Chapter 118 Mission (Part 2)

Named as God, Romon pondered.

He knows little about love and beauty goddess Inis, but he has only heard of it in limited information.

It is said that he is a goddess who has mastered love, beauty and lust. Legend has had romantic relationships with many gods, and is also the incarnation of the earth and one of the goddesses who has the most erotic combination with mortals.

In the city of Aps, there is the temple of this goddess, but Romon has never been there. As for the countryside, there is not much of her altar, which is far inferior to the goddess of fertility.

At this moment, Miss Yiya's dance had ended, and the dances of others were below.

Romon was a little boring. The characters in the Baron Hall were either lords or knights. They were still in a position, and it was the first time they participated and had no one to know, so of course no one talked to him.

Romon glanced around and estimated that the hall was on the west side of the residence. The hall was spacious and could hold banquets and dances, as well as a place to summon territorial officials.

The windows were open all around and large glass was used, but now the curtains were pulled.

There were still people coming and going in the hall, and the servant kept delivering snacks and drinks here, and a butler secretly directed.

Romon stayed for a moment and felt boring, so he walked out of the hall. It was dim outside, with the lawn connected to the garden.

Romon glanced at him and suddenly saw two familiar people. This was because Romon inspired dark vision last time and could see things clearly in the darkness.

That is Baron Galle and Miss Iaya.

Miss Yiya has changed her dance clothes and put on a dress. She has a pink belt around her waist. However, this dress is spread out from top to bottom, making her breasts stand tall and her thighs appear faintly.

Romon glanced at him, then quickly avoided him and returned to the hall. Even if no one talked to him, it would be better than peeking at others.

Gradually, Romon saw something. In the hall, these nobles and knights spoke politely but full of subtlety. When they looked carefully, these people were divided into several small circles, each surrounded by a group of people.

People from different ethnic groups are faintly separated. Although they greet each other, no one can intervene in their ranks.

Romon was watching with relish and had some of the most superficial understanding of the aristocratic world.

"Mr. Romon, Baron asked you to go to the study!" Before he knew it, time quickly passed, and suddenly, a butler came up and said.

"Oh, I'll go now, can you lead the way?" Romon was stunned and asked nonsense.

"Mr. Romon, I will guide you now, please!" The butler said as he walked two steps forward to lead the way.

After leaving the hall, he turned upstairs, and at the door, the butler knocked on the door. After a moment, the door opened and Romon was able to enter.

After a glance, this was indeed ashamed of the title of the study. The large bookshelf were filled with books. Without reading more, Romon bowed to the baron opposite the desk and saluted: "Master Baron!"

"Oh, Romon, don't be too polite, sit down!" Baron Galle put down a document and calmed down his inner worries. Over the past few days, the situation he commissioned to investigate gradually made him shocked.

"Thank you, sir!" Romon said, and looked at the bookshelf around him.

Baron Galle saw it, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Mr. Romon, are you interested in books?"

"Yes, sir, I always think that books carry history and knowledge." Romon replied complimentally: "The books on your bookshelf are the ones I have seen the most, which is amazing."

"Oh, haha, this is the book accumulated by my ancestors. My grandfather once served as the Interior Officer of Apps City and obtained a lot of books during his tenure." The baron laughed and was quite proud of his collection. In this world, even aristocrats could be proud of it.

"You can also inherit your grandfather's position!" Romon said, he did not understand this.

"Oh, being an insular officer is just a job, not everyone is interested in such an official position, especially us, so my father did not inherit the insular officer position, but returned to the territory to take care of it. I thought I would serve as the advisor of the king or the earl and become a member of the parliament, but that's all." Baron Galle knew that Romon didn't understand, and was not angry, and shook his head and said.

Romon was puzzled at first, but when he thought about it, he suddenly realized that in this world, the feudal system was implemented, and the private territory was sacred and inviolable. Even the king's officials could not point fingers at the people of the Count Viscount below. In other people's territory, military, politics, justice, and wealth, all the lords' powers were the powers, and the king had no right to interfere.

Therefore, officials were not very attractive at all. The various counts were nominally appointed as county magistrates, only nominally.

Of course, except in cities, free people can manage and collect taxes in a unified manner, this tastes different. Once Romon understands this, he knows that he has asked the wrong question.

"Oh, you are the example of a true nobleman." Romon said in a compliment, just a little dry.

