A grand celebration feast is being held in the lord hall of Border Town.
In addition to the witches, the city hall and the top officials of the First Army were also present, including Barov Mons and Carter Lannis, who were originally nobles, as well as Iron Axe and Kemer Strell, who were from commoners. Especially the latter, Roland spent a lot of words to pull him out of the laboratory to participate in this banquet that he said was "meaningless".
In order to make the local people feel the same way, in addition to public speeches, he also ordered the kitchen to bake a large amount of white bread with the refined starch left over from making dynamite, and distribute it to the people of the town. Get a limited edition delicacy at City Hall. When the First Army was still on its way home, most people in the town already knew the victory of the battle.
Of course, they may not understand the purpose and meaning of the expedition, but as long as there is free bread, it is a day worth celebrating for them.
This is also the first "elegant" banquet held by Roland imitating the model of the royal capital.
There are no barbecues and chunks of stew, everything is cut into small pieces and served on crisp white dinner plates. The pots placed on the side are filled with various condiments, which can be dipped according to their own tastes, similar to the cafeterias of later generations.
"Welcome back," he walked towards Anna with two glasses of fruit wine. "It's been hard work along the way."
"You've already said that, while at the pier," Anna took the glass, "and my answer is still the same, it's not hard."
The glasses touched each other slightly, and the girl's eyes were filled with a sweet smile. Roland resisted the urge to hug her on the spot, and then raised a glass to the other witches to celebrate.
"What about me?" Lightning yelled.
"You also have a share," Roland called the waiter who brought the wine and took down a glass of apple cider. "It's hard work."
"I want to drink white!" The little girl raised her head and said.
"Uh..." He thought about it, and finally agreed to the other party's request. This kid is always very curious. If she keeps rejecting it, maybe she will follow Nightingale and sneak into the kitchen to steal wine and drink." All right, but only for one drink."
"Um!"
Just when Roland handed her a glass of low-alcohol liquor with ice cubes and grape juice, she suddenly came up and kissed him on the cheek.
"Cough cough... Is this the etiquette of the fjord again?"
"That's right," Lightning nodded vigorously, "my dad said it!"
Since it wasn't the first time they saw it, the witches didn't think it was too strange, but Sylvie and the others widened their eyes, then looked at Roland with accusing eyes, and the latter looked away from the fjord in embarrassment. Is there really such a ritual of kissing the leader at a celebration
The next step is to toast to his subordinates.
When it was the chief alchemist's turn, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "His Royal Highness, I have read the "Moderate Chemistry" you gave me twice, but there are still many unknowns."
"It's about the microscopic composition of matter. This part involves a lot of physical knowledge. You have to read it in another book." Roland pointed, "I suggest you read all "Elementary Physics" first, and then read chemistry. Read from the beginning, so many doubts can be answered.”
"That's what I planned, but..." He hesitated, "Your Highness, why are the colors of the covers of each ancient book different? Do they have any special meaning?"
"Well..." Roland pondered for a moment, "The color represents its level and difficulty of obtaining it."
"Is that so?" Kaimo thought thoughtfully. "From green to purple, it seems that the darker the color, the more mysterious the knowledge it records. So "Advanced Chemistry" must be black?"
"No, it's orange."
"Ah?" Kaimo was stunned, "Why?"
Roland smiled, "Who knows."
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Halfway through the banquet, he walked out of the hall and came to the castle terrace. Roland couldn't help feeling a little cool under the gentle breeze of the evening breeze. Halfway through the autumn, he realized that it would not be long before the long winter brought about by the Demon Moon would cover the entire Western Territory.
However, this year and the previous year have become very different. The trade with the Margery Chamber of Commerce has brought a lot of liquidity. In addition to the exchange of food and materials, a considerable part of these golden dragons are distributed to the residents in the form of salary. . According to the statistics of the convenience market, the sales of various commodities have increased a lot recently, and the sales of some goods that can significantly improve the quality of life, such as steaks and eggs, have grown rapidly.
There is no doubt that this is a manifestation of the gradual improvement of the living standards of the residents. In particular, after the aborigines have new free housing and their wages have increased a lot, they have begun to try to buy food that can only be enjoyed during festivals. The newly introduced population is still in the stage of saving money to buy a house. When they can live stably, the market will inevitably usher in a new sales peak.
What do the people really need? Sometimes they just need to eat and drink well, and they will be grateful to the lord and follow him to the death.
In this era, most commoners are easily satisfied.
"Your Highness, be careful of catching a cold." Nightingale appeared from behind, holding a thin leather jacket in her hands. She threw the clothes to Roland, took out a piece of dried fish, and stood beside him, "What are you thinking about here?"
"It's nothing," he smiled and put on his coat, "just suddenly wanted to see my territory."
"The town seems to be quite lively," Nightingale pointed in the direction of the brightly lit square. "It's already night, and so many people haven't returned home."
"Because today is the first day of the new drama "Dawn"," Roland raised his lips, "and it is also the first performance for the troupe to return to the town after a few months, and the people probably can't wait to see May again. Miss and Miss Erin."
But having said that, Miss May will soon become Ms. May Lannes. He really didn't expect that his chief knight would attack so quickly and take the Western Star into his hands. When the other party mentioned it to him sincerely, he was stunned for a while before he could react. The wedding of the chief knight needs the approval of the loyal lord, and Roland naturally has no objection to such a favorite thing. The last two people's wedding date is set to be after the end of the month of demons, which is the day when Border Town is officially established.
"When I first sneaked into the town, it was still a dead place," Nightingale sighed. "Now even standing in the castle, I can feel their joy."
"The days are always getting better day by day," Roland raised his head, looked at the cloudless night sky, and took a deep breath. There is still a lot to do, such as expanding the scope of education, setting up public medical care, strengthening cultural construction, encouraging fertility, etc. These will be transformed into a solid force in the Western Region and lay the foundation for the unification of Greycastle.
"What about us?" Nightingale asked with a sly look in her eyes.
"Of course it's the same," Roland patted her head, "I promise." (., Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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