The witch thought I am a Demon God-Chapter 61 - 60 Double-headed Eagle Flag Not Contending

Chapter 61: Chapter 60 Double-headed Eagle Flag, Not Contending for Profit with the People_1

Chapter 61 -60 Double-headed Eagle Flag, Not Contending for Profit with the People_1

The Snake Women, still in their giant state, changed the pace of their flute-playing, making the melody faster and more urgent.

As the music signaling the retreat of the Sons of Forest echoed over the battlefield, the Tauren troops reluctantly withdrew, the Centaur Khan fumed and stamped his hooves, but under the mocking gazes of Ivita and the Griffin Knights, he had no choice but to turn around.

Countless hornets chased the retreating troops of the Sons of Forest.

The armies of tens of thousands, the professionally vast armies, all seemed so powerless before Ivita’s castle.

A little under two hundred peasant soldiers and knights on the small wall of the castle jointly raised their weapons and cheered.

At this moment, victory seemed to have melted away the distinctions of class and wealth.

Whether it was a Lord of the Griffin’s knightly territories like Griffin, or an ordinary peasant soldier, everyone was enjoying the fruits of victory.

And the most substantial portion of this fruit was to be savored by Ivita who led everyone towards victory.

Ivita said to Rayli, “Get some men to collect the animal carcasses under the castle. Those freshly killed animals will make great barbecue fodder.”

“These barbecue meats will be perfect to reward our soldiers.”

Speaking of this, Rayli’s stomach started growling.

Indeed, the Sons of Forest had sent so many animals that it was more than they usually got from hunting in the mountains.

Now, everyone in the castle could have meat.

While everyone was basking in victory, Ivita sent Black Wolf to gather the bodies of the fallen soldiers to be claimed by their families, and had the steward of the territory distribute compensation money and food to the families of the fallen soldiers.

Ivita, on the first floor of the castle, before going upstairs, said to the steward, Akaranda, “Akaranda, do not give out money to the families of the fallen.”

“In times like these, money is far less useful than food.”

“Give each of them three times the compensatory amount of grain.”

“And also hold funeral ceremonies for them in the evening, having the priests in the castle pray for these heroes.”

“Warn the peasants in the castle that anyone who dares to bully the families of the fallen, I will plunge the Broken Steel Sword into his heart.”

“Also, record the names of all direct family members—I mean wives and children, as well as their parents, and as long as they continue to live in my territory, they will be exempt from taxes for fifteen years.”

Akaranda was taken aback, he never expected Ivita to offer such incredible compensation.

Acting out of his steward’s instinct, he reminded his Lord. “Fifteen years?”

“My lord, this will result in a considerable loss of your wealth. If any of these people make a fortune in the future, you won’t be able to tax them.”

“Moreover, these people are your serfs, you have already compensated them with a share of the land to pledge loyalty to you. According to custom, you only need to give a symbolic fee of 2 to 3 shillings.”

“Their sacrifice is expected. It’s their duty to you!”

“If sacrificing for me is their duty, protecting these brave people’s rights is my duty,” Ivita didn’t mind the fact that they could make a fortune in the future. “I will not compete with my people for profit.”

“As for the future, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”

Because the baron’s territory is a small pond, if he stays here too long, the pond will not be able to contain him!

He will go to more extensive places, he doesn’t need to compete with his own people for interests.

Akaranda opened his mouth without saying a word.

When Ivita said he would not compete with his people for interests, he thought he was listening to a king speaking indifferently.

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He thought that only those who are wealthy would have the courage to speak like this.

But he didn’t expect Ivita to say this.

Is this still the impoverished lord who was particular about every single penny, even for an arrow?

Why does one person have such contradictory characteristics?

At this moment, Akaranda felt as if there was a kind of magic in Ivita.

Not the magic of spellcraft.

But the magic of personal charisma.

He wanted to work with this lord for a long time.

He wanted to understand what kind of person Ivita is, he wanted to know how far Ivita could go.

