The knights' determination not to lose was directly reflected in the swishing of their hoes.
They're playing with the same spirit they showed against the Fernandes!
Under Knight Locke's guidance, everyone quickly finished turning over the soil.
By this time, the ladies, led by Bella, had finished clearing two-thirds of the land.
Then came the sowing stage. The knights thought, "What's so difficult about that? Just scatter them randomly, and it'll be fine."
Then I saw a row of knights carrying baskets of seeds, running and scattering the seeds as they went.
They finished sowing in less than five minutes.
Next came the knights carrying water, who simply poked a hole in the bottom of the buckets they were carrying, so the water flowed as they ran.
Once completed, the knights immediately raised their hands, and the tree spirits took charge of judging.
The evaluation method was very simple: the tree spirit used the power of nature to accelerate the growth and inspected the results of the cultivation on the spot.
The results were very encouraging.
In that land, some parts were completely barren, while in others the seeds sprouted in clusters, competing with each other until none survived.
Knights: "..."
On the plot of land where Knight Locke planted his seedlings, the tender green seedlings grew lush and strong.
Locke, with his leisurely nature, only cultivated one cubic meter of land.
Fortunately, there was still the Duke.
He learned from Knight Locke right next to him. Although the little sprouts that the tree spirit had nurtured were crooked and twisted, they were still much better than those of the knight who was faster than Guangtu.
By this time, the ladies had caught up and begun sowing.
The knights, seeing this, knew it wouldn't do. Several of them grabbed the bewildered Knight Locke and said, "Locke, if you run around naked, you'll definitely get a share of the spoils."
"Yes, the honor of the knights rests on your shoulders!"
So Knight Locke was forced to demonstrate farming, and the other knights followed suit quite well.
Finally, as the ladies raised their hands in acknowledgment, the knights also raised their hands with great difficulty.
The result was a draw, and the ladies were overjoyed.
These are knights! And they actually fought them to a draw!
So here's the question: how is the prize calculated?
The Duke took the damp towel that Conrad handed him and slowly wiped his hands.
Knight Mark Duke chuckled and said, "How about we forget about it? If Lance and the others go to the lower city now, the women there will stare at their pants and whistle at them. I don't want that kind of treatment."
The knight Lance, standing right next to him, stared at him with dead fish eyes.
"How about we elect a few representatives to make a sacrifice?"
Another person's eyes lit up, "Then the rest of the people get the reward? Great idea!"
Knight Lance stroked his chin. "So, who do you think should be sacrificed?"
The black bubble above his head: [Let Mark Duke handle this; he's so 'good at talking.']
Li Aili: "..."
"How about we draw lots?" Knight Locke suggested.
Balk's face turned green. "No way!"
Duke: "..."
He turned around expressionlessly and saved the leader of the Blue Agate Knights with a single sentence: "Go home and discuss it with your wives, and complete the exchange of rewards privately."
Anne had already started flirting with the relieved Knight Balk.
Li Aili announced the end of the event.
The tree spirits received food grown by a group of free laborers.
The knights, each with pink and slightly yellow bubbles on their heads, led their wives home with great speed.
Bella, in particular, was smiling very happily.
She took Lance's hand and began to redesign her back garden.
And Lance...
Li Aili stared blankly at the yellow bubble above his head.
No, Bell, he doesn't deserve it.
As for the other two 'protagonists' of this event.
Mark Duke's face was dark and sullen.
Li Aili looked at the bubbles above his head; he had already begun drafting a petition to the king.
He was practically begging that the women of the Kelan family had boils in their heads.
A perfect ending!
Of course, it's not perfect either.
During dinner, Li Aili noticed the Duke's gaze drifting over from time to time.
Those deep blue eyes...
Every glance I gave her seemed to be hinting at something.
Li Aili: "..."
She put down her napkin. "Okay, okay, tell me your requirements."
"We've moved to the North District."
Li Aili: "That won't do! I said we can't go too far! We've only just started dating, right?! How can it be so fast!"
The Duke said speechlessly, "It's just to have you move to the North District."
He then looked at Li Aili with a teasing expression, "Tell me, what were you thinking?"
Li Aili: "..."
In the evening, the housekeeper Catherine and the maids tidied up the secondary bedroom next to the master bedroom in the north wing.
The Duke crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, watching the maids transform the cold and deserted second bedroom into a cozy little nest.
Li Aili's odds and ends were gradually filled into this place.
Catherine stood beside the Duke. “You look very pleased, Master.”
The Duke gave a soft "hmm" in a nasal voice.
Catherine adjusted her half-moon glasses. "Then perhaps you should also make her completely 'belong' to you, so that she can never betray you again."
The Duke's blue eyes narrowed into a vertical line.
Without warning, Catherine collapsed to the ground in agony.
Although the maids in the room were still working diligently, they were all trembling almost imperceptibly.
“Don’t let me hear those words again, Catherine,” the Duke said calmly.
Katherine breathed a sigh of relief and calmly stood up from the ground.
"Yes, Master."
After dawdling for a long time, Li Aili was stunned by the second bedroom in front of her when she arrived at North Castle.
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