The killing finally stopped when Chad, the big nose, hung on the city gate. This rebellion hit the Slavs who believed in the Lomva religion. On the grounds of supporting the rebels, many temples of the Lomva religion were demolished, the priests were expelled, and the temple land was taken into the hands of Arod. However, Arod gave a lot of food to the Slavs who did not join the rebellion as a return to their loyalty, in order to divide the Slavs' will to resist. As expected, his dissatisfaction and dissent for Arod gradually subsided, and Mecklenburg County seemed to have returned to peace.

"Congratulations to Lord Earl, your rule in Mecklenburg County is as stable as a rock." In the chamber of Mecklenburg Castle, Arod was having breakfast with his friends and ministers. As a noble Count, dining with the people he protected was one of the ways to enhance mutual trust.

"You mean my territory that was burned to scorch?" Aruod used his meat-cutting knife to dig out the beggar chicken, cut off a piece of chicken and ate it. He chuckled and joked with Julian.

"It's all the fault of the rebels. Today the body of the peasant who should go to hell will be nailed around the territory, so that the pagan Slavs will know the fate of resisting you." Julian put down the knife in his hand, and the fish marinated with salt in his plate were the greatest welfare of Arod's courtiers. The delicious food every day, which was completed under Arod's guidance, became the feature of the Lord's Kitchen of Mecklenburg Castle.

"Woo~~." Suddenly, Shirley, who was sitting on the second seat of the long wooden table on the left side of Arud, put down the food in her hand, and made a nauseating sound with a pale complexion. She tried her best to stop her trembling body. If it weren't for the persuasion of her teacher, she would be unable to bear to stay in the court that massacred her compatriots, and even had the idea of ​​dying.

"Oh, sorry Miss Shirley, I mean killing those bad Slavs." Julian explained awkwardly when he saw Shirley's expression.

"Sorry, Count, I feel a little uncomfortable." Shirley stood up and bowed to Arod, and she also learned Germanic etiquette in Arod's court.

"Please wait a moment Miss Shirley, I believe you can hold on for a while." Aruod looked at Shirley with a pale face. He knew that the priestess was suffering from mental torture every day. Whenever the captured rebels were hanged outside the castle, the priestess would not attend the meal. She seemed to be silently protesting Aruod's iron-blooded policy in this way.

If it were a beautiful, kind and pure goddess like Shirley in his previous life, Aruod would not have to put it in his mouth for fear of melting, or in his palm, and he would not do anything that would cause the goddess to be unhappy. But now Aruod is not an otaku after all. He is an earl with rule over a county, and in addition to himself, there are many followers and soldiers. If Aruod showed a little weakness in this pagan land, then death would be welcomed by him and his followers. Perhaps the noose that was placed on the rebel's neck would be placed on his neck next time.

"Yes, yes." Shirley could not resist Arod's orders. As Arod's gaze, she sat back on her chair weakly. The soft fermented bread, fresh fruit, beggar chicken and pickled fish in front of her could not arouse her appetite.

"Mr. Elvis, what's the recent immigration situation? Can their house construction be built live?" Arod turned his eyes away from Shirley and placed him on the monk Elvis who was sitting in the last seat on the left. This monk who was familiar with water conservancy construction from the Monastery of St. Fontso was responsible for the construction of the territory, and because there were more and more places in the territory that needed construction, the monk became increasingly important in Arod's court.

"There are more and more Germanic immigrants from various territories of the empire. I have asked someone to bring all these immigrants to your designated residential area where they will build huts there." Monk Elvis quickly put down his food and swallowed the chewed food in his mouth, and then replied to Arod.

"Well, are the other lords letting these people come to our territory like this?" Aruod asked with some surprise. In his opinion, labor is what all lords value the most. Flighted slaves who fled to other people's territory will become reasons for war. Therefore, Aruod does not want to offend these lords and start a private war, at least he does not want to do so at present.

"Because of the war between Duke Mason and Duke Saxony last year, many territories were affected, and a large number of farmland was burned down by the war, causing agricultural poor harvests, and some farmers who were unable to eat enough were ready to move. Fortunately, Lord Earl recovered Mecklenburg County, which gave these people new hope and also prevented many territories from breaking out of peasant riots. Those lords were grateful to you, not to mention that the immigrant farmers said that His Majesty the Emperor seemed to pass a bill that required the princes in the empire not to prevent Germans from immigrating to the Slavs' territory." Monk Elvis respectfully told the story. Arod heard it and even stopped the action of cutting the flesh knife in his hand. The monk was careful and serious in his work and was a good helper to manage the territory.

"Why did His Majesty the Emperor pass this bill?" Aruod asked curiously. This was simply helping Germans occupy the land of the Slavs and compress the Slavs' living space.

"Our Majesty has always been coveting the land of Slavs. This time, you liberated Mecklenburg County, which is a demonstration effect in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor." Julian touched the golden fluff that had just grown on his chin and said to Arod with a serious face.

"Ha, that's good. If the royal family is willing to send troops, our pressure will be reduced a lot." Arod was delighted when he heard this. He picked up the cup at hand, which contained the honey wine found from Mecklenburg Castle. The meal examiner was standing and poured out a little and drank it. After nothing happened, Arod drank the honey wine in the cup.

"Of course, congratulations to you, Lord Earl, this is simply God's favor."

"Click~~~." Just as everyone picked up their glasses, the door of the conference hall opened, and a woman rushed in. She walked to the dining table carelessly, sat opposite Aruod, swept the remaining food on the table to her side, and then sat down and started eating.

"You, how did you break in?" Julian looked at Harvey's sensation without any woman's appearance and scolded loudly in anger, but Harvey didn't even raise his eyelids. He continued to grab a beggar chicken with his hands, tear off one of his thighs with force, put it in his mouth and bit it.

"It's okay, I asked her to come. I have a task to her." Aruod looked at Harvey's eating habits and felt that this woman was more and more interesting. He couldn't help but think of the scene in the bathhouse, which made him feel a little dry and he was a little dry. He took the wine glass to drink to cover it up, and looked around with uneasy eyes. Julian still looked angry. Monk Elvis slowly ate the food on his plate as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, but Shirley's appearance was a bit intriguing.

"Paji Paji~~~." Everything seemed to be quiet in the chamber, only Harvey chewed heavily, and Aruod did not stop her. The atmosphere in the silence was a little weird. Finally, Harvey finished eating the whole chicken. She satisfied and wiped her oily lips with her hands, stretched and burped.

"Are you full?" Aruod put down the wine glass in his hand and said to Harvey. This was a normal greeting in everyone's ears, but Shirley could hear the gentle tone implicitly. Her cheeks and ears turned red. In order not to make others notice, she pretended to cough and hang her head.

"Fortunately, the food here is really good, much better than in Visma town," Harvey said yawning.

"Wesma Town?" Everyone was curious. Harvey had not seen any trace these days, because Harvey was always mysterious with her group of mysterious and mysterious people called Blood Dripzi, so everyone didn't take it seriously. But when did she go to Wesma Town? It was rare that it was the order of Lord Earl?

"Okay, everyone can go and do their jobs, Harvey, please stay." Arod said to the other court officials.

"It's the Earl." Julian and others quickly stood up and left the chamber in turn. After the rebellion, Julian was responsible for training soldiers recruited from German immigrants and strengthening the military defense of the territory. Monk Elvis was responsible for the rebuilding of the territory and Arod's plan for the urbanization of the castle, and Shirley was arranged to appease the Slav nobles and some treatment work.
Chapter completed!