what the young master meant.

Lately, he's been finding the young master increasingly incomprehensible.

He speaks very little and always has a stern face, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he's thinking.

Unlike before, when she wore all her thoughts on her face, making them immediately obvious to everyone.

Alas, it seems that the master's passing has been a great blow to the young master. Even the usually impetuous young master has become taciturn!

However, this actually makes the young master seem more mature, and he looks a bit like a nobleman, so it's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing!

Thanks to Frank's instructions, the villagers were not stopped by Joseph the stableman at the gate and entered the castle hall without any problems.

This place is called the hall, but the interior space is actually not very large.

In the middle was a long dining table covered with a white cloth, with two copper kettles at each end, and two rows of leather-covered high-backed chairs lined up beside the table.

On either side of the dining table, against the wall, are some floor candlesticks, which take up a lot of space.

There wasn't much room for people to stand around, and with more than a dozen people squeezing in all at once, it felt even more crowded.

Several villagers were clearly visiting the castle for the first time, and they were looking around with awe and curiosity.

Some people even started arguing over whether the kettle on the table was pure gold or gold-plated, quickly getting red in the face and their necks thick with anger, completely unaware that it was just a copper kettle.

Aunt Beth and Aunt Helen pointed at the white cloth on the table, but hesitated to reach for it. They just whispered to each other about how much more comfortable it would be to wear underwear made from this white cloth than their own linen clothes.

In the corners of the hall, the castle servants stood watching the commotion with great interest, and even Aunt Susan, who was cooking, came into the hall with green beans in her hand.

"Candy, do you think the young master really wants this girl to stay with him tonight?" Nina, standing to the side, asked Candy in a low voice, her face full of gossip.

Candy is the young master's personal maid and has the most contact with him, so naturally you should ask her about this!

Before Candy could answer, Aunt Susan's plump face beamed with a matter-of-fact smile. "Of course! You all know what kind of person the young master is. Since the butler has already made the arrangements, do you think he'll let this girl go?"

Candy, her face flushed, glared at Susan. "No, the young master isn't like that... Actually, he... he's a very good person!"

"Haha, our Candy's fallen for the young master, isn't she?" Seeing Candy's flustered expression, Aunt Susan's smile was full of teasing.

Melinda ignored Susan's teasing of the little girl, and instead felt some sympathy for the bride, sighing, "I also think the young master probably won't let this little girl go. Alas, she's so pitiful."

Suddenly, Nina shuddered and said urgently, "Oh no, stop talking! Young Master is here... ...be careful he hears us!"

As Nina whispered a reminder, everyone quickly shut their mouths and looked at Lanny who had walked in.

 …

As soon as he entered the hall, Lanny was given a headache again by the chaos and noise!

As the saying goes, three women are equal to five hundred ducks. There are more than ten women in the hall right now; there must be tens of thousands of ducks!

Did I walk into a duck farm?

And these are his own people?

He didn't expect these people to be dressed well, since he already had a general idea that the world was probably quite backward.

But what kind of clothes are these people wearing?

Some had no sleeves, some were missing a pant leg, and some even had a large hole in the chest.

Fortunately, this person was a man; if it had been a woman, then...

That was utterly shabby!

It's one thing to be poorly dressed, but what's with the dry grass on your head and the grime on your face? Are you reluctant to wash your face?

Have I wandered into a den of beggars?

Ugh, what kind of lord am I? I'm going to be leading this bunch of bastards from now on?

However, this is clearly not the time to think about these things; the most important thing right now is to deal with the immediate problem.

He stopped at the top of the stairs leading to the lobby, composed himself, and then said loudly, "Quiet, quiet..."

"Master, Master..."

"Master, Master..."

Upon seeing the nobleman appear in the hall, the villagers immediately panicked, hurriedly bowing and kneeling down in a chaotic manner.

In the lobby!

Iron Hammer, kneeling in the crowd, kept his head down, stealing glances at the nobleman standing before him from the corner of his eye, his eyes filled with resentment and frustration...

Thinking about what this man would do to his wife tonight, the hatred in her heart involuntarily increased.

His fists were clenched until they turned white, and his teeth were grinding together, but he couldn't muster the courage to stand up and punch that annoying face of the other person.

He dared not, he truly dared not, stemming from a fear that was almost ingrained in his blood, and even more so from the threat of the powerful knights in the castle!

Lanny seemed to sense something and looked in the direction of the gaze.

