Son of the Olden Days

"From now on, Ms. Beth Battier next to me will be responsible for counting your merits. Tomorrow everyone can take the initiative to register with her, and then you will become the first group of leaders in the territory."

Saul smiled and took a step back, then shook his chin and motioned Beth to come over and say something.

Beth hesitated when she was suddenly pushed to the front. She actually didn't like to show her face because of the scars on her face. Even though Saul had prepared a half-faced silver mask for her now, the psychological resistance still existed.

But when she raised her head to see Thor's gentle and encouraging gaze, Beth also smiled, fluffed her hair, and secretly encouraged herself to walk in front of others. In fact, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter how the world thinks about yourself, as long as you have his eyes on it.

Saul knew that Beth was in a good family when she was a child, but she gradually declined due to some reasons. She had entered the local monastery in her hometown to study, so this kind of literacy demographic work was no problem for her.

Not only Beth, but Thor beckoned to the rear of the crowd, and called Stant and Diller over to introduce them to the leaders.

Somewhat funny is that Stant didn't attract much attention, but Diller got more attention.

After all, there are goblins and orcs around here, and people are very receptive to foreign races. Lizardman Stein looks very different from humans, but Diller looks like a human, but is short and small, and it is inevitable to be stared at by curious people.

After the introduction, an older man walked out of the leaders on the square, and slightly bent over to Sol by his chest.

"Honorable Lord, then we..." The old man said while looking at the crowd behind him. The eyes of those people were burning with enthusiastic eyes, and they seemed to want to immediately invest in the construction of the territory to earn the so-called merits. .

"No hurry, get enough energy first, and start working from tomorrow. As for now...If you are really sleepy, you can go to rest first, and the rest will come to two skilled cooks and process the food. Everyone has a full meal first."

"There is one more thing starting tonight, Stanter, you pick a few people, help them determine the shift positions for the night, and then let them change their posts to eat." Sol said, while telling Shi Tante makes arrangements.

When things were arranged, Thor and Beth walked around and looked around. The place was so small that they could read them in a few glances.

There are eleven buildings in total. In addition to the eight-family houses, there are two barns, which are piled up with the harvest of this autumn, but the number is very poor. The remaining one seems to be a utility room, stacked with many old farm tools and firewood.

The buildings in the village are all made of wood. They are very shabby after years of dilapidation, so let's use them first, anyway they will be rebuilt later.

According to the population here, it can barely be regarded as a small settlement. The settlement is already close to the foot of the mountain range, and those who are usually on duty only need to ensure safety in three directions.

Back in the square, the three cooks were busy with their hands. One can tell at a glance that they have little experience in handling food. Of course, it is also possible that Sol brought out too many kinds of food, not only whole grains, fruits and vegetables, but also fresh food. meat.

The people in the square were not idle, and no one went to sleep, so as not to miss this rare and hearty meal. They took the initiative to clean the ground, helped set up the fire and pot, then brought the tables and stools to be placed, and then they all carefully polished them.

For a moment itchy hands, Thor and Beth also joined the ranks of food handling.

The surrounding leaders all watched curiously. They didn't expect that the lord could cook. The key was that he would prepare food for the leaders himself. Everyone was grateful.

These foods Thor prepared a lot during the journey, all stuffed into the ring. He originally wanted to try the storage limit of his space ring, who knows that it is almost out of money to buy it and it is not full. Sol had to stop, leaving a bag of silver coins for later use.

Soon one after another fragrant food came out, there were fragrant bread and grilled chicken meat, delicious side dishes, and a large pot of vegetable broth.

Finally, Sol unplugged the two barrels of wine and greeted everyone to come and divide the wine. A barrel of slightly stronger ale was for men, and a barrel of sweet and sour fruit wine was for elderly women and children.

After Sol nodded, everyone took their seats, feeling a little bit emotional and embarrassed for a while. He said a few words casually, and after two more rounds of cups with everyone, Saul waved his hand, and the sumptuous night banquet finally began in laughter and laughter.

Stanter arranged for six young men and women to light a bonfire and keep them in three directions. At the entrance of the village, there were only four people sitting at Sol. No matter which direction an enemy comes in the wilderness, everyone can instantly draw their swords to support them.

"Now Beth is in charge of the merit records and population statistics. Stanter will start training tomorrow with the young adults in the village. My requirement is to master the basic combat abilities as quickly as possible. Isn't it a problem?" Saul smiled. Clinked glasses with Stant.

"No problem, are you going to destroy the goblin?" Steant asked.

"If it is eliminated, the four of us will be enough. I heard that every time we plunder, there are no powerful individuals among the little things holding stones and sticks. Maybe there will be a few in their camp."

