Chapter 217

"Damn it." Kalinda gritted her teeth, "What a vicious scum. I will definitely beat him up, then break his neck and eradicate the darkness of the empire."

"Well, this is the goal of our Night Owl."

Both of them showed a look of fearlessness.

"By the way, I almost forgot about the child." Kalinda ran to the little boy, squatted in front of the little boy, showed a gentle smile, and took a purse from her waist, "Here, take this money and live well."

"Woo woo woo."

The little boy wiped his tears and took the purse with gratitude. Because it was too heavy, the purse almost fell on his feet. Fortunately, Kalinda took it.

"Thank you, sister."

After sending the child out of the manor, the two set off for Maple Leaf Territory.

Five days later, the news of Zhuweit's assassination spread to the High Castle Province, causing an uproar. The name of Night Owl immediately became a household name, and the wanted bounty for Night Owl was gradually launched.

Field, who was called a vicious scum by Night Owl, was busy with the harvest celebration.

Today's manor was different from usual days. It was particularly popular, with voices and laughter everywhere.

There was no need to worry about being heard by the rotten corpses. First, the safe zone was already large, and second, the army was patrolling all the time.

In the past, before they came to the Night Territory, they lived in poverty. After a day of physical work, they returned to their musty house. At a glance, even the tables and chairs were broken. The cellar for storing grain was even less than the stock in the rat hole. The children could only look at their parents, wanting to cry out for hunger, but sensibly holding back.

Even so, they still had to worry about the local nobles sending tax-collecting bureaucrats to snatch their last grain.

But after coming to the Night Territory, it was completely different.

Especially today.

For the first time, a more serious wooden platform was built in the central square of Fengqi Town, which was the open space in front of the winery.

"Can we really get free food today?" a citizen asked others excitedly.

"Of course, I heard that we can also eat meat."

"What do you know? This is a festival that only noble masters will hold, and there will be a dance."

"What is a dance?" a child asked.

"It is a rare thing. Even wealthy businessmen are not qualified to participate. It is only for nobles."

"Today, the adults will announce the taxes."

"I hope to pay only 80%."

"Dream on, how can it be that low? Don't forget how many gold coins the adults spent."

Field rode his horse through the wheat stacks. The golden wheat stacks made people feel particularly at ease.

"Except for a few acres of land in the remote areas, most of the wheat fields planted by slaves have been harvested." Tate followed Field and reported loudly. After putting away the parchment, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir, do you really want to hold a ball for the people?"

Kao protested, "They don't understand music and are not worthy of dancing aristocratic dances. Don't let them waste your kindness."

"It's not a noble ball, it's just a large-scale team building. There is only one goal: to have fun and have fun. Don't worry about anything else."

Waving his hands indifferently, Field wanted to add a festival to the territory, increase cohesion, and release the pressure of the people for many days.

Living in a high-pressure gray fog environment for a long time, everyone will hide countless pressures. If they cannot be released in time, once they explode, they will bring devastating damage.

"In the long run, large-scale festivals can combine business and promote consumption." Field also added, "It can also make the people deeply aware that the Night Territory is different from other places."

"Is that so."

Everyone scratched their heads, feeling awe-inspiring.

After passing through the farmland, Field saw the bustling Fengqi Town. Of course, slaves could not participate in the festival, but they could get a small snack and a half-day rest. For the slaves, it was already very happy.

Almost all the free people gathered here.

"The Lord is here!"

When the people saw Field, they shouted excitedly, and immediately led the shouts of others.

Field waved to them happily. He did not ask for anything. He was very happy to be recognized by the people.

Striding onto the built wooden platform, Field used his fighting spirit and said loudly: "I am your lord, Field."

"Before the celebration, I will announce the agricultural tax rate this time. You need to pay 35% of the harvest. In addition, there are no other taxes, such as farm tool tax, road tax, etc. There is no such thing. The food we subsidized you before was not charged at any cost."

After Field finished speaking loudly, there was silence in the audience. Field blinked and thought to himself: Why don't you say anything? Is it too high?

"Long live!"

Someone shouted, and then there was a tsunami-like shout.

"Oh my God, I can't believe my ears."

"Only so little? This is impossible."

"Nothing is impossible, because Lord Field is different!"

"If the previous lord had only collected 35% before coming to Nightfall, oh, no, even if he collected 60%, my sister would not have starved to death."

Feeling the countless warm emotions, Field stopped talking nonsense: "Today every year is designated as the Festival of Harvest. Now, the festival begins!"

Soon, a cart carrying bread was pushed over, along with three processed sheep. The bonfire was lit, and the aroma of food immediately spread.

"Let's play, sing or dance, it doesn't matter."

Field said to several people around him. They were all selected by Field in advance and could sing or play musical instruments.

"Yes, sir. "

With the lord's endorsement, everyone immediately played music and sang, and the celebration quickly became lively.

Two men entered the venue with a step that did not recognize any relatives, and danced around the bonfire. More and more people joined in, releasing the depression in their hearts.

They couldn't let go when he was there, so Field asked the Night Guard to manage the law and order, and he returned to the Starry Night Castle.

Only he and the Chosen One were at the private dinner of the Starry Night Castle, and even the maids were given a holiday by Field.

"My lord, you are finally here! "

Charlotte waved at Field.

In the courtyard of Starry Night Castle, a bonfire was also lit. On the long picnic table, there were puddings, steaks, and various fruits and vegetables. As a lord, there is no reason to treat yourself badly while treating your subjects well.

Rosaria rarely played the harp.

Field lay down on the bench leisurely. Just when he wanted to stretch, Ashina came over to massage his back. Charlotte picked up the plate, forked a piece of apple, and handed it to him like coaxing a child.

"Thank you very much."

After eating it in one bite, Field immediately experienced the pleasure of a feudal landlord: "Oh, this damn sense of guilt is really addictive. "