Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 76 Expansion of the Mansion
Early the next morning, Ron went to inquire about Nancy's injuries.

White told him that although Nancy's injury looked serious, it was actually not serious, and she would recover after a period of time.

This may have something to do with Nancy being an elf. White didn't delve into it too much, and resigned after a few words.

Ron looked at Nancy who was sleeping soundly on the bed, like a child, with a slightly pale face that made people feel sorry for him. He reached out and stroked her forehead, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, making people wonder what he was thinking. What.

After a while, Ron got up and told the maid beside him, "Take care of her."

Nancy was injured, and Ron arranged for a maid to take care of her.

Due to Abel's deterrence last night, the monsters in the Black Valley Forest did not dare to invade the territory again, and the tide of monsters ended briefly.

Just after dawn, Joyce issued instructions to the three towns to mobilize his subordinates to deal with the follow-up matters.

The monsters invaded yesterday, and many buildings in the three towns were destroyed, which caused a huge impact.

Ron thought that since he was going to build a new town anyway, he might as well rebuild Cote Town and repair it in exactly the same style.

He called construction experts to discuss the matter, and it was unanimously approved quickly. An expert suddenly said, "Master Baron, I see that your mansion has been severely damaged. Do you want to take care of it as well?"

do it together
Ron looked at the expert who said this. He was full of tendons. He didn't look like a scholar, but more like a thief who stopped the way and asked for change.

"Mr. Colin is right. The mansion must be rebuilt, and the area must be expanded. Such a small area is completely incompatible with the status of the baron."

"I agree too."

The experts settled the matter with each other, and finally the project of expanding the mansion was supervised by the construction expert Mr. Colin who said "we have done it together", and the rest of the experts continued the previous work.

After the rest of the people left, Colin asked: "My lord, what are your requirements for the new mansion? How many courtyards do you need? What about the garden? What do you need to put in the mansion?"

Ron felt dizzy when he heard a lot of professional words from him. At first he could say a few words, but in the end he was at a loss. He could only give a rough idea of ​​the layout of the mansion. To be more specific is not his field of expertise.

"Mr. Colin, I'm very sorry. I still have important things to deal with later. Please ask Egbert or Diana about the new mansion." Ron left with an excuse.

For the construction of the new mansion, the two of them are more suitable than Ron.

Mansion training ground.

Abel, who had been well-rested, appeared here. He swung the big sword with ease, and his condition had never been better.

After practicing a set of sword skills, Abel held the big sword horizontally in front of his eyes. From the big sword, he clearly felt the friendly atmosphere, which seemed to be connected to himself.

It seems that there is an illusion that Abel can feel the emotions on the big sword, which is very strange.

But thinking that this sword was specially given to him by the lord, he would be resurrected by the lord, and he wouldn't be surprised if anything else happened.

"Hey, Captain, why did you get up so early? That guy Sig is still patrolling, right?"

Anthony yawned and came to the training ground. Abel was worried last night and wanted to go on patrol to prevent the monsters in the Black Valley Forest from attacking.

Everyone quickly persuaded him to rest, while the others went to inspect, and only Sig persisted in the end.

Abel shook his head with a smile, and said a few words casually. He was very clear about Sig's physique, which was not as strong as a human being. Let alone patrolling for a whole day, it would be fine for a few more days.

Afterwards, the knights came to the training ground one after another, and even Sig, who was patrolling the border of the territory, also came back. Seeing Abel's lively appearance, a smile appeared on his face.

"Captain, your armor has been damaged, why don't you go to Master Hadey to rebuild it."

Harvey looked at Anthony and said with a smile, "You guys just want to go to Master Hardy's for a drink."

"No, don't slander me."

Everyone was laughing and laughing, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.After listening to Anthony's words, Abel nodded and said, "Let Master Hadey build a harder one this time."

The armor forged from obsidian, mithril and other precious materials is not hard enough?
Thomas asked curiously: "Captain, how many monsters have you killed, even the armor is completely damaged."

"I don't really remember. At that time, I only wanted to kill, so I don't remember anything else." Abel shook his head.

