The procedures for the handover of the fiefdom went smoothly.

The fat steward tried his best, and finally took the initiative to stretch out a fat face for people to beat. When Anthony scared him so much that he almost peed his pants, he became extremely enthusiastic and proactive about the handover.

Can he not be enthusiastic and proactive, those sheepskin scrolls are still in his hands now. As long as he didn't return it to Anthony for a day, he would be holding a powerful bomb all the time. Something is slightly wrong, he and his parents, wives and daughters at home are all going to be blown to pieces and die.

In terms of leaving the village, since the village chief brought back the promise of the new owner, the people who left the clan were thunderous and excited. If they didn't know that there were still a series of cumbersome handover procedures to be completed, they would all be eager to start grabbing all the people of the Fontaine family in the fiefdom and kicking them away from afar.

The three parties involved were all highly unanimous in actively facilitating the handover, and the handover procedures were completed in just half a day.

The fat steward and his men left in a hurry, gray and panicked, like a lost dog. Anthony was relieved that he didn't hold on to him and deliberately make things difficult for him.

But he did it anyway. Back in the Fontaine family, what punishment or fate awaits him is still unknown.

It's just that these things have nothing to do with leaving the village, and they have nothing to do with Anthony.

Now, Anthony has to think about the half-human, half-beast monsters in the forest.

According to the information gathered by Hilton, these creatures living in the forest are very strange. Judging from their habits, they still belong to the category of wild beasts. However, they use bows and arrows! Not only do they use it, but they even make their own bows and arrows.

From this point of view, they, or rather, can already be counted as human beings.

The ones who deal with them the most should be the Lizu. From the mouths of the Li, Anthony got more details about the monster.

The more he learned, the more doubts grew in Anthony's mind.

These monsters resemble humans in appearance and behave similarly. Their main means of attack is archery. The bow and arrow seemed to be their innate instinct, and they were highly skilled and skilled in archery.

The strangest thing is that this monster can only be seen in this forest. Neither in history nor in the present, in the glorious empire or elsewhere on the continent of Os, there has been no record of this monster.

It's a weird place. The legends of the ancient gods, rare and precious minerals, the strong physique of the Li, and the half-human, half-beast monsters of unknown origin.

If Anthony has some free time, he may spend some time here and slowly explore the mysteries that may be hidden. But now, he just wants to solve the problems caused by the monster.

The most direct and thorough way, of course, is to kill all the monsters. But looking at the endless green in front of me, I thought of finding the monsters in them and killing them one by one. Anthony thought the idea was a bit silly.

Taking the initiative to attack will not work, and the only thing left is to defend.

The area from the village is not small, and there is an equally large piece of cultivated land next to it. Since most of the labour was mining, the farther side of the village had been abandoned and deserted. To the south of the village is the source of the Sunset Mountains, where the mines are located.

Except for the strange rocks on the hill on the side of the mine, the grass and trees do not grow, and it looks a bit bare and desolate. The rest of the village is surrounded by lush trees in all three directions.

And in the forest, it is the world of monsters!

In all fairness, the Fontaine family doesn't just know how to blindly squeeze, and in terms of defending against monsters, they do make some arrangements. After all, if the miners are dead, they will be left with a mountain of gold that they will not be able to use.

However, the scope of defense required to leave the village was too large, and the Fontaine family seemed to be powerless. For example, building a tall fence around the village would have been the most appropriate solution. But the project is huge, not to mention the cost of money, and during the construction period, there are endless attacks and killings by monsters, where are the craftsmen willing to come here to work.

In the end, the village had to tear down some houses on the periphery and create a separation zone. Then several guard towers were built according to the original house, and people were sent to guard day and night. The clansmen in the village usually stay in the house obediently, and they dare not go out if they have nothing to do.

Even with such caution and vigilance in life, from time to time there are still clansmen who are killed by the cold arrows of monsters. Let the departed people be sad and hateful, but there is nothing to be done.

Now, the conundrum is in front of Anthony.

The plan for the construction of the city wall was first ruled out. The Hilton family is not bad for money, but this matter is not just a matter of the past. To repair this wall, I don't know how many craftsmen will die.

And most importantly, Anthony can't afford this time.

Why don't we play some high-mindedness?

The Lizu stood under the window and in front of the door of the outermost house in the village, looking out through the crack in the window. There was the bold one, holding a pot lid or door panel in front of him, leaning against the watchtower, and looking at the noble noble lord from a distance curiously.

I saw the young man alone, strolling along the separation zone between the village and the forest, and his demeanor was as leisurely as if he were walking in his own back garden. From time to time, monsters that resembled human forms appeared and watched him, but they failed to attract his attention.

