A strange world

[Dear sisters:

I'm sorry, I don't want to hide it from you, but I don't want you to worry even more... Please forgive my selfishness.

The second sister said that you like violets in a long poem. I can't think of a suitable poem. Xingyue Bay only has sea water and cold... But I found violets.

Don’t worry about me, everything is fine with me here]

Leila, who was holding the vase, arranged the violet flowers brought back by the fire crow and placed them in front of Itilia who put down the letter.

"Look at the flowers that little Annan sent back. Sister, just forgive him."

"This violet flower can feed a hundred people."

"You're here again." Leila helplessly moved Itilia's shoulders and asked her to look at the violet flowers in the vase. "This is a gift prepared by my brother to make you happy. He can't transport a cart of food." return."

It took Leila a long time to get Itilia to stop being angry with Annan, and she wiped the slight sweat from her forehead.

She has sacrificed so much for this family.

"You should quickly write back to Xiao Annan and say you forgive him."

"Don't...he has his own territory, why would he still care about the Osulund Territory? Let's let him wander outside by himself."

"Is our eldest sister angry because of this? It's so cute. Then let's ask our little brother to come back."

Itilia resisted and pushed away Leila's hand that was squeezing her cheek, and a red mark appeared on her delicate pale cheek: "Annan's territory has just started, and he still has many things to be busy with."

Leila crossed her arms and sneered: "What else can he do besides causing trouble? Maybe he found a bunch of elves to sleep with..."

Leila seemed to see Annan coming back from the future with a bunch of children with pointy ears and black hair. She succeeded in irritating herself, grabbed a quill and said angrily:

"I want this bastard to come back quickly!"

…

Annan wore a wolf skin outside the mage's robe to resist the severe cold in the morning.

Not far away, the residents were busily walking in front of the portal, moving piles of charcoal into the warehouse.

This charcoal is enough for Xingyue Bay to survive this cold winter, but the goods are still coming slowly on the road.

Because Breeze City no longer sends refugees, Annan asked Ingrid to register all the residents, and record their age, gender, and what they are good at.

Excluding Ingrid, the Cavaliers and the craftsmen, there are a total of 1,033 people in Annan. Old Zollen is the oldest and Shiloh is the youngest. Most of the rest are between 15 and 30 years old, with farmers and woodcutters as the majority. host.

No one ran away. When they were refugees, they suffered from hunger, dug through trash cans, fought with rats for food, and even lay down in taverns to pick up vomit residue... Now they have a warm place to live and plenty of food, and now they just want to praise the young and great The lord is generous and kind.

And the quality of the citizens cannot be said to be uneven, but those who can write their own names probably haven't screened "The Fall of the Mage Tower" as many times.

Therefore, three or four incidents of molestation and fighting occurred in Xingyue Bay these days. The prisoners were temporarily placed in temporary cells before Annan had time to see them.

The guard captain selected fifty people from the new subjects to join the guard reserve. The portal was annihilated. Annan came to the cell accompanied by Ingrid and ignored their pleas and said:

"One hundred trees for each of those who participated in the fight, and two hundred for each of those who molested women. If they forgive you, you can stay in the territory. If you don't forgive, you will be expelled from Xingyue Bay."

"Or if you try to escape, I won't stop you."

Several prisoners were overjoyed, but two local residents were frightened and begged. Winter is approaching, and several days of frost have caused the forest to shed its leaves. It will be difficult for them to survive being driven out of Xingyue Bay.

But Annan was not as kind as before: "Everyone must atone for the mistakes they have committed."

Ingrid was right to praise Annan for establishing his authority. Annan wanders around the territory all day long, responding to the greetings of his subjects, but familiarity will make the subjects lose their awe.

"This is not to establish majesty, it is the law of Xingyue Bay in the future." Annan told Ingrid the prototype of the laws he had imagined these days, such as about theft, robbery, molestation, and murder.

"But it's too serious..."

Ingrid agreed but did not support it, believing that such a law would be criticized. If placed in Breeze City, half of the nobles would be sentenced to death and the other half would be expelled from the city.

Not even Olmedo can afford that price.

"It's always been like this, isn't it?"

Annan's words stunned Ingrid.

The census also exposed an ongoing problem: the imbalance between men and women.

There are less than 100 women among the 1,000 residents, and more than 20 of them are still willing to follow Annan's female workers and their families.

Children, the elderly, women...their proportion among the refugees is negligible.

Annan was silent for a long time when he learned about this. He narrowly applied his own experience to those refugees, ignoring that no matter in the peaceful Pinglin Town or the prosperous Breeze City, poor people died every moment.

Countless people will freeze to death this winter.

On the way back to the big house, Annan saw a group of craftsmen arguing.

"You can't do this! It's ugly and ugly!"

"The Lord has agreed!"

"That's ugly! All the houses have the same orientation. Are you making coffins?"

A pudgy old craftsman rejected their plan, and after Annan approached him, asked for a piece of paper and pen, and drew a simple drawing - all the houses had the same appearance, neatly arranged along the street.

"Isn't this beautiful?" The other craftsmen didn't find the problem.

"Good-looking? Do you think this cold and lifeless thing looks good? It lacks natural beauty. Living in a place like this makes people desperate!"

"Then what will you do?" Annan asked him.

The pudgy old craftsman drew another picture, still a house with a sloping roof. He made slight changes to the eaves, doors and windows of each house to make the building natural and lively.

Annan was satisfied with this change: "You are their leader now."

The evening activity in Xingyue Bay is still "The Fall of the Mage Tower", but today there is an unexpected guest.

The magical image seemed to attract a certain being, wandering outside the camp. The first howler it discovered scared it away as soon as it approached, and returned to the outside of the camp not long after.

The captain of the guard summoned the knight, but it ran away again and disappeared without a trace.

Annan came to the woodland where it last disappeared. After a little hesitation, he placed a recording magic stone on the ground to activate it and released it to the late autumn forest.

They returned to the camp, and Annan went to check again the next morning. He recorded that the magic stone was missing, and there was a crystal in its original place.

Tree man? Elf? Or a druid?

Annan did not destroy this precious kindness and placed it on the desk in the big house.

As morning approached, the fire crow entered the big house with a cold wind. The note tied to the leg had only one sentence:

[Little Annan, you have to go home within one month. If you don't come back, my eldest sister and I will go find you! 】