As a lord, his attitude towards the outcasts determined his position, so Luther was destined not to be able to help all the outcasts, and not only was he incapable of doing so, but he also had no intention of doing so.

The formation of displaced people was not only caused by the floods, but also a large number of beggars and thieves from the surrounding towns.

Most of them have long lost hope in life, so there is no need for this kind of person to be saved, he wants someone who still longs for cheese bread with his own hands, and someone who yearns for life.

Luther didn't have people set up tents and make fires on the edge of the territory, which was foolish, and would only attract more displaced people, and it wouldn't be long before he would go bankrupt.

So Luther ignored the prayers of the homeless people at all, and instead set up a recruitment office nearby, and only those who had a skill, or were willing to work hard, would be recruited, and the others would be driven away.

"Alas~. Looking at the ragged men, women, and children, Luther felt a little uncomfortable, but this is the reality, how capable he is of great things.

When he didn't know it, the thoughts in his mind fought with each other, and finally a new soul was completely formed, which was the final fusion of the Luther after crossing over and the residual influence before, and also marked that from now on there was only one Luther in the world.

"Young Master. ”

After seeing Luther coming with a team of soldiers, Canadian Solar hurriedly put down the work in his hand and handed it to his deputy, and hurriedly walked over.

"Hmm. Luther nodded and looked at the wanderers who were neither far away nor approaching in the distance, and he pointed to the distance and asked Canadian Solar, "What's going on with the dozens of people over there?"

In contrast to the displaced people who were left without staying on the side, there were dozens of people in the open space far away from the other displaced people, who neither approached nor left.

"Why don't they go, waiting to be twisted?"

Most of the lords either took some of the exiles into slavery or made them the kind of peasants who restricted their freedom, or they would expel them, or if they did not leave, they would order some to be hanged.

So Luther was a little curious, why did these people stay here, weren't they really afraid of being hanged?

At this time, a soldier next to him quietly leaned into the ear of Canadian Solar and said a few words, and American Solar instantly showed a look of understanding, and then said respectfully: "Young master, these people used to be abandoned orphans, who were picked up and adopted by a homeless man, and now that person is dead, it is said that he was killed by bandits in the mountains, so they want you to avenge them now." ”

Bandits? Aren't they the ones the butler encountered? These people are really alive and well, and they are really a scourge that has been left behind for thousands of years.

"Young Master, what obligation do I have to avenge you?"

Luther took a few steps forward, calmly stared at the dozen people opposite, and slowly spoke, his voice was also very calm, as if he was saying something insignificant.

There were a total of 13 people on the opposite side, all wearing tattered cloaks and bare feet, some of which were wrapped in tattered linen, and some of them were wearing torn cloaks without wrapping.

Although their faces and limbs were covered in mud, they could still tell their age, and the oldest of them looked to be in their twenties, and most of the others were teenagers.

Luther's voice may have been like a last straw, after hearing his words, the eyes of the twenty-something, originally gray and lifeless moved, and then dragged his injured legs and limped towards Luther.

Luther called out to the soldiers who were in front of him, and watched them stop 10 steps in front of him, his eyes flashing with approval, because he felt that action was more important than words at all times.

"My lord, I can do anything, please take my younger siblings, even slaves. ”

He has repeated this sentence many times, there are homeless people everywhere along the way, some lords are not even interested in collecting slaves, and drive them directly, his leg was also broken at that time to protect his companions, if he hadn't been rescued by his companions later, he would have died a long time ago.

"Oh, isn't it revenge? I heard you didn't just say that?"

The man was hunched up, as if he had wrapped his thin cloak in the cold, and then said in a somewhat trembling voice, "That...... That's because...... For I have heard that you are a benevolent lord. ”

I guess that's the case, maybe it's because I took in all the displaced people two days ago, so that these people who came here today misunderstood something.

Thinking of this, Luther shook his head, there were only about 30 people in total yesterday, so he casually asked and accepted them all if it felt appropriate, which gave the other party the illusion of joining Sears as a soldier.

"So you regret it now, don't you?"

"I ...... Regretted it. ”

The young man looked back at the others, then gritted his teeth and replied.

Seeing this, Luther also roughly guessed, it should be that this person said that he wanted to join the army when he was questioned, but the choice of those people behind him was the same as him, so they were all eliminated.

"Stupid. Luther spat out two words softly, but still waved his hand: "Give him to the infantry commander, and the others will be arranged by the men to go to the lumber factory, and the women will be arranged to go to the restaurant to do chores." ”

Saying that, without giving the other party any chance to thank him, Luther turned around and left, suddenly making the other party move his toes crampedly, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"Let's go, good luck boy. ”

Seeing Luther and Art Solar walking away, one of the guards left behind smiled at the young man, who didn't seem to have lived long if he hadn't met the Earl, after all, the leg injury could not be healed without careful care.

"Yes, sir. ”

"Don't call me sir, I'm a castle guard. ”

......

Listening to the conversation behind Luther smiled slightly, he doesn't hate this kind of person who knows gratitude, although the behavior is a bit stupid, survival at this time is the key, one of his wrong choices almost ruined the lives of more than a dozen people, so that stupidity is also true.

"Laugh fart, you're getting more and more unruly now. ”

Seeing the somewhat snickering Solar, Luther scolded angrily, and then he was a little happy, when he asked about it just now, he must have guessed the result, so he showed this expression.

"Young master, I think it's okay, this kid will definitely have a future in the future, at least loyalty is guaranteed. ”

"Okay, don't be poor, you didn't say to come over in the afternoon, otherwise how would I come here with a distraction, isn't it uncomfortable?

By the way, what about the statistics? Show me what happened in the morning. ”

When Canadian Solar heard this, he quickly pulled out the previous morning's record from his arms.

This kind of record is usually compiled into a report and handed to Luther after the evening, but Luther feels that the old stay in the castle is about to rust for the past two days, so he thinks it is good to go out for a walk and even deal with some things by the way.