Chapter 133 Elk Knight (Part 2)

Before entering the drawing room, Price was searched again. This time the body search was much more detailed. Every place that could hide a knife or dagger was touched from top to bottom, even the soles of the shoes were not spared.

Then he saw the people who defeated the duke's coalition army in the hall - the fourth prince of Graycastle, the lord of Border Town, and the new head of the Western Territory, Roland Wimbledon.

The prince has long gray hair that symbolizes the blood of the royal family, and his face looks very young, in his twenties at most. He had no hair bound, nor did he wear any crown. The fingers holding the quill were slender, and likewise, there was not a jeweled ring or ring, not even a bracelet—a rarity among nobles.

"Pris Disa, the knight of the Earl of the Elk?" Roland leaned back on the chair, flipping through the list in his hand.

"Yes, Your Highness." Price knelt down on one knee.

It is still hard for him to believe that such a person who can't even see a beard on his face can lead a group of miners and hunters to defeat the Duke of Lane who has been entrenched in the Western Territory for a long time.

"Can you read? How about reading and writing? Stand up and answer."

"I know it, Your Highness. This is the most basic requirement for a knight." Prius stood up unsteadily, and suddenly remembered that when some old knights were canonized, the practice of both civil and military skills had not been popular in Graycastle, and added, " I mean, a new batch of knights."

In the past thirty years, fewer and fewer knights have been canonized with force and military exploits, and other considerations have also increased. If you don't know how to write and read official documents, it is difficult to be favored by the lord. And the rise of such outstanding young men as the Howling Knight of the Royal Capital and the Dawn of the Western Territory raised the requirements of the knights to a new level.

So now, after becoming an apprentice knight, the first thing to learn is to read and write. At a higher level, you need to be proficient in various etiquette.

But Prius didn't understand, why did His Highness ask himself this question?

"Very well," the prince nodded, "then I will make a judgment now."

This sentence made him hold his breath for an instant.

"You have two choices. One is to go to the North Slope Mine to mine for 20 years to atone for your sins. The other is to become a teacher and teach my people how to read and write. Miners are not slaves, and they are also paid , you can take three days off every month. Teachers not only have salary, but also free housing, and can take two days off a week. But if you choose the latter, you have to work until you are fifty years old before you can let go of this position. Don’t worry, Even if you quit at that time, the salary will be paid as usual."

Price breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and as expected, he was not executed or exiled. However, these two options puzzled him. Miners sounded like coolies, but His Highness said that there are also salaries and...holidays? Isn't it true that only knowledgeable people can be teachers? He can only read and write. And what does it mean to teach the people? Could it be possible that His Highness wants to train these civilians as nobles?

Most importantly, neither of them mentioned how to deal with their territories.

Prius looked up at the prince, and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, I don't know if I choose one of the two, my territory will..."

"From the moment you raised your sword to me, your territory no longer belongs to you," Roland said unceremoniously, "On this point, I have reached an agreement with the heir of the Elk family, and he will take you The properties in the territory will be converted into golden dragons to compensate you, and after you make your choice, the new earl will send the compensation together with your family to Border Town, so that he can open up a new place to recruit knights."

Price's heart sank. His territory was nothing more than a house, a flock of chickens and ducks, and fish in the pond. How much compensation could these things be worth? The new earl will definitely make another cut on it... It's hard to say whether there will be thirty golden dragons by then. The earl had just died, and his heir had abandoned him like this. This ruthlessness made Price very disappointed.

"As an accomplice of a rebel's accomplice, this is already a very light sentence." Roland paused, "Besides, what is there to regret about a piece of bare territory? Whether you choose to mine or become a teacher, you can save money." From the remuneration for purchasing land in Border Town."

Hearing this sentence, Prius regained some energy. He would definitely not consider going to the mine to mine. As for the other option... "Your Highness, I don't know how much the teacher's salary is?"

"For junior teachers, 20 silver wolves per month, increased by 5 silver wolves every year, until the age of 50. After the age of 50, the salary will be calculated according to the maximum increase. By the way, this right cannot be inherited, nor Non-transferable."

Prius did a little mental calculation, and found that the income of nearly 3 gold dragons a year can increase year by year. After four or five years, he can almost catch up with the income of his own territory. "Your Highness, what does junior teacher mean... Are there other types of teachers?"

"Of course there is. Junior teachers only teach reading and writing, while intermediate and advanced teachers teach knowledge of various subjects, all-encompassing. As long as you have a unique skill that is beneficial to the development of Border Town, you can do it." Roland sat up straight, "Why, do you have any good skills? I don't need horse riding and swordsmanship."

But that's not something I'm good at, Price thought. He hesitated for a while before he said, "Your Highness, does raising chickens and ducks count? I'm also good at fishing." As soon as he said the words, he regretted it. What kind of skills are these? You can live by throwing them in the wild Well, there are quite a few cats and birds in the nobles, but no one has ever raised this thing specially. As for fishing... just like hunting, it can only be regarded as a personal hobby.

Unexpectedly, His Highness became interested in the first half of the sentence, "Oh? How did you raise it? Let me tell you."

Prius had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Uh, according to my experience in breeding in the territory, compared to full stocking, feeding some grains every day can make them grow faster. If some sand is mixed with the grains, The same effect can also save food. It is best to build a shed in a ventilated place, which can shade, keep out the rain and avoid the cold. Especially in hot summer, if there is no shed, the hens are likely to stop laying eggs. Putting straw in it in winter can Prevent the chickens from freezing to death. In addition, if you feed some small fish every month, the chickens will seldom get sick. Of course, the cleaning of chicken manure is also very important..."

At the end, he found that His Royal Highness actually laughed. "Yes, it seems that the nobles in the western region are not useless."

"Your Highness?" Price was momentarily uncertain about the meaning of the other's words.

Fortunately, Roland Wimbledon quickly relieved his worries, "I will send someone to buy a batch of chickens and ducks from Longsong Fortress, and at the same time allocate a piece of land west of the border for you, and you can raise all these poultry. Do it well. If it’s good, then pass on the breeding method. The salary is calculated according to the middle-level teacher, starting with 50 silver wolves per month in the first year, and increasing by 10 every year. Of course, if you fail, the North Slope Mine is your only choice.” ( To be continued.)

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