Of course, the monsters can't help the teenagers. In the past, the sharp arrows that made the people of the tribe change color have now become completely toy decorations. Before he could get close, he was blocked and bounced away by the magic shield cast by the boy early.

If someone has good eyesight and observes carefully, they can also see a little metallic luster on the young man's body. That's the appearance of the "Iron Skin".

On the face of it, Anthony had at least two defensive spells on himself. It's no wonder that he was intently surveying and measuring the terrain, ignoring the monster's arrows and paying no attention to them.

It took Anthony half a day to finish inspecting the clearing around the village that separated the forest. Then Anthony lived in the original gorgeous room of the fat butler, and spent a whole day carefully deliberating and designing a set of formations.

A set of psychedelic formations from another world.

After two days, the Lizu people crowded to the edge of the village again, watching what the young man was going to get famous.

Anthony has ordered the mine to be temporarily halted until the threat of monsters in the forest is resolved. Of course, the remuneration is not less than twice the previous standard.

Where else can you find such a noble lord who cares for the commoners? The people who left the clan couldn't help but be moved by the death of the confidant of the soldier, and they were extremely supportive of this new owner.

In this world, civilians are indeed easily satisfied and know how to be grateful.

Anthony was once again at the barrier at the edge of the village, this time not alone, but with several Hilton warriors, two of whom were carrying large bamboo baskets filled with magic crystals.

The boy held a drawing in his hand, and from time to time compared it with the topography and location of the open space, calculating and drawing on it.

Whenever the young man's painstaking calculations came to fruition, the Hilton warrior who was silently following behind him would take out a magic crystal from the big bamboo basket and bury it deep in the position indicated by the young man.

The Leavers didn't understand what Anthony was doing, but they knew that the noble lord sent by the new owner was working for the safety of his people and to deal with the deadly threat of monsters. And it shouldn't be easy.

Anthony's movements were very slow, starting to shine from the sky, to the current scorching sun, he only commanded the warriors to place about 10 magic crystals. And the spread of the magic crystal was less than one-tenth of the entire isolation zone.

The monsters in the forest may have developed some intelligence, and have been hiding behind tall trees to observe and monitor the movements of these humans.

Of course, a sharp arrow greeting is indispensable. It's a pity that in front of the prepared professionals, the arrows shot by ordinary people or "ordinary beasts" cannot pose a threat at all.

After several attempts, the monster stopped shooting uselessly, and just hid in the forest and stared wide-eyed.

As for hand-to-hand combat out of the forest? Although the monster is not smart, he also knows that hand-to-hand combat is not his strong point.

Anthony was unaware of what was happening in the outside world. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the formation of another world, and his spiritual consciousness had entered an extremely mysterious realm that seemed to be illusory and real.

In his mind, all that was left was the lines that made up the formation, the direction of the energy that drove the formation, the key intersections, and so on. The length and curvature of the line, the magnitude of the energy, the rapidity of the flow, and the various changes in the formation...... All kinds of complicated calculations and a large number of complex calculations are changing rapidly in the sea of his knowledge, and they are now and now disappearing.

The young man in military uniform who had transformed into a white illusion stood quietly aside, his face showing a rare solemnity.

The cultivation talent of this otherworldly young host's talent is indeed rare. It was only in the realm of refining and refining qi, and it had not been in contact with the formation for a long time, but it had already been able to set up the phantom array by itself.

And after this epiphany, his comprehension of the formation method will definitely be more refined, and he should be able to enter the realm of Xiaocheng.

Cultivating formations that are known for being complicated and difficult to understand, and being able to enter the realm like this, even with the credit of the best teacher of the system, is enough to be called terrifying.

Anthony also ignored Xiaobai in the sea of knowledge.

In Anthony's eyes, there are no whites, no Hilton warriors, no leavers, and no monsters. Not even a village, no forest, no open space.

The clearing that was ready to lay the psychedelic formation had been completely stripped out. The rest is the mystical patterns, all kinds of lines, as well as numbers and equations.

Anthony felt that he knew that he was now in a state of epiphany that cultivators could not find, and it seemed that he knew nothing, could not feel anything. His soul seemed to be divided into two, one was trying to comprehend and absorb the knowledge of the formation with all his might; One stood silently, without joy or sorrow, and watched the other self busy there.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through Anthony's mind.

The problem of the fusion between the two world formations and the magic array, which has been pondered and studied for several days, seems to be melting in the sun and snow, and as if a butterfly is flapping its wings lightly and flying, and it is natural to find the answer.

"Ding!"

Just as Anthony was about to grab the tail of this thought and get a glimpse of the whole picture, a crisp sound came to his ears, waking him up from his epiphany state.