Perot stepped out of the cabin without smelling the expected smell of wood corruption, the trestle at the side of the ship was obviously newly renovated, the old dock was more than doubled, and the squeaking sound was no longer creaking on it, but the sound of reassuring grocation - obviously the connection between the boards was very strong, and the materials were quite thick.

Immediately after walking down the dock, several guards in uniform came.The head of the first person looked at the coat of arms hanging on the mast of the lion heart, "Excuse me, is you... Hermon, the honeysuckle family?"

"Yes," said Perot, who made it very useful to him, "I am Péror Hermon, who came here at the invitation of His Highness."

"The Iron Axe has already told us, please follow me," the guard made a gesture.

“Walking?”He is a little bit.

"Yes, the horses are removed," said the other, laughing, "and rest assured that the road in the town is very good."

Perot soon understood what “good walk” meant in the guard’s mouth.

The black streets are flat and spacious, the snow above is swept away, and even the water is not seen much - the road surface seems to be condensed from many black stones, the middle is covered with small gaps, and it looks smooth and transparent after being soaked in water.And to his great surprise, such a road is more than one, every hundred steps can see a straight staggered fork, the degree of finishing is like a stroke drawn out of the square.After half an hour, I didn’t see a muddy place.

Pelo was surprised to find that the town could not correspond to what it remembered.

“Sir, is this really... the border town?”Seth stared left and right, “Doesn’t this place just a temporary place for mining?”

"It used to be so," said the guard, laughing, "but since His Highness came, everything has begun to be different.Like the roads in the town, they were built six months ago, and thousands of people were busy every day, and almost a month could be built."

Perot noticed that there was undisguised pride in his tone, as if he were proud to be a member of the town.

But... that’s incredible too!On both sides of the street were large trees evenly arranged, and he could imagine that once in the summer, the lush leaves covered the hot sun overhead; and then the houses—the low earthen houses and the tattered wooden hotels were gone, and all around the angular brick houses, each of which were two or three floors, almost identical in style, obviously made up of the same group of stonemasons.

In a year, how can he transform a barren town into this look!

With surprise and displeasure, Perot followed the guards into the castle, and the guide was replaced by a knight in armor, and his attendants were all left outside the wall.

It was not until after stepping into the Lord’s castle that Perot found what it felt a year ago.

There did not seem to be much change here, and the prince's castle was evidently much smaller than the fortress of the Duke of the fortress.

The knight pushed the door of the meeting-room room, made a gesture of invitation, and he soon saw the prince sitting in the chief position.

His Highness Roland Wimbledon.

“Welcome to the border town,” Roland said with a smile, “Mr. Ambassador.”

It seems that there has been no change in His Highness, and Perot's heart is inexplicably relieved.He raised his hand and stroked his breasts respectfully, saying, "The honeysuckle family salutes you, Your Highness."

“Sit down,” the other person nodded, “I called you because of a very important event.”This is about the future of the whole West, and naturally it includes the long song fortress.”

“Please say.”

"I plan to build a city here, from the city to the fascination forest in the west, and from the east to the long song fortress, including half of the west."At that time, the fortress will exist as a stronghold east of the new city, and the first line of defense against the church army, rather than as an independent city as it is now.”Roland wrote in an untried manner, “In this vast territory, the same law must be applied, and the management of the New Town Hall must be uniformly accepted.”No nobleman can interfere in the affairs of the city, and the West Five is no exception.”

Perot only felt a shock in his heart!A year ago, he had the idea that the Duke of Lane would move his defense against the evil beasts to the border town and use the land between the two.But I did not expect that a year later the prince had adopted this method, and the means were more thorough than he thought.Turning the long song fortress into a part of a city?Just imagine how amazing the size of the city will be!

He subconsciously tried to question, but just came to his mouth and swallowed it back—and since His Highness had told himself that there was no doubt that a decision had been made, and now no one could stop him from carrying out the plan.

Perrobütgen did not think of rebelling against the prince... The Duke of Lane's fiasco gave him the impression that he could not even be defeated, at least... could not be defeated by himself.The only thing you can do is to seek your own interests in this great change.

"You say that the five people can't get involved in the affairs of the city, so how can honeysuckle work for you?"

The prince was silent for a long time, until Perot, when he was slightly disturbed, and he laughed, "You really surprised me, Mr. Ambassador, whether it had proposed to me to redeem the fortress before, or to the positive attitude which has now been shown, it is a rare and wise decision in the aristocracy."

After lamenting, he closed his smile and said seriously, "As long as the honeysuckle family is willing to accept my governance, you can continue to help me manage the long song area."

“Both I and my father have always obeyed your will—”

“I am not talking about individuals, but about territory.”Roland interrupted, “The nobles who accept my patronage in the future have only the ownership of the territory, and no territorial right to govern—whether it is the law, law enforcement or other policies—subject to the decree issued by the City Hall.”

“This...” Perot hesitated.

“The territory can be inherited from generation to generation, and like the title, your family can run farmland, workshops, or other businesses, together with the land, belong to the honeysuckle family and will not be violated by others – this is the blessing I promised.”In addition to the right to govern, the land you own and have not changed in the past, and even under the stimulus of the new policies, it will flourish.”The prince continued, “Of course, you can also choose to return to your own territory and become a fiefdom aristocrat in the traditional sense.But when I finish the expansion of the new city and expand outward, the area occupied no longer belongs to its original owner.”

(Unfinished).