Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 77 - 77 58 The Manor Lord

77: Chapter 58: The Manor Lord 77: Chapter 58: The Manor Lord After bidding farewell to Knight Balfe, Leon and his two companions discussed how to distribute the three territories.

Although they had not yet visited the other two manors with Lord Balfe to see them in person, they had already learned some general information about Longka and Platon from him.

“Longka” is located not far to the northwest of Selva and is much smaller than Selva was before the disaster, with a population scale of only about thirty or forty households.

After converting the Orland people’s units of measurement to the concepts of his previous Earth life, Leon estimated that the area of Longka was about nine hundred mu.

Longka’s location is closer to the safe woodland at the edge of the Nightmare Forest, so there are quite a few hunters and tanners.

And “Platon” is further north of Longka, a bit larger in scale, with nearly fifty households living there, covering an area of about twelve hundred mu.

It is closer to the town where Baron Eriv resides than Longka and Selva, so there is noticeably more merchant traffic and it seems busier than the other two places.

And the last one under their feet, Selva Village, or now called “Selva Manor,” was originally the largest in area and population among the three territories, but now it is in the direst situation.

On land that covers roughly fifteen hundred mu, the population has dropped even below that of Longka after the disaster.

Many families were almost wiped out in the aftermath, and now, not counting Olivia and her daughter, there are about one hundred thirty-nine villagers in Selva.

Among them are sixty-three sturdy young men who have not yet returned to the village, two or three dozen young women, and the rest are all girls, young girls, and children, with only a few young men who had escaped the catastrophe.

The three territories vary greatly.

Clearly, Platon is the wealthiest, followed by Longka, while Selva will have a hard time resuming production for a while and certainly cannot rely on any output from the territory for some time.

Fortunately, although the three pieces of land are of different values, they were not too entangled in this issue.

“I think Selva is more appropriate for me; you two take Longka and Platon,” Leon pondered for a while and suggested his idea.

Hearing this, Lokhak showed a meaningful smile, shook his eyebrows, and jested in a hearty voice, “Ah~ I knew it.

Don’t worry ‘Mr.

Leon,’ we won’t fight with you over this place.”

Azeryan leaned against the headboard, saw the teasing look on Lokhak’s face, and recalling the laughing and playful sounds that had come through from the next main bedroom yesterday afternoon, couldn’t help but chuckle, “Hmm, if Mr.

Leon has his ambitions here, I have no objections either.”

Leon looked puzzled at his two companions’ teasing expressions and quickly explained, “What Mr.

Leon?

What do you guys know?

…

I hope to encounter that griffin here again in the future.

What if it flies back one day looking for me and can’t find me?

You two are not very familiar with it.”

“Yes, yes, I understand,” Lokhak nodded perfunctorily, holding back a laugh as he turned to Azeryan, “Longka is for me, don’t refuse it, ouch, my head has never been as clever as yours and Leon’s.

I really have no confidence in managing larger and wealthier places.

You used to be the son of a baron and surely know much more than I do.

It’s more beneficial for us if you take charge of Platon.”

“That’s right, I was thinking the same,” Leon also agreed on the side.

Azeryan looked at the trusting gaze of his two companions and finally set aside his modesty, nodding, “All right, then, if that’s the case, I will do my best.

Let’s work together to get Selva producing again as soon as possible.”

Although they said they were distributing territories individually, from the beginning, they had no intention of actually dividing the proceeds and going their separate ways.

Originally homeless and driven by necessity, they might have been forced to seek their own ways due to their respective talents.

But now that they had turned their fortunes around and become knights of the Orland Kingdom, they had the power to choose their way of life.

Three brothers who had been through life and death together, as well as fellow countrymen from Seryan, would naturally stay united in facing the future.

After discussing the areas they each would manage, Leon couldn’t help but bring up other topics of interest.

He was still very keen on designing his own personal emblem, as a soul from the 21st century Earth, “personalization” was always one of Leon’s pursuits in his past life.

When fencing before, he even wished he could spray a custom pattern on his HEMA Armor, let alone the knightly emblem that would represent his identity in the future.

Although he couldn’t yet display his own emblematic flag on the battlefield, it was always possible to imprint the emblem on his armor and his horse’s caparison.

Lokhak scratched his head thoughtfully on the side, and his decision was still very simple, planning to just find someone to draw a warhorse emblem, which also matched his surname.

Azeryan need not say more, the Flarrell Family had their own traditional emblem, which, according to his description, was much more intricate, comprising a quartered shield: the upper left corner displaying a white flame-like sun, signifying the Holy Sun faith, the lower right featuring three stylized golden fleur-de-lis, with the other two quarters filled with different colors and stripes.

Leon leaned back in his chair and pondered deeply for a long time.

For a while, the image of the blue and gold lion emblem from the “Magic World” game flitted through his mind.

At another moment, the black and gold sun emblem of the Niflgaard Empire from “Hunter O” crossed his thoughts.

…Various beloved patterns from his past life swept through his mind repeatedly until, at last, he settled on his plan and shared his decision on the emblem with his companions.

A black background.

A red sword standing upright in the center.

Grey and white wings of an eagle spread out on both sides.

The black background perfectly symbolized the hardships and obstacles they had encountered along the way.

The sword symbolized the return of the treasure sword, the friendship made with the Thorns Flower family, and the opportunity that made him a knight.

The spread eagle wings were a symbol of the griffin he had saved, which in turn ultimately saved him.

The Sword Wings Badge—so full of commemorative significance—Leon nodded in satisfaction.

This design matched both his name and his current status as a knight perfectly.

Except that he didn’t have any little secrets.

Well, if he really had to say, Miss Lola’s existence could count as a secret…

Having decided upon their respective emblems, the next step was to entrust a Herald Officer and craftsman to draw them up according to requirements and to create corresponding seals and wax stamps.

According to Lord Balfe, these items would be used in everyday correspondence or on some important occasions.

Being a noble, even a minor one, still involved many necessary niceties.

It wasn’t just about obtaining objects that symbolized one’s status; they also needed to quickly put together the most basic team of servants for daily life.

It wasn’t that he particularly wanted to indulge in the decadent lifestyle of having everything handed to him.

But daily meals, domestic chores, horse breeding and grazing, weapons maintenance, accounting, running errands, transportation…

If they were to handle all these tasks themselves, they would have no time for anything else.

Moreover, it was clearly stated in the duties of a knight that one must have Knight Attendants ready to respond to summons at any moment.

Of course, before acquiring any attendants, there was an even more critical issue.

Leon left his companions’ room and went out to look for Olivia.

He wanted to ask the girl which of the large houses in the village were currently ownerless, as he too needed to make a quick decision on his future residence.

Last night he had not dared to shamelessly return to the girl’s room to rest, so he had made do with sleeping in the adjoining terraced housing reserved for the wounded.

The large house of the village elder seemed like a good choice, with its spacious hall, large yard, and plentiful upstairs rooms.

But in reality, it seemed that the expired village elder has a young man of the family who has yet to return to the village.

As a lord, Leon really didn’t have the nerve to seize the property of his own subjects; that would be like swallowing them whole.

In any case, he had no expectations of a castle in the short term, as even if he had the money to hire workers, building a small one would take at least a year or two.

Before he had such spare money, he would have to make do with a somewhat spacious civilian house.

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