The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"This system is really fun to play! It actually hides such a big treasure!" Roland smacked his lips in joy. Compared with poor refugees, citizens with assets and various skills are better for the development of Rapid City!

"Phew! Go back to bed!" Roland exhaled, rubbed his stiff hands, tightened his fur coat and walked towards the castle.

"Sir!" Suddenly someone called Roland from behind.

"What's the matter?" As soon as Roland heard this address, he knew it was Kaslo calling him.

"Sir! You really tricked me!" Kaslo said helplessly with a bitter look on his face.

"What's wrong? Why did I trick you?" Roland widened his eyes and asked in confusion.

"Wise Yunfeng..." Kasluo stared at Roland with sad eyes, which made Roland feel hairy all over.

"Um...he needs some pure dragon blood to refine the dragon blood potion. I'll let him find you. Anyway, it's okay to use some of Kal's extra blood!" Roland said embarrassedly. No one was caught.

"My good lord! What Yun Feng wants is the blood essence! My dragon was already dead even after taking some blood...it has been dead for a long time now!" Kasluo complained, a lot of blood essence was taken out. Kaldor fell directly into a period of weakness.

"What? Essence and blood?" Roland looked confused. He thought that blood would be enough, but he didn't expect to collect essence and blood.

"Sir, how can such a precious potion as the Dragon Blood Potion be prepared with ordinary dragon blood... How much energy can a master produce from slaying a dragon?" Kaslo rolled his eyes and said helplessly.

"This time, the wise man Yun Feng shamelessly took away 10 drops of blood essence from Kaldo. Thank God that this blood can be used to prepare 3 bottles of potion." Kasluo pursed his lips, knowing that the dragon blood potion failed and was scrapped. The probability is also very high. One drop of blood can prepare a potion, and a success rate of 30% is pretty good.

"Uh..." Roland was dumbfounded. After thinking for a long time, the clown turned out to be him.

"Oh~ Fortunately, I didn't smoke much. I was just a little weak. If I smoked more, I would be dead!" Kaslo sighed, and he lost a lot! The good Sky Dragon Knight became a "free-range chicken" just because of Roland's words and a piece of paper... How miserable.

"Uh... I've got nothing to do. I'm going back to rest!" Roland felt the resentment emanating from Caslo and ran away, otherwise he would have to listen to the complaints of a certain dragon knight again.

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"Your Highness!" A dull voice sounded outside the tent. It sounded like the knights sent by Roland had returned.

"Come in!" Roland sat up straight. He still had to maintain a certain image in front of his subordinates. When he slumped down on the chair and was seen by his subordinates, it was immediately the scene of his death.

"Your Highness, we've found out!" The knight of the Holy Glory Knights ducked into the tent and whispered to Roland.

"Oh?" Roland leaned forward slightly and showed great interest. He was curious about what talents there were in his territory.

"Your Highness, the citizens that can be investigated so far include Luo Tris from the tavern, Xiaoxiao the baker, Barbaros the blacksmith, Sewell the leatherworker! And a few ordinary citizens." The knight said.

"No! Just four citizens with special abilities? What's going on with the other citizens?" Roland asked hurriedly.

"The other citizens are just civilians with some assets. There is nothing special about them. They are the only ones who show special abilities! The knight said respectfully.

"Don't worry about Luo Cuisi, what's going on with the remaining three citizens?" Roland asked.

"The bread made by that female baker is very delicious! Your Highness ordered the bread for your meal from her. She is the first baker I have ever seen who can make black bread that makes your mouth water!" The knight's voice was full of admiration and praise! You can only imagine the skill of a chef who can make bread that is difficult to swallow, such as brown bread, into something lovable.

"Well, that's right! She's a talented person. Let's make it easier for her as much as possible without breaking the law!" Roland thought for a moment and said, he meant to help her open a bakery so that more people can eat delicious food. As for food, after all, the food cooked by women among the refugees cannot be said to be delicious, but can only be said to be barely edible.

"Where's the blacksmith?" Roland is most concerned about the blacksmith. The current blacksmith shop is managed by Ren Xiaoqiang and those half-hearted people. Although they can also forge iron, they are not the most professional after all. Yun Feng is very professional, but let him make ordinary Iron tools are such a waste!

"He is a qualified blacksmith! He built a small furnace in the city, recruited a dozen men, and picked up broken weapons and armor to make tools and weapons. The business was pretty good." The knight smiled.

"That's good, let him do it!" Roland thought for a while and thought that if he could build it himself, it should be enough for the people in Swift Current City to use. It would be a waste to recruit him to use the lava forging furnace.

"How about this leatherworker? Now our leather armors are consumed a lot, and many knights' leather armors are worn out." Roland said sadly. It's ridiculous to say that the once extremely prosperous Lagrand Empire now even distributes enough armor to the knights. It's so sad that we can't do it!

"This tanner is quite good! He has already started tanning leather to make leather armor!" the knight said with a smile. His lining leather armor was also worn out. As the last face of Raglan, who knew that the appearance was so bright and beautiful? Underneath the plate armor is a leather armor riddled with holes and patches?

"That's good! I feel like sending all the backlog of furs over and asking him to find a few apprentices to take care of him! Tell him that we are in urgent need of leather armor now. Although there is no war now, the war is not far away from you and me! Tell this cobbler to hurry up Vile! I order him as King Raglan! Lord of Rapid City! Everyone must be replaced with new leather armor before the end of spring plowing! There will be rewards for completing the tasks! If you delay the time! Hum!" Roland said coldly. Hummed.

"Here! Your Highness!" After receiving the order, the knight punched his chest and meekly exited the tent.

"Alas! This kind of talent gap is still too big! There are not many people with special talents among the refugees! Even if there are, they are half-assed!" Roland complained in his heart, and I have to say that the citizens are great! Having citizens of his own is simply the resource Roland needs most right now! Flowing City is in ruins and has nothing to build, but fortunately, Flowing City has welcomed a real blacksmith, and at least it can be self-sufficient in terms of tools for the time being.

"Haha!" Roland walked to the door, lifted the curtain and stretched out his hand. The cold wind blew through Roland's hand, and the cold air cut on the back of his hand like a steel knife.

Roland pursed his lips, stared at the flying snowflakes and sighed lightly. This lord is really difficult to be a leader! The domineering spirit and push-and-pull attitude in the novel are all lies! Living in this troubled world in Middle-earth, you not only have to fight against the sky but also against the earth! In the end, I have to fight with various alien races... Alas! How difficult!

"Huh?" Roland's peripheral vision suddenly saw the pile of dirt not far ahead.

"Is this... grass sprouting?" Roland looked at the patches of green grass that had just sprouted and said in surprise.

"Spring is coming? It seems we need to prepare for spring plowing! We must plant more crops this time and never ask for help in the winter!" Roland swore.