I built a manor in the Middle Ages

Chapter 241 The Language of Black Sunflower
If Knightsburg was the brainchild of Luc, then the birth of little William added another layer of concern to Luc's heart.

This was a state of mind that Luc had never experienced before.

After having a child, Duss became very clingy, or rather, somewhat vulnerable.

Luc knew that his wife was a very strong person who always remained calm in the face of her family, but after having a child, he noticed that their relationship had become closer, especially since Luc had regained control of Tiha Village.

As Duss lay half-reclined on the bed, a trace of sadness appeared in her beautiful eyes when she heard Luc say that all the original free peasants in the village had left, and only eighty-odd serfs remained in the village divided between north and south.
"My dear, if possible, you should relocate all the serfs from Tiha Village to Knight's Castle. After all, the land here is blessed by God and will be much more prosperous."

Lisa and Julie took great care of Duss, while Luc, who usually didn't pay much attention to her daily life, was unusually present to supervise.

After all, postpartum care is a very important matter, and many new mothers suffer from lifelong complications due to inadequate care during this period.

Hearing Duss's somewhat naive words, Luc could only shake his head with a smile.

Everything has its advantages and disadvantages.

Luc has put in a lot of effort to legalize composting, or rather, he has used religious pretexts to gain influence, and now it's time for some backlash.

"Let them stay in Tiha Village. After all, the land there is fertile land and a plain."

“Once the temple is repaired and a church is built in Tiha village, God will naturally bless that land.”

Luc tucked the blanket around Duss; she'd been feeling cold a lot lately.

"Darling, are you saying that churches built in the name of the Temple Restoration Society can bless the land with bountiful harvests?" Duss keenly sensed the information in Luc's words and asked with wide eyes.

"Maybe, maybe not."

Luc smiled meaningfully and said, "That depends on the situation."

The construction team had already set up the building, and it wasn't difficult to do so. Only five or six core members were needed, while the remaining lower-level craftsmen were handled by local slaves.

After offering Duss a few more words of comfort, Luc walked down the stairs.

As the lord of Knightsburg, Luke's child enjoyed the highest level of treatment in the manor from the moment he was born.

"Good day, sir!"

Good day, Amy. Did you feed little William today?

Standing before Luc, Amy, whose figure was no longer slender and had even become somewhat plump, laughed heartily, "Yes, sir, I just put the young master to sleep."

"You don't know, young master William has a huge appetite. He'll definitely inherit your bravery in the future!"

"I think so too. Let's go get three eggs from the cook."

"Thank you, sir!"

Watching Amy walk away, Luc sighed with emotion.

Since the birth of their child, he and Dusi have basically not needed to spend too much energy on the child.

Amy and other newborn mothers with plenty of milk took turns breastfeeding, Duss was cared for by maids, nutritious meals were prepared by a cook, the children's nighttime care and health were entrusted to Lynn, and old Eck was in charge of everything.

Duss is alright; she can still hold little William often.

Luke basically only checks on the child twice a day, morning and evening, to see how he's grown a bit and whose skin is no longer wrinkled but smooth and fair. He spends the rest of his time traveling around Knightsburg.

"master!"

A hoarse voice interrupted Luke's thoughts.

"Sir, I have selected two assistants from Ward Village who are willing to follow me. Please take a look."

"Oh, Thor, did you tell them about the treatment?"

Standing in front of the castle gate was none other than Saul, the stonemason and core member of Luc's construction team.

"I told you, you will give them enough wages, and families can get a tenth discount on farm tools."

"To be honest, your consideration for the stonemason is something I have never seen before, and I have great respect for it."

Looking at Thor's solemn demeanor, Luc shrugged. It was just a small favor; as the uncrowned king of Knightsburg, it meant nothing. In this land, Luc's words were law.

"However, I still have some suggestions for you."

"Oh? What suggestions?"

Back in Makonshire from the Church of Resonance, Saul dreamed of completing an outstanding graduation project. In fact, according to the usual rules, Saul could have graduated long ago.

However, Saul always hoped to complete an exceptionally excellent work in his mind as his debut and masterpiece, which is why the other stonemasons ridiculed him.

Because his idea was too far-fetched.

Neither Rome nor the current royal palaces have ever produced the buildings he envisioned.

So Luc used the promise of helping him complete his magnificent graduation project as bait, and sure enough, he easily lured Thor back to Knightsburg.

There's nothing you can do; even Luc can't sway a seasoned stonemason.
Seeing Thor suddenly appear in front of the castle gates surprised Luke slightly.

Everyone has a different personality, especially Luc's private artisans: Oliver is arrogant, Myman is innocent, Paul is reliable but has a peasant-like cunning, Jason is calm, and Saul is stern and stubborn as an ox.

“Sir, I want to complete that magnificent church more than anyone else, but I must admit that neither you nor I have the ability to do so at present.”

Thor stared into Luke's eyes and spoke bluntly.

"Therefore, I think that instead of building it now, I should take the assistants you assigned to me to accumulate experience, integrate my ideas into new churches, and eventually build real churches."

Saul's tone was flat, but the implication was that he would do the same even if Luc disagreed.

"You mean you want to go and repair Old Pons' church first?"

"Yes."

Luke turned his head to look southeast.

Since the north and south were connected, the small road in the southeast was no longer the only passage.

Luc had a blueprint in mind for the plan of Knightsburg: the north bank would be a self-sufficient manor, and the south bank would be the site of several future serf villages, markets, and a cathedral.

The outer perimeter, on the other hand, controls all the key passes and routes.

For example, the path in the southeast and the wild boar cave in the south.

If possible, Luc wanted to build two watchtowers and arrow towers.

“Here’s what we’ll do. Go to Tiha Village and build a church there. The mill there has been destroyed, and the local serfs are having a hard time even grinding flour. Go there and build a church. I’ll get some grain from Makon County and send it back to them to work as laborers.”

Since Tiha Village cannot currently provide support to the manor, it cannot be a burden on the manor either. Luc plans to temporarily support them through work-for-relief programs.

Moreover, the church paid the wages.

Secondly, now that it has become his fief, he will definitely carry out large-scale construction and renovation, and take this opportunity to let the local serfs get used to how large-scale projects are done.

Just as Luc was giving instructions to Saul, outside the valley at Cooper Castle, the old butler was serving Berry's food on a low table.

“Butler Keller, my father asked you to fetch some more wine.”

In the narrow corridor, Finn suddenly appeared in front of the butler, and with a smile, he greeted the butler with a puzzled look:
"My swordsmanship has improved quite a bit today. My father said he would reward me with a glass of wine. Please go and get it."

"As for the food, I will bring it up."

“Young Master Finn, you are so filial. Alright, I’ll go get the wine. You bring out the roasted honey rabbit, which is the master’s favorite.”

Old Keller smiled and handed the food to Finn, then turned and walked toward the cellar.

As Finn watched the other person's figure disappear, his withered right hand quickly pulled out a handful of fine black nightshade powder from his pocket and sprinkled it evenly on the surface.

Inside the dimly lit castle, Finn sniffed hard to make sure there was no unusual smell. His smile widened and eventually formed an eerie arc.

(End of this chapter)