Heaven’s Intention

Just when the Baron Rocas and the female priest learned the harvest information of Romont ’s territory through different channels, a young girl was riding a horse in the light rain for a long distance from the edge of the forest. Free strategy.

The girl was wearing a light pink tight robe, but there were a few lovely streamers in the belt. When she was running, she was blown by the wind and the streamers were flying, which was very beautiful.

The girl had blonde hair over her waist, which was not **** at this time, but flew behind her head, and her white face, a pair of purple eyes was very bright, her chest was tall, her legs were slender, while riding, she had more A refreshing taste of Yingzi.

"Drive! Drive!" It seems that I really enjoy the feeling of this horse racing. Although it rains in the sky, and this rain silk will wet her robe and hair a little, but this girl is still driving the horse, on the road Strolling.

The girl didn't slow down the horse until another horse ran from behind. Then, he came over and watched the horse running. Here comes a pony. Immediately sitting is also a girl who obviously belongs to the category of Lori. The lovely riding clothes she wears have a delicate taste. They also have blonde hair, white face, purple eyes, but few In addition to the charm of the former, it looks like it is only 13 or 14 years old, and it is still a small flower bone that is not open.

"Sister, you're ridiculous!" As soon as she caught up, the younger girl said in a huff, and then, very unwillingly looking at herself riding the pony: "It's not that I'm inferior Who let you ride a big horse, but I can only ride such a little guy, this is not fair! "

"What's not fair, you're very young. Of course you have to ride a pony myself." The older girl chuckled, and then, she flicked her forehead's hair with a sense of charm, and her sister looked envious Endlessly.

The little girl looked at herself very sadly. Riding this horse, looking at the horse that her sister was riding, looking at her little bun-like chest, and then looking at her tall chest, she was so depressed Mouth comes: "Forget it, anyway, you all bully me small, small small, I'm not happy to grow up yet! Huh!"

"Yeah, when you grow up, there will be a lot of upsets." The older girl sighed.

The little girl asked curiously: "What's upset? What is it?"

"Hey, forget it, I can't tell you, we haven't been out in a short time. It's time to go back." The older girl looked at her naive and romantic sister and sighed.

When she heard that she wanted to go back, the little girl was still reluctant, and she said with a small mouth: "Play again, it will be easy to come out, and you have to learn those etiquettes again, so annoying."

"Oh, don't go back again. I'm afraid you won't have to come out to play in the next month." The older girl said as she drove the horse back. Her younger sister sighed, like an adult, and then drove along.

The wind was not strong, and thin raindrops poured on their blond hair. With the clear laughter, they spread far and far, and the two were, of course, Miss Owena and Miss Emissa.

"Have you heard? Romon ..." When the two sisters slowed down the horse's pace and enjoyed the comfort in the drizzle, several passing adventurers were walking and said, at the beginning, the two girls They didn't care too much about what they were talking about, but until the person who spoke said Romon's name, Owena suddenly froze and stopped Mahler, listening to the discussion of the people behind him.

"Sister, why didn't you go ..." Imissa asked puzzledly and swept the adventurers secretly.

"Hush!"

"... I heard that in Luomeng's territory, he produced 370 pounds per mu!"

"... really, this is really a good harvest, goddess bless!"

"Huh, not only the goddess bless, but the key is that Romon is a druid!"

"Druids are everywhere. Why haven't you seen this harvest in other fields?"

"Well, this is the difference between genius and mediocrity."

Owena continued to listen until she understood what was going on, and this time she rushed towards the house.

"Hey, wait for me!" Imisa saw the elder sister's horse riding to the front and couldn't help but pat the horse in a hurry. She quickly followed her and wondered, as if the elder sister seemed to care about Romon. Is this the trouble for adults? ?

What a terrible Lomon ...

The two drove horses and passed by a field, where it was almost time to harvest the crops. Because the mature crops in the Lomont domain were later than the crops, many of them were drowned by the rain, although the rain It is not likely to have any impact on the output of food, but if this rainy day continues, I am afraid that it will be a headache when harvesting and drying.

Harvesting about two thousand acres of farmland is definitely not an easy task, especially in the wet muddy soil. The trees planted on the roadside have been green since the arrival of spring. With the spring breeze blowing, the green leaves carry crystal drops of water. It looks very beautiful.

