The camp administrators were all gathered to discuss the way forward in Gawain's tent.

Amber sat down next to Rebecca dishonestly, squirming around from time to time, as if looking for an opportunity to sneak out, and after noticing that Gawain had no intention of letting her go, she couldn't help but mutter, "If you want to have a meeting, you can have a meeting, why do you have to call me - I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

"The main reason for putting you in sight is to prevent you from going out and causing trouble to others," Gawain said casually, then ignoring Amber's grinning expression in the next moment, and went straight to the point, "I called everyone here to make one thing clear first - the crisis is not over yet. ”

Rebecca's eyes immediately widened and looked at Gawain stunned: "Huh? Haven't we already fought off those monsters? ”

"That's the point," Gawain shook his head, "we only fought them off once, but won't they come again?" ”

Everyone at the scene looked at each other, and Norris, the farmer who was called to this occasion for the first time, subconsciously shrunk his neck: he was not frightened by Gawain's words, in fact, he didn't notice what Gawain just said, this simple old farmer just felt awkward to stay here as himself, everyone around him was the object he had to look up to in the past, but now they were all sitting with him, which made him extremely nervous.

Hammer, who was sitting next to him, did well: although the blacksmith was also a commoner, he was responsible for smelting steel for the lord for many years, so he had a lot of experience with nobles, and he seemed very calm at this time.

Hetty noticed Norris's nervousness, but she didn't say anything, but continued Gawain's topic: "Ancestor, haven't you already confirmed the integrity of the Great Wall?" Its self-healing ability ......"

"It's certainly repairing itself, but I'm not sure if it's going to break again," Gawain said, "Guys, let's be clear about one thing – while we've just resolved a crisis, it's not a complete and reassuring victory." The Great Wall is not a god's creation, and even if it is a miracle, it is already a miracle of seven hundred years ago, and the monsters that roam the wasteland of Gondor this time are enough to show that this wall is not omnipotent, and now that the wall is aging, we must be prepared for the possibility that it will fail again. ”

Amber pinched her chin and muttered, "Then it's better to run away......"

"Where are you going?" Gawain glanced at the half-elf, "Once the magnificent wall collapses, the pollution will spread to the entire continent, and besides, you think that everyone is just like you, you can travel hundreds of kilometers with a little wind and grass, and you can survive by finding a random horn?" ”

Then he waved his hand: "I warn you, I just don't want you to let your guard down too much, it's not that the magnificent wall that has stood for seven centuries is about to collapse - I have confirmed last time that it is still operating normally on the whole, and the vulnerability should only be a 'small problem', according to the design drawings of the year and the durability of the elven creation, it should not have the possibility of completely collapsing for at least a few decades, so there is no need to be too nervous." ”

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, and Knight Philip said seriously: "Even so, our victory this time was a big fluke - if the number of enemies was a little larger, if the effect of those traps was a little worse, if those monsters were a little more lucky when they triggered the traps, the outcome of the battle could be completely opposite. The individual qualities of the deviants are far superior to those of humans, and as they increase in number, the breath they emit alone is enough to kill all living creatures in a large area, and the more they are, the more pressure the warriors will have to face, and our victory ...... It's not that reassuring. ”

The honest young knight spoke his mind unabashedly, and that's exactly what Gawain wanted to say: "That's right, you can't be fooled by this victory. Our camp is still very weak, in every way, and now we are only surviving here, and we are far from being able to stand on our feet, so I have gathered you all over and told me about my plans for the future. ”

Hetty spoke curiously: "What's next?" ”

"Build walls, accumulate grain, increase population, increase steel production," Gawain said as he tapped lightly on the table, and he looked at Rebecca first, "How's the progress of firing 'cement'?" ”

"Uh......h It hasn't worked out yet," Rebecca said with a little frustration, "and it's been a bit of an eyebrow, and it's been a bit like that of a porous rock and clay mined near the iron ore mines, but it's going to take a lot of testing to find the optimal ratio, temperature, and firing time." At this time, almost all the energy on the furnace side is focused on firing crystals, and the progress of 'cement' is very slow. ”

In other words, the light has already been seen?

Gawain was faintly happy in his heart, and he looked at Rebecca, who was a little lacking in self-confidence: "Yes, finding the direction is the biggest progress." Your priority now is to hurry up and work out a real cement recipe that works, as soon as possible. In addition, the production of 'Rebecca Crystal' cannot be stopped, at least one-third of the kilns are kept firing the crystal at any time, and a group of people are left to wash and sort. A new warehouse in the southwest of the camp is for you to store those crystals. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Norris again: "What about the wasteland?" ”

The old farmer subconsciously stood up, but then sat down with some embarrassment, and after a few seconds, he sorted out what he had to say: "A hundred lites of cultivated land have been opened on the east and west sides of the camp, planted with sweet wood roots and fire leafy vegetables, the magic of the old man druid and the potion he has made are particularly effective, and the crops are growing frighteningly, maybe they can be harvested before the frost moon comes, and there is still a surplus to feed everyone......"

