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To be Prince of Europe

This is medieval Europe, yet not the real Europe. Because here, in addition to everything original from medieval Europe, there inexplicably exist mages, demihumans, monsters, and all sorts of dangerous and powerful creatures. Damian, who reincarnated here by accident, how will he survive in this strange European continent full of magical colors? "Don't worry, everything will be fine," Damian smiled after looking at the war system interface in front of him. "If it's just about surviving here, there shouldn't be a problem." The adventurous courage and passion, the blood and fire of war, the intrigues and power struggles of the court. Defeating dangerous enemies, gaining reliable allies, upgrading one's own system abilities, cultivating a powerful army unique to oneself, encountering various charming women, and finally——standing at the top of Europe amidst the adoration of the masses. In fact, he originally just wanted to survive on this medieval European continent. But unknowingly... power, wealth, authority, women, everything silently fell into his hands, until he became the prince of the entire Europe. "So, who exactly is spreading rumors that I became the prince by relying on my lower half??"

Savnd · Fantasie
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59 Chs

Two tasks

Conosa who hadn't reacted immediately even didn't have time to get angry, she just picked up the blanket to cover her body and then questioned Damian, "Wait, why wasn't your first reaction to close the door and then apologize?"

Because Damian didn't show humility. Such a reaction seemed to make the Countess believe that she was at a disadvantage in her status struggle with Damian.

In the Middle Ages, the hierarchy of feudal aristocrats was far more important than the friendship between men and women. For most political figures, gender and chastity were just precious resources that could be traded.

Actually, Constance considers herself noble only because the values exhibited by others fall far below her expectations. She take a shine to Damian was not only because of his timely assistance but also because his value far exceeded others'.

Even Conosa herself didn't realize this.

In fact, Damian wasn't very clear about it either.

But as a son of a knight, and a monk of the church without divine products, marrying the Countess eventually was undoubtedly Damian's current life goal.

 Constance looked at Damian with a blush on her face, while feeling shy inwardly, there was also a slight sense of dissatisfaction.

Damian smiled slightly and was about to turn around and leave, but Conosa opened her clean arms and said, "Come, help me change clothes."

"What...?"

The Countess's actions caught Damian off guard for a moment.

It wasn't something that happened during the reign of Louis XVI of France. Even in the Roman Republic era, the way those nobles showed favor and goodwill to their subordinates was by having close subordinates dress them, proving their humility, loyalty, and the trust their superiors had in them.

In Europe, this custom still existed, but it was only for official positions, namely the so-called Master of the Wardrobe.

In short, Conosa really opened her arms, revealing her delicate figure to Damian.

Joan, who was standing aside, blushed and turned her head, getting up hastily but not leaving directly.

Hesitated for a moment, Damian also made up his mind and boldly walked in.

He picked up the dress from the bed, gently grabbed Conosa's arm, slowly threading the dress over her snow-white cheeks, then slipping it over her quivering chest, cinching the dress at her slender waist with a belt, and finally smoothing the long skirt down her lithe legs.

At last, he put on Conosa the clean white socks and exquisite little shoes.

Medieval shoes were all soft-soled. They hurt the feet and were prone to bleeding when walking, but Conosa's feet remained white and unmarked, apparently raised in comfort since childhood, without laboring on the ground.

Suddenly Damian had an idea.

He could try developing hard-soled shoes that were easy to move in, which would be effective for both marching and daily life.

"Alright… you can leave now."

Actually, Conosa's earlier detaining was just an impulsive remark. Because of the constraints on women by the medieval church, she had never been dressed or undressed by a man, not even a male servant.

When Damian helped her dress just now, she almost lost her breath due to nervousness.

For some reason, at this moment, looking at Damian, Conosa had the illusion of just being newlywed.

"Wait, Count! Didn't we call Brother Damian over to discuss the threats from your brother?" Knight Joan hastily stopped Conosa's nonsense.

"Oh, right, my mistake." Conosa hastily grabbed Damian again and sat down at the table.

It was then that Damian finally understood what had happened.

Conosa had several brothers scattered in surrounding countries. The one closest to Conosa was nicknamed 'the Wild Boar,' the Count of Milhaus in the northwest of Weimar County, Schmalen von Nosnberg.

The Weimar County is located in a fertile basin, rarely affected by war, thus boasting several economically developed towns such as Mirlhaus, Jena, Weimar, and Elbert.

Consequently, there are several counts coexisting here, competing for ultimate rule.

Schmalen is Conosa's elder brother, capable of mobilizing over a hundred knights and more than four hundred semi-professional soldiers on his territory, making him a formidable opponent.

Although Conosa currently has two hundred knights on the books, most of them are unable to respond immediately to battle. Some have died in combat, some have fallen into poverty, and some have already begun to show signs of disloyalty.

It is still summer, but once autumn arrives, most knights will no longer be busy with household chores and will surely gather for invasion.

"How should we defend?" Damian frowned.

According to normal military strategy, of course, they should shut the gates and hide in the castle until winter comes, when Schmalen would have to return home to avoid freezing to death.

But Gothingen County can't withstand the ravages of a second war.

[Main Quest Trigger: Just as Gothingen County has settled down, it faces another war crisis as the countess's brothers eye the count's position. Requirement: Resolve the invasion crisis by Schmalen. Reward: Random special barracks building.]

Damian's eyes lit up at the main quest's reward, instantly boosting his morale.

"Although it's dangerous right now, there's still some time before autumn. We should expedite the investigation into Schmalen's enemies in Weimar County, form alliances, disrupt the enemy's rear. Meanwhile, governance in the territory should be strengthened to prevent the knights' betrayal…" Damian pondered, laying out his plans.

Just as he was speaking, the knight Joan interjected, "What about your group of bandit knights?"

"You mean Jeffrey…" After some thought, Damian said, "It's not convenient to deploy them temporarily. But personally, I believe these are just minor tactics. My lady, could you grant them a fief in the future?"

"That depends on their merits," Conosa recalled the earlier caress, blushing again.

Damian smiled confidently upon hearing this.

But just as everyone was settling on their strategy, another piece of unsettling news arrived.

The bishop of Gothingen County, Matt, received instructions from above to appoint a venerable old bishop as the dean of the monastery in Gothingen County.

However, this old bishop happens to be the uncle of the duke of Lorraine Principality and is also considered a distant relative of Conosa. He wields considerable influence in the surrounding areas.

With such a figure arriving, it is certain to aid the royal family in their rule over Gothingen County.

How should Conosa respond?

If any minor mishap occurs, she could be expelled from the clergy, leading to ruin. In such a case, not only would she lose her territory, but she would also lose her personal freedom.

The pitiful women imprisoned in the monastery after their failures ultimately end up living out their days in loneliness, their tragic fate evoking pity from anyone who hears of it.

[Sudden Task: In this dangerous situation, a new dean arrives at the monastery, causing even more turmoil in the territory. How will you stabilize the situation? Requirement: Resolve the threat of the dean. Reward: Random religious building.]