"It is said that every time they will plunder every three or four months. This time last week it happened to be the end of the autumn harvest. Next, we will have plenty of time. I plan to use this time to bring together Ash Tree Stumps and the population of Tidal Village. ."

"Otherwise, if we don't have enough manpower, it will be more tiring to catch than to kill, and the number of slaves is larger than the manager is also a troublesome problem. Anyway, free labor such as goblins can't be wasted, what do you think?" Sol and his partners discussed With.

"Will this racial integration bring chaos?" Beth asked.

"My temporary idea is that instead of destroying it, it is better to capture them, and then all become slaves, so that they will gradually turn from slaves to leaders in the work of building the territory. As for the future, the living areas of various races must be divided."

"Since our goal is to accommodate a free city of alien races, more and more races will be added in the future. We must gradually adapt in the early stage, and then formulate the unique rules of the territory."

After Saul answered roughly, he turned to look at Diller.

"How is your trap playing?" Sol asked.

I don’t know why, Diller likes Sol’s way of communication very much. For example, he didn’t ask you if you would set up traps. Although the two sentences seem to say the same thing, they feel different.

"Normally." Diller shook the jar with rare modesty.

"Then from tomorrow, you will take a few people to rebuild the defense around the village. Materials are limited, so let's use wooden fences first. Strong enemies can't prevent it, and defense against wild beasts is still okay."

"Leave a front entrance on the front. The direction of the side swamp does not need protection for the time being. Leave a certain place for expansion, otherwise it will be troublesome to remove the guardrail at that time."

"If you have a hand, the eighteen people will be divided into two groups. In the morning, Stanter will take the people to train, and you will take the people to cut the wood, build the house and the fence. In the afternoon, there will be no problem with the replacement of your hands.

There were 27 people in the entire settlement, two elderly people, and seven children. The remaining eighteen are all young men and women, eight men and ten women. This is the current state of the territory's people.

"Beth is here to organize and distribute the management materials for the elderly and children, and at the same time count the merits and the situation of each family and members, and then I think about what else needs to be arranged." Sol muttered and fell into thought.

"Wait, it doesn't seem right. You all arranged things for the three of us, so what do you do?" Diller suddenly recalled that the four people on this road have become very familiar with each other, and they often make jokes with each other.

"Of course I am in charge of the most important part, observing, observing all kinds of things!" Sol made a face as if I was very busy.

"Damn it, you watch the fart, I suspect you are lazy?" Diller quit.

"Don't doubt, I'm just lazy, the lord must always have the style of the lord. You have to get used to living without me, otherwise I will go out to play in the future, will you not live without me?" Saul rolled his eyes.

"Do you still want to go out to play? Would you take me?" Beth blinked, first questioned, and then hurriedly asked.

"As long as you behave well, you must bring it." Saul nodded and looked at Beth affectionately.

"No, what should I do if you leave? Can the lord leave the territory casually?" Steant stretched his neck.

"I thought very clearly from the beginning. After the territory is stabilized, the lord will work for a month, and we will rotate like this. Then half a year later, a suitable lord will be determined. The four of us will vote. After voting, a suitable person will be re-elected."

"Think about it, female lord, halfling lord, lizardman lord, what a decent thing it is to brag about this." Saul kept bewildering.

The other three blinked, thinking...this seems like a pit!

"You want to be beautiful!" The three looked at each other, and suddenly turned to Saul in unison.

"This is not a question of whether you want to be beautiful or not. This is the territory's system. Then it will be publicized in the territory. What are you worried about? Anyway, you will have to vote at that time, and it will not rely on forced assignment."

Saul gave a sure smile, then put Beth in his arms.

Diller looked at the two of Saul, blinked, and suddenly pointed at Stanter.

"Haha, Greenskin, it's you. I agree with this system. Now we have three votes." Diller laughed.

"That's impossible, I'm very busy, and there are many big things to do. By the way, I'm in my adventure practice..." Stanter shook his head darkly, and then he seemed to remember something suddenly.

"You're right, dwarf, I agree with this system. Now we do have three votes, and I am willing to show my surrender to a dwarf lord." Stant said as he moved the small round stool under his **** and sat down. Sol around.

"Anyway, no matter which of you two becomes the lord, I am very happy that I can get a peaceful and stable living environment."

"Of course I will definitely try my best. You all know how I earn money. When that happens, I will play around with Beth while trading, bringing a lot of wealth to the territory." Sol smiled and spread his hands.

The four of them sat around the table and laughed about the topic of killing improper lord.

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