Chapter 95 Veronica

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The managers of the camp were all summoned to discuss the future path in Gawain's tent.

Amber sat in the seat next to Rebecca not very honestly, and looked around from time to time, as if looking for an opportunity to sneak out at any time. After noticing that Gawain had no intention of letting him go, she endured it. He couldn't stop mumbling: "If you want to have a meeting, just hold a meeting, why do you have to greet me - I don't understand what you said."

"The main reason to keep you in sight is to prevent you from going out and harming others," Gawain said casually, then ignoring Amber's next moment of grinning, he went straight to the topic, "I called everyone here because I wanted to first Just one thing - the crisis is not over."

Rebecca immediately opened her eyes wide and looked at Gawain blankly: "Ah? Haven't we already fought off those monsters?"

"That's the key," Gawain shook his head, "We just beat them back once, but won't they come again?"

Everyone at the scene looked at each other in dismay, and Norris, the farmer who was called on this occasion for the first time, shrank his neck subconsciously: He was not frightened by Gawain's words, in fact he didn't even notice what Gawain said just now. What, this simple old farmer just felt awkward to stay here as his own identity, everyone around him was the object he had to look up to in the past, but now they are all sitting with him, which makes him extra nervous .

Hammer, who was sitting next to him, did a good job: although the blacksmith was also a commoner, because he was responsible for smelting steel for the lord all the year round, he had a lot of experience in contact with nobles, and he seemed very calm at this time.

Hetty noticed Norris's nervousness, but she didn't say anything, but continued with Gawain's topic: "Ancestor, haven't you confirmed the integrity of the magnificent wall? Its self-healing ability..."

"It did heal itself, but I'm not sure it's going to break any more," Gawain said. "Everyone, let's be clear about one thing - we've just resolved a crisis, but it's not a complete, A reassuring victory. The magnificent wall is not something created by a god. Even if it is a miracle, it is already a miracle seven hundred years ago. The monsters wandering out of the wasteland of Gondor this time are enough to show that this wall is not a miracle. Almighty, now the wall is aging, so we have to prepare for the possibility of it failing again."

Amber pinched his chin and muttered, "Then just run away..."

"Where did you go?" Gawain glanced at the half-elf, "Once the magnificent wall collapses, the pollution will spread to the entire continent, and besides, you think everyone is like you, and with a little bit of trouble, hundreds of thousands of people can escape. kilometers, and you can survive just by looking for a corner?"

Then he waved his hand: "I remind you,

Just don't want you to let your guard down too much, it's not that the magnificent wall that has stood for seven centuries is about to collapse - I have confirmed last time that it is still functioning normally on the whole, and the loophole should only be a 'small' Problem', according to the design drawings of the year and the durability of the elf creation, it should not be completely collapsed for at least a few decades, so there is no need to be too nervous. "

The people present were relieved, and Philip Knight then said seriously: "Even so, our victory this time has a great chance - if the number of enemies is a little more, if the effect of those traps is a little worse, if If those monsters are a little luckier when they trigger the trap, the result of the battle may be completely opposite. The individual quality of the aberrations is far greater than that of humans, and as the number increases, the breath they emit is enough to kill the big ones. All the living creatures within range, they add one more, and the pressure on the warriors more than doubles, and our victory... is not so reassuring."

The honest young knight unabashedly expressed his inner thoughts, and this was exactly what Gawain wanted to say: "Yes, we cannot be deceived by this victory. Our camp is still very weak. In all respects, now we are just surviving here, and it is far from a firm foothold, so I called you all here to talk about my next plan."

Heidi asked curiously, "What's the next plan?"

"Build walls, store grain, increase population, and increase steel production," Gawain said while tapping lightly on the tabletop. He first looked at Rebecca, "How's the progress of burning 'cement'?"

"Ugh...it hasn't worked," Rebecca said with a little frustration, "actually, I've already made a very similar thing with a kind of porous rock and clay mined near the iron mine, but I need to find it. The optimum ratio, temperature, and firing time all require a lot of testing. The kilns have been focusing almost all their energy on firing crystals these days, and the progress of 'cement' is very slow."

In other words, has actually seen the light of day?

Gao Wen was faintly happy in his heart, and he looked at Rebecca, who was a little lacking in self-confidence: "Yes, finding a direction is the biggest progress. Your priority now is to hurry up and research a real cement formula, the sooner the better. In addition, the production of 'Rebecca Crystal' cannot be stopped. At least one-third of the kilns will be kept firing crystals at any time, and a group of people will be reserved for washing and selection. The newly built warehouse in the southwest of the camp is for you to store those kilns. crystals."

With that said, he looked at Norris again: "What about land reclamation?"

The old farmer stood up subconsciously, but then sat down a little awkwardly. After a few seconds, he sorted out what to say: "A hundred liters of arable land has been opened to the east and west of the camp. With sweet wood roots and fire-leaf vegetables, Master Druid's magic and the potions he prepared are particularly effective, the crops are growing terribly fast, maybe they can be harvested before the frost moon arrives, and there is still plenty to feed everyone..."

