News of Over a Thousand Prisoners

Nalant did not take it seriously.

How difficult was it to reward someone with land?

Unless they truly returned from this year's autumn campaign with a complete victory and achieved the campaign's objective of opening up two new Earl Territories, only then might the king take out his own land as a reward.

After all, without opening up new territory, land only became scarcer the more it was bestowed. How could the king bear to do that?

Especially since Nalant was Bernard's vassal—if land were truly granted to him, it would have to be permanent.

So, being allowed to keep the spoils of war for himself was already unprecedented, and it could be considered worthy of his merits.

One had to know that these two months of the autumn campaign were essentially an unpaid obligation the minor nobles performed for their own lords.

Like the corvée labor of ancient times in his previous life, they had to do it whether they wanted to or not. Still, minor nobles were nobles after all, and their lords had to consider their feelings, so they would appropriately grant some benefits.

After hearing about the rewards, Nalant recalled the more than one thousand captured serfs Bernard had mentioned earlier.

"Lord Earl, how will those thousand-odd prisoners be dealt with next?"

"Hm?" Bernard froze, then looked at Nalant in puzzlement. "Nalant, those are all relatives of Daughters of Misfortune. Although there are such people in your territory as well, you should take in as few serfs like them as possible."

"If you truly want to expand your population, you can wait peacefully until the autumn campaign is over. Several of us earls and the king have all speculated that most of the population of Brock's Earl Territory will gather in Barnby's great earl city. Once