ps: The second update today!

The next morning, Raymond and others followed Bono into the city. The serf would take Raymond and others in there. It was obviously not aimless. At least Raymond and his old mother, brother Thomas, helped him carry a basket of vegetables, including tomatoes, carrots, cauliflower and corn, as well as high-quality horse feed such as soybeans and black beans. Bono said that these vegetables are very easy to sell in the city. Now many free people are no longer satisfied with the fact that they have bread for all meals, and they want different kinds of vegetables.

Several people walked towards Gene Town, and the road was full of pedestrians and traffic.

"Oh my God, that's a dwarf?" Raymond carried vegetables on his back and noticed that several dwarfs were walking on the road wearing some funny thick clothes, carrying tools.

Raymond had never seen a dwarf. There was only a word of mouth among the serfs. It was said that dwarfs were a stingy and cruel creature. They would pour iron into human throats and force them to tell their secrets.

"Yes, it's our dwarf friend." Bono was no longer surprised, and the serf said loudly: "The greatness of Count Ryan is here. The dwarfs in the mountains are willing to be his friends, and the elves in the forest are willing to be his friends."

"Elf?! Oh my God, I only saw an elf on the way out to purchase when I was a child." The old mother murmured to herself. After a night of solid rest and a full meal, she recovered a little.

There were crowds of people on the roadside, and everyone was talking about what happened recently. The serfs were curious about what happened in the north, otherwise why did a large number of escaped slaves from the north recently come to the territory of Count Ryan?

The serfs were curious, but not panic. They seemed to believe that Count Ryan and his army would fall in front of the Count. This was not a faith that came inexplicably, but a trust and recognition from the heart of Count Ryan.

"Five years ago, the Holy Grail Knight, the lady's God-Champion Earl, came here. He promulgated new laws and proposed new slogans. To be honest, we don't quite understand what he said before." Bono carried a basket of vegetables and said to Raymond: "But there was a sentence that firmly grasped our hearts. Our Earl said that all the hard-working leaders in the corps can eat chicken once a week!"

"Ah!" Raymond opened his mouth wide, thinking that there was such a lord master?

"Five years have passed, and our dream is gradually coming true. Now my family still cannot eat meat once a week, but it is still OK to eat once a month. We are no longer hungry, and we have some food stored at home. We eat less black bread, more of porridge and fish, and better barley bread. Life is getting better and better. We sincerely thank the earl for everything we have brought to us." Bono said very seriously: "Whoever opposes our earl, I, Bono, will not agree!"

It is said that the south is good, the south is good, is the south really that good? Raymond just sighed. Along the way, he did not see any idle man drunk on the side of the road, nor any serf with a pale face. Everyone's face was full of confidence and vitality. Some serfs even put on new clothes and rosy faces.

That's a fine linen clothing. God knows how much this set of clothing costs?

The merchants drove the carriages. They didn't know what kind of cargo was inside, but they made a rumbling sound. Occasionally a patrol team passed by. They were energetic, in an orderly manner, and in a neat step.

There is also a team of pointed ears! These wood elves wore single clothes even in late winter, but only added a leather cloak outside. They were carrying a large number of goods and mixed with the human team. Raymond even noticed that some merchants took the initiative to say hello, and the proud elves responded positively.

Oh my God! Oh my God, it’s not said that elves are a group of cruel and ruthless higher creatures. As long as you hear the word elves, the Raymond family will be scared to sweat.

The pointed ears enjoyed privileges, and all humans avoided their ranks, and the wooden elves' carriage quickly disappeared in front.

"Oh my God, this is the first time I have seen elves. They don't seem to hate us very much..." Raymond whispered to Bono.

"These elves are called wood elves. They have a big temper and don't like to communicate with others. But I asked me to say that they are pretty good. Last time I got sick, the medicine used to treat them was traded by wood elves, which is very cheap. And the wood elves occasionally ask us to buy medicinal materials. If anyone has stock in his hands, he can take the opportunity to make a small profit. From this point of view, these sharp ears are not bad." Bono also replied in a low voice: "Of course, the Count has orders, so we should talk less in front of them. If it is treated as a provocation, it will be bad."

"It should be." Raymond said with lingering fear.

There are many signs on the side of the road, pointing to the direction of the servitude. The Count seems to be very humane to consider that most serfs are illiterate, so the signpost is a somewhat strange comic.

The comics depict a serf working hard and a serf working hard. Then the knights held bread and porridge in their hands and gave the food to the serfs, and then wrote two very simple words, "work" and "bread".

Even the serfs can understand such a simple comic, even the ignorant serfs can understand it, it is nothing more than work for food. When Raymond saw this, he was a little calmer. It was fair to work for food, and it was what they wanted.

The meaning of serfs' existence is to work for the lord in exchange for food and the power to survive. At the same time, the lord will also provide military protection for his subordinates. This rule has been in the world for thousands of years and will continue in the future. Earl of Ryan asked himself to exchange for food for work, which proves that he needed fugitive slaves.

