Start as Inherited Baroness

Several days passed in a flash.

The training of the serf soldiers is still continuing. Anyway, it is not the busy farming season, and the crops in the fields are taken care of by more than a thousand serfs.

Under the command of Charles, a master farmer, they dug many canals to make irrigating farmland easier and more convenient.

In addition, serfs were also arranged to continuously cultivate new fields and plant crops that could mature in a short period of time.

Even if you don't plant anything now, it will save a lot of effort when you plant again next year. There is no need to open up wasteland, just plow it up and it will be ready for use.

On this day, Simon, who was studying the Book of Illusions in the Lord's Hall, suddenly heard a crisp sound in his ears.

His expression immediately lit up, and he finally upgraded again!

Simon's personal level was promoted so slowly that he sometimes forgot about it and hadn't taken the initiative to check it for many days.

He pulled up the panel and saw that his personal level had reached level six and he had received an enhancement point.

The experience required to upgrade again was much more, and he didn't care. Anyway, he was gaining experience all the time.

It’s just that the daily activities have increased too little, which is a waste of time.

However, Simon's current territory is new and cannot withstand too much trouble, so it is at a stage where it cannot be used as a hidden dragon.

He browsed the panel for a while, added this strengthening point to his fighting spirit, and then turned it off.

Now that his fighting spirit skills have reached level five, coupled with his iron bones and a little bit of his own foundation, his physical fitness has become comparable to that of a bronze warrior.

However, in terms of the knight profession alone, it is only at the level of a high-level knight, and there is still a long way to go before the bronze knight.

Generally speaking, the knight's combat power does not increase as fast as the warrior profession.

Generally, those who choose the warrior profession, if they have good talents and relatively abundant resources, can reach the top and become a golden warrior by practicing since childhood, in their twenties and thirties.

A person in his mid-twenties with good qualifications can make it, and a person in his thirties who is slightly less qualified can usually do it.

If you can't reach it before the age of forty, and if you don't have great opportunities in this life, you generally won't have a chance.

Of course, there are always geniuses in the world who do not follow common sense, so they cannot be used as a benchmark for normal situations.

The knight's professional combat power is formed slowly, and there is still a long way to go before the Bronze Knight.

It is generally only possible after the age of fifty, again, except for geniuses.

There is a thousand kilograms of strength difference between a high-level knight and a bronze knight, so for the same high-level knights, sometimes there is a huge difference.

In addition, there is also the factor of weapon proficiency, which affects the level of combat power, so generally you can only know who is more powerful by fighting.

Simon stretched his body and went to exercise. He had already started practicing the warrior exercise method.

I plan to mainly use the panel to improve my fighting spirit. In reality, I will spend a little time practicing the Knight Breathing Technique as a supplement.

As for the Iron Bone level, be prepared to put in some effort and practice the warrior body-building method to increase it.

After so many days of perseverance, it has yielded some results. It has been upgraded to a level, and Iron Bone has become a level three skill.

In terms of weapon proficiency, with the support of Coach Sarit's skills, it has grown very rapidly.

Nowadays, the long-pole weapon war spear has reached the level of seventy-one, and the average expert is no longer his opponent.

Just when Simon was about to continue studying the light spell in the Book of Illusions, Sarit's voice came from outside the door.

"My Lord Baron, my subordinate has something to report."

"Come in." Simon heard this, put away the Book of Illusions, and called.

Sarit immediately opened the door and entered. After bowing respectfully, he said, "Lord Baron, a group of people are here to visit.

Claiming to be the tax collector assigned to the Valorous Territory by the Kingdom and the missionary priest of the Eagle Cathedral. "

"Huh? Are they here? How many people are there?" Simon's expression changed and he asked.

“There were only sixty or seventy people, seven or eight horses, and a few carriages.

More than ten of them are tax soldiers protecting tax officials, and the others should be escort mercenaries. ” Sarit responded.

"How are the equipment of the tax soldiers?"

Simon asked, if every barony and kingdom were configured in this way, the number of tax soldiers alone would not be a small number.

"Only a few people wear chain mail, and the others are spearmen with leather armor and shields."

"Oh." Simon responded. This equipment is not very good, it should not be elite.

"Please come in and let me see you." He said immediately.

"Yes! Please wait a moment, sir." Sarit bowed and exited the hall.

After a while, Mailan reported: "Lord Baron, the tax collector and the missionary priest have arrived."

"See the tax collector first."

Simon said calmly. At this time, he found the lord's noble crown and put it on his head. The heavy scale armor was always worn on his body.

It is customary to put on armor after eating in the morning.

"Greetings, Lord Baron!"

The tax collector was brought into the lord's hall. This man was not very old, probably just twenty years old. He was wearing a suit of iron light armor lined with a single layer of chain mail.

He has a firm face and looks more like a warrior than a civil servant.

"Well, what's your name? Do you have any orders from the kingdom?" Simon nodded and smiled kindly.

"Lord Baron, my name is Parkley Mannan, and I am the fourth son of Baron Huangguo Town.

An order has indeed arrived from the kingdom, and His Highness Feddy Bavarik is about to arrive at Changxiangling.

All nobles under the command of the King of West Side must go to the throne within three months.

Moreover, a group of free people also followed His Highness's team, and they would need to be distributed among the lords. "

Parkley said respectfully, looking at Simon and the decoration in the hall from the corner of his eye.

"How many of the lords in the thirty baronies under the direct jurisdiction of the king's territory are in place?" Simon asked.

"This... is not clear." Parkley was slightly startled and shook his head. He had just arrived, how could he know so much.

"Well, I remember that the king exempted us from the tax burden, right?" Simon asked again.

"Yes, it will be tax-free for three years, and in the next ten years, only 10% will be paid." Parkley nodded immediately.

"Okay, it seems that you will have more leisure time in the past few years, and I will arrange a good place for you." Simon said with a slight smile.

"Thank you, Lord Baron."

"Mailan, build him a house in the outer city and temporarily use it as a residence for the kingdom's tax collector. Don't be hasty with the snacks.

By the way, I will entertain you and the missionary pastor here tonight. Simon said with a faint smile.

"Thank you, Lord Baron, for your hospitality!"

Parkley immediately stood up and saluted, saying respectfully.

"Yes, sir.

Mr. Tax Collector, please follow me. "Mylan responded first, and then smiled at Parkley.

They walked out of the Lord's Hall one after another.

As soon as the front foot left, the back-foot missionary pastor was invited in.

This is an old man with gray beard and hair. He doesn't look too young, but his legs and feet are more agile and his eyes are brighter.

"Lord Baron, I am a descendant of the Holy God, Elfman. May we all be bathed in the Holy Light..."

This person sounds like an old god as soon as he opens his mouth.

Simon doesn't know if there are gods in this world. If there are, these clergy can't be regarded as big liars.