Start as Inherited Baroness

Knight Odf and his Iron Bear Mercenary Group were stationed to the west of the site of the Yongyi Castle, on the outskirts of the Secret Forest.

There is a western outpost here, which has always been guarded by soldiers. If the orcs in the forest rush out, they will send out smoke signals in time.

Not long after Simon led his men away, he saw the wooden outpost from afar, and the flag of the sun and moon was still flying on the highest arrow tower.

Soon, they arrived outside the outpost, and the servants who stayed inside recognized their masters and hurried to open the door.

"Hello, master!" A short slave soldier knelt down and greeted.

"Where is Knight Odf?" Simon asked when he saw that there were no mercenaries in the outpost.

"Master, the knight took the mercenaries to catch the kobolds more than ten days ago, and he hasn't come back yet." The short slave responded.

"More than ten days? How long was the longest time he had been in the forest before?" Simon frowned and asked.

"It's really been a bit longer this time, usually three or four days, sometimes seven or eight days.

I heard that the dog-headed people were afraid of being caught, so they fled deeper into the forest, and it's not as easy to catch them as before."

The short slave soldier's account was quite clear.

Simon fell silent after hearing this, then opened the panel, glanced at it, and found that Odf's name was still on it, which meant that he was not dead.

Except for the leader, he did not pull any of the people from the Iron Bear Mercenary Group into the team column.

So at this time, it is impossible to guess what the status of this mercenary group is.

But according to common sense, it should be that something happened.

The endless forest in the west is named the Mysterious Forest. It is still quite dangerous in the depths. I don't know what will happen.

Knight Odf may have been too successful in catching the dog-headed people before, and he probably made too much money at a bargain, so he got a little drunk.

Simon naturally had no idea of ​​leading his troops into the forest to find him, so he could only pray for the best.

But if Odf died, the West Outpost would still need a knight to guard it. Who should he choose?

Simon had no idea for the time being, so he would choose after thinking about it.

Afterwards, he talked with the slave soldiers in the outpost and asked about what happened in the past few days. There was nothing special.

Odf was indeed very diligent in leading people to catch the dog-headed men. He went into the forest every two or three days. After all, he was paid.

After Simon learned about it, he said: "If Knight Odf comes back, let him come to Spark Castle to see me."

"Yes! Master! I will tell him." The short slave soldier replied respectfully.

Simon then returned to Spark Castle with the soldiers of the guard.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Mad brought the more than 40 potters and their families here.

"Sir, the potters are here, please give your orders."

Mad walked into the lord's hall and reported.

"Let them nominate a leader with the best skills, and then you bring him in to see me."

Simon sat in the main seat and smiled casually.

"Yes! Baron, please wait a moment!" Upon hearing this, Mad bowed respectfully and left the lord's hall.

Not long after, a sturdy man in his forties was brought in.

"Baron, this man is Bobby, the leader elected by the potters."

"Greetings, Baron!" The man immediately knelt on the ground and shouted with a pious face.

"Raise your head." Simon smiled slightly and said with interest.

Bobby then raised his face nervously, glanced forward, and quickly lowered his head again, looking at the floor.

He was very panicked: "Could this master be good to me?"

Simon naturally didn't know what this man was thinking, but seeing that his eyes were bright, he should have some real skills.

"Tell me the process of firing pottery, from scratch, in detail." He immediately ordered.

"Yes! Sir!" Bobby responded, breathed a sigh of relief, brewed for a moment, and slowly told the story while recalling.

In a blink of an eye, it was more than half an hour later.

"Okay, good!

Mad, pick a relatively flat place to the west of Spark Castle, next to the hills, and build a camp.

Your name is Bobby, right? I'll give you a task, build a few kilns in this camp and make some bricks for me."

Simon was very satisfied after listening to this man's story. He was indeed a veteran and was very familiar with the kiln-making process.

It should be no problem to give him the task of making bricks.

"Baron, what is...brick?" Bobby asked in confusion.

The productivity of the Eagle Kingdom is relatively primitive, and there is no concept of making bricks.

Maybe some craftsmen have tried it in some places, but the technology is not mature, the damage rate is too high when it is fired, or the bricks are too brittle, not easy to use, and cannot be promoted.

"It is to knead the clay into cubes and then put them in the kiln...similar to your firing of pottery.

If this matter is done well, I will appoint you as the deputy of the government steward, and you will be paid every month." Simon explained roughly.

Bobby understood very quickly, and after hearing the following words, he was so excited that his whole body trembled, and he knelt down and shouted: "Baron, I am willing to die for you!"

"Okay, go, I will guide you again when the work starts." Simon smiled and said calmly.

"Yes! Sir! I will take my leave!" Bobby stood up and bowed awkwardly, and followed Mad out of the hall.

This person seemed to have seen a little bit of the world, but not much. He just needed to know how to make bricks, and he couldn't ask for too much else.

In the blink of an eye, it was a few days later.

Mad asked Hilde from the security team and the conscripted militia corps temporarily taken over by Sarit to cooperate and settle the free people in the outer wilderness of the Secret Forest.

More than 50 wooden camps were built, stretching for dozens of miles.

Fortunately, there were endless forests to the west, and it was very convenient to obtain wood.

After the camp was built, he immediately escorted more than 10,000 free laborers to Yaman to help with the construction.

The free people were very cooperative, because if they didn't work, they would have no black bread to eat.

Nowadays, the nights in West Sedi are cold and windy, and there is nowhere to go.

They all feel very lucky to have a lord who provides meals to take them in.

In addition, Simon also went to Bobby in person to see the progress of the kiln construction, which was mostly completed.

In addition, serfs were arranged to transport more than a dozen carts of clay, and now more than half of them have been made into rectangular blocks and placed on the open space to dry.

"Sir, this kiln cannot be built too big, otherwise the firepower will not be enough and the pottery will not take shape."

"Well, it mainly depends on your experience. You can think about the feasibility of my suggestion. If it doesn't work, forget it.

Look here, if you design a vent, can you make the fire..."

Simon discussed with Bobby, the technician, for a while, then encouraged him and left.

He didn't know the specific steps of firing bricks, but he had read a lot of information before crossing over, so he had heard a little bit.

So in actual operation, it was still based on these potters, and Simon only provided some ideas in the general direction.

It mainly depends on Bobby's own understanding.