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Before he knew it, Ron had been in the frontier for a full year.

Summer has arrived again.

Ron had no worries about the duchy's inspection; someone like him was sure there wouldn't be any problems.

Basically, any lord who survives, unless forced to retreat to their manor, will be considered to have successfully expanded their territory.

Unfortunately, in this desolate wilderness, the two new lords who were Ron's contemporaries are both now buried with grass growing half a person's height on their graves.

Ron was enjoying the cool shade in the gazebo of his estate when he received the letter from Oaktown.

He lay on a wicker chair, with half a watermelon on a small table beside him. The watermelon had red flesh and black seeds, and a silver spoon stuck in it.

Liulichuan scooped out only the middle part of the food, spoonful by spoonful, and then put it into Ron's mouth.

Juicy and delicious, it's very satisfying.

She wiped her hands, opened the envelope, and read the letter to Ron. After reading it, she said with some concern:

"Ron, aren't we going to prepare anything?"

Ron, with his legs crossed, spoke casually:

"Just do it normally! If the other party is too greedy, there's no need to give them face."

"Also, you should use your job title when you're at work!"

"Yes, Master!!!"

The maid, Rurikawa, answered earnestly.

The lush green leaves swayed overhead, and dappled sunlight streamed through the gaps onto the two of them. Cecilia's little puppy lay in the shade, its tongue lolling out, unwilling to move.

Only Bella squatted behind the watermelon, peeling the rind with her little hands and sticking her head into the flesh to nibble. After a few bites, she looked up, her whole face flushed red.

Big White flew over and landed awkwardly on Ron's lap, making a "plop" sound, and rubbed his fingers with its wing.

Ron reached out and patted Baymax's head, then took a grape from the table and handed it to him. Baymax used both hands to catch it and flew over to share it with his big sister.

The chirping of cicadas could be heard from the trees not far away, making the courtyard feel so cozy at midday.

Ever since Ron demonstrated his first-tier knight strength, no one in this pioneering area has dared to speak loudly to him again.

The surrounding lords all sent people to deliver generous gifts and pay their respects. Even Baron Austin of Green Lake also prepared lavish gifts.

He stopped mentioning the port altogether. He was now genuinely afraid that Ron would try to take over his territory again, and he wouldn't be able to stop a full-fledged knight then.

Even Oakwood's attitude changed very smoothly, giving the impression that they didn't care what Ron wanted to do.

This year, a new pioneer lord was appointed in the Greenwood Wasteland, and he was enfeoffed in the former Stonebrook territory.

He should have been a viscount, but when he heard that a formal knight had appeared next to his territory, he quickly used his family connections to change the territory he was expanding.

Ron didn't stand on ceremony when he gave up Stone Creek Territory to a guy who had exchanged military merits for a title.

After figuring out their situation, they disguised themselves as bandits and wiped out the enemy.

They harvested a watermelon fairy bug (potion), a wheat, and a cabbage fairy bug.

He also brought back his more than a thousand serfs.

Having talent, connections, and youth allows one to be so arrogant.

However, Ron hadn't lost his mind and was eager to attack the surrounding lords.

These people are different from that unfortunate fellow who was granted a title for his military achievements. They are lords who have successfully expanded their territories, and each of them has their own complex interests involved.

We can't just kill them all; we can only slowly squeeze their living space.

As it is now, Ron has heard that Austin is planning to abandon the territory.

If Ron makes a move, the other side might surrender immediately, pay the ransom, and give up their territory.

But now is not the time to make a move against him. If we are to make a move, we must also eliminate the surrounding lords to prevent them from transferring all their assets out.

A week later, the duchy's inspection team arrived.

The leader was just a high-ranking knight's squire, so he naturally didn't dare to ask Ron for anything, but Ron still gave him an extra sum of money as usual.

"Baron Ron, this is your pioneering certificate. Please keep it safe." The other party handed it over respectfully.

Ron took the parchment, unfolded it, and glanced at it. The duchy's seal, the Marquis of Mammon's countersignature. He looked at it twice, then rolled it up.

After completing the inspection, the group headed to their next territory.

Ron held the paper certificate without any emotional reaction; to him, it was just a certificate that he didn't really need.

However, all his men became excited, and even old man Perrin's face turned red with excitement.

For them, this official certificate from their lord meant they could bestow knighthoods. That was the real reason for their excitement.

Ron naturally understood his subordinates' thoughts, and he didn't press them.

After all, they risked their lives to come to this open space with him to work hard, isn't that what they're after?!

The pie must be drawn up, but when it comes to rewarding merit, one cannot be stingy.

He raised his hand to quell the disorder among his men, and the area quickly quieted down.

Ron cleared his throat and said:

"Now that the territory has been officially established, I have seen everyone's contributions over the past year, and as the lord, I will not be stingy with the rewards that are due."

"Therefore, tomorrow I will hold the knighthood ceremony! I will bestow upon you land and honor."