Mountain and Forest Kingdom

The fleet set out with one hundred people and returned with five hundred people.

The residents of Shuicheng, the Durila people, as well as the Pumixiu people and southern barbarians who came to help defend themselves all stood on the beach waiting for the big ship to approach.

People used big ropes to pull the boat to the shore. When it could no longer be pulled, the people on the boat drove various people off the boat.

The trackers sat aside and waited, waiting for everyone to get off and continue pulling the boat.

Lawrence stood on the flat ground a hundred meters away from the sea, surrounded by a guard team composed of Cloda people.

Count Sider's men came over quickly.

This time the count's person in charge is Baron Rodney, and the one with the highest combat effectiveness is Baron Durand.

Viscounts are usually civil servants, and the earls' subordinates are usually barons.

After Rodney came over, he put his sword on the ground and said with a smile: "Prophet, thank you for your guidance. This time we brought back a lot of treasures."

Lawrence nodded, "I heard from Beow and Fleiss that Durand first rushed into the wooden walls of the nobles this time, and entered the several-meter-high wall to kill everyone."

Durand heard Lawrence's praise and said happily: "These people are too weak, especially the noble we captured. He was so scared that he wet his pants! Hahahaha!"

Lawrence smiled and said: "They have been at peace for a long time and have long forgotten the foundation of being a noble. They always think that playing with those valuable things is a manifestation of the noble blood. They have completely forgotten what the most important power a noble should have."

"Although my people can bring back the treasure this time, your heroic performance makes me feel that the previous decision was correct."

"The darker the night, the brighter the stars. You have gone through waves and dangers and brought back victory, so naturally our God will not allow you to go home disappointed."

"I allow you to take one third of the treasure this time."

Durand was mainly responsible for fighting and looked at Rodney at this time.

Baron Rodney quickly knelt down and said: "Thank you for your mercy, great prophet, we are very grateful for your gift! Please allow us to fight with you next year!"

Durand also knelt down.

In barbarian culture, this represents surrender.

One third of the reward is not too much, but too much.

Normally, 80% of the harvest brought back from the sea would be given to the lord or king, and then the noble leaders would share 10%, and the rest would be given to the warriors who licked the blood from their swords.

For example, if you rob a box of treasure, of course you give it to the leader.

It would be a very high benefit for the little minions below to get some food and wine, and at most they would be some metals that are not easily liquidated, as well as their own private treasures.

Lawrence gave too much!

Of course Lawrence knew he gave too much, but he was always so generous.

"Beow, Fleiss, I also allow you to choose the spoils first."

Fleiss said quickly: "Thank you, prophet of mercy!"

Beow was young and energetic, and said directly: "Prophet, I don't need a reward, I just hope that I can continue to bring you more treasures next time!"

Lawrence said: "Very well, son, both God and I understand your loyalty, but God will not let your efforts go without reward. Everyone should get his share of reward."

"If God feels that you should not take it, He will give you other rewards. Although I did not go with you this time, God has not forgotten my efforts."

"So you are the same as me. We should all get our own rewards, but remember not to be too greedy and take away the rewards that do not belong to you."

Beow asked, "Prophet, I don't know how much I should take."

Lawrence said: "Then it's up to me to distribute it. Let me take a look at the harvest this time."

Everyone became relaxed.

Whether it is Fleiss, Durand and Rodney, they all trust Lawrence's distribution.

In this arrogant and unreasonable area, Lawrence, who can sit down and reason, is undoubtedly the fairest sage.

Strong, kind, generous, and willing to provide guidance and help to everyone.

Where can I find such a good prophet?

After Lawrence was willing to do justice, everyone took out the things in their cabins.

The people from Water City quickly got off the boat, and Lawrence saw those people standing in the distance wanting to talk, but not daring to get close to him.

"Welcome, new people." Lawrence repeated to these people in the language he learned from the nuns in advance. "Here you will have bread to eat and warm houses to live in. Your compatriots will tell you the specific things. ."

"Now, follow your compatriots and divide them into families, men and women first living separately."

"Someone will check your body, and if you have any disease, we will treat you."

People from Water City quickly took these relatives and friends to dinner. There were more than 300 people, some were forced, and some came on their own initiative after being persuaded.

In addition to these people, there were more than fifty people from the aristocratic class, including noble knights, marquises and viscounts, and their ladies, as well as young ladies and some servants.

The Marquis of York of the Northern Kingdom of Harakon was brought down by two barbarians, and he knelt on the beach in embarrassment.

Lawrence looked at the old Marquis. He seemed to be in very bad spirits. His curly black and white hair looked like it hadn't been washed for more than a month. The aristocratic clothes on his body were in good condition.

Not only the marquis, but also the clothes on the surrounding noble men and women who followed were not torn off by violence.

"I am the prophet here, Lawrence Crowfeather, equivalent to your lord there."

Lawrence took the initiative to introduce himself, "I already know you from your people, Marquis of York."

People from the Water City quickly helped translate Lawrence's words to the Marquis of York.

The Marquis of York stood up straight and looked at Lawrence. Although he wanted to maintain his aristocratic demeanor, he still felt guilty and said: "What are you going to do to me?"

With translation, there is an opportunity for communication between the two parties.

Lawrence said: "I will not kill you, but please keep quiet during this period until your king pays the ransom and exchanges you back."

The Marquis of York said quickly: "I have a lot of money! It's all in my territory. You can get it and let me go!"

Lawrence looked thoughtful. His originally rigid thinking was to exchange people for ransom, so that a nobleman could exchange for a shipload of goods, which was more useful than cattle and sheep.

But the words of the Marquis of York... I have to say that they are very heartwarming.

However, robbery can only last for a period of time, not for a long time.

Lawrence has always hoped to use robbery to stop robbery, hoping to live in peace and turn extremely risky robbery into normal trade.

"In a while, a caravan from the West will come. It shouldn't take too long to arrive."

"During this time we can discuss the ransom. I will let you go back and sell you weapons and armor so that you can defend yourself against attacks from other barbarians."

The Marquis of York looked at Lawrence in astonishment.

Not only the Marquis of York, but also Fleiss and Durand were also puzzled and didn't understand why they did this.

Even though they don’t understand it, Lawrence is absolutely here!