A grand celebration is taking place in the lord's hall in the border town. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to the witches, the high-ranking officials of the town hall and the First Army were also in attendance, including Barov Mons and Carter Lannis, who were originally nobles, as well as Iron Axe and Kemo Stoil, who were born as commoners. The latter, in particular, took a great deal of tongue to pull him out of the lab for what he called a "meaningless" feast.

In order to make the people feel the same as him, in addition to public speeches, he ordered the kitchen to bake a large amount of white bread from the refined starch left over from the manufacture of explosives, and distribute it to the people of the town, who could receive a limited amount of delicious food at the town hall with an identity card. While the First Army was still on their way home, most of the town knew of the victory.

Of course, they may not understand the purpose and significance of this expedition, but as long as there is free bread, it is a day to celebrate.

This is also the first time that Roland has held an "elegant" banquet modeled on the royal capital model.

There are no barbecues and large cuts of stew, and everything is cut into small slices and served on crisp white plates. The basin placed on the side contains a variety of condiments, which can be dipped according to your taste, similar to the cafeteria of later generations.

"Welcome back," he said as he walked towards Anna with two glasses of fruit wine, "it's been a hard journey." ”

"You've already said that, at the docks," Anna took her glass, "and my answer is the same, it's not hard. ”

The glasses touched slightly, and the girl's eyes were filled with a sweet smile, and Roland resisted the urge to hug her on the spot, and then raised his glass to the other witches in celebration.

"What about me, what about me?" exclaimed Lightning.

"You have a share, too," Roland called the waiter who brought the wine and took a glass of cider, "for a hard time." ”

"I'm going to drink white!" said the little girl, looking up.

"Uh......" He thought about it, and finally agreed to the other party's request, this little ghost is always very curious, if she keeps refusing, maybe she will follow the example of the nightingale, sneak into the kitchen and steal the wine, "Okay, but only one drink." ”

"Hmm!"

Just as Roland handed her a glass of low-simmering liquor with ice cubes and grape juice, she suddenly leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

"Ahem...... Is this fjord etiquette again?"

"That's right," Lightning nodded vigorously, "My dad said that!"

It was not the first time they had seen them, and the witches did not think it was too strange, but Sylvie and the others widened their eyes, and then looked at Roland with accusatory eyes, and the latter looked away rather embarrassed - does the fjord really have such a ritual of kissing the leader at the celebration?

The next step is to make a toast to your own men.

When it was the turn of the chief alchemist, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, I have read the Medium Chemistry you gave me twice, but there are still many unclear points. ”

"It's about the microscopic composition of matter, and there's a lot of physics involved in that part, and you'll have to read it in conjunction with another book. Roland pointed, "I suggest you read all of Elementary Physics before reading the chemistry fragments from the beginning, so that many doubts can be answered." ”

"I plan to do the same, but......" he hesitated, "Your Highness, why do the covers of each ancient book have different colors, and do they have any special meaning?"

"Well...... Roland pondered for a moment, "the color represents its layers and how easy it is to obtain." ”

"Is that so?" said Kemo thoughtfully, "from green to purple, so that the darker the color, the more mysterious the knowledge it records, then the Higher Chemistry must be black?"

"No, it's orange. ”

"Huh?" Kemo froze, "Why?"

Roland smiled, "Who knows." ”

......

Halfway through the feast, he walked out of the hall and onto the castle terrace. Under the gentle blowing of the evening breeze, Roland couldn't help but feel a little cool. Halfway through autumn, he realized that it wouldn't be long before the long winter brought by the Demon Moon would cover the entire West.

However, this year has become completely different from the previous year, and the trade with the Margaret Chamber of Commerce has brought a lot of liquidity, and in addition to exchanging food and supplies, a considerable part of these golden dragons are distributed to the people in the form of salaries. According to the statistics of the convenience market, the sales of various goods have increased a lot recently, and the sales of some goods that can significantly improve the quality of life, such as meat steaks and eggs, have increased very rapidly.

There is no doubt that this is a manifestation of the gradual improvement in the living standards of the people. In particular, when the indigenous people have new free housing and their salaries have increased a lot compared to the past, they have begun to try to buy food that can usually only be enjoyed during festivals. The newly introduced population is still in the stage of saving money to buy a house, and when they can settle down, the market will inevitably usher in a new sales peak.

What do the people really need? Sometimes all they need is to eat and drink well, and they will be grateful to the lord and follow him to the death.

In this era, most civilians are easily satisfied.

"Your Highness, beware of catching a cold. The nightingale appeared from behind, holding a thin leather coat in her hand. She tossed her clothes to Roland, pulled out a slice of dried fish, and stood side by side beside him, "What are you thinking about here?"

"Nothing," he smiled, putting his coat on, "just suddenly wanting to see my territory." ”

"The town seems to be quite lively," the nightingale pointed in the direction of the brightly lit square, "and it's night, and so many people haven't come home." ”

"Because today is the day of the first performance of the new play 'Dawn,'" Roland curled his lips, "and because it is also the first performance of the troupe back to town in months, the people probably can't wait to see Miss May and Miss Irene again." ”

But then again, Miss May will soon become Miss May Lannis, and he really didn't expect that his chief knight would act so quickly and take the Star of the West. When the other party mentioned it to him with a sincere face, he was stunned for a while before he reacted. The wedding of the chief knight needs to be approved by the lord of allegiance, and Roland naturally has no objection to such a happy thing. The last wedding date for the two was set for the end of the Demon Month, the day the border town was officially established.

"When I first dived into the town, it was a dead place," the nightingale lamented, "and now even standing in the castle, I can feel their joy." ”

"The days are always getting better day by day," Roland looked up, looked up at the cloudless night sky, and took a deep breath. There is still a lot to be done, such as expanding the scope of education, setting up public medical care, strengthening cultural construction, encouraging childbirth, and so on...... These will be transformed into a solid force in the West, laying the foundation for the unification of the Grey Keep.

"What about us?" asked the nightingale with a tilt of her head, her eyes sly.

"Of course it is," Roland patted her on the head, "I promise." (To be continued.) )