The Defeated Dragon

“Lester was moving more and more, not a minute to rest all day. Isaiah, I haven't slept well for a week in a row. ”

Gaultai fanned thick leather paper hard in the house of the Township Administration, dissipating heat for herself: “I thought coming to Flower Town was a casual job and I didn't expect to exhaust myself. ”

“Obviously, officials who do not think about progress are not the officials that Lester expects.” Isaiah wrapped her finger to calculate the quarterly tax revenues, and she didn't raise her head, "Gorte, you should let yourself work hard, and a comfortable life will annihilate the knight's fighting spirit. ”

“Looks like you've been in love with Flowertown like Blair, and I remember you complaining when you first got here. ”

“It was disappointing when we first arrived, broken, simple, not even a few people.” Isaiah's activity arithmetic led to some numb fingers, "but instead of getting used to living, I felt that Flower Town had an unprecedented temper, and I talked to Marcus, who said Lester was a distinct nobleman. ”

“It's really different.” Gaultai stall.

“So I think that Marcus' desire to be a nobleman falls on Lester, and my hope to revive the family, perhaps here too. ”

“Looks like you're serious. ”

“I can't keep busy, I have to cheer up for my stupid son. ”

“Well, I had to cheer up, and I went to see how the Oyster Tun building was going, and now the whole town is running out of people, and I had to brainstorm where to organize a logging team. ”

Having said that, Gorte did not go to Oyster Tun but returned to his own house in the town after leaving the Department.

This is a two-story small building that was the residence of a tax knight - the castle is inhabitable only by the lord, and even if idle, the average person cannot live in it.

“My lord, you are back. Are you finished today?” A young girl in a linen coarse cloth dress hurried over to help Gorte take off her coat.

Gaultai touched the girl's ass with an unfaithful hand: "Work can't be done, but life has to go on. ”

The girl blushed: "Don't you blame the Lord if you don't go to work? ”

“I am Lester's teacher, the town administrator, and I have the right to give myself a half-day off… Freya, I miss you, I don't have the heart to work.” Gorte hugged Flaya, kissed her cheek and pushed the girl to the bedroom.

Frya hurried off and panicked: "My lord, it's daytime. ”

“What happened during the day? There have been too many oysters lately and not enough time at night.” Gorte selectively forgets that every night, he can only persist once, not more than thirty seconds at a time.

Frya panicked and seemed to be looking for a shift in the subject: “Do you seem upset because of the consultant? ”

“Of course I am in a bad mood, he is a lord and has the right to instruct me to work for him, even from morning to night. But I've been in Flower Town for three months, and I still don't have a consultancy position. ”

Gaultai slammed the walls of the house with outrage: “I regret coming to Flowertown! ”

Frya's face changed: “My lord, are you leaving? ”

“Not yet, Frya, you're the one who kept me here, not back and forth.” Gaulte held Frya again and kissed her.

Frye pushed him away.

Gorterton's gloomy face came: "Frya, what do you mean! ”

Take a deep breath and let yourself smile again: “I know you're unhappy, you've always had feelings for a few days, and I guess you want to go back to Coral City, which is a big city, countless times more prosperous than Flower Town... I want to tell you that Frya will stay in Flower Town and raise your child so you don't have to worry about it. ”

“What do you mean?” Gaultai's face changed and changed.

“I'm pregnant. ”

In a few words, immediately put all Gorte's expressions on his face. He woke up half awake: “Are you pregnant? ”

“Hmm.” Frya touched her stomach, and although it was still flat there, she felt a powerful little heart beating.

In the talking room, she suddenly drowned and vomited.

Gorte was no doubt pregnant, but he didn't know if he should be surprised or stunned - he had a wife and children in Coral City, the children had grown up and married a wife, and even his grandson had been born the previous year - and he was just here to find a relationship to make up for his loneliness.

Never thought there would be such a day.

“Oh, my God, Flaya, I, I mean, I'm in a mess right now, and I'm sorry, I don't know how to deal with that.” Gaultai stuttered said.

Flaya just smiled: "It's okay, my lord, I know serfs like me don't have a better tomorrow. I am grateful to the adult for a rather happy memory, I will raise him independently and he will thrive in health... I just hope that you will give him a free citizenship when you leave? ”

“Free people? ”

Gorte was caught in hesitation and confusion, and Frya just looked at him with a smile.

A moment later, he exhaled a deep sigh of impure air and finally made the decision: "Sorry, Flaya, I let you down...”

Frye's smiling face faded quickly.

But Gorte's next sentence made her smile brighter again.

“I hesitated, it shouldn't be, I assure you I won't, at least not leave Flowertown now, I want to see him born and tell his father's name, Gorte Mast... I think I know what to do, I have never been able to fit into Flowertown. ”

Gorte held Freya in his arms with warmth rather than lust: "Because I am already a nobleman, accustomed to enjoying myself rather than struggling, I complain that Lester did not give me a consultancy position and did not work hard. But now I must work hard to earn a new noble glory for our children! ”

“Is this true, my lord?” Freya, open your eyes.

“Of course, I promise, in the name of my knight! ”

Store for a moment.

Gaultai earned his tender home, put on his own Frak Abier, and stepped out of his home with a big meteor - this time really going to Oyster Tun to inspect the building.

……

At night, the castle hosts another small banquet.

Before the meeting, Marcus, Blair and Isaiah chatted freely, while Gaultai was reporting to Lester in the study.

“The main road from Thorn Ridge to the town is now halfway done, with plenty of sea sand, but not enough stones. I have begun to extract robust serfs and build a logging team, while crushing the rocks of Thorn Ridge and transporting them to road repairs. If there is enough stone in Thorn Ridge, the sand roads between the tunnels can also be filled with gravel. ”

“Good plan, that's it, Mr. Gaultai.” Lister nodded satisfied.

It's not just the plan, it's the attitude of Gaultai, who used to eat and drink with his mouth at every banquet, speak some playful language, and never talk about work.

I was somewhat surprised today to take the initiative to report.

As a lord, of course, he prefers to work as an active subordinate, rather than one who eats and drinks.