Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

In the morning, Ron woke up early and started a new day's work.

It's said to be work, but it's actually something big or small that Joyce can't decide and needs authorization from his lord.

Some things are important, and some are small, but they all require the consent and authorization of the lord.

He came to the newly built office room. The layout of the room was designed by Colin, with a simple yet elegant style.

There are very few things used for decoration, which are just right at first glance, will not cause trouble to people, and give people a sense of tranquility and comfort.

Ron came to behind his desk. There was a smaller table to the left, where Joyce worked.

At this time, the paperwork to be processed has been sorted out on his desk. Joyce had put it here the night before. She put it in order according to classification and order, just waiting for Ron to deal with it the next day.

Ron opened the first book.

It was Hadyi's request for resources. Wasn't the authorization letter for mineral resources given to Joyce?

He continued to read and found that what Hadyi applied for was not minerals, but several plants he planted in the vegetable garden!

The reason is for making wine.

He had only been mature for a few days, but he was already being targeted. Ron felt complicated. After hesitating for a while, he still approved the application for Hadey.

Continue to look at the next book, this time it is Nancy’s application documents. With the lessons learned from the past, Ron was not surprised at all when he saw the following content. Nancy wanted to change into more mature clothes, at least not with Melitoya. Same clothes.

Ron crossed out the application form without hesitation and continued reading the next one.

This is Rosalind's application document, which contains many key points. It is mainly to generate income for the Arnold Territory and sell the territory's specialties to outsiders. While earning money, it will also help to establish the name of the business group in the future.

These so-called specialties include ‘consecrated cordo’, black mud, popsicles, melon seeds, etc.

Rosalind also set the price, calculated how much revenue each item would generate, and wrote it all down on the paperwork.

After reading the entire thesis-like application document, Ron thought about it. The Arnold territory was no longer barren. The alchemy product Nancy made - 'Black Mud' was not of great help to the territory. It was better to sell it and give it to Carlo. other territories of the kingdom.

The raw materials for making 'black mud' come from the Black Valley Forest. It can be said to be a monopoly industry and cannot be copied.

‘Consecrated Cordo’ is also available for sale, which is good news for areas with little rainfall.

According to the content given by Rosalind, popsicles and melon seeds are sold as high-end luxury goods to those with strong financial resources and powerful positions.

To be honest, Ron was not optimistic about her idea. The method of making popsicles was extremely simple, and it would not be difficult for a willing person to replicate it.

However, he still agreed to the popsicle plan and rejected the plan to sell 'melon seeds'.

There are not many sunflower seeds at present. Compared to melon seeds, Ron is more looking forward to the oil fried with sunflower seeds. According to Eileen, it seems to be almost finished.

In the end, except for the melon seeds plan, all the others were approved. How to do it in the future was something Rosalind should consider.

In less than an hour, Ron finished the work of the past few days and left feeling relaxed.

More than half an hour later, Joyce arrived. Seeing the messy main desk, he knew in his heart that the lord had already arrived.

She walked over and carefully arranged the utensils on the table, then picked up the pile of paperwork and returned to her seat, re-wrote the contents on it, and called the attendant to deliver it to the applicant.

Reactions from those who received the acknowledgment varied, and Rosalind immediately approached Irene to explain her purpose.

Although the plan to sell melon seeds was rejected, popsicles are also an industry she values.

Irene knows how to make popsicles best. In addition to popsicles, Irene is also good at making melon seeds and many other kinds of desserts. Everyone is convinced of Irene's craftsmanship.

"Eileen, I have a cooperation, are you interested?"

Rosalind first showed her the approval document given by Ron, and then asked with a smile.

"Cooperation? If you want to know how to make popsicles, I can tell you directly."

Irene said with an apologetic expression, "I was wrong to catch the pet bird you gave to Mr. Egbert before. Let me help you with your matter."

"No, in fact, it's fine as long as grandpa receives my gift. And these are two different things. I forgive you."

