It's getting late and the sun is about to set.

"Gollum~"

"Sister, I'm so hungry."

When she opened her eyes, Sheena sat up from the bed holding her drumming belly, only to find that her sister was already lying on the ground, still face down, and her nose was deflated.

"Yikes! Sister! ”

Rolling over from the bed, Sheena picked up Misha, who was already fainting from hunger, and shook it vigorously.

"You don't want to die, sister! Woo, sister, wake up! ”

Her eyes rolled with difficulty, and Misha, who had a red mark on her forehead, opened her mouth.

"Don't, shake ...... Now, I'm ...... Not dead yet......"

"Sheena? Mischa? Daddy, I'm back! Hurry up and open the door~"

A man's familiar voice came from outside the door, causing the two little girls to jump from the ground.

Misha pushed her sister away, took the lead in opening the deadbolt, and stared at the sack behind Ziram, and then her eyes lit up, and a pure smile appeared on her face.

"Sheena, Misha, did you stay in the house obediently?"

Qilam rarely took out the majesty of being a father, but the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, because he was holding the jar, so he couldn't fork his waist, and his majesty couldn't be majestic.

Before the two little ones could respond to their father's question, the man happily closed the door, put down the crockpot he was holding, and commanded.

"Dad, I'm going to get you something to eat, be careful not to hit the can."

"Got it~(*2)"

Two little girls kneeling on the dirt floor in a well-behaved baby sitting position,

Looking at the tattered clothes of the good daughters, and thinking back to the sackcloth worn by those enthusiastic friends in the morning, the man's nose was a little sour,

"Today Dad got two loaves of bread and a fish, enough for you two little ones to eat, and Dad will be able to get the food back tomorrow."

"Wow! Dad is amazing! ”

Seeing Sheena cheering and kissing Ziram's dirty cheek, Misha hesitated for a moment and followed to the other side.

Looking at the adoring eyes of his daughters, Qilam, whose eyes were a little sour and swollen, only felt that his wronged anger was not in vain at all, and it was worth it to suffer more.

As long as he can make his two daughters live a good life, he can be a cow and a horse, not to mention, if he lives in the jade collar, he may not have to be a cow or a horse......

"Actually, it's not that Dad is great, it's Dad who met a really good person."

Lighting the flint with the flint, the branches in the cobblestone will soon burn, and then placing the clay pot between the three cobblestones, just wait for the water to boil and put the pickled fish in it, and you will have a perfect hot meal.

"Good guys? Is Demacia a good guy? I remember my dad saying that he used to get his food from the good guys of Demacia. ”

Sheena's eyes widened as she looked at her father, who seemed to have changed.

Recalling the Demacian soldier who had killed the old lame man in the morning, Ziram shook his head gloomily.

"The people of Demacia are not good people, and Dad used to see it wrong."

"Then Dad got so much food this time, is it ...... Where did you get it? ”

Misha asked after her sister's words, she was also curious, before it was a small piece of black bread, but today it is two black loaves of bread and a fish, and the difference is too big.

There was one thing she didn't say, she suspected that her father had stolen the food.

"It was the people of the Emerald Collar who gave it to Dad, and Dad helped the people of Emerald Collar work to build a house, they gave Dad food, and asked Dad to bring the food back to you two little guys, which is equivalent to Dad doing the work of one person and taking the share of food for three people, they are all good people."

"Emerald Collar? What's that? Is it a gemstone? ”

Ziram was stunned, looked at the innocent Sheena, and nodded subconsciously.

"Yes, the Emerald Collar is a green gem, and it's the hope of Daddy and Misha, Sheena."

Misha heard something else.

"So, Dad, who is the owner of this gem in the Emerald Collar?"

"Emerald Collar's ...... Master? ”

Thinking back to what he had been through during the day, because he had been so focused on food and investigating the reason for the Emerald Collar, Ziram found that he had forgotten the name of the Emerald Collar's owner that the Noxians and the others had spoken about, and the man scratched his messy head in anguish, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.

took advantage of others and didn't remember their names, and this thing was too inauthentic.

"Haha, they didn't say, tomorrow Dad will ask and then tell Misha, okay?"

"Good~"

"Sheena needs to know, too!"

"Okay, Sheena will know too~"

Knowing that Zaohui's eldest daughter had already remembered the matter of the owner of the Jade Leader, Zilam kept this matter in his heart.

"Haha, the soup is hot, the fish is boiling, don't be too anxious, otherwise your mouth will be burned, drink the soup while eating bread, and wait for a while to dry......"

Looking at the two daughters with more smiles and satisfaction on their faces, Ziram's face was also full of pride.

"Go early tomorrow, maybe I'll be back sooner......"

……

Under the new policy, the Emerald Collar has undergone earth-shaking changes, whether it is a Demacian or a Mombia, whether it is a homeless or a victim, there is a little more longing for life on their faces, and they put aside their previous identities and begin to try to call themselves the Emerald Collar's people.

The premise of self-motivation is that there is room for improvement, and the fact is that as long as life can get better and better, no one will show their inertia, unless most of the upside has been lost.

The farmland and orchards in the north are well tended by the people, and counting the game in the mountains to the north, the food output is enough to feed more than a thousand people, and now the population of the Emerald Territory is less than six hundred, and under the orders of Leicester's unified distribution, most of the people can live a well-fed life.

Rows of wooden houses in the West End were neatly lined up, and the barracks had a rough frame, where the Black Iron Guards and Shadow Crossbowmen had been stationed, laying down their weapons and building their future homes under the guidance of the building stonemasons.

There are also a lot more workshops in the south, and in the case of priority construction, there are also two more blacksmith shops and bow and crossbow workshops, and under the constraints of qualified craftsmen, the weapon workshop has now reached the limit that the Emerald Collar can bear.

Regarding the construction of equipment, Leicester appointed an elderly blacksmith named Hellistol, and under the integration of the old blacksmith, more than a dozen blacksmiths formed the [War Workshop] and began to study the art of casting.

The blacksmiths also led dozens of young apprentices who were willing to learn the art of casting, so that the apprentices began their iron-smelting careers, teaching the apprentices to try to practice casting some simple agricultural tools.

Near the foothills of the Shimmering Silver Mountains, Leicester took over the caves left behind by the Mombians, where they found copper, iron, tin, and, most importantly, large deposits of silver in the depths of the mines further south of the caves.

This result made Lester sigh that the land of the Emerald Collar is indeed a treasure of feng shui, but I don't know why it will become barren in the future.

Everything is thriving, there are pregnant women who have given birth to new lives, and the Emerald Collar has shown a unique vitality and atmosphere, so that the residents of the Emerald Collar have a greater sense of belonging to this beautiful and rich land, and naturally have a deep sense of gratitude and reverence for Leicester who brought all this.

Opening his eyes from the empty bed, Lester decided to give himself a day off on this day.