Pack up your things, wash up briefly, and then get into the bed and rest for a good night.

It was obviously a very rough hut, and the bed was just a simple wooden bed that he had never learned to work as a carpenter, but it made David sleep extremely peacefully.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning, and David, who was full of energy, did not lie in bed, got up neatly, stretched his waist, and simply moved his shoulders and neck.

After getting dressed, he fetched water and washed up, and when he changed his clothes and stood in front of his cabin, only a little light was faintly visible in the distance, and the whole winter town was still immersed in pre-dawn darkness.

Even so, the town has become lively, and the villagers who live here are already getting up: countless people are fetching water at the public water intake point, and many people are washing in front of the newly built drain faucet on the other side of the water intake point.

David noticed that there were also two street lights on the side of the water intake point and faucet, and he didn't know who got it.

Cooking smoke began to rise from the chimney of the canteen, and the women who helped in the cafeteria were picking up vegetables from the cellar.

"It's so lively!"

"yes!" Peggy, who had been walking around the village, saw David and greeted him, "Got up so early?" I thought you'd get a good rest after a long journey. ”

"I went to bed early yesterday and slept soundly." Davy was in good spirits, and it was much more restorative to relax and rest for the night than when he was running around outside and thinking about this and that all day.

In addition, after finally figuring out the upgrade requirements of Goldfinger and determining the next goal, there were many distractions in my heart, and I felt that my holy light had become stronger in a trance.

"Good morning, Lord Baron." Not long after standing in front of the cabin, his ceremonial officer, Elias, also got up, but judging by his state, the ceremonial officer did not rest well.

After a long journey, in a completely new environment, and with a vague future, Elias may not have slept long at all.

And so it was, in addition to the question that David had on his mind, Elias was worried about when Lord Baron Glamorgan would get up? As the ceremonial officer in charge of directing the various aristocratic manners of Baron Glamorgan, it was impossible for Baron Glamorgan to be up and asleep in his room.

So every once in a while, he would get up to check on the situation, and this time when he saw that David had gotten up, he immediately put on his clothes, and put on his appearance, and then appeared before Lord Baron Glamorgan.

"Actually, you don't have to be in such a hurry to get up."

"No, that's my job." Standing outside, stimulated by the somewhat cool air, Elias was much more energetic: "Lord Baron, if I can, I want to determine your usual daily schedule." ”

"I don't have a fixed itinerary for the time being, if you're talking about those etiquette classes, you can arrange them after lunch." He had just finished eating and was not suitable for strenuous exercise, and he would normally practice his bow and arrow and firearms at that time, which he could now use to learn these lessons.

"Yes, Lord Baron." Elias said that he understood, and he quietly stood aside, in a state where David usually doesn't notice him, but when he thinks of him, he can catch a glimpse of him with a slight peripheral eye.

At this time, the two knights of the personal guard also got up and were preparing to arrange for the soldiers to carry out basic drills.

However, after seeing that the Baron had actually risen, Gareth Stanton exchanged a few words with Floyd, who walked straight to David's side.

"Your Excellency."

David nodded to Floyd and asked how the rest was. Is there anything you don't feel comfortable with?

"No, my lord, everyone is well rested."

Truth be told, when Freud first saw the situation in Wintertown, he felt that he would have to suffer a little before the construction site became a real town.

The temperature here in Winter Town is very low, and living in such an empty wooden house, I am afraid that the night will not be very good.

What I didn't expect was that after they moved in, they lit the fire according to the way Eva introduced before, and after burning the so-called heating, not only did they not feel the cold, but they even wondered if summer had arrived early?

Moreover, the bedding distributed to everyone in Winter Town was very comfortable (Laura ordered it in bulk), and it was even more comfortable and warm than the bedding that King Tiran could buy, which made Freud seriously doubt that all the bedding he had bought before was all garbage bedding? Really good bedding can only be used by high-ranking nobles?

If that's the case, why would Winter Town give such a good bedding to ordinary soldiers?

Although there were many doubts in his mind, Freud slept soundly.

He, unlike Elias, doesn't have to think about that much, and his future is already set, and the better Winter is here, the happier he becomes.

When I woke up, although it was still dark here in Winter Town, it had been agreed with Gareth Stanton yesterday that I needed to wake up early and start my official work today.

Train soldiers, survey their surroundings, think about how to arrange sentry posts, etc.

Considering that they only have ten soldiers in their hands, it is difficult to arrange shifts, and perhaps they need to recruit new soldiers in the territory appropriately and form the armed forces of Winter Town as soon as possible, which is also to show their abilities to their new lord.

Unexpectedly, Baron Glamorgan, a new nobleman, actually got up so early, and the two had to briefly discuss that Gareth Stanton would continue to be in charge of training, after all, these soldiers were recruited by him, and he was more willing to follow his orders;

Freud reported to the Baron, and was in charge of today's guards, the knights, who had the duty of guarding the lord.

By the way, he also had to figure out the daily habits of the new lord.

glanced at Elias, who was standing in a similar position to himself, but the other party was standing behind David's left and Floyd was behind the right, and the two nodded to each other as a greeting, and then closed their mouths and pretended to be mute.

After David and Floyd greeted each other, they knew that the knight was serving as a guard, and didn't say anything, 'Go about your business!' ’。

In the future, he will have to get used to this kind of daily life with people around him at all times.

After chatting with Peggy for a few words, he noticed that Floyd in the back was very concerned about what Peggy said, and his face showed a little surprise.

This is not surprising, from what Peggy reported, it can be known that the current defense of Winter Town is in charge of this young woman named Peggy Carter - it is not that the Kingdom of Tiran is without female warriors, but the number is very, very rare, I didn't expect that there is a female warrior here in Winter Town.

When Floyd was surprised, Elias had a similar idea, while also remembering Miss Eva McKenna, who had led them on a tour of the town yesterday.

At this moment, the young woman named Eva also walked out of her hut and came to David: "Morning! David. ”

"Morning!"

Elias, the ceremonial officer, was eager to remind the young Miss McKenna that she should be addressed as Lord Baron Glamorgan, but he felt that it would be better to talk about it later alone, and that it would be better to pretend to