Rosalind didn't say much more on this topic. She added, "Let's talk about cooperation. I think you will be happy to accept it."

——

Viscounty Fast, residence.

A deacon hurriedly walked into the room and handed a white letter into the hands of Viscount Fast.

When Viscount Fast saw the mark on the sealing wax, his expression became serious, he waved the deacon to leave, and he opened the envelope only when he was the only one in the room.

a long time.

Viscount Fast's breathing became rapid and he laughed coldly, "He has thought carefully. I will do all the dirty work, sacrificing the subordinates I spent a lot of resources to train, just to create some trouble for the Arnold Territory. Let me find a reason to go to war with Baron Arnold.”

Immediately afterwards, Viscount Fast smiled and said, "However, this benefit is indeed irresistible."

The letter stated that he would be given a meritorious service worthy of being promoted to earl.

When you reach the earl, you enter the circle of upper-class nobles. The power and status of the people you make friends with are vastly different. There is even a slight possibility of getting married to the royal family, which can reach the sky in one step.

The other party expected that Viscount Fast would not be able to refuse this temptation, which was actually the case.

Viscount Fast burned the letter to ashes and walked out of the room, thinking about how to find a suitable reason.

At this time, a servant trotted up to him with a nervous expression and said: "Master, the fourth young master has caused trouble again."

Viscount Fast showed a accustomed expression, "Tell me, what trouble did he cause again?"

"Fourth Young Master, he...he beat up the young lady of the knight leader's family!"

The servant looked horrified. The leader of the knights is a rare third-level knight. The fourth young master beat his daughter. This matter is big or small. It depends on how Viscount Faster will handle it. But it is well known that the viscount dotes on the fourth young master. What happened to the Fourth Young Master may not happen in the end.

Upon hearing his servant's words, Viscount Fast's eyelids jumped and he sighed in his heart. His fourth son was making trouble every day, getting into trouble all the time, and causing trouble for himself.

Suddenly, a great idea flashed through his mind. Perhaps his troublemaker son could help him advance to the position of earl.

Thinking of this, the viscount asked his servants to call the fourth young master to his office.

After a while, Viscount Fast and a young man sat opposite each other in the lord's office.

The boy is the fourth son of the Viscount, named Jim.

"Father, why did you call me here? If it's about the daughter of the head of the Knights, then it's not my fault." Jim was the first to shift the responsibility away, with no regrets on his face.

Of course, Viscount Fast would not believe what he said, but there were more important things now. He said, "I called you here because I want you to visit the Arnold Territory next door on behalf of the Fast family."

"Arnold territory?"

Jim frowned and asked in confusion: "Is it the poor and shabby Baron Arnold? Fast is a Viscount family, why should he visit a mere Baron family?"

Viscount Fast had already expected it. He said: "The Arnold Territory is not poor now. The Baron House has implemented many policies, sold a large amount of monster materials to the outside world, used the money to develop the territory, and also spent a lot of money to build a new city."

Jim showed an expression of disbelief. Viscount Fast didn't care whether he believed it or not and continued: "These signs indicate that the Arnold Territory is about to rise. As a neighbor, it is appropriate to pay a visit."

After hearing this, Jim seemed to understand what his father meant, and he asked: "Then under what name should we visit?"

Viscount Fast glanced at him with a surprised look, and then said: "The refugees who came to the Viscountry all went to the Arnold Territory and helped us solve a big problem. Just use this name to visit and make a good relationship." .”

"Okay, I understand."

Jim nodded, "Then when should I go?"

"You can go anytime, of course the sooner the better." Viscount Fast said with a smile and narrowed eyes.

Jim thought to himself, of course he would go today. The knight leader might come to trouble him. Although he was not afraid, it would be nice to go out and relax.

He stood up to leave, and the voice of Viscount Fast came from behind, "This visit to the Arnold family, you represent the face of the Fast family. While giving a certain amount of respect, don't lose the prestige of the family."