Akaranda hesitated for a moment before saying to Ivita, “My lord, I heard from Lord Black Wolf and Lord Rayli that you once belonged to a massive noble family, even bigger than a Grand Viscount.”

“Yet, you were driven out of your own country by your people.”

“When I heard this news, I thought you were a landlord even more brutal than Baron Moro. I have seen the stewards of the Moro family, who can hang a farmer’s child from a tree and flog him all day for just a few pennies. Barons and knights can make solemn oaths to God and the Lord, promising they will be kind and just.”

“But no one promises the peasants that he wants to be kind and just.”

“Sir, you should rightfully be the ruler of this land. Your kindness will make your enemies fearful even before they meet you.”

Ivita did not respond to him, but just nodded, turned and walked upstairs.

There were too many issues with this war.

He has to review it and consider how to better deal with the siege tomorrow.

At night, the priest in the church, with the Church’s scripture in his hands, prayed for those who had died in the battle, hoping they could be blessed by the Lord of All Things, their souls go to the promised land, and enjoy eternal happiness.

In this solemn atmosphere, although sad, the faith of all who were still alive was strengthened.

They had more confidence in the attack and defense of the city tomorrow.

Observing this change silently, Ivita believed that whether the deceased could enter the eternal kingdom of the God of All Things because of this funeral was no longer so important.

Because those who are still alive need this funeral even more.

The Old Witch approached Ivita and said, “Because the Baron has changed, the previous flag can no longer be used. You need to make a new flag.”

“The flag is important, seeing the flag, soldiers will remember who they are loyal to.”

“So, once the Baron changes, the old flag can no longer be used.”

“The noble’s flag is magical because it is where the hope of all the warriors on the battlefield lies.”

“A magic stronger than ordinary magic.”

“With the flag, you can command your soldiers on the battlefield!”

“Asides from the fact that the flag has its uses on the battlefield, a new flag may also be useful to you in the future because the flag is really wrapped in magic power, but people can’t utilize it, and often it just fades away.”

“Design a good new flag, or use the fire dragon flag of Alsace.”

Ivita suddenly asked the Old Witch. “Hearthstone Witch, I have a question. The integration of human life with magic is so close, I originally thought it was because magic is versatile.”

“So people involuntarily integrate their lives with magic.”

“But from the perspective of the Son of Forest, it seems that they never use, or even resist magic. So I want to ask, is there a deep connection between magic and the human race?”

“Look, even the Church that resists magic so much hasn’t completely expelled magic from humans.”

The Old Witch was asked a knowledge blind spot, she opened her mouth and thought for a long time, and finally could only say: “Your Highness, I don’t know.”

“I never thought about these. But… The Dark Queen, The Queen of Stars, they were indeed humans before.”

The Old Witch fell into a contemplation, directly bewildered by the question. “Yes.”

“Magic existed before the Ancient Civilization and the Ancient World.”

“What exactly is the relationship between magic and humans?!”

Black Wolf ignored the Old Witch’s daily mumbling, he said to Ivita: “Sir, the flag of the Alsace Kingdom is a fire dragon. Shall we still use the flag of the Alsace family?”

Ivita shook his head. “That flag is too eye-catching.”

“We need to accumulate grain and slowly rise to royalty.”

“Let’s make a new flag, I’ll think…”

He thought for a while, then took a branch and drew a double-headed eagle on the mud. “Let’s use this.”

It’s also good for the banner of the double-headed eagle to appear in this world.

This banner represents two thousand-year empires, so let the banner of the double-headed eagle continue to flutter in this world.

Black Wolf looked at the eagle-like flag pattern, which gave a sense of expanding its territories infinitely as if the eagle on the mud was surveying all directions.

“There is no problem using this…”

“But fewer people use eagles, especially double-headed eagles, as their flags. They usually use more ground beasts, and many use patterns of creatures like dragons.”

“After all, the symbol of ancient civilizations is the Red Dragon.”