Early in the morning, Roland was frozen and awakened, and he climbed out of his cold bed, put on a wool coat, and dipped his feet into a warm bucket.

This is a privilege that he can enjoy as His Royal Highness of the Prince – every morning, the maid puts the hot water on his bedside, in addition to a clean towel and hot milk, which can instantly warm his body.

Of course, compared with the general practice of the big nobles to warm the bed, he felt that he had converged enough.Originally, the four princes brought the maid chief Tyre to come here to fight the idea, but unfortunately they did not enjoy it.Roland did not like this practice, so the vacated position was handed over to the old and experienced maid, in fact, the choice is very correct, there are many witches in the castle, but she still has a good job inside and outside the castle.

The fire in the fireplace had already been extinguished, and only white flying ash remained.The back of the window blazed with cold wind, cold and bone-chilling, it is difficult to believe that it is still mid-autumn.Roland dried his feet, washed it with another basin of hot water, and went to the window to close the window for the night.

Although open fire fireplaces are common in this era, he is still worried about carbon monoxide poisoning and has to leave a gap when he sleeps every night.The indoor temperature can be kept warm in the middle of the night, and as the firewood is exhausted, it will be no different from the outdoors in the early morning.

I had to find a way to solve this problem, Roland thought, otherwise I would like to sleep in the future and I can't sleep.

After breakfast, he took the Nightingingers, the Chief Knight and a dry guard to make a routine tour of the city wall.

Between the new wall and the old wall, a large grass, has now become a white, walking on the thick snow, the soles of the shoes will make a creaking sound.

Looking up, the sky was pale gray, and occasionally a clump of snow floated into his neck, bringing a hint of cold.He knew that such weather was likely to last until the following spring...or even longer.

“How’s the line of defense?”

"Better than last time," said Carter Lannis, looking relaxed, "most of the soldiers of the First Army have been on the battlefield and have revolver rifles, and a section of a wall of about 100 meters requires only ten guards to suppress the evil beasts that live below."Moreover, the new wall is half a meter higher than the previous stone wall, and the wolf species is also difficult to jump directly on the city head, completely to the soldiers to practice targeting.As long as there is no mixed beast, these monsters do not want to cross the line of defense."

"That's fine."

Roland ascended the wall, and the soldiers held their heads high and saluted him.In this spirit alone, it has been judged by two people with the original militia fighters.At that time, although everyone stood on the wall and seemed to stab the wooden gun neatly, it was just a conditioned reflection formed by repeated training of an action.Their eyes are full of numbness, stiff movements, and if they look closely, they can also see that most of them are trembling slightly on their legs.

Now the soldiers showed a look of self-confidence in their eyes, and after the ceremony, they put their eyes back to the front and continued to monitor the battlefield.

Walking along the city wall to the side of the hidden forest, it seems to be lively here.

Temporary shelters for serfs and fugitives are located in this area, looking down from the wall, and the long slopes are arranged in parallel, like an uneven wavy line.The interior of each bulge has more than ten rooms, the same structure as the cave.The thick earth wall can maintain the indoor temperature, and with the heating artifact torch, the linen can be kept away from the cold.

The whole residence is divided into two large blocks, and this section near the city wall is called the West End, which is used to house the fugitives; the eastern part of the city is divided into serfs.

Every day the town hall sends people here to distribute food and charcoal, and the fugitives also need to provide logistics for the first army that guarded the walls; as for the serfs, most of them have enough of their own wheat, except for some people who are active to go out to find miscellaneous work and earn extra money for themselves, others rarely leave the warm houses.

At this time, there was a sudden fierce dispute at the junction of the east and west, and Roland followed the reputation and saw a group of people surrounding the central road of the living area, arguing loudly about what.One of them was wearing a blue-white uniform and appeared to be a clerk at the town hall.Soon the quarrel escalated into a brawl, and two groups of people were beaten together, and the scene was chaotic.

“Your Highness?”Carter asked.

“Let’s see,” Roland nodded.

A group of people came to the place of trouble, the chief knight took the lead, rushed straight into the crowd of the fight, and two or three times he knocked several of the most violent people to the ground.Roland's own guards also drew their swords and drank everyone's hands, and the scene was quickly controlled.

After discovering that the man was the lord, two waves of people fell to their knees together.

“What’s your name?”Roland looked at the clerk with two punches in his face and frowned, “What’s going on here, who’s going to attack you first?”

"Your Highness, I am Koya Havis," he cried, "it is the damned fugitive who first moves, the brown sackcloth!"I'm still distributing food, and he's pounced like a bad dog."

The fugitive, who was pointed at Koya, looked up and said, “Your Highness, things are not what he said.These people and the serfs complicit in extorting us, every piece of porridge has to be collected, and when you take us in, you clearly say that these are free to distribute!"

Roland was slightly surprised, the Eastland fugitives have been sorted out by the city hall, all the craftsmen, the body of the speciality or literate people, have moved to a ring, it is reasonable to say that the rest are ordinary civilians.But from the tone and words of his speech, it was not like a civilian could speak.

In contrast, the member of the town hall who hung the damned, vicious dog and other insulting words on his lips was really disappointing.Since there is a name, ten are the knights of the surrender of the Duke of Lane.

"I did say so--before you were officially incorporated into the border town, porridge and shelter were free," Roland repeated in the presence of all the fugitives, "and now that word is still valid!"

“Your Highness is merciful!”

“Long live the Lord!”

“Thank you, Your Highness!”

The fugitives cried out.

Coya Harvey’s face suddenly turned blue.

“But fighting and wounding in the territory also violates the law, especially against a member of the town hall,” Roland told the guard, “to arrest all the fugitives and serfs who beat them and take them to the castle, and I will personally try the fighting.”

He paused, then looked at Koya with great interest, "I would also like to ask you what is going on with the porridge for the charge."

(Unfinished).