This was a strong, dark-skinned young man whose muscles contrasted sharply with the thin villagers around him, and he was secretly sizing me up with his eyes.

From that look, he sensed anger, resentment, and frustration, but also cowardice and a deathly silence of resignation!

I suppose this man must be the groom at tomorrow's wedding?

On the way to the lobby, he kept thinking about how to resolve this matter. Pushing the whole thing to the butler seemed like the best solution, but that was not the right thing to do.

The butler serves him closely for a long time, and his emotions and reputation must be taken care of. If the people around him become the target of everyone's anger and resentment, he might end up being beheaded for no reason and then cry foul.

He is afraid too!

After all, based on what we know so far, this world is quite similar to the ancient West in another world: equally poor, equally chaotic, and equally... backward.

Just as Lenny was considering what to do, Frank, who had been following behind, also came into the hall and quietly stood behind Lenny.

"What's your name?" Lanny waved for everyone to stand up before looking at the young man again.

"Master... my name is... Iron Hammer!"

Iron Hammer's voice wasn't loud, and his reply was hesitant and submissive. Lanny even doubted that if he stood any further away, he might not be able to hear him at all.

It seems that his awe and fear of the nobility have penetrated to the bone; he doesn't even dare to speak loudly when his wife is about to be taken away by him.

Thinking of this, he relaxed his facial muscles and gave what he thought was a friendly smile. "I heard you're getting married tomorrow?"

Then he looked at the girl in red next to him and asked, "Are you the bride? What's your name?"

"My lord, my name is Karina, and I am the bride who will marry Iron Hammer tomorrow!"

This woman was much bolder than Hammer, staring directly into Lanny's eyes, answering his questions calmly and unhurriedly.

The woman's voice was not timid; on the contrary, she deliberately dragged out the words "bride," revealing a sense of anger and resentment.

Well... ...

Meeting the girl's bold gaze, Lanny coughed awkwardly and involuntarily looked away!

He knew perfectly well why the other party was acting this way; he would have found it strange if the other party hadn't reacted at all.

Even though it wasn't his idea, he still felt awkward, since he was the one who arranged for the servants to come and serve him!

Karina's answer surprised the surrounding villagers, who all turned to look at her, wondering why she dared to speak to the nobleman like that, and whether she was afraid of being hanged.

The gallows are still standing at the entrance of the village!

Aunt Susan and her servants, who were engrossed in watching the play, were also astonished, their mouths agape as they stared in disbelief at the daring girl in red.

Upon hearing this, Parker's expression changed drastically. He immediately knelt down, desperately tugging at Karina's clothes to make her kneel as he pleaded in a trembling voice, "Master, Master, please... please forgive her, she... she... she's still young, she doesn't know any better..."

"Outrageous..."

Suddenly a loud shout came from the side, startling all the villagers. It was Tim, the castle knight who was standing in the corner.

He gripped the hilt of his sword, his face fierce as he stared intently at the stubborn girl, as if he would strike her down with his sword if she made any further move!

"etc... ..."

Before Tim could finish speaking, Lanny reached out and stopped Tim, who was about to draw his longsword!

After all, this was not what I wanted, and if the housekeeper said anything inappropriate later, it would be difficult for me to salvage the situation.

We can't just accept this stubborn girl as a bride, can we?

She looks so thin, is she even an adult yet?

Is Karina an adult?

By world standards, she is naturally an adult.

He just doesn't get enough nutrition, so he looks a bit thin and weak. If you looked at him from Lanny's previous life, he would inevitably look a bit young!

He raised his hand to help the person kneeling on the ground to their feet. He composed himself and forced a smile.

"About this matter..."

Carefully choosing his words, Lanny spoke slowly and deliberately, observing everyone's reactions and glancing into their eyes.

Seeing that everyone was either fearful, curious, or gossipy, but no one harbored any resentment, he steeled himself and continued, "I'm just curious and want to see this newlywed couple!"

Everyone: ... ...

Seeing that everyone seemed only surprised and no one voiced any doubt, he felt even more reassured and shrugged, "Alright, now that I've seen it, everyone can go back..."

After saying that, without waiting for anyone to react, he turned around and went back upstairs.

Everyone: ... ...

Faced with such a willful lord, the villagers were at a loss for how to react, while only the people in the castle nodded in agreement.

Yes, this is the young master they know. Not long ago, he became someone they hardly recognized.