"So you're saying from this point onwards your baron will no longer be purchasing grain from his lordship count Edward?! That is the most foolish thing I've heard all week, no cross that this entire year!
(Bailiff snarls)
"You're boy baron is aware that the only reason he hasn't been attacked by baron von Albert is because of his lordship count Edward correct?! "
"Ah yes my lor- i mean Bailiff sir.. I'm well aware we owe a lot to count Edward! I'm simply a messenger I have no idea what that fool of a boy is thinking!"
"Ah yes yes even if quite pricey it is a lord's duty to provide for his subjects the boy's greed knows no bounds leaving his loyal people to succumb to hunger all just to save a few coins. Truly heartbreaking."
"I agree a lord should provide for his people especially after last year's failed harvests. Ever since his father became baron it's as if the gods had abandoned us. Perhaps the gods have abandoned the Hoffman family?! Maybe that's why the baron suddenly died of illness?" Maybe this caused the famine?!
(Bailiff smirks)
"Well I'm not one to get into others affairs, if your lord no longer wants to conduct fair trade I have no choice but to accept. A word of advice: take care of your family there may be war on the horizon."
"Ah oh my I see .. Thank you for the warning I'll make sure to let others know! I wish we could part ways on better terms bailiff. Farewell and may the gods' blessings guide you."
"May the gods guide you as well, farewell."
Liam's messenger had concluded his dealings with count Edward's bailiff. Heading back with not only carts full of grains but news of a soon to come war, one declared on the "tyrant" boy baron.
(Bell rings)
(Door opens)
"Yes bailiff?
"Write me a letter addressed to baron von Alfred, I'm sure he'd be quite delighted to have Count Edward's blessings. It will surely help him solidify his position as baron of Ubeytere once he claims it. Tell him in exchange for half of baron Liam's treasury I'll be willing to grant him a letter of support with the counts seal on it. That will be all you may leave now."
" You shouldn't have messed with me boy, you'll be dead before you realize your mistake of messing with me."
(Owl chirping)
"CHEERS!"
(Festival continues)
(Villagers dancing and singing)
As the festival for the first knight of Ubeytere continued with a lively atmosphere the same could not be said for within baron Liam's castle.
"I just couldn't believe it.. it just didn't seem real… they don't train you for this type of thing .. when I woke up … I was … I'd rather not say.."
"SAY IT!" (Multiple people)
"I.. I.. I was with the miller's daughter! I didn't even have time to think everything happened so fast I don't know I think I'm in love!"
"AYEEE" that's one of the best transmigrations starts after Liam transmigrating into a baron! Well at least no one had it worse than the captain!"
(The grand hall filled with laughter)
"So we are all in agreement to make this our first stronghold? All in agreement raise their hand."
(The room erupts with hands)
"If anyone objects let it be known!"
"Good, our first step should be to recon our land and look for valuable resources. Look for any key points that could come in handy if war arises. Get familiar with hunting with pure bow and dagger, oh be sure to return the bounty so you earn renown from the citizens, I could grant you knighthood but I can't grant you the people's respect." Captain you've smith your own sword before have you not? "
"I have, but I can't make anything stronger than what we currently have."
"Not exactly Oswin. Dyral tell them."
"Well according to this map there's a beach nearby."
"Is now a time to think of going to the beach?!"
"No you misunderstand. Sand! It's fully loaded of iron sand so we can create steel! Like the Japanese did, we can create our own katanas. With steel we'd not only have swords but eventually firearms with the discovery of saltpeter and sulfur!" weapon manufacturer Dyral
"What?! Is that possible?!"
"Does that mean Lopez and I are going to be able to fire a gun off before we die?!"
"Quite possibly only one problem…"
"What?!"
"The beach lies within the land of baron von Albert, the guy I'm currently in dispute with."
"Oh he's done for! I'll take him out myself! No one gets in the way between me and my flintlock !" Garcia
"Calm yourselves in due time we will acquire the steel in the meanwhile we make due with what we have. As of today I'll order a decree for the recruitment of new guards. Laurent I expect you to train the guards as you've trained our men, and captain Oswin your skills will be invaluable to the guards."
"If there aren't any more questions then this meeting is concluded making sure to draw a bath, eat and rest here as if it were the barracks. Oh and I'll make sure to get new clothing tailored for us these tunics look quite ridiculous
"Agree!" (In unison)
The night passed with the celebration lasting past midnight as most villagers were too drunk to return home; most fell asleep sprawled across the streets only to wake up to loud banters and cheers.
"WOAH! Did you see that?! His movements were incredible. I'd say he'd win against the previous champ!"
"What?! You're crazy he wouldn't stand a chance against Lopez!"
"No, you're crazy! Russel is the fastest swordsman in this tow-"
"Hey uh what's going on here??"
"Huh?!" (Both men in unison)
"Oh you must have just woken up, we are deciding on who is the best knight of Ubeytere!"
"Isn't that Knight Oswin?"
"No, Oswin is the grand knight, we're talking about one of the eight new knights."
"Eight new knights?!"
"Buddy relax, the matches are still ongoing.."
(Man stares blankly)