Chapter 139 Lord (Part 1)

The person who came was Fafell. He urged the horse to come to the front of Romon and Avesy and shouted excitedly: "Romon, go back quickly, something big happened at home!"

"What happened?" Romon looked at him in confusion. "What's the matter?"

"Oh, you'll know when you go back!" Fafeer chuckled, then turned to Miss Avesie: "Miss Avesie, the territory is very lively now, you can go back with us and have fun."

"Yeah, okay." Miss Avesy responded faintly and looked at Romon: "Romum, let's go back first. Let's look at the mining area later. Don't forget this. I always think that the mining area is strange."

Romon nodded and urged the horse: "Okay, then let's go back first."

The three of them rode their horses and rushed back to the Forest House without long before they could get back to their homes.

Now this place has become a paradise of joy. Romon's good friends Nick, Sukar, Fudi and others are all gathered together, muttering something, with a happy smile on their faces.

"Romon, you're back!" Nick looked up and saw the three people riding back. When Romon turned over and got off the horse and walked in front of him, Romon's good friend actually gave Romon a hug excitedly. "Do you know? Baron Rocus sent someone over just now!"

"Baron Rocas?" Romon seemed to understand something. He looked at the excited smiling faces in front of him and asked tentatively: "Did the person who came bring any news?"

"Of course!" Fafeer had handed over the horse to the person next to him and walked over with Miss Avesy. He replied on behalf of Nick: "The person who came here brought a document, you will understand after reading it. This is a great good thing!"

"Classification?" Romon looked at Nick.

Nick nodded: "There is a document. The man will leave after he handed it to me. We have already read it first. Haha, let it be for you. You will understand it after reading it. As Fafell said, this is a great thing!" As he said that, he took out a parchment from his arms and handed it to Romon with a smile.

When Romon took it, his heart was beating violently. The joy that he had never easily revealed was unconcealed on his face.

"I'm going to be a title for me at the square meeting in three days?"

If Romon is only a squire now, then after he was granted a title, even if his title is low, it will be an official recognized status. Unlike private authorization, it is more formal and more official.

Wherever you show your title, you will be respected by people, and unlike squire, you can only enjoy certain privileges locally.

If you want to obtain the official title, you must have a sufficiently complete territory. The size of the territory means how high the title he is qualified to obtain.

Judging from the size of the territory connected by Romon's three pieces of land at this time, he should have obtained the title of Lord.

This document was made by Baron Rocas, who invited Romon to attend the square meeting in Ricca in three days later, and stated that at the meeting, there would be a special envoy of the Viscount to be a title for him and to make some preparations in advance.

Although Nick and Fafell had read this document, they still came to Romon and looked at it. Nick smiled and said, "Romum, should we call you Lord Lord in the future?"

Fafel glanced at Nick: "You are really, no matter what Romon becomes, we just need to call him Romon..."

However, when facing Romon, he also smiled: "But, Lord Lord, will our salary increase also? I am more concerned about this issue."

"Tsk, what you said is not as good as me..." Nick raised his eyebrows disdainfully and slammed.

Faferha said, "Ha! It seems that your kid's skin is itchy again! Come on, I'll give you a supplement."

"I think I'm afraid of you? You can only use brute force and in terms of wisdom, you can't compare to me... Wow! Come with me!" Nick was just talking, but Fafell patted his head condescendingly, and immediately rushed over.

Then, the two guys started to make a fuss again. Romon shook his head, feeling helpless about the two guys getting together. These two guys usually look serious when facing outsiders, and only when there are no outsiders around him in private will they show a playful heart that is about the same age as they are.

"These two guys." Romon sighed.

"Congratulations to the Lord of the Territory."

"Congratulations to Lomon."

Fudi and Sukal also came over and congratulated Romon.

Romon hurriedly responded to them.

"Congratulations, Romon." Avesy kept watching silently until Fudi and others left, and then came over: "Three days later, it will be the square meeting. At the meeting, are there any clothes you want to wear and some noble etiquette you want to learn now?"

"There is no need to be customized for clothes, but where should I learn about etiquette?" Romon had a headache.

Avesy reminded: "There should be people who teach etiquette in nearby towns. You can go and find it. Although this kind of thing is not a big deal, it is not good if it really makes a mistake at the meeting."