Everyone looked at each other, and Sig suddenly said: "Probably tens of thousands, the corpses of monsters are piled up into hills."

hiss~
As soon as the words fell, the others gasped.

Abel and others came all the way to the blacksmith workshop. When Hadey heard the intention, his expression was astonished. He looked around Abel and said for a long time: "You are really amazing."

Only Hadey himself knows how hard the armor made by himself is, and it takes tens of thousands of hard impacts to be smashed.

"Okay, no problem, leave it to me."

Hardy readily agreed, and he said that his eyes fell on the big sword in Abel's hand. He recognized the big sword, which was the first work he created after coming to Arnold's territory.

"Let me forge a new weapon for you." Hadey said again. Compared with before, his forging skills have improved a lot, and he has many precious materials. He will definitely be able to forge the weapon in Biaber's hands The quality of the sword is better.

Unexpectedly, Abel shook his head and refused, "No need, this sword is just right for me."

For Abel, this sword has extraordinary significance. It is this sword that allows him to guard the territory of the lord. When holding the hilt, he can feel the temperature from the sword, which makes people feel comfortable.

"You bastard. That's all. If you don't want it, you don't want it. It also saves me materials." Hadey muttered, and then started forging.

At this time, Anthony suddenly came over, "Master Hadey, after you finished building the captain's armor, can you forge me a longer sword?"

Hadey snorted coldly, and said without looking back: "Unless the lord tells you, if you want to ask for something from me, you must beat me in drinking! Otherwise, there is no talk!"

"You're boring. Who doesn't know your drinking capacity, who can drink you." Anthony said dejectedly.

"It's useless to flatter me, I don't like this."

Hadey glanced at him, "Okay, get out, don't disturb my work."

The equipment of the Cavaliers was all forged by Hadey, but that was approved by the lord's written documents. If you want to obtain additional equipment, you need to follow Hadey's rules.

Time came to noon.

In the study, Joyce was reporting the current situation of the territory to Ron.

Ron looked at her dark eye circles while listening, and asked, "You haven't slept all night?"

Joyce trembled and lowered her head. Although Ron said yesterday that she made the right choice, she still thought that she had done a poor job and had the high expectations of the lord.

Looking at her appearance, Ron said in an unquestionable tone: "Continue to report, and then go to have a good rest, I will take care of the rest."

".Yes."

Joyce leaned forward slightly, and continued to speak: "After review, the casualties of the citizens are as follows. 14 people were killed, 37 were seriously injured, and 541 were slightly injured. There were no deaths on the refugee side, 3 were seriously injured, and 91 were slightly injured. people."

Such a situation is acceptable, Ron pondered for a moment, and said: "A pension will be given to the families of the people who died, one gold coin per person. Those who are seriously or slightly injured should be treated immediately, and don't worry about the cost."

"Yes, I took note."

Joyce nodded solemnly, and then continued to report the next thing, "A total of 11370 monsters invaded the territory yesterday, of which 416 monsters died in the territory, and the remaining monsters were beheaded by Mr. Abel."

When reporting this incident, Joyce was still unable to calm down. Even after reading the data many times, she was still extremely shocked.

"According to Mr. Seeger's description, 10 of the monsters killed by Mr. Abel belonged to the third-level strength."

Joyce restrained his emotions and made a serious report, "The guards dissected the corpse of the monster and found that the internal organs inside were all burnt. Rather than being beheaded by someone, it is better to say that they died under unknown forces."

Unknown power.
Mysterious powerhouse?
This idea suddenly flashed in Ron's mind, but he was not sure. If such a mysterious person really existed, it would naturally appear at that time.

It took some time, and Joyce finally reported the work. Ron said that he would handle the next matter. In fact, after a night of sorting out, Joyce had already arranged the follow-up issues properly, and he didn't need to intervene at all. .

Although there were some twists and turns in the process yesterday, the result was good. Ron believed that Joyce should be rewarded.

After this idea appeared in his mind, he slowly said: "You have done a good job. If it weren't for you, the territory would suffer even greater losses, and even be removed from the Karo Kingdom."

Ron paused, "I will give you a credit in the name of the lord. What kind of gift do you want?"

