There were three people who knew how to carpenter in Greenton, and they stood in front of Bruce and looked at them curiously, and Bruce brought a lot of wood and asked them to cut it according to a certain billy, and Anne and the others also joined in the fun out of curiosity.

"What is this?" Mavis asked curiously when she saw the tool in Bruce's hand.

"This is the ruler, and lo and behold, this is the scale, and we can grasp the length through the ruler." Bruce said to the carpenters.

Bruce's words surprised the carpenters, the carpenters of this era are all based on the experience passed down from generation to generation, how the father does it, the son does how it does, it is completely unknown why, but the long ruler and triangular ruler brought by Bruce, and even a wooden compass, undoubtedly brought a technological innovation to the craftsmen of Glinton.

With these well-scaled tools, anyone who follows the process will soon learn how to make woodwork.

"Now you understand?" Bruce taught the craftsmen the unit of scales on the ruler, but the craftsmen were slow to learn, as these things were new to them.

"I see." Anne raised her little hand and said excitedly to Bruce.

Unexpectedly, the first to learn was Annie, she seemed to be very talented in this tool, and Bruce was also very happy, he was a teacher for the first time, and of course he liked smart students.

Anne quickly learned how to use not only the tools, but also the other craftsmen, but Mavis grew less interested in it, and she was bored with the amount of things she took.

"I'm not playing anymore." Mavis clapped her hands and stood up, and she turned and walked out of the house, but her sister Monica remained in the house.

Mavis hummed an unknown song, grabbing a branch and waving it in her hand as she walked down the road, she didn't really care much if Monica could get her face back, she was just tired of being in the swamp.

"Mavis." Suddenly, a voice stopped her, which made Mavis turn around curiously to see Elder Warren approaching.

"Old man Warren, you called me?"

"Does your mother know about you getting out of the swamp?" Elder Warren walked up to Mavis on crutches, and he asked Mavis with a frown, as if it was a serious problem.

"Of course you do, do you think I'm going to hide it from my mother?" Mavis pursed her lips and looked at Elder Warren, their mother had a secret agreement with Greenton, so in addition to not being able to get out of the swamp, Elder Warren had been responsible for providing living supplies for the two sisters.

"Is this a lie or the truth?" Elder Warren asked anxiously.

"Of course it's the truth, if you don't believe me, you can ask my mother!" Mavis smiled and shrugged her shoulders, then turned away from Elder Warren.

"Hopefully it was her idea, did she notice the new Glinton Lord too?" Elder Warren listened to Mavis's words and looked at the lord's house on the hill with some confusion and concern.

At this time, in the lord's house, Anne made Grinton's first mill model, Bruce did not expect Anne to be so ingenious, he immediately picked up this hydraulic mill model to blow the blades, affected by the wind force, this mill model is driven by the wooden gears to operate, the craftsmen looked at the interlocking gears, and finally figured out a little how the mill operated.

"Look, we just need to scale it up, and we'll be able to build a mill before the wheat harvest in the fall." Bruce proudly held up the model and announced to everyone.

Anne and the others were very happy to hear this, and the existence of a mill on the territory meant that the economy was beginning to operate, and the villagers were able to develop other fields if they were able to support themselves.

But before they could rejoice, there was a knock on the wooden door, and Eve, the huntress, rushed in, and her face was not very good.

"My lord, when I was hunting in the forest, I saw a caravan of men and horses heading towards here."

"Whose centaurs?" Although he had vaguely expected something in his heart, Bruce couldn't help but ask.

"It's the banner of the Locke family." Huntress Eve said to Bruce.

Sir Wayne rode his horse and led the sergeants on the land of Glinton, he had accompanied the previous baron here, because it was a penal colony, so the previous baron did not want to come here, in short, it was a dilapidated and hopeless place.

But this time Sir Wayne clearly felt something different, the serfs were working hard in the fields outside the village, some children were laughing and running, and they saw Sir Wayne and the others with curiosity in their eyes.

"That's supposed to be the Lord's House." Sir Wayne's entourage pointed to a large house next to the village, which was a wooden house, but it was very imposing. “

"No, there it is." Sir Wayne shook his head, and he raised his hand to the hill, where the lord's house was located.

Sir Wayne knows that the villagers of Glynton are actually very resistant to the rule of the Locke family, and the people here are the descendants of the losers and exiles of the black-and-white dispute, and they hate the Locke family who betrayed the White King, so the rulers of the Locke family are actually very troubled here, so they can only use high-pressure governance, so they have the support of the villagers at all, which is why Sir Wayne thinks that sending a messenger can make Bruce restrain his hands.

"Sir Wayne?" But when Sir Wayne led the sergeants to the front of the lord's house, Bruce had already taken Annie and the others out to greet him, and Bruce recognized Sir Wayne from the fragments of memory in his mind.

"Master Bruce." Sir Wayne hurriedly jumped off his mount, and he gave Bruce a knightly salute.

"How did you come here?" With a smile on his face, Bruce looked at his brother's family knight, as the so-called Three Treasures Hall has nothing to do, I'm afraid that this knight with soldiers should not be a good thing here.

"Looks like you're doing well here." Sir Wayne looked around, he saw the longhouse next to the lord's house, although he didn't know what the longhouse was for, but he saw a shooting range with a scarecrow, it was obvious that this was a military facility, Sir Wayne was very surprised in his heart, he remembered that Greenton should not have such a thing, it looked like it should be newly built.

"It's just a little bit of a gadget." Bruce shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed face, his eyes looking at the soldiers standing behind Sir Wayne, these sergeants in cloth armor and holding long contradictory cards, at first glance, looked like professional soldiers.

"I brought your brother's orders." Sir Wayne cleared his throat and said to Bruce.

"Oh, what kind of order?" Bruce narrowed his eyes and raised his chin to Sir Wayne.

"Your brother, your lord, James. Lord Locke asks you to renounce your title of Lord Grinton, surrender your fiefdom and follow me back to Locke Manor. Sir Wayne shouted to Bruce that he couldn't choose.

"What?" Bruce felt a nameless fire rush through him as he listened to this, his facial muscles tensed, his teeth clenched, his hands clenched, and his eyes stared straight at Sir Wayne.

"Ridiculous." Not only Bruce, but also Annie, Edward, Huntress Eve and others around him were in an uproar.

"This is a fief left by Lord Bruce's father, why should Lord James take it away?" Anne plucked up her courage and said loudly.

"The feudal lord has the right to deprive the vassal of his title and domain." Sir Wayne didn't even look at Anne, he looked directly at Bruce and said.

"You don't have a valid reason, as far as I know, without a valid reason, the feudal monarch can't do this, it's against the feudal law." Edward spat on the ground and said to Sir Wayne in a smooth tone.

"Feudal law does not apply to any territory." Sir Wayne frowned, he couldn't see Edward's identity, from the armor on Edward's armor he looked like a knight, but he behaved like a ruffian.

"Lord Bruce, what is your decision, don't do anything stupid, Lord James can mobilize several times more troops than yours, I personally suggest that you obey!" Sir Wayne said to Bruce.

Bruce stood with mixed feelings, he didn't answer Sir Wayne's words, but swept his gaze over his territory, the newly built longhouse, the busy farmland, and the mill that was about to be built, and when he looked back, he saw that the chain mail on Sir Wayne's body was shining in the sun, and the Locke sergeants behind him stood tall, and there were about a hundred of them in Locke Manor, not to mention the hundreds of conscripted soldiers that James could summon at any time.