When Jim heard this, a smile appeared on his face. He was good at this, "Don't worry, Dad."

——

Arnold territory.

On the newly built main street, the road is five feet wide and the entire road is paved with quartz stone. There are many buildings on both sides. Although it is just an empty shell now, some shadows of future prosperity can be seen from the prototype.

Ron looked and nodded as he walked. Amelia and Joyce followed him, and Abel was behind him.

At this time, a construction expert came from a distance and saluted quickly when he saw Ron, "I'm sorry, Lord, I didn't welcome your arrival."

Ron waved his hand, "That's not necessary, I just came over to take a look."

Although he was telling the truth, the experts would not really believe it. He smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Later, under the leadership of this expert, Ron and others visited the construction site. They did not get close, but just watched from a distance.

The design of the new city is a closed ring, with the Baron's Palace in the center, the second ring is farmland, and the third ring is the residences and shops of the residents. The diameters of the rings are not consistent. is the largest.

These buildings were only prototypes built without further repairs, thus saving a lot of time, and the progress reached 20% in such a short period of time.

Ron was very satisfied with the current results. He let the experts go about their own business and no longer had to accompany them.

After there was no one else around, he asked Amelia with a smile, "Your Highness, what do you think are the shortcomings compared to the imperial city of the empire?"

This kind of question is very particular. He is not so arrogant that he thinks it can be compared with the imperial city of the empire. He just wants to know where there are any omissions.

Amelia looked at Ron and said in a cold voice: "For a city of this size, it's good enough."

Ron heard what she meant and asked tentatively: "What if I want to expand my territory? What else do I need?"

"There is a lot that needs to be done, not only to set up a special management agency, but also"

Amelia got into working mode, and words that Ron couldn't understand came out of her mouth from time to time. Only Joyce next to her listened with interest.

"Your Royal Highness."

Ron interrupted her to continue.

Amelia came back to her senses. She looked up at Ron and said, "This is not a simple matter. If the Baron is interested, I will write a note and give it to Joyce when I get back."

"That's great. Thank you, Your Highness, for being so generous. I don't even know how to thank you." Ron smiled.

Looking at his appearance, Amelia chuckled, "As long as the Baron can promise to give me one of your precious things, I won't ask for any other thanks."

Hearing this, Ron smiled politely and decided to do it next time.

At the Baron's Mansion, a luxurious carriage came in front of the mansion's gate, and a young man got off the horse with an arrogant expression.

Egbert was about to go out to do errands. When he saw a carriage parked in front of the gate with a flag on the top of the carriage, he felt confident.

"The government has not received a letter of visit from the Fast family. What is the purpose of your coming here?" Egbert stepped forward and asked sonorously.

Although the other party comes from the Viscount family, he must not lose the majesty of the Arnold family.

The young man was Jim. He showed an elegant posture and introduced himself: "I am the fourth son of the current head of the Fast family, Jim Fast."

"This time, I came to visit Baron Arnold at the request of my father. Because Lord Arnold kindly accepted the refugees from the Fast Territory, I came here to express my gratitude to Lord Baron."

Jim said loudly. Although he was naughty, he still understood the basic noble etiquette.

Egbert wanted to say something, but Jim added: "I ask for your forgiveness, Lord Baron Arnold, for this presumptuous visit."

Having said this, Egbert could only invite people in, otherwise there would be rumors that Baron Arnold was weak.

"Master Jim, the lord is busy with official duties and is not at the mansion. Please wait here." Egbert led Jim and his entourage to the living room.

Because the mansion was being renovated and renovated, most of the maids and attendants had work to do, so Egbert apologized for this.

"It doesn't have to be like this. On the contrary, I delayed the Baron's business." Jim nodded in understanding.

Then, after Egbert left, Jim began to feel bored after staying in the living room for a while, got up and left, and said to the entourage who was about to follow: "Don't follow me."