Joyce shook his head quickly, bent down, and said, "Thanks to the kindness of the lord, forgive me for not being able to bear it."

Ron narrowed his eyes and said in a calm tone, "I am giving you a gift in the name of the lord."

A personal gift is different from a lord's gift of status.

Joyce's authority has been exposed in front of everyone, and what she represents is the power of the lord, and it will remain so in the future.

Ron did this because on the one hand, he really wanted to give Joyce a gift. On the other hand, considering that Joyce seldom showed up, he needed a formal and public way to announce the authority she possessed. The meaning is to let the people below obey their orders.

"Thank you, Lord Lord." Joyce folded his hands on his stomach and bowed deeply to salute.

Seeing this, Ron smiled and said, "Just now I suddenly thought of a gift that suits you, do you want to know?"

Joyce pursed his lips slightly, a light flashed in his eyes.

"The mansion will be expanded, and I will ask Mr. Colin to build a separate library, where only you can enter."

Ron gave Joyce such a gift based on his interest in books, and there is no better gift for a book lover.

Hearing that it was such a special gift, Joyce opened his mouth, and his originally calm expression became astonished.

"It seems that you are very satisfied. It is up to you to tell Mr. Colin about the style of the annex. I will greet you in advance."

Ron said and waved his hand to let the other party retreat to rest.

A corner of the training ground.

A thin figure kept swinging his sword. His face was flushed and he was sweating like rain, still practicing his sword skills tirelessly.

Malcolm came up to him suddenly and said, "My lord asked me to teach you a combat technique, which one do you want to learn?"

The person in front of him was Carl. Because of his merits, Ron asked Malcolm to teach him a move. Since Malcolm had the entry of "Sword Master", he created a combat technique every now and then. Now he has ten swords. Nine combat skills stunned Abel and the others.

Malcolm stared at Carl expressionlessly, waiting for the other party's answer.

If Ron hadn't personally ordered him, he would never have taught Karl combat skills. Not only him, but the rest of the Cavaliers didn't want to see Karl either.

They clearly knew that what Karl did, just poisoning the lord, was enough to kill him ten thousand times.

Usually Karl is training alone in the corner of the training ground, no one cares, no, it should be said that only Melitia cares about him.

Carl's face was immature, but revealed an unyielding demeanor. He had observed Malcolm's swordplay and told him the combat skills he wanted to learn.

Malcolm was surprised by Carl's choice, but he didn't say much. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll teach you for three days. Whether you can learn it or not is up to you."

"Thank you, Mr. Malcolm." Karl thanked him sincerely.

"What you need to thank is the lord."

Malcolm said something flat, and then threw a sword suitable for Karl.

Karl dropped the heavy long sword, picked up a light sword that was only half a meter long, and began to learn combat skills from Malcolm. He only had three days and had to race against time.

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in the afternoon.

Darren and more than 20 knights sent food, as well as the more than [-] refugees. The knights and refugees looked at the dilapidated town and were shocked. What kind of disasters did they experience to make it look like this.

Knight Darren sent someone to the baron's mansion to deliver a letter, and soon, Thomas and Rosalind arrived.

"Thomas, long time no see." Darren greeted.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Thomas smiled, "We'll talk about small talk later when we go back to the mansion. We are here to receive food and people under the order of the lord."

"It should." Darren Knight expressed his understanding and asked the knights to assist Thomas and others to remove the food.

Thomas looked at Rosalind, "I'll leave it to you, Miss Rosalind."

"Don't worry, Mr. Thomas."

Rosalind showed a confident smile. She had finally won this opportunity, and she could perfectly complete the task assigned by the lord.

Then, under her command, the refugees registered their information in an orderly manner and distributed food.

Seeing the dilapidated territory, the refugees no longer had any hope. They just jumped from one pit to another. This is how it is in a world where human lives are worthless. Complaining is useless.

However, when they got the food, they knew that it might become different in the future, and they couldn't help being curious about Lord Arnold.

"Hey, brother, are you new here? Do you want to read the comics of Lord Ron?"

Suddenly, a man with a smile on his face took out a book and said to the refugees who had just arrived.

(End of this chapter)