In front of a villa, the two sisters turned over and dismounted, handed the horse to the servant, and the two girls walked in.

"Father, mother, we are back." Owena said to her parents who were sitting and chatting.

The middle-aged man was awesome, Sir Daimerka who had invited Romon. He looked at the two daughters with some blame, but he didn't say anything, just reminded: "Go and change the clothes!"

"Well, okay." The two sisters hurried back to change their clothes and waited to come out again. They were all gentle women in lady dresses.

Owena found her father ’s dissatisfaction, but she was clever and quickly used other light topics to lead the matter away. After her parents ’expressions calmed down, she followed up on what she heard on the road. The parents said.

"Three hundred and seventy kilograms per mu? How is this possible!" Upon hearing this, Sir Demerka suddenly cried out in surprise.

As a lord, he certainly knows how much mu yields. This number is really too scary. He is a little unbelieving. But soon, when someone sent the same message back, Sir Demerka was silent for a moment, and then he and his wife glanced at the blindness, and what seemed to be conveyed in her eyes.

Owena, who was sitting on the side, slowly hooked her lips.

The Kingdom of Esk is not large in size, is close to the ocean, and the domestic forests are not high, but the mountain range outside the central town of Galle is not very high, but because of this, the surrounding roads are fairly smooth and the horses are running. There will be no trouble.

The territory of Galle has 18 towns in three towns. Although it depends on the mountains, the land in the territory is mostly plain and very fertile. The person who is the lord in this territory is a very smart person. However, after his death, the battle for the fight between his two sons was known to the people nearby.

In the end, he ended in Jacob's defeat and was swept out by his eldest son. The current lord, Jacob's brother, was the winner of the final battle.

At this moment, unlike the flourish of plants in other territories, the plants here are all half-wilted and look listless, with no vitality at all.

Although it was raining, there was a group of gorgeously dressed people standing in the field, looking at the crops in the field and worried. Headed by a blond man, he looks handsome, but at this time his expression is full of iron blue, with a little helplessness.

"Herodin, you still have a face to say, as my internal officer, how do you manage? Do you want to tell me, this is the harvest result I am about to get?"

"Master Baron, I ... I found a lot of people to come to see, but the crop was still unsuccessful, I ..." The one who was being criticized was a middle-aged man, standing in front of a young man about the age of his nephew He was so scared that he didn't dare to raise his head, but only whispered to explain.

As everyone knows, the more he defended, the more Baron Lance who became the new lord became more powerful. He is different from his dead dad. The set that his father ate was put on him and it had a counterproductive effect. Especially when he just became a new lord, he encountered such a depressing thing. The explanation of the next official, in his eyes, became a performance of watching his jokes.

Angrily, he directly ordered: "Get him back, let him reflect on himself!"

"Master Baron ... I really did my best! Lord Baron! Look, not only this crop, but all the plants in the territory have withered! Lord Baron, I have worked diligently from your father's generation. There is no place where you do n’t do your duty, you ca n’t do this to me, Master Baron ... "

The towed interior officer kept shouting, but in the end, he was driven out.

"Master Baron, you see ..." Seeing that someone was suffering from this new lord, the officials next to him were asking more carefully. "Where do we go to check next?"

"What else to look at, go back." I have already seen too many plants withering, and Baron Lance's mood is now bad to a certain extent. Although there are still some villages in front, he doesn't want to watch it anymore ~ com ~ took the horse rope from the servant, turned the horse, and went back towards the castle.

When the fearful officials saw the baron going back, they wiped the cold sweat from their heads, and then followed one after another.

Riding on the horse, Baron Lance was in a bad mood. This situation occurred as soon as he took over the baron title. This is indeed a challenge to the legitimacy of his inheritance.

When he returned to the castle, he was also in a sullen look. The servants saw him and avoided him, and the officials who followed him did not dare to show up. After all, the example of the interior officer It's ahead.

At this moment, a cron of Baron Lance came in from outside the hall suddenly, whispering in Baron Lance's ear.

"Three hundred and seventy pounds per mu?" Baron Lance's eyes lit up. He stood up sharply, turned a few times, and asked, "Are you sure?"

"It has been checked, sure!"

"Oh! Is that really the case?" Baron Lance thought for a moment, and he immediately resolved: "Come here, invite me to invite Mr. Romon to come to me with a post."