Baron Andager owns two villages, namely Andager Village and Andager Village. Judging from the name, Andager Village is the core of the baron's territory. Hans, William, Kun, and Hess were born in the village of Andager. .
Although this world looked like the Middle Ages, it was completely different from the European Middle Ages he knew. It was not the same thing at all.
There are all kinds of extraordinary creatures such as evil dragons, elves, fairies, holy swords, magic, monsters, and giants. William does not dare to use his superficial knowledge of the European Middle Ages to apply mechanically to this world.
The bright sunshine shone warmly on people's bodies, and William began to recall the memories in his mind.
Although Baron Andager only has two villages, Andager Village, the village directly under the jurisdiction of the Baron, has seven or eight thousand villagers. This is an astonishing number. This reminds him of the large mixed middle school and high school he attended in his previous life. A large population was quite rare in the Middle Ages, an era of sparse population and underdeveloped productivity.
To evaluate whether a country or a region is prosperous, the first thing to look at is not the area. The first thing to look at is the population, then the economy, then the armaments, and finally the area.
Territory area does not mean power, and land does not mean wealth. Wealth can only be created when people live on the land.
The territory of the two villages of the baron has a population of tens of thousands, which is enough to be called a powerful party. The population of tens of thousands is not centralized management like the school in memory, so the Andage village in the baron territory is not small, with the baron castle as the center. The prototype of a small town has been formed.
In front of the gate of the town, the patrolling soldiers yawned boredly and looked at the nearby residents and merchants. If it weren't for the fact that there were outside businessmen who needed to stop in the village halfway, in this humane society where everyone knows each other, There is no need for an interrogation at all.
"William, you are William, William is back!"
The patrolling soldiers saw the young man who was looking around the village and looking very strange. He just wanted to come over and conduct a routine inspection, but when he was halfway away, he stared at the young man and said loudly.
The soldiers patrolling nearby heard the call and gathered around him, calling his name.
William was startled by this sudden move. He looked at the poorly dressed soldiers nearby. Many of them were like him. They looked to be teenagers of similar age. Although he couldn't name them for a while, he looked at the other's face. It just feels familiar.
William was surrounded by soldiers. Before he could speak, the soldiers started asking questions.
"William, I heard that you went to slay the dragon with Hans and the others. Did you see the evil dragon?"
"William, have you killed that evil dragon? Is it like Mr. Green said? There are so many of them, their wings are so big, and they can breathe fire."
"Where are Hans, Hess and Kuhn? Why are you the only one back? You must have deserted along the way!"
The soldiers asked enthusiastically. The soldiers were all young people in the village and were already very familiar with everything about this village. Hans took William and his group to serve as guides for the big shots of the Dragon Slayer Mercenary Group. Joining the dragon-slaying team, this is considered a big news in the village, and it can be used as a talking point for the young people in the village to discuss for a long time.
The soldiers' eyes were full of expectation and curiosity about the outside world. This kind of new things made it extremely interesting for teenagers who usually thought their lives were ordinary.
William didn't know how to answer. Facing the soldiers' curiosity and longing for the world outside the village, those innocent and simple words made him dare not tell the truth and shattered everyone's hopes.
"Why are you yelling, you little bastards, I'm going to kick your asses. King Andag pays you, not for you to play around here. Fulfill your profession and go back to your posts."
A loud sound suddenly sounded, like a thunderclap on the ground. When the soldiers who were originally in high spirits heard the sound, their expressions suddenly changed, just like mice seeing cats, they all stood silently and stood at attention.
A middle-aged man with brown curly hair slowly walked out. He was wearing leather armor and had a determined expression on his face. The stubble on his face reminded people of the hair of a lion.
"Hello, Chief Klein! Hello, Prince Brant!"
The soldiers said in unison, greeting the middle-aged Klein and the young man behind him.
"William, it's good that you come back. Your father, old William, also hopes that you can inherit his blacksmith shop. Then continue to serve the king."
Klein looked at William, who had survived the desperate situation, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He was not as privy to information as the militiamen, so he naturally knew what happened.
Just surprised, he put his hands behind his back, glanced sternly at his soldiers with a slightly dissatisfied look, and then looked at William. At this time, he was like a lion patrolling the territory.
After sizing up the middle-aged uncle Klein, William quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look at him. That inexplicable "strong man" look was very similar to the big man's gaze when watching TV shows in the past. eyes.
Chief Klein? The captain of the militia team is infinitely close to being a strong knight. As long as the baron is willing to use the manor as a fief and canonize him as a knight, he can have extraordinary power.
Of course, even if he doesn't have extraordinary strength, Klein is still a master who has the power to fight the knights.
King, prince!
William searched the memory in his mind and felt a little confused about these titles. If he heard correctly just now, Chief Klein mentioned king and prince, and the soldiers also called him "Prince".
William was curious, because the fearful and flinching eyes under Captain Klein's gaze were raised again, and he looked at the young man behind Captain Klein.
With blond hair, a handsome face, and a white military uniform, he looks like a handsome guy from cartoons he watched when he was a kid.
Very handsome, very handsome! The boy behind Klein just stood there, as if he was in the center. If it were a photo, then the other person would be in the C position.
William didn't think his body was ugly, but when he saw the young man in front of him, Brett, he suddenly felt that he might not be so beautiful.
"William, are you stupid? This is our king's son, Prince Brant."
The soldiers on the side quietly pulled William's clothes and carefully reminded him.
The king means Baron Andager?
Why is Brant, the son of the baron, the king?
"How can there be two kings of villages?"
William complained in his heart, and suddenly he suddenly realized, "It turns out this is really a fairy tale world!"
Isn't this what fairy tale world is like?
The lord of one or two villages can become the king. The prince can conquer the world with one person and one horse. The princess has to weave in the palace. When guests come to the house, the queen has to open the door in person. The queen needs to choose a concubine for the prince. Girls are better at weaving.
There are only a hundred people in the Vatican, and the head of the country is still the Pope. Why can't Baron Andager, who owns two villages and more than 10,000 villagers, be the king?
