System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 1059 - 302: Submission or Death (10,000 Words)_6

Although Lynn was one of the youngest Lords she had ever seen...

He never showed any kindness to those greedy people who had no limits and only knew how to make outrageous demands.

Helena asked nearly word by word.

"Lord Lynn, how much do you want?"

Lynn naturally sensed the change in Helena’s tone.

It wasn’t just Helena.

Both Brick and Alex looked at him with a trace of resentment in their eyes.

Lynn directly ignored the gazes of the three, and said calmly.

"I need fifty percent of your Manor’s output!"

As soon as he said this.

Before Helena could speak, Brick, who stood still, immediately spoke.

"That’s absolutely impossible!"

The voice was so loud and urgent.

Even Helena and Alex were surprised, quickly turning their heads to look over.

Brick’s face was ashen, disregarding the gazes of the few, he continued to speak.

"My Orlando Manor owns no more than 20,000 acres of land."

"Every year we cultivate using the two-field system, with only 10,000 acres available for farming."

"Even if it’s all planted with barley, in a good year with favorable weather, producing around 120 pounds per acre, it’s just 1.2 million pounds!"

"In my Manor, there are a total of 1,200 people, plus poultry and livestock, consuming an average of 3 pounds of grain per person per day..."

"Over the course of 365 days a year, it requires nearly 1.1 million pounds for consumption!"

"And accounting for other outputs in the Manor."

"We can barely gather thirty percent of the output to contribute, while ensuring daily consumption."

Helena and Alex nodded slightly.

What Brick described was roughly the same for their Manors.

Brick looked directly at Lynn, continuing his words.

"If Lord Lynn insists on demanding fifty percent of the tribute..."

"Then pardon my rudeness, I choose to refuse to submit to you."

Helena’s eyes widened instantly, her face full of surprise.

As fellow Manor Lords in Alba Town, although not familiar, Helena knew Brick’s character quite well.

Obsessed to the core!

Particularly his fondness for young girls had reached a peculiar level known to everyone.

Helena never thought, in the face of Lynn’s greed and outrageous demand...

Brick would dare to stand up so decisively and say no to Lynn.

Alex’s face also showed disbelief.

On the throne.

Lynn’s eyes narrowed slightly, looking down at Brick below.

Brick naturally felt the gaze from everyone around him.

Perhaps because his heart was overly excited and angry.

Or maybe due to the pressure from everyone’s gaze.

Beads of sweat the size of beans covered Brick’s chubby face and neck.

Even the silken robe he wore was drenched in sweat.

Perhaps due to the fury within him being entirely consumed.

Brick’s subsequent words became somewhat hesitant.

"If... if I can’t even meet the Manor’s daily needs..."

"A Manor barely surviving is no different from being overhauled by Viscount Jon Zack, what’s the difference?"

Lynn stared directly at Brick, speaking in a deep voice.

"Is that so?"

"If Manor Lord Brick is unwilling, you can leave now!"

Hearing Lynn issue the order to leave.

Brick’s previously exhausted anger surged again.

Brick slightly bent over, after a formal gesture, turned to step behind him.

However.

After just one step, Brick’s anger was replaced by regret.

Brick realized Helena and Alex were still standing in place.

With no intention of leaving!

Lynn’s gaze shifted, sweeping over the still-standing Helena and Alex.

His deep voice resounded from his mouth again.

"If the two Manor Lords feel that fifty percent of the Manor’s total output as tribute is unacceptable, you can leave as well."

"And you can take your transported goods back to Alba Town!"

Helena’s heart was full of indecision.

Because of Lynn’s status, and because of his unquestionable tone, Helena felt pressured and couldn’t breathe.

Helena’s already ample chest rose and fell rapidly.

After hesitating for two seconds.

Helena quickly raised her head, looking at Lynn, and spoke earnestly.

"Lord Lynn, your demand is truly too high!"

"Could... could it be..."

"Could the tribute we submit be a bit less?"

"If possible, should there be any conflicts, upon your summoning, Helena is willing to gather all the Peasants and Guards in the Manor to respond."

"Even, Helena is willing to personally lead them into battle!"

Alex also looked at Lynn with anticipation.

Lynn maintained a calm demeanor, shaking his head twice, refusing.

"Fifty percent of the Manor’s total output!"

"Not one bit less!"

Despair engulfed Helena, her originally fair face turning even paler.

Her bright amber eyes dimmed.

Helena bent slightly, unconcerned with the view of her voluptuousness and the deep cleavage revealed before Lynn.

Helena was just about to express her thanks and take her leave, when Lynn’s voice suddenly rose.

"However..."

Helena’s mood, which had sunk to the bottom, instantly lifted her head.

Her eyes full of hope looked at Lynn on the throne.

Standing beside was Alex.

And Brick, who was deliberately walking slowly.

All rotated their gaze towards Lynn, waiting for his next words.

Lynn glanced at the three of them, then continued.

"Fifty percent of the Manor’s total output, not one bit less!"

"However, as the Lord whom you pledge your allegiance to, I can provide you with advanced farming tools and planting techniques."

Helena, a little unsure, repeated Lynn’s words.

"Advanced farming tools and planting techniques?"

Lynn nodded: "Heavy plows for tilling, drilling planting techniques, and the use of a three-field rotation system."

"If you plant according to the tools and techniques I provide..."

"Under equal sunlight and irrigation planting conditions, each acre of barley field can increase its yield by eighty to ninety pounds!"

Helena and the others’ eyes widened instantly.

"Increase by eighty to ninety pounds?"

"How is that possible?"