Gawain interrupted Norris's words: "You are the director of agriculture, so you don't need to call people at your level a lord. In fact, you don't need to call me that, you can call me lord or my title."

Norris glanced at Gawain nervously, and repeatedly agreed: "Yes, yes, the Duke... Your Excellency."

And Pittman next to him was sullen: "It's rare that someone calls me that, so I can't make me happy for two more days..."

"Lord Duke," Norris added at this time, "there is one more thing, I hope you will allow it."

"Just say it."

"I hope the land on the north bank of the Baishui River can be reclaimed," Norris said. "I took people to see the land there. The soil quality is very good, and there are few gravels. It's just because the river needs to be crossed, so a It was not included in the reclamation plan at the beginning, but I think it is very good to use it. This time the monster came, many people are worried, the farmers are especially worried about the land south of the Baishui River, if the other side of the river can also be used If you open a slice..."

Norris stopped here, as if he didn't know how to continue, with a look of anxiety and anticipation on his dark wrinkled face, to which Gawain quickly replied: "I agree. Now, the reclamation of the north bank is included in the reclamation plan of the second phase, but before that, a bridge must be built over the White Water River. It's not enough to rely on a few rafts... Hetty, you record it. "

"Then it's about population," Gawain said, looking at Hetty, "What do you think about this?"

Hetty put down the dip pen in his hand and thought about it seriously: "Actually... the easiest way is to buy a serf, basically from a clean background, so you don't need to worry about loyalty, but this requires a sum of money, and you may not be able to buy it. The second is to accept refugees, because the harvest in the southern region has been poor in recent years, and there have been many conflicts between a few small field nobles, and there are still many refugees living in no fixed place. For most nobles , the extra population is a burden, and the refugees from other territories are livestock, so these people live a difficult life in the cracks, they are even 'cheaper' than serfs, and they leave if they stutter..."

Speaking of this, Hetty couldn't help shaking his head: "But the problem is also obvious: it is difficult for these people to find out their origins, and in the process of wandering around, they have acquired a lot of bad habits of stealing chickens and dogs, allowing them to enter the territory in large numbers, and the security will become a huge problem. The problem."

Amber's voice suddenly came faintly: "If you can live and work in peace and contentment if you obey the law, most of the rogues and gangsters will try to find a job - they don't choose to be mice because they don't like to roll in the sewer, you think someone will Do you choose to live a life of starvation and whipping because you like to steal?"

Heidi stared at Amber blankly, and for the first time did not choke the half-elf's words back, while Gawain said lightly after a few seconds: "You tried to steal my seal the day before yesterday, but I was robbed by me. It was thrown out of the tent - so it makes sense that you say it yourself?"

Amber: "I'm just joking with you. What about you!"

"Stop!" Gawain interrupted Amber immediately with a wave of his hand, thinking that it was very dangerous. When communicating with this elf's shame, you really can't be careless. Maybe you can't help but change when you take her next stubble. He became a cheerleader, "The expansion of the population still needs to be planned. Hammer, let's talk about the progress of the steel side..."

At the same time, on the upper reaches of the Baishui River, a beautiful large boat with the emblem of the Ansu royal family hanging with three sails and painted white as a whole was sailing smoothly on the river, with several small boats escorting it.

On the side of the hull of the big white ship, a special mark of pale gold can also be seen. The mark is a ring that emits golden light, and there are two crossed beams of light in the ring.

That is the hallmark of the Church of the Holy Light.

In the whole of Ansu, it is not common for the royal emblem and the church symbol to be hung at the same time, so this scene naturally attracted the attention of the residents of Tanzania on the river bank.

The people on this boat set off from the capital of Ansu and drifted on the Dorgon River for a month, then turned from the tributary of the canal into the Baishui River, and drifted for another week before finally set foot on this piece of land on the border of the kingdom. barren land.

It was a tough journey, but no one on the ship complained, because a man who didn't need to go through the turbulence in terms of status was also on board, and this man never complained a word.

On the upper floor of the "White Oak" that belongs to the royal family, in a dedicated prayer room, Princess Veronica, who has the title of "Daughter of Light", is slowly opening her eyes.

She has long pale blond hair, and her appearance is three-fold similar to her brother Edmund Moen, but it is more soft and moving, and being immersed in the way of the Holy Light all year round gives her an incredible holiness and calm temperament, even if Wearing only a simple white nun's uniform, she also had an inviolable aura lingering like an angel from heaven.

It wasn't until a few minutes after she finished her prayers that the aura that was so aloof that it didn't belong to a human gradually faded from her.

It seemed to sense the change in the atmosphere in the prayer room, and the knock on the door sounded at the right moment, and a female voice with almost no emotional change came from outside: "Your Highness Princess, has arrived in Tanzang Town, and wants to stop by the shore to see Viscount Andrew. Is it?"

The faint light in Veronica's eyes gradually receded, and she replied gently: "No, just send a messenger over. The Lord gave me a revelation, I can't stay here, I have to hurry to Cecil to lead it. , there... there is something the Lord has directed me to see."

The breath outside the door left, Veronica narrowed her eyes slightly, and the holy light floated out of her eyes again as if uncontrolled.

She closed her eyes completely and entered into meditation again.