The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 595 Rabiel's Ability
With a full harvest, William left the jungle with a group of joyful refugee porters.

With sufficient food as a guarantee, the refugees' confidence in their new lord is almost full. Of course, trust does not mean loyalty. Talking about loyalty in this world is a very luxurious thing.

In the evening, the refugee camp was full of joyous songs and laughter. Dozens of brass cauldrons were set up one after another and heated on a raging bonfire. The thick and white fat inside was piled up, and the hot fat melted into fat water. The drooling woman scooped it with a large copper spoon into the emptied oak barrel to cool.

The big copper pot and the big copper spoon are temporary creations from the flame world. In that world full of magma and flames, molten copper and molten iron can be said to be everywhere, and almost every fire elf is an excellent metallurgist. An expert and casting master, Turmu, who is the elder of the fire dwarf, does this kind of thing of making cauldrons and horse spoons, which is like killing chickens with a dragon knife.

No matter adults or children, they all chewed the browned oil residues. The oil residues were crispy and fragrant, with a full taste, which made the refugees who had been starving for several days quite unable to stop, wanting to eat more.

Many of the men who labored today, in building camps, carrying game, and guarding outposts, were even rewarded with a glass full of barley wine.

Of course, William's original intention was not to reward these laborers. After all, for a group of refugees, it is the most reasonable and correct thing to be as frugal as possible in this difficult time, although many of them may not understand this truth.

William's main purpose was to free up enough oak barrels to hold the lard. Simple fatty meat pieces cannot be stored for a long time. Even in hot weather, it may go bad and smelly in just three or two days, while lard But it is more resistant to storage.

This thing is a life-saving thing for the refugees in Falls Town and other refugees that William may encounter in the future.Not to mention anything else, just melt lard in hot water and pour a bowl of it into a person who is about to starve to death. It is definitely more effective than any panacea, and there is no need to worry about damaging the stomach.

The big bear, Badal, was holding a carved wooden wine glass the size of his head, took a sip of barley wine, and then hiccupped beautifully. He boldly wiped the foam from his beard, and looked at William happily. Said: "My respected lord! This is the most mellow wine that old Badal has ever drank in his life! I never thought that barley wine could be so sweet! I wish we could drink such a big glass every day. Ale!"

In fact, the barley wine in William's hand was just an ordinary liquor. After all, it was bought by William as a supplement for his own drinking water. Apart from being fresh enough, it was almost useless.Even in order to satisfy hundreds of people at once, they can get enough ale drinks, which are also mixed with a lot of magic water. If this thing is really sold in a tavern, it will definitely be a good thing.

However, these refugees who have just lost their homes cannot stop their thirst for alcoholic drinks. They urgently need some refreshing drinks to anesthetize their restless nerves.

Rabiel, who was courting William's family like a dog's leg, held a slightly smaller wooden wine glass and glanced at the big bear contemptuously, but felt an infinite sense of superiority in his heart.Without him, because he helped William's family deal with a lot of head-scratching troubles during William's absence.

For example, some women had disputes over the orphans who lost their families, local refugees in Falls Town tried to expel refugees who did not have a registered permanent residence in Falls Town, and some incidents of trying to be lazy and intentionally bully the weak, etc.

As close relatives and companions of the lord, these seemingly trivial incidents were almost handed over to Feniya and the two little girls. In the eyes of the refugees, only they were qualified to represent the lord when the lord was away. Lords exercise jurisdiction.

Obviously, neither the half-giant Phinea nor Misha or Miluna had the experience and ability to adjudicate these disputes.At this time, the clever Rabir, who had been looking for opportunities to rise up, stepped forward without hesitation. He was very clever to analyze the root cause of the incident for the three silly girls, and then made suggestions.

Rabiel is indeed smarter than most people. He knows exactly what to do at this time and what kind of judgment is the most beneficial choice for the new lord.

In the most critical moment, only absolute fairness and justice is the most conducive choice to enhance the prestige of the lord.

Rabiel suggested that the judgments made by Phinea and the others, even the harshest paladins in the world would have to admit their justice.If it weren't for the people of Falls Town to know Rabiel's nature well enough, they would even suspect that standing among them was a just paladin.

Of course Rabiel was not a paladin, on the contrary, he believed that he would never be able to become a figure as shining as the sun like a paladin in his life.He just knew enough about William, William's family, and some inside information that others didn't know.

Sure enough, when William returned to the camp and learned about what Rabiel had done, he immediately praised him and encouraged him to continue helping Phineya and the others with some refugee camp affairs in the next few days.

Rabiel was one of the few people in the entire camp tonight who could drink real barley wine, and these guys were all good guys on the day.As for those guys who did not perform well, such as lazy, bullying, and a few refugee representatives who showed a lot of hips in terms of the stability of the entire refugee camp, William gave them face-to-face criticism and warned them that if they could not If they correct their mistakes, they will surely lose the trust of their lords.

It is very difficult for a person who has lost the trust of the lord to continue to live on the lord's territory.

Of course, the biggest loss for these critics tonight is that they have no barley wine to drink, even if it is mixed with water, they can only drooling and watching others drink it.

William is also very clear that Rabiel is not a really pure-hearted guy, he is an ambitious speculator, and what he does today is not out of public interest, but to please William, the new lord, so that in the future Sufficient benefits can be obtained in the territory.

In the ancient times of William's previous life, this guy was definitely a big traitor, similar to a traitor like Zhongtang.

If it was normal, William would never use Rabiel as a talent, and he would even expel such a talented but unvirtuous guy immediately.

But now is not a normal time. In order to realize the vision in his heart, William has to make full use of his talents, while temporarily ignoring Rabiel's character flaws.

Because Rabiel is more capable, administrative, and serviceable than all other refugee representatives.

And this ability is extremely rare anywhere in Faerûn.

(End of this chapter)