"Oh, I'm not. The real typical is our lord Viscount Eagle Edel, ha!" Baron Galle shook his head, paused, and turned the topic to the main topic: "Oh, Mr. Romon, do you know what I meant?"

"Sir Baron, I have heard of the problems that are happening in the territory." Romon sighed.

"Yes, in half of my territory, plants have been relatively shrinking, especially this year's wheat production has been reduced by half!" The Baron said with a serious expression. Even the Baron could not bear such a situation for several consecutive years. It must be resolved quickly. He said: "I hope you can investigate and resolve this matter."

"I will go immediately later as you wish." Romon nodded and said, "But I need to patrol your territory and hope to cooperate."

"Of course, this is my authorization letter. With this, you can patrol any farmland and forest in my territory, and get the support of the local town and village chief. If necessary, you can also dispatch a territory guard of no more than thirty people." Baron Galle took out a document that seemed to have been prepared and signed on it: "You will be awarded the title of agricultural consultant in the Galle Territory, valid for half a year. If you can solve it within this period, you will officially become agricultural consultant in my territory."

Agriculture consultant, with a status equivalent to that of an internal magistrate in the territory, Jefa was Baron Rocas's agricultural consultant.

"Thank you, sir!" Romon said with a bow. What he took was a heavy bag of things. This was money. The Baron Galle seemed quite generous.

"Oh, I have left you a room in this villa, and there is also a carriage. During this period, I will wait for you to call." Baron Galle said, waiting for a moment, and seeing that Baron Galle had nothing else to say, Romon bowed and left.

After leaving the residence, in the corridor, Romon opened it, and there were fifty golden coins inside.

"Oh, cute gold coins!" said Romon.

In this world, this era, there is no market for some self-esteem on the earth. A professional or even aristocrat who personally accepts rewards from superiors is not only not decent, but rather a kind of honor and benefit - glory and benefit are never separated, right? This is the concept of health.

Romon was very satisfied with this and despised the great and unreasonable glory on earth.

However, even so, he still put the gold coins in his space.

As soon as he got outside, the butler who had already been ordered came up: "Mr. Romon, do you want to go and see your room first?"

After accepting the title of agricultural consultant, Romon suddenly changed from a sir to an adult.

Romon thought about it and agreed. The butler immediately led the way. Under his guidance, Romon came to a small room upstairs.

The room is not big, but it is designed very uniquely.

The windows are six large floor-to-ceiling windows, all equipped with glass, enough to let the full sunlight shine into the room, but if you like darkness, you can use curtains to pull all of these up.

There is also a row of bookshelves in the room, with some novels and poems on this side, which give guests time to enjoy.

I didn't see the sofa, but I saw the rattan chair, which seemed to correspond to the coming summer.

There was a blanket on the bed and a table and chair opposite the bed. Although it was simple, it was very elegant. Although Romon knew that he could not live here often, he was still very satisfied.

At this time, the servant who followed the housekeeper had already stepped forward and lit the candle on the candlestick.

This candlestick is made of bronze, with twelve candles inserted on it. Of course, the servant only lit three, but it was enough to illuminate the desk.

Not far away, there is a fireplace, so naturally there is no need for it now.

"Mr. Romon, what else do you have to do?" asked the housekeeper.

"No need, bring me a file about the territory, especially the most recent one, and have a cup of coffee, and then it's OK." Romon said without hesitation: "Tomorrow morning, prepare my carriage, and I will go back again."

"As you wish!" the housekeeper responded and retreated.

In a short while, a stack of files was delivered to Romon's desk, but Romon did not pay attention to the butler's eyes.

In a world where knowledge is power and is monopolized, being able to access files and intelligence at the first time, instead of going to the territory stupidly like a headless fly, is itself wisdom and power.

This kind of action has been praised as erudite and calm, and is regarded as part of temperament. This matter will soon spread and add some weight and evaluation to Romon.

In the room, Romon didn't care about this, and he started reading.

Some secrets of the territory were exposed to his eyes.

Three towns and fifteen villages, plus twenty vassal villages, the Baron's territory is large and there are large wastelands that have not been reclaimed, but are nominally owned by the Baron.

Reading these, Romon thought, but to do this, he still needed to go back and invite Miss Avesie.

I believe that with her solid foundation, the cooperation of druids can quickly find out the problem and solve the problem.
Chapter completed!