Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 36: A sense of confusion from time and space
Faced with this uncertain situation, Ou Ni originally planned to find a suitable excuse to deal with this family, but now they are playing the victim. If word gets out, people will think that she cannot tolerate these orphans and widows.

How can she manage the remaining four small lords under her? Wouldn't this cause people to turn against her?

Therefore, when she was hesitant, Ouni decided to put the matter aside for the time being and did not mention anything else.

She felt that the problem did not need to be solved urgently and that time could be allowed to resolve it. The conditions for solving the problem were not yet ripe.

"You just stay here until I figure things out!" She kept the family in the lord's hall and arranged bedrooms for them.

As the number of affairs in the territory increased, she felt increasingly overwhelmed.

"Thank you for your kindness to your vassal, ma'am!" The family was grateful, as if Eunice had forgiven them and allowed them to continue staying in the territory.

Ounnie sneered in her heart, remained silent on her face, and became more alert in her heart because she realized that she seemed to be led by the other party.

She found that almost all the problems were caused by this girl named Polly. She was like all white girls, about 15 or 16 years old, with fair skin, beautiful face and long legs.

Maybe if someone changes their gender or has a slightly different orientation, they might get infected, but it doesn't work on her, because everyone looks like a "sheep scorpion" to her.

The family is not led by Ludwig's wife, but by the eldest daughter.

This is very wrong!
Just like when Field was still alive, her family status was higher than Field's. Usually only smart people can achieve a higher family status.

As night fell, Ouni invited them to dinner and deliberately asked Polly to sit next to her, intending to take this opportunity to test and confirm her guess.

Ou Ni didn't like her thoughts to be disturbed while she was eating, nor did she want her sleep to be disturbed, so the atmosphere at dinner was unusually peaceful.

As for Polly, she believed that when the suspicion reached 70%, the fact could basically be confirmed.

However, she was surprised to find that if she did not have the experience of her previous life to support her, she might not be as smart as the girl next to her.

Could it be that this girl had been playing dumb and pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger? This guess made Ouni feel very strange. Could it be that she was the real tiger?

Polly seemed flattered and expressed her gratitude, and the two had a deep conversation while they had dinner together.

"Are you saying that there are no men in Fjöldheim village now?" Ounnie asked casually while chewing the meat in her mouth.

Even though the truth had been confirmed, she couldn't help but wonder if she was being too suspicious.

"Yes, ma'am! I beg you to add some men to the village of Fjordheim."

Need a man? Ouni looked at her, waiting for further explanation.

"All the men in Fjordheim died in battle with my father, leaving only widows and children. If you issue a war mobilization order, we will not be able to fulfill our obligations as vassals."

Polly's face was filled with worry: "Failure to fulfill vassal obligations means that the territory will no longer have Viking gains, and Fjöldheim Village will disappear forever in hunger and cold."

"Hmm~" Ou Ni fell into silence. The other party's thinking was so clear that the last trace of doubt in her heart disappeared.

She really became the target of being played the pig and eaten the tiger.

This girl is not only smart, but also seems to be knowledgeable. All this is a well-designed trap, waiting for her to jump into.

"But now, every territory is short of men, and I really can't spare any manpower." Ounnie revealed her predicament while observing Polly's reaction.

"I heard from my father that you plan to capture villages in other towns again. If you can give us some male captives at that time, we are willing to use gold and silver as compensation." Polly suggested.

Ounnie's heart moved. Although there was no money left in Gotland, who could resist the glittering gold?

She imagined herself covered in gold and silver, with bracelets weighing seven or eight pounds, a crown weighing ten pounds, and the hilt of her sword and various decorations inlaid with gold.

The golden symbol of "Mane" seemed to flash in her eyes.

She wiped her saliva with a napkin. Her Chinese tradition made her remain reserved, as she felt that doing so would be too materialistic.

Before she knew it, she found herself persuaded and willing. It was too tempting to resist!
But she still had some doubts whether Polly really had so much gold.

After all, the Vikings were selfish, and the gold and silver they plundered were not used for trade, but mainly as burial objects, buried in a corner far away from the grave, hoping to use them after ascending to Valhalla and in the afterlife. Just like her, she still didn't know where the old and disrespectful old Deng of Feld buried the treasures plundered by the Vikings over the years.

She thought about this during the most difficult time when she was short of food, but eventually gave up.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Norse Vikings had such wealth but did not cause inflation.

Looking at Polly's sincere face, Ounnie realized that she had fallen into a trap and felt quite unhappy.

She had always considered herself a smart person, but now she had met someone who could outsmart her, so naturally she was unwilling to be manipulated.

After firmly rejecting the gold that flew towards her with angel wings, she came up with a plan.

Since the other party has intentions towards her, why doesn't she just turn the tables and take the other party away?
There is a saying that goes, "All the great talents in the world are like wild horses, and they are hard to control." She wanted to try to control Polly now. If she couldn't...

I'm sorry, since you are a smart person, if I don't use you, I will kill you!

Ouni immediately stood up and walked towards the room.

When she came out, she held in her arms an unlocked silver box, which she opened, and inside were several bunches of keys.

Inside are the keys to various houses including the armory, barn, and lord's hall.

She pushed the box in front of Polly and said, "I think you are good. It happens that the town of Skelwick is short of a chief minister. Would you like to take the position?"

Polly's pupils shrank, and she looked at Eunice in astonishment, smiled awkwardly, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Ouni didn't push him, she took a sip of soup and waited for the answer. She guessed that the other party was wondering if this was some kind of conspiracy on her part.

Just let her guess!

She wanted to see if this girl had the courage to take on this important task. The Chief Minister, or the Butler, was the third most important person in the territory besides her and Harold, and his real power was even higher than that of the High Priest.

Equivalent to "Ling Yin" and "Prime Minister" in ancient China.

So what if he was smart? He still couldn't escape her clutches and had to work for her!

The more smart people like this, the better. The more there are, the less worries she will have. As long as someone can handle the trivial matters for her, she can concentrate on training the troops.

So far, she had never trained the troops herself, but she rode the donkey once when they attacked the town of Sloam Falls.

Her romantic dream of becoming a female knight and grand master of a knightly order never had a chance to come true.

It's a joke that the Grand Master of the Knights of Huscarz can't even ride a horse.

My butt seemed to hurt again, and the memory of being kicked by a horse's hoof was still vivid in my mind.

"Have you thought it through? If not, take this box back and think about it slowly!" Ounnie wiped the corners of her mouth gently with a napkin, with a half-smile on her face.

She stood up slowly and walked to Ayana's side, whose belly looked round due to pregnancy.

After getting permission from Ayana to smile, she gently placed her ear against the bulging belly.

The posthumous baby of Yar in Ayana's belly is already eight months old. In two months, the heir of the family will be born into this world.

"Are you Margaret, or are you Alexander? Or perhaps, both?" she asked softly.

At this moment, Ounnie suddenly felt dizzy, as if her mind was confused about her location. She was locked in a hot spring water prison, and she couldn't help but shake her body slightly.

Polly stood by, holding a box tightly in her arms. She glanced at Eunnie and then looked down at the box in her hands.

Her hand stroked the box, and her face did not show the joy of being entrusted with an important task, but was filled with deep fear.

While Polly was in a daze, a terrified scream from Ayana broke through the air: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)