Be A Lord Starting Today

"Congratulations to the host, the city population of St. Naruto is +1000, and the average loyalty is 50.

After Hatch and Francis announced the conditions for distributing the food, the number of people who surrendered to Don Juan in the city of St. Narita immediately increased by 1,000.

Don Juan thought it was good: "Hatch, arrange for these refugees to rebuild the ruins of St. Nerit. Each person is paid ten copper coins per day."

What Don Juan needs most is to rebuild Saint Nine Twitter as soon as possible. Once this big city that once belonged to the church falls, it will definitely attract the attention of the entire empire and even other countries.

The believers of the church spread across every corner of the mainland, and Don Juan was very troubled. Let alone whether the army of the Slanted Moon City could successfully fight against the army of the evil disaster, destroying the church might cause the entire continent to stare at Don Juan.

Therefore, Don Juan must rebuild St. Nerut as quickly as possible, and "470" increased the loyalty of the civilians in the city. Besides, those who refused to surrender had to be driven out.

Don Juan heard the shouts of the civilians outside the door, probably for the sake of fighting for food. At this time Hutch came from outside the door.

"My lord, this commoner of St. Nerut has never seen the delicacies of the Oblique Moon City." Hutch revealed a look of contempt in the corner of his eyes.

As citizens of the prosperous cities on the entire continent, believers under the Pope's crown have never even eaten such things as sweet cookies.

This further strengthened Hatch's idea that the Oblique Moon City is the most advanced city in the world!

"My lord, at present our troops have rested and are ready to attack the temple soldiers on the east and south walls."

Don Juan looked at the map drawn by the soldiers. There were five towers on the eastern wall, but almost all the towers on the southern wall were in the hands of the Templars.

On the night of fighting against the Iron Man ten days ago, some Templar knights retreated on the city wall after seeing the fall of the Temple. The western section of the city wall was successfully discarded, and the team was successfully transferred to the east and south sections.

It was like guerrilla warfare, and the Templars knew the terrain of the city far better than the Guards.

Now, the winches and crossbow bolts on the eastern wall belong to the Templars. It was possible to shoot Don Juan's servants at a distance of three hundred meters.

This is indeed a thorny question.

Don Juan paced around the temple for a while, and said, "It's a good way that things like crossbows and arrows can't hurt Kuntihardt."

"But Kuntihart has fallen into a deep sleep." Hutch said.

"What?" Don Juan didn't expect this, he quickly walked out of the dilapidated temple and headed towards the open space in the barracks ahead.

Kuntihardt's thirty-meter-long body was entangled in the open space, but he was sleeping peacefully.

"Hello?" Don Juan touched his head with his hand.

The others stood behind Don Juan in fear.

Quinty didn't move.

"System, can you detect Kunti's status?"

"Kuntihart is digesting food, dragons use energy crystal cores and other magical items, and will fall into a deep sleep during the digestion process."

The mechanical sound of the system gave Don Juan a hint. This surprised Don Juan.

It turned out that in the rumors, these dragons looted gold and silver treasures everywhere in order to find enchanted items, and after devouring them, they could fall into a deep sleep and absorb these items.

Damn, isn't it true that there is no air force now, and Tang Juan can only find a way to deal with the enemies on the east and south walls?

After pondering for a moment, Don Juan said to Hatch and Francis behind him: "Fran, you have guarded the east and south sections of the city wall for a long time, so you should know the structure of the city wall?"

Francis nodded: "Report sir, we know."

"The remaining group of Templar knights are probably elites, and they have weapons on the city wall, so they can target us at any time. If we are not careful, we may lose the battle like the escaped Alexander."

Don Juan is pacing on the spot, as if he is meditating.

"So what are we going to do?" Fran asked.

Don Juan finally stopped and said: "We make cakes."

"We can storm—huh? Make a cake?" Hatch and Fran were shocked at the same time.

Why doesn't Master Don Juan play his cards according to the routine?

"Hatch, go and bring the cook from our army, let him make all kinds of delicious pastries, grill steaks, and clear out a house under the city wall for selling food."

Don Juan said again: "Fran, your people are responsible for sealing the inside and outside of the city wall, as long as you ensure that these Templars will not escape from the inside of the city wall... 0"

"As you order, my lord."

Fran and Hatch nodded at the same time and went to do it immediately. Never questioned Don Juan's decision, but couldn't figure out what Don Juan was going to do.

At the same time, it was far away from the city of St. Nerit, approaching the northwest direction.

Riding a white horse, galloping across the field.

"Damn it, the city is just ahead, I can't starve to death here, absolutely not." Alexander V tightly grasped the god's crystal ball, put the crystal ball into his bag, and ran towards the distant city .

Ahead is the rumored city of the most devout believers, the city of Castelmere. The white city walls stood proudly over the moor, surrounded by granaries, mills and small towns scattered in the fields.

There is also a clear stream flowing down from the high mountain on the west side - Bailang River nearby, which has been penetrating into the side gate of the city of Castelmere.

Alexander V wore a cloak and rushed forward, and the white horse was dripping with blood and sweat. Since St. Nerrett took it out, he has not stopped running wildly.

Suddenly, the horse fell to the ground suddenly and couldn't get up again.

Several hunters came down from the mountain carrying their prey, and saw a man in a gorgeous robe lying down in the wild.

Out of instinct, they immediately ran forward to check.

"Is this the master of the city?"

"Water, water!" Alexander V shouted with the last bit of strength.

"Quickly, where are your leather bags?" The hunter next to him immediately untied the leather water bag at his waist and gave Alexander V a mouthful of water.

At this time, Alexander V recovered some sanity.

He braced himself to stand up.

"It turned out to be a group of civilians." Alexander V said disappointedly.

At this time, the civilians hurriedly fell to their knees.

"Master, we are just civilians, please spare your life." The hunters hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"Oh? Are you poaching?" Alexander V's eyes stayed on a wild deer they carried down the mountain.

"Don't worry, people of the gods, I swear by the gods that you will not be sentenced to death." Alexander V immediately said with his usual magic stick posture. .