The silver arrowhead pierced through the stake, and then there was the sound of breaking wind.

"230 steps!"

The maid serves the ceramic cup and reports the stake distance.

She was nervous, because according to rumors, the princess had a strange personality when she returned, and she never left the palace, even the wooden target was moved to the backyard.

"My lord, this arrow is perfect."

The maid flattered and coaxed the princess to be happy according to the experience taught by her predecessors.

In fact, she didn't even know how many pounds a hard bow had.

"Hmm, ahem."

Cathy choked on this, covered her mouth and frowned, coughing repeatedly.

Several servants around him widened their eyes and hurriedly ran over to hand over the silk handkerchief, wiping all the water stains in their sight.

The maid turned pale and looked around tremblingly, but did not notice the chief of military discipline with the whip.

The courtyard was supposed to have been filled with several royal teachers, a few knights on duty, and a boy with a stool ready.

However, now there is only a round table and two chairs with backrests.

The neat sideburns of the Nagiya scholar were studying ancient texts and had not raised their heads in the turmoil that had taken place here.

Cathy picked up and said:

"I'm fine, you guys, hey, don't touch me."

The maid bowed her head and began to pray for her fate.

But the clay cup was gently placed on the plate, and she almost didn't catch it, but she didn't dare to look up.

"Thanks, you guys go and leave me alone."

These words echoed in my mind, and until I walked out of the courtyard, I still felt in a trance, and I couldn't help but look back—the princess was dressed lightly as usual, and let go after pulling the bowstring full.

Cathy's eyes are focused, and she has learned many things very quickly lately, and even her archery skills have improved a lot.

"It's not enough."

Her back was soaked with sweat, and the autumn wind was slightly cool, not because of practice, but because of touch.

Ever since that "nightmare", anyone other than a female scholar would feel nauseous and shiver when they touched her, and cold sweat broke out desperately.

Whenever I feel a little angry, I will feel several times more fear in my heart.

Recently, female scholars have talked about many rules for dealing with others and ways to adjust their emotions, although they are a little different to use, but they have also been alleviated.

She focused elsewhere, trying to become stronger as soon as possible until she could face her demons.

"What are you going to teach in the afternoon?"

"Illustrated Book of Forest Plants."

Nakia stroked the leather spine and studied the kingdom's new collection.

She picked up the teacup, spotted a ripple in the colored liquid, and gently closed the lid again.

"Cathy, go to the room and rest for a while, and drink the medicine by the way."

The princess lowered her arrow, hesitated slightly, and then chose to leave through the side door.

Cathy knew that academics had visitors, and they were people neither of them wanted to meet.

Goss Langar walked around the corner.

He didn't have a crown, no retinue, not even a huge velvet coat, and the majestic and domineering king in the consulium was now wearing only an extremely simple long-sleeved pullover.

"Do you remember? Some time ago, I let a big dog out and let him teach Tayokanda a lesson. ”

He pulled out a stool and sat down.

The tone does not fluctuate, like a small talk with friends over a snack.

Nagiya was silent, not even caring if something had happened to Arnold.

After all, after saving enough disappointment, even worries will not remain.

"If it finds a trace, it should go and kill the prisoner as well. Hey, yes, how did you introduce the other person? ”

Goss turned around coldly.

There was neither scrutiny nor questioning in his eyes, as natural and calm as a breeze.

The female scholar pondered for a while before she answered:

"Wandering mercenaries, not much information, not a kingdom nobleman or a well-known warlord."

She took a sip of her strong tea and continued.

"Oh, by the way, he's got good hands and brains."

Goss nodded, took off the lord's ring in his hand, and wiped it with a cloth.

"I'm sending fog wolves, you've probably read about this creature, but yesterday evening, one of them disappeared from my senses."

There are many legends about the kingdom of Anton Weisen, and no one knows exactly how rich it is under power.

"I don't know where that mercenary is, do you have any comments or ideas?"

"Maybe it's something else, after all, the fog wolf isn't that easy to deal with."

Nakia put down the teacup and picked up the book again, her fingers reaching through the gap and flipping it open.

"What's more, it's a rascal with no reputation?"

Goss blinked, faintly swept across the other's face, the familiar old man had wrinkles, but still retained that unique temperament.

"Well, it makes sense."

He put on his ring and got up to leave.

"Adam White, a strange name, is on the list.

Caravans and hanging birds will send wanted warrants to each town, hoping that he will survive. After all, I'd love to get to know him in person. ”

The courtyard is filled with a gentle breeze, bringing in fresh air scented with flowers and grass dew.

There was only the sound of flipping books on the side of the table.

Cathy leaned against the corner, trembling all over.

……

Adam sat in the shade of a tree.

Although it looks neat and crisp on the outside, the inner lining has been wrapped in bandages.

Beneath the cliffs, the dream courtyard has been rebuilt, and oak trees have been lifted up to the ground by ziplines to frame the cottages.

The workers were seldom able to hear conversations, although they were nimble.

The lively atmosphere of the past is gone, and it seems that the pressure of life is once again pressing on the shoulders.

Sean and the cavalry were training, and the clubs and simulated swords were fighting with murderous intensity, as if they were being stimulated to be bloody, and even the simulated weapons fighting were riveting.

【Luca Munch】

[Qualification: Body 2.2 Intelligence 1.7]

In terms of numbers, he is already outstanding.

If the others do not join forces to target, they will break through the defense line alone, and they can even be intercepted and killed one by one.

Adam cultivated Lukka very carefully, and even if it was not convenient to do it now, he would give verbal guidance on swordsmanship skills, and occasionally tell some gossip.

Mrs. Cooper had already delivered the flag to the main building, which was now rolled up across the walls and had been the main topic of discussion lately.

The banquet is about to be held, and the phased work is being completed.

Sean had already inquired about the passage and had purchased a cargo ship from the riverside village that could go south, but it was inevitable that there would be a few carriage rounds.

At the end, Bellens left a miracle:

After last night, the wooded area in front of the lumberyard had disappeared, and even the turf was gone, and a wide dirt road had been strangely carved out of the towering trees.

It is directly connected to the main road, which frightens pedestrians, and many goods and horses along the way are listening to the news.

Sean is busy dealing with this.

He spread a few rumors about the Forest Messenger and dismissed the matter in a perfunctory manner.

There is a precedent for Kundia, after all, the homeland of the little man's ancestors, the legendary Slavic desert, suddenly came into being overnight.

But the inhabitants have their own ideas, and many secretly attribute them to the magical lord.

Connecting to the main roads means that more people will come into contact with the stronghold.

And according to the prestige, as well as the image of Adam in the hearts of the inhabitants, there will be quite a few people left to settle.

【Road Flow】

[Reputation: 875]

[Population Increment: +6/day]

A growing population brings not only prosperity, but also greater pressure.

If you stay in the valley and develop steadily, there is really too little you can do.

Although the trip to Taigangda was full of hardships, it took several key trade routes, and various supplies continued to replenish the base, and the progress made was greater than all previous efforts.

[Unfinished business: dandelion's obsession]

The southern ports are heavily freighty, and they certainly have their own strengths that can be exploited.

The fog wolf incident can't happen again!

Strength is the foundation of survival, and on the Kundia continent, living in a corner and growing slowly is no different from waiting for death.