On the day of the formal acceptance of the viscountship, Sandy's territory was bustling with noise.
A unique way of celebrating emerged: the flowing banquet.
The lord's manor produces magic crystals, recruits cooks and other staff, and prepares a feast, allowing all guests, whether commoners or nobles, to eat and drink to their heart's content on this day.
The little girl, dressed in clean cloth, loves salad. Although her clothes are patched in many places, she is still secretly swallowing her saliva as she looks at the flowing banquet in front of her.
The clean little hands tugged at the adult's sleeve.
"Father, can we really eat here? All that food looks so expensive!"
"Don't be afraid, the lord's family is a good family. This was a reward given to the young lord upon his succession. Just eat in peace."
The middle-aged man, Emerson, took a few steps forward, pulling his wife and daughter, whom he had brought from his hometown, along with him.
The younger daughter wanted to go forward, but the wife didn't even dare to think about it.
"Master, that food must be the delicacies of a noble family, we...we..."
"Don't be afraid, the lord of Sandy Territory is very good, unlike the lords back home..."
"No, sir, don't mention the noble lord, be careful something bad might happen."
"Look at what I'm saying, come on, let's go!"
Emerson's arrival was entirely due to Lord Borg's efforts; Ron's father's hair had turned much whiter, but it was all worth it.
Emerson, an outsider, helped build houses in Sandy Territory. Every day, low-level mages and swordsmen could be seen. Those adventurers would flatten the boulders with a spell or a sword strike, and then ordinary people would pile them up.
Working in Sandy Territory is very easy; jobs include earth magic, earth wall spells, wind magic, swordsmanship, etc.
Having met many adventurers, I realized these gentlemen could actually exchange a few words with me.
The main reason was the generous wages. Rumor had it that the lord of Sandy Territory, who had just been promoted to viscount, had connections in the capital. After much deliberation, Emerson, who had returned to his hometown, moved his entire family here.
Finally, we no longer have to suffer the oppression of the former lord.
Lord Borg is more like a practical person. He gives away as many magic crystals as you make, and he's also incredibly kind to the native inhabitants. The houses he builds are specifically for them to live in.
Once you've lived there for five years, the new house will be yours permanently.
There are no additional conditions.
Outsiders will be allocated positions later, and only families who come together will receive priority allocation...
Emerson knew that Sandy had a small population and a lot of undeveloped land, which was why he received this preferential treatment, but he was still very grateful.
However, Emerson didn't quite understand why the street-front properties could only be rented out; those places had been empty for quite some time, and he wondered when they would be fully occupied by businesses...
Sandy Territory, built brick by brick, heard that the lord's mansion was going to hold a banquet, and before he even had time to buy clothes for his relatives, Emerson brought his family over.
He brought his youngest daughter to a spot at the end of the banquet.
Behind them were temporarily empty rental shops, and long banquets, ranging from hundreds to thousands of meters, were set up along the street, which was dozens of meters wide.
It stretched from one end of the street to the other.
How many magic crystals would that cost!
The lord's household has surplus grain.
Emerson, a nobody, didn't think too much. Being able to eat a meal like that of nobles was a rare experience in his life, and he would probably brag about it for years to come.
Although there was no distinction between commoners, nobles, and adventurers, the seating at the banquet was still roughly stratified.
Some of the people mentioned above are either adventurers or wealthy individuals; lords might even appear among them.
They could only catch a glimpse of the young lord's appearance from afar. He was a newcomer; even Emerson had never seen him before. They just hoped not to offend him.
My peripheral vision swept over it...
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Because there aren't many places selling clothes right now, and there's not enough time, you can still see ordinary people wearing coarse linen clothes with sewn-on pudding.
Well, it's not rude, it's not rude.
Although he knew that kind noble lords might not care, Emerson was still worried when he came.
The clothes were made of coarse linen pudding, but they were still clean and tidy.
Location.
I've been working here for many years, and I still know quite a few people.
"Foreman Mo, you're here too!"
"Of course, the lord's family is giving out benefits again, so why not take them?"
"Oh right, this is the child you've been longing for."
"Yes, isn't she? Xiao Ai is very sensible..."
"..."
People who knew each other chatted, and the scene was like this everywhere. Emerson worked diligently and before he knew it, he had become a foreman.
The lord's family are honest people; they don't let outsiders prevent them from getting promoted. They're doing great!
The natives weren't jealous or anything like that, because they had already been allocated houses long ago! When they learned that outsiders were helping the locals build houses, they would help with the work even without accepting magic crystals.
However, the lord's family wants to distribute magic crystals to their people; otherwise, how can there be a commercial circulation of magic crystals?
He didn't want the money, but the local man who was helping him still accepted a sum of magic crystals.
The magic crystals weren't given away for free; they were used to build your own house.
You can't find a lord like that anywhere else.
As the news spreads, more and more people will come to Sandy to seek a living.
...
At the very end of the long, long street, ordinary people chatted quietly, little girls and little boys drooling as they watched the dishes being served.
Why can't we eat it yet?
Some of the above.
The adventurers started speaking louder, and some even began studying short handwritten manuscripts such as 'The Legend of the Swordsman' and 'The Mage's Travels and Insights'...
However, most men still boast about their thrilling adventures in front of women.
How powerful I am...
Lucky……
Ancient magical texts were unearthed from the ruins, and a magician offered a high price for them, but they were reluctantly given to a noble magician lord.
"What noble mage? I am a wandering professional, venturing into all sorts of dangerous tombs..."
"..."
Adventurers may boast, but most of what they claim to have gained has actually translated into real strength.
Further up, finally, nobles appeared.
Few nobles would want to sit with commoners, but this is Sandy Territory, where a legendary disciple inherits the title. It's best to figure out how to become a familiar face!
Since the nobles didn't touch their utensils, people were delayed for quite some time.
It was one of the more powerful adventurers who ate first, and the banquet officially began.
Finally, some nobles started to make a move; it turned out that Carlisle had also arrived.
It's been three or four months now. After a long journey, I've finally arrived home, back here again.
The team leader has prepared a feast; I must try it.
The Duke's son began to eat, and the banquet officially started.
This day set a precedent for celebrating certain important events, and at least in the future, people will gather together for a meal on some days.
On one side are the leisurely nobles, and on the other side are the unrestrained adventurers.
The latter part is slightly more heartwarming.
"Xiao Ai, don't choke."
"Delicious, Father, Mother, so delicious."
"There will be more later, don't worry!"
"Really?"
"certainly."
Thinking about his status as a foreman, Emerson felt that his income in Sandyland would allow him to speak more confidently.
Inside the lord's manor, it was a completely different world.
A true great man of the Kingdom of Gil, witnessing Ron's viscount ceremony.
Unexpectedly, Crown Prince Berger Giles also came, along with his sister Shirley.
Little Ron seems to have grown up for no reason, according to Princess Shirley.
Ron, who usually lives a carefree and easygoing life, was unusually serious, especially when facing his father, whose hair had turned quite white.
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