"I think I already know who to look for." A woman suddenly flashed through Romon's mind and smiled.

Three days early in the morning, although July is already summer, it is protected by trees in the thorny forest and it is cool.

Not far from the Forest House, the wind swept across the water and stirred up ripples and waves reflected.

Romon was walking in the fields with Mrs. Perry. She was about thirty years old, tall and beautiful, and was a believer of Inis, the goddess of love and beauty.

At this time, from the lakeside, there were forests in the distance, and large neat olive trees, about two feet, were densely packed with soldiers.

This is a quiet and rich territory.

Standing on a river bank, Mrs. Perry gently spread the bread crumbs in her hand on the lake. The fish were scrambling for joy, spitting out skewers of water, causing waves, but her heart was evasive.

It has been three days since she arrived here, and she already knows the basic situation of this territory.

To be honest, she was surprised.

In just one year, a standard village was established here.

Mrs. Perry was well-informed, but she had never seen any countryside territory with such rigorous norms.

She knew the value of brick walls, olive forests, vineyards, farmland areas, wineries, hotels, alchemy halls, underground greenhouses, sewers, and these things were worth. This was a wealthy territory.

Moreover, the village on the hillside is said to be renovating according to this model, and the roads and wooden houses are being re-planned first.

If everything is built, this territory is really no less than the Lord's territory on the plains.

Not to mention, Romon, who created all this, is less than eighteen years old and is already a fourth-level druid. His future is unlimited. If he had not died young, he would have been a star rising slowly among the noble class of this county.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Perry couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile.

"Madam Perry, is this the basic etiquette?" Romon asked.

"It is enough to deal with this canonization ceremony alone. The viscount will not come. The canonization was presided over by the local lord Baron Rocas. The viscount envoy was only witnessed. Of course, there is also the priest of Saddat, the god of law and order. These things are always indispensable to the participation of its church." Madame Perry said with a ladies' fan, and his eyes fluttered: "But after you become a lord, you will be officially a member of the nobles. In addition to enjoying many privileges, you must also have a lot of social engagements, and there are still many things to learn!"

Romon couldn't help but feel a little frowning. The three days of training have already made him suffer.

Seeing Romon's expression, a hint of pride appeared in Madam Perry's heart. She said, "You have learned very quickly in the past three days. I think you will learn very quickly in the future. Moreover, in this regard, men are always easier than ladies... The etiquette of ladies is ten times that of yours!"

Romon couldn't help laughing dryly. At this time, he came over from afar, bowed and said, "Mr. Romon, Madam Perry, the dress has been completely made."

Romon pondered for a moment and said, "Madame Perry, are you attending the canonization ceremony with me, or are you a guest on my territory?"

"I won't go to such an occasion." Mrs. Perry said. For some reason, Romon felt a sense of depression in her heart: "I believe you will be back soon. The enthronement ceremony is actually boring!"

After hearing this, Romon smiled and hurriedly followed it inside. For a moment, Romon was wearing a new dress, which was similar to a knight outfit, but it was different. He looked energetic, raised his hand, and headed straight for Ricca Town, behind him, followed Nick and Fafell.

Half an hour later, Romon's horse stopped in front of the square, and it was already full of people.

When they arrived, they all gave them a gaze. Of course, the main thing they were looking at was Romon, a young man with legendary experience in the town.

A genius druid who starts from the bottom and is about to be awarded a title.

"Sir Romon, please come here." He approached the center of the square and a baron's house who had been waiting there came over and said to Romon.

Romon nodded and followed him to the VIP seat in the square. He took advantage of his glory and Nick and Fafell were also arranged under the VIP seat. At this time, the people sitting here were all famous figures in the town.

"Now, the square meeting has officially begun." Not long after, an official who specialized in presiding the meeting walked onto the stage and reported to everyone about the various situations in the past month.

However, although everyone listened, most of them did not put their attention on it, but looked at Romon sitting in the VIP seat.

The news that he was about to be crowned today has grown wings and flew all over the town, and even there are signs of continuing to fly out. People are more interested in him, so the public information report of the official on the stage seems a bit boring.
Chapter completed!