Othua's War Banner

Chapter 374: 0373
News of Ken's awakening spread throughout Ambera Iceport.

Every day, different mercenary guilds and business leaders came to visit [Mercenary Arbitration Tribunal], and most of them met him in the spacious and luxurious long table hall.

The desktop that was originally used to discuss matters was almost completely filled with complicated documents.

People in the north are not used to dealing with these red tapes, so all of them, including Quema and Lorgar, were sent to the port to help guard the wealth and explain it clearly to the crowd who asked.

Ken decided to share the money with those who fought side by side.

To make up for the loss of the Chamber of Commerce, to give compensation to the dead mercenaries, and the most pitiful are some independent adventurers, who dedicated their lives in this just battle against the looters.

One of the earliest proposals Ken signed was for a monument.

Ambera Ice Harbor needs to remember this profound war, and also needs to remember those lost heroes.

So under the joint work of the mystic and the sculptor, a magnificent sculpture stood up, built right in front of the [Mercenary Arbitration Tribunal]. The cold wind blew through the snow, bringing some kind of clear chill.

Expansion began around the tribunal, and many buildings wanted to accompany it.

So a square will appear in the center, followed by sculptures with fountains and monuments, blue-gray floors, planned plank roads for carriages and horses, and other supporting facilities.

Urban recovery and development is sometimes like that.

Only the most central seed is needed, and then sufficient wealth is used as nourishment to continuously breed other things.

It is worth mentioning the sculpture on the monument.

It was cast from the monster's corpse, the head was placed next to the legs, and it was in the final posture to welcome the beheading. The bronze shell restored the monster's most realistic shape and muscle lines.

Everyone who passed by the square and came to visit could feel the difficulty of that war.

Ken stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at Lufu's corpse through the glass and sunlight, feeling a sense of emptiness as if in another world. It seems that the war has been over for a long time, and various auxiliary things are needed to preserve this memory .

On the carpet behind the wooden table, several craftsmen stood.

They held the male rabbit fur hats in their palms and stood in fear. After all, the person who brought them didn't say much, they could only wait quietly for the young man in front of him to speak.

Ken ended his daze and smiled and apologized for his distraction.

"Are you responsible for the construction of the square and monument downstairs?"

【Simple and honest craftsman】

【Attitude: Cautious】

They nodded and wanted to speak, but they didn't know what to say.

The craftsmen present were all near middle age, and they lived in remote mountains. They had learned their crafts in the villages, and they often earned their living by doing things for the wealthy men in the city camps.

Occasionally, they also go to help the tribe, and after a long time, they have mastered a lot of skills.

There are a lot of refugees in the port, and the labor force is abundant. The hunting season is the time for melee between tribes. Many people are willing to come to places like Ambera Ice Harbor to escape the war in order to avoid disaster.

The labor force is very abundant, and the technology is very good.

Ken's speech was very direct, and he wanted to ask about their salary and remuneration when he came up, and even wanted to investigate how many laborers could be called up by them to work.

"Um, don't worry."

The speaker was a stubby fellow with oily hair, tied in several strands with vines and hanging down his back.

He said: "The wages have been settled. The old men of the Luodu Opera House paid for it. The intermediaries who arranged the order for us specifically asked us not to allow us to charge you for other rewards..."

"Hehe, these people are quite considerate."

Ken did not expose the tricks of those in power, but continued to ask. "The war has just ended and the port needs to be rebuilt. You should be able to work steadily until the next snowfall."

The craftsmen will smile heartily.

But this kind of expression is very restrained. After all, to the deceased, wealth is meaningless, and these job opportunities are based on destruction.

The villagers who grew up in this group of northern villages are very simple and kind.

Ken could see that these people cherished job opportunities, so he reminded: "The city is going to restore order, and what are your plans in the future? Wait for the tribe's call, or squat at the port to look for opportunities..."

The eyes of the craftsmen began to dim.

In fact, this kind of opportunity is very rare. After all, refugees are the most important thing in the northern border, and young and strong young men are indispensable in the places where traders gather, and the construction skills and experience must be used on occasions, so that they can be cashed in. .

When they reach this stage, they all have their own families, and everyone has a heavy burden on their shoulders.

Seeing the craftsman's expression become subtle, Ken knew that the time was ripe, and he began to make his own suggestions.

"Gentlemen, the development of the northern region requires your wisdom. If the city no longer needs such a large labor force after the snow falls, I would like to introduce you to a new place, provided that you go south..."

His voice is gentle and infectious.

Everyone in Ambera Ice Harbor has heard of the heroic deeds of "Ken Maharu". Everyone is in awe of this handsome, calm, vigorous and thoughtful hero in front of him.

The craftsmen were terrified when they heard this suggestion.

After all, there are very few high-ranking leaders who care about the pressure of survival of the residents. The northern border has been living under the pressure of survival for a long time. Everyone has things to worry about, so few people care about it. the livelihood of others.

Mr. Maharu's words are more of an opportunity than a suggestion.

Work means warm rooms, slick broth, and reassuring smiles from family members.

Going to the villages in the south means relocating, but for porters living in the wind and snow, this kind of cross-regional search for opportunities has to be experienced almost every few years.

Ken's reputation is very valuable, and everyone in the port is willing to trust him.

The craftsmen simply asked about the general direction, and then patted their chests for assurance.

"As long as it's what you said, we are definitely willing to cherish it. In fact, there is no need to wait for the snow to fall. Don't look at the port being destroyed now, but we have enough manpower. It is estimated that the reconstruction project will be completed in less than half a month. .”

"Very well, I will take it as your consent."

Ken was already leaning against the table.
He took his hand out of his chest, and landed on a letter that had been copied in advance with the seal he had just forged.

The seal was mixed with [The Power of War Banner] when it was cast, so it has its own special mark.

Ken handed the things to the craftsmen in front of him.

"As long as you are ready, take people, go to the south in the direction I said, and hand them over to the wolf-riding soldiers wearing the same badge after you meet them. You and your family members will be able to have a warm house like the one I promised. work."

(End of this chapter)