He wandered around the mansion alone. Looking at the gorgeously built mansion, Jim was greatly surprised, with a look of jealousy on his face, "A mere baron family actually lives better than me. Damn it."

After walking around for a while, he saw two figures when passing by a courtyard. He let out a light sigh and walked over.

In the courtyard, Melitoya held a popsicle with a sweet smile on her face and said, "Sister Eileen, are you really not going to eat it?"

Irene pursed her lips and said, "Little Meili, you are a bad learner, be careful I tell the young master!"

Just as Melitoya was about to speak, a figure came up behind her and snatched the popsicle from her hand instantly, followed by Jim's voice, "What is this? Why haven't I seen it before? Hey, tell me this is What?"

Melitoya was startled when a person suddenly appeared. Irene quickly protected her behind her and said, "Who are you?"

When Jim saw Irene wearing a maid's clothes, and she dared to question him with such a lowly status, he suddenly became angry and slapped her.

With a snap, Irene received a solid slap.

"Sister Erin!"

Melitoya spoke anxiously, thinking that Irene was beaten to protect herself, her heart was filled with guilt.

She glared at Jim with wide eyes, and stood in front of Irene with a determined expression. Although her legs were trembling, Melitoya proved with her actions that she was worthy of the name Arnold.

"You have violated the dignity of the Arnold family!" The stern and cold words came from Melitoya's small body.

Jim was startled, and then felt ashamed that he had been frightened by a little girl. He was about to take action, but the next moment his vision went black and he fell forward.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Ron's figure appeared, accompanied by Egbert and others.

"elder brother."

Ron looked at Melitoya, whose legs were still trembling, and said "hmm". Her voice was so loud just now that everyone could hear it.

He walked around Melitoya and came to Irene, stretched out his hand to Irene who had her head lowered, and gently touched her cheek, with a red mark on it.

Ron frowned, a trace of violence flashed in his eyes.

Aileen trembled slightly at the sudden touch and slowly raised her head.

In Ron's eyes, Irene's hair was slightly messy, covering most of her face. He used his fingers to comb through the hair, revealing Irene's tearful expression. Her appearance at the moment gave people a hazy and broken look. Beauty.

Ron closed his eyes and said, "Melitoya, take Irene to treatment."

"Yes, brother."

After Irene was pulled away by Melitoya, Ron opened his eyes again. At this moment, his eyes were ice-cold, and he said in a calm and slow voice: "Cut whichever hand he used, that one. Send it back properly."

Amelia raised her lips slightly and said: "If you do this, it will cause conflicts between the two territories. The worst result is an endless war."

"Then let's start a war."

Ron's voice was still calm, and the faces of the knights who followed showed a chilling look.

"Just for a maid? Is it worth it?" Amelia asked again.

Ron turned to look at her, "Isn't this enough?"

Amelia said no more. At this moment, she thought about a lot of things. She understood part of the answer to what Vivian said and concealed.

Later, Ron left, and Amelia and others followed him.

The knights all looked at Jim who was unconscious on the ground, and Harvey said, "Which one of you made the move? I didn't even see it clearly."

Everyone shook their heads to express that it was not them. Sig said: "At that time, I felt a strong spiritual power. That power was emanating from Her Royal Highness."

Everyone looked surprised, and Abel snorted, "Get rid of this garbage quickly."

After hearing the captain's words, the Cavaliers scrambled for this opportunity, especially Anthony and Taylor who had the most trouble.

"Hurry up! We have to send this thing back." Sig was not interested in this. There would definitely be a war with Fast Territory in the future, and he was looking forward to it.

Taylor took the lead and chopped off one of Jim's hands with a sword in front of everyone. Just as they were dragging Jim, who was still unconscious, to leave, Anthony's voice sounded, "Taylor, how do you prove that it was you who chopped it off?" Where is the lower hand?"

Everyone was stunned.