If he needs a runaway slave, he will definitely not execute or exile poor people like himself.

The serfs never reject hard work, they fear hard work and starve to death.

After walking for several hours along the way, Raymond became a little numb.

In the distance, towering city walls and gates appeared in front of Raymond, standing on the earth like gods. The five or six meters high city wall blocked the travelers' sight. When they saw the city gate, the count's family emblem and the statue of the fairy in the lake also appeared in front of them.

Among the red and white shields is a golden Holy Grail pattern, followed by a sharp sword passing through a book, two ribbons surrounding the shield, and a family motto that serfs can't understand is written below.

The city gate was crowded with carriages and people who wanted to enter the city, serfs, free men, merchants, dwarves, wood elves, and many knights who came to seek guidance. Some of them were expedition knights, chasing their holy grails, and some were rangers, knights, who wanted to come to Ryan's command and listen to him and become his subordinates.

Wood elves and dwarves, nobles were obviously the most preferred people to enter the city.

But today, the situation is a little different. Whether it is serfs, free people, merchants, knights, nobles or elves, they all made way and gave priority to a female knight and her servants to the city.

This is a very beautiful female knight with long golden hair, cool figure, beautiful appearance, perfect figure riding a war horse, slowly entering Gene Town with everyone's respect. During the process of entering the city, cheers were endless, and everyone was shouting, "Hello, our countess" and "Hello, Mrs. Suliya!".

"Kneel down quickly!" Bono quickly signaled Raymond and others to kneel down, and everyone watched the female knight slowly enter the city.

"That's it?"

"That is our Countess! She is the daughter of Duke Winford, and the fiancee of the Count, the future Countess! Everyone is very good at Countess! Everyone loves her!" Bono quickly kowtowed and said in a voice full of admiration.

"Oh~oh!" Raymond had met the wife of the Knight Master. She was a woman who spoke in a strange tone and tricky voice. She liked to play tricks on serfs the most. The serfs in the village all hated her secretly.

It seems that the situation is different here, Raymond secretly thought in his mind.

After queuing for a while, the group entered the city. Part of the sky disappeared behind the towering city wall. At the sight were many vendors, small vendors and shop owners were hawking at the door, including vegetables, meat, and clothes. The variety of vendors made Raymond's family dizzy. There were neat double-storey houses on both sides of the street, and many of them were decorated beautifully.

The old mother was the most surprised. Among the family, she was the only one who entered the city when she was young.

There is no stinking as imagined. In the memory of my old mother, the city is always filled with stinky smell. Both sides of the road are covered with human feces, chicken and duck feces and countless garbage. The residents on the edge of the city have to accompany the garbage all day long: "It seems different here."

"You mean garbage? Times have changed." Bono obviously knows this very well: "The Earl and his courtiers taught us to use feces to irrigate our farmland. I told me that the effect is really good... It's a bit smelly, but it's still acceptable in general. Since the first bold guy's family's fields increased, feces are now popular things. Everyone is rushing to ask for human feces, pig feces, and horse feces, all treasures, and our civilians."

"Now there are toilets everywhere in the city, which is convenient for people to come, and then the feces will be transported out of the city. Everyone wants to produce more things in their own fields and give them enough money to the count, and the rest is their own!"

"Hey, we're going to part here!" Bono pointed to the place where a large crowd was shattering in front of him: "There's the steward."

"Okay!" Raymond put down the basket of vegetables and tried hard to pull his family into a large crowd of people.

There are too many people, maybe more than a hundred people, almost all of whom are fugitive slaves from the north. The crowds are crowded together and exuding a strong body odor between them, like a piece of rotten stinky meat.

But these were still within the tolerance of Raymond and others, and they squeezed hard into the front of the crowd.

There were more than a dozen fully armed soldiers in the stewards. In addition, a man who seemed to be a sergeant stood on the high platform. His domineering and arrogant look reminded Raymond of many knights.

Behind the table are many businessmen, shop owners, and even dwarves, who are all here to recruit workers.

"External people! I'm Deni! I have good news and bad news here. Which one do you want to hear?"

"Bad news!" a runaway slave shouted. He looked very young, with a squat and no beard.

"The bad news is that many northern escaped slaves have recently flown into towns and many positions have recruited many people. Many of you who want to be apprentices for dwarves and work in textile workshops should hurry up!"

"Then...what is the good news?" A runaway slave shouted.

"The good news is that we have countless jobs and farmland to be reclaimed. You can only do it, and there are no jobs we don't have!!!" The sergeant took out a lot of paper from his pocket: "So, tell me, brothers, who wants to have enough food?! Who wants to trade for their own lunch and dinner, and a glass of barley wine after get off work?!"

"I! I!!" The crowd was like crazy and crowded towards the front.

"Who wants to work hard to give the Count? In exchange for the power to settle here?"

"I! I! I!!!!" The hundreds of escaped slaves in the servitude were red in their eyes and shouted loudly. They stretched out their hands and reached out to the sergeant.
Chapter completed!