Rise In Calradia

Byron did not hide his thoughts, so after a period of time, all his heroes knew the news and wondered in their hearts who would receive the honor.

However, at present, the number of people who can be selected is still limited. After all, Byron has used his own experience to prove how difficult it is for a commoner to gain the recognition of knighthood and other nobles. Now the main contenders of the Baron candidate have been restricted to a few heroes of noble origin. Fatis, he was born in a noble Swadia, the Randall family has a strong influence in Suno, and his own reputation has spread throughout Swadia, although he is still only a knight under Byron , But the local Swadia lord is willing to entertain him wherever he goes. If Byron makes him a baron, then the nobles in the country will be very satisfied, and Sunorai's cavalry will be happy because of the new knight quota. From these points of view, he is a strong candidate for this position.

Elaine, although everyone knows that his relationship with Byron is currently a bit strained and that he is still an unreachable northern Vikya, but he is indeed a descendant of nobles, and he has made a lot of credit for Byron. Serendil and Veluga also have their own village fiefs around him. In addition, he does not live as simple as Fatis and has no interest in rights. He now has his own ruling foundation like a real lord, his own Private soldiers can also afford the name of a baron.

Rolf, it stands to reason that he is also qualified to compete, and he himself very much hopes that this position will fall on his own body, but his style has made everyone dissatisfied for a long time, except for his group of followers and followers. Although he was loyal to him but had no foundation, no one was on his side except the rogue knight. Although he often regarded himself as the heir to the baron, the possibility that he could become a baron under Byron was slim. After all, his usual methods are bribery and threats. Bribing Byron is many times richer than him, not worse than him. And the threat... even Rolf admitted that it was not fruitful to provoke Fatis and Eleon.

As for Matilde... she didn't want to, it's just that her time was too short and her foundation was too shallow, and she hadn't even learned the language, so no one was optimistic about her.

As for other civilian heroes and aristocrats with sufficient strength, their reasons were different, but in the end they basically gave up this idea and no longer tried to obtain the position of baron, but guessed who among the most promising candidates at present. Can stand out.

Of course, some local aristocrats also want to recommend themselves, but they are obviously out of play.

The letter was also delivered to Prince Harauwu. His Royal Highness was tired of being in Veluga. Of course he was happy to be able to go around, so he happily agreed and wrote a reply to Byron. Of course, Konis has a lot of criticism about this, but the earl canonization of a baron is not a trivial matter after all. As a prince of the kingdom, he should also attend the ceremony, so he has nothing to do.

Now everything in Fort Amira is proceeding smoothly. The Baron’s strong competitors are trying to gain an advantage for themselves, win others to support themselves, and hope to see Byron more and inquire about Lord Byron's tone. But in this matter, even Fatis didn't know who the candidate in Byron's heart was.

But at this time, Byron was not in Amiral Castle, he personally led the team to Veluga, and presented gifts to the prince to the audience as an earl. Although Konis was still wary of him, on the surface he still showed the respect he deserved for the earl. So when Byron talked with the prince secretly later, he rarely knew the details.

Later, Byron went to visit Jamila. He originally wanted to comfort him, but he didn’t expect that Jamila’s delivery date would be advanced. When Byron went to the meeting, the servants rushed to inform him in a panic. Mira started production. Upon hearing this, Byron immediately postponed all the itineraries and arrangements in Veluga and Serendil, and rushed to the mansion where Jamila was located as quickly as possible.

So for a full twelve hours, Jamila’s shouts did not stop. Three midwives stayed in the house, a group of servants waited outside, and Byron sat downstairs, waiting for all the news. For better or worse.

He sent a message to Eleon, telling him that he was going to have an heir, and asked him to come to Veluga quickly. But he also knew that Eleon would not come over with a high probability, this was his most worried thing. If Eleon is not engaged to Jamila, the child will become an illegitimate child, which will be a shame to him and his mother.

From fainting to midday the next day, Byron basically didn’t sleep much (and couldn’t sleep, after all, he would be awakened whenever there was a movement upstairs). He paced back and forth for unknown times, watching the maids keep on Running up and down, even the soldiers guarding the guard changed a round. Everyone advised him to rest, but he didn't. The knight Eleon was unwilling to bear the consequences, but Byron, the noble earl and his lord, performed his duties at the moment.

According to these midwives, this was not a smooth birth, but Jamila's will is very strong, and her body is much healthier than most women in the city. Her sweat made the sheets soaked and his throat was also soaked. Hoarse, the fetus in that belly is like his lover, constantly testing her physically and mentally. But in the end, she persevered. When the fetus's umbilical cord was cut and the baby's cry came downstairs, Byron rushed upstairs and rushed into the house.

"It's a boy, an adult, and he's very strong." The midwife was shocked when she saw Byron, and almost dropped the child in her hand. They hurriedly saluted and sent the wrapped child to Byron's body.

"The child's mother hasn't held it yet." Byron shook his head, stretched out his hand and gestured, let the young man into his mother's arms.

When Jamila stretched out her hand weakly to hold the baby, Byron took two steps forward and took a look at the little baby who was struggling and crying in the swaddle. He was so small and fragile, as if he touched it with a finger. It will be broken, but it can evoke the desire for protection in people's hearts. Looking at this child, Byron couldn't help being surprised that he had also grown up from such a small and soft little fellow. Even from his previous life to this life, it was the first time he saw a newborn child, which was really amazing. He even looked forward to what he and Nelda's children would be like in the future, imagining how he would be a father.

"Is he here?" Jamila was holding her baby, barely seeing a trace of blood on her beautiful cheeks, and her voice was weak.

"I don't know." Byron opened his mouth for a while without making a sound. Finally, he shook his head and replied helplessly.

"I see." Yamila closed her eyes and kissed the child's forehead lightly, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes: "Poor child..."

"Then...what do you plan to call him?" After hesitating for a while ~www.readwn.com~ he couldn't think of how to comfort her, so he asked such a question.

"That should be his decision." Yamila opened her eyes, raised her other hand with all her strength, and wiped away the tears from her face with the back of her hand. "But if he doesn't want to, call him Alba Dono."

"Abandon..." Byron said the name softly. He was familiar with the dialect of Rodok and knew the meaning of the word.

"Get a good rest, Jamila, you are very weak now." Byron got up and prepared to leave. Jamila had just given birth, and there were still many marks on the bed. After that, Byron could not stay any longer. He can't appear too close, lest someone make irresponsible remarks to Jamila.

"My lord...no, captain..." Just when Byron walked to the door, Jamila stopped him. He looked back and saw that Jamila was already in tears. "I owe you forever." She said.

"We are friends, aren't we?" Byron gave a gentle smile, softly unimaginable: "You, me, Fattis. Elaine, Bandak and others, before the monarchs, we are all It's a friend." But after saying this, Byron's eyes dimmed again, sighed, and walked out of the room, leaving another sentence in his heart.

"At least it used to be..."