Gawain interrupted Norris: "You are the head of agriculture, you don't have to call people of your rank master, in fact, you don't have to call me that, you can call me lord or call me knight." ”

Norris glanced at Gawain a little nervously, and repeatedly agreed: "Yes, yes, Duke...... My lord. ”

And Pittman next to him had a slumped face: "It's rare for someone to call me that, so you can't make me cool for two more days......"

"Lord Duke," said Norris again, "there is one more thing that I hope you will allow you to do. ”

"Just say it."

"I took people to see the land there, and the soil was very good, and there was little gravel, but it was not in the plan to be reclaimed in the first place because it was necessary to cross the river, but I thought it would be good to put it to good use." This time the monster hit, many people were worried, and the farmers were especially worried about the land south of the Baishui River, if a piece of land could be opened on the other side of the river......"

Norris paused at this point, as if he didn't know how to continue, with a look of unease and anticipation on his swarthy and wrinkled face, to which Gawain quickly replied: "I agree, the reclamation of the north bank is included in the second phase of the reclamation plan, but before that, a bridge over the Whitewater River must be built first, and a few rafts will not be enough...... Hetty, you record it. ”

"Next up is about population," Gawain said, looking at Hetty, "what do you think about that?" ”

Hetty put down the dipping pen in his hand and thought about it very seriously: "Actually...... The easiest thing is to buy serfs, who are basically innocent and don't need to worry much about loyalty, but this requires a sum of money, and it is not always possible to buy enough quantities; The second is to accept the homeless, because in recent years the harvest in the south has been poor, and several small local nobles have broken out into many conflicts, and there are still many homeless homeless. For most nobles, the extra population is a burden, and the displaced people from other territories are livestock, so these people live a difficult life in the cracks, they are even 'cheaper' than the serfs, and they stutter and go......"

Speaking of this, Hetty couldn't help but shake his head: "But the problem is also obvious: these people are difficult to find out where they come from, and in the process of wandering around, they are contaminated with a lot of bad habits of stealing chickens and dogs, allowing them to enter the territory in large numbers, and security will become a huge problem." ”

Amber's voice suddenly came faintly: "If you can live in peace and contentment if you obey the law, most of the scoundrels and gangsters will try to find a job - they don't like to roll in the gutter to choose to be rats, do you think someone will choose to live a life of starvation and whipping all day because they like to steal things?" ”

Hetty looked at Amber in a daze, not choking back the half-elf's words for the first time, while Gawain said lightly after a few seconds: "You tried to steal my seal the day before yesterday, but I threw it out of the tent - so while what you said makes sense, is it embarrassing for you to say it yourself?" ”

Amber: "I'll just joke with you!" ”

"Stop!" Gawain immediately waved his hand to interrupt Amber, and said in his heart that it was dangerous, and he really couldn't be careless when communicating with this elf shame, maybe if you took her stubble, you couldn't help but become a joker, "Expanding the population still needs to be planned." Hammer, let's talk about the progress on the steel side......"

At the same time, in the upper reaches of the Baishui River, a beautiful large ship with the insignia of the Ansu royal family, three sails spread, and painted white was sailing smoothly on the river, and several small boats were guarding it in front and behind.

On the side of the white ship, a special pale gold marker could be seen, which was a ring that glowed gold, and within the ring were two beams of light that crossed.

That is the mark of the Church of Light.

It is not uncommon for royal insignia and ecclesiastical emblems to be hung at the same time throughout Ansu, so the scene naturally attracted the attention of the residents of the town of Tanzania on the banks of the river.

The men of the boat set out from the capital of Ansu and floated on the Dolgon River for a month, then from the tributaries of the canal to the Baishui River, where they drifted for another week before finally setting foot on this barren land on the edge of the kingdom.

It was a hard journey, but no one on board complained, because a man who was not at all in a position of identity was on board, and who had never complained a word.

On the upper floor of the White Oak, which belongs to the royal family, in a dedicated prayer room, Princess Veronica, the princess of the Holy Daughter, is slowly opening her eyes.

She has long pale blonde hair, her appearance is three points similar to that of her brother Edmund Morn, but it is more feminine and moving, and her years of immersion in the path of light have given her an incredible holiness and calmness, even if she is wearing only a simple white nun dress, she is like an angel from heaven with an inviolable aura.

It wasn't until a few minutes after she finished praying that the detached aura, which was so detached that it was not human, faded from her.

As if sensing the change in the breath in the prayer room, the knock on the door sounded at this moment, and a female voice with almost no emotional change came from outside: "Your Royal Highness Princess, you have arrived in Tanzania, do you want to meet that Viscount Andrew on the shore?" ”

The faint glint in Veronica's eyes faded, and she replied gently, "No, just send a messenger." The Lord has given me a revelation that I shall not stop here, but shall hurry to Cecil and lead it, where I ...... There is something that the Lord has shown me. ”

The breath outside the door left, Veronica's eyes narrowed slightly, and the light floated out of her eyes again, as if uncontrollably.

She closed her eyes completely and went into meditation again.

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