After the rainy season, the temperature in the Hamp Plain is a little lower, and this war-torn land is about to move towards a new winter.

In the central square of the city of Ball, Meria had set up a small makeshift stove in the barracks, the hot porridge in the pot was churning, and a mellow smell of rice filled the tent.

It's been the seventh day that Ron has been unconscious, and there is still no sign of waking up, and in addition to attending to the affairs of Boer City in the tent every day, Meria has also taken care of Ron.

The lord's mansion of Boer City is still under construction, and it is really unreasonable for the lord of a city to stay in such a crowded small tent, and the security and office environment here are definitely not as good as in a regular house.

However, at Meria's request, the construction of the Lord's Palace was not carried out quickly, and the priority was to solve the problem of housing for all civilians.

Meria took two worn-out rags from the tent's small wooden table, walked over to the stove, picked up the iron pot, and poured the cooked millet porridge into the small wooden bowl.

"Damn Ron, it's the first time I've taken care of a ...... like this Man. Merial couldn't help but mumble as she endured the burning sensation in her palms.

Gently placing the wooden bowl next to Ron's bed, Meria tiptoed to the door of the tent, lifted the curtain and looked around, the early morning Boer City seemed extraordinarily quiet, there was no clanging sound of craftsmen's utensils, and seeing that there were no soldiers walking around, Meria quietly walked back and sat beside Ron with a small stool.

Looking at Ron, who was breathing evenly, Meria suddenly snorted, reached out and grabbed the soft flesh on Ron's face, and pinched two handfuls fiercely, but the latter did not react again.

"Phew, you slept like a dead pig, and I had to feed you!"

Meria scooped up a small spoonful of rice porridge, according to the doctor who diagnosed Ron's condition, Ron's coma, although it is not clear what the situation is, and I don't know if he can wake up, but in order to ensure the operation of the body's functions, the daily supply of food and water cannot be interrupted. Although Meria took over the job of taking care of Ron, the work of urinating and cleaning the body was all pushed to Will.

Merial reached out and pinched Ron's nose, and after a few moments, the latter slowly opened his mouth, and Merial jerked the spoon to Ron's mouth and poured all the millet porridge on the spoon into it.

Although in a comatose state, Ron's body still maintained basic functioning, and seeing Ron's throat make a swallowing motion, Merial scooped up a spoonful of porridge again, put it to her mouth and gently blew twice.

"Ron, now that Boer City has returned to normal operations, some citizens are still curious about where the adjutant who had been following me had gone. Meria muttered to herself as she fed Ron, "Will had been resting for a few days, and I sent him out again to find what you call the magical 'gunpowder'." ”

"I'm curious why Will, as well as Ginny and Planck, these good soldiers, you can bring them over and suffer with us. Meria sighed lightly: "This Boer city is not rich, and they are willing to follow us to endure hardships." ”

"You said your dream was to become a vassal in the Fjords of Death, so you should wake up soon......"

Meria was so immersed in a human world that she didn't notice the movement outside the tent.

Gurgle, cluck!

The crisp sound of horses' hooves came all the way along the official road of Boer City, Ginny galloped on horseback, without the slightest awkward feeling, although she had been discharged from the army for a while, but Ginny's figure was still quite good, there was no trace of fat on her body, and her riding skills did not fall.

The soldiers near the barracks in the central square knew Ginny, who was obviously more popular with the soldiers than Meria, and Ginny and Planck often mingled with the soldiers after arriving in Bol.

Planck's temper was short-tempered, although he himself was not known, but the soldiers had privately equated him with another one-eyed officer, Godin, and Ginny was powerful, not beautiful but heroic, which made the soldiers respect and like the officer more and more.

"Is the lord inside?"

Ginny stopped in front of the barracks and asked the guards standing guard in front of the barracks.

"Yes, you haven't gone out in the morning. ”

"That's good. Ginny rolled over and dismounted, and trotted briskly towards the tent where Meria was.

"Your Excellency, ......"

Ginny had just lifted the curtain of the door, and before she could say the words, she choked in her throat.

Merial half-crouched beside Ron's bed, spooning him rice porridge - all of this seemed fine, but as an experienced knight, especially as a woman, Ginny felt that Meria's movements and demeanor did not seem to be that of a "male" comrade.

"Ginny, what's the matter?"

Meria put down the porridge bowl in her hand and turned to look at Ginny.

Ginny's expression froze, and she collected the strange thoughts that popped up before her, "Lord Lord, Will is back. ”

"Will is back?" Meria stood up suddenly, he knew what it meant, "Luo Yaling, do you have any raw materials for gunpowder?"

The corners of Ginny's mouth rose slightly: "Not only that, Luo Yaling's gunpowder reserves are beyond our expectations." ”

Meria excitedly returned to the house and punched his fist, those who have experienced the defense of Yod Town know the power of gunpowder, and with gunpowder, the strength of the city defense army of Boer City will definitely be greatly improved.

However, Luo Yaling's attitude towards this matter is a little ambiguous. Ginny said in a deep voice: "Although they don't know what this kind of thing does, our sudden purchase of a large amount of gunpowder still attracted their attention, and this time, Luo Yaling also sent an envoy. ”

"Emissary?" Meria's brows furrowed, "Didn't I say before, tell Will not to alarm the Roya Collar officials, just contact some local vendors or porcelain kilns." ”

"The problem of transportation is still relatively sensitive, but the other party does not know the specific role of gunpowder, Will's explanation is that it is a building material. My lord, I see, you should go over and get in touch with the messenger?"

"Okay, this thing, I must go. Meria took off the robe hanging from the tent and draped it over her body: "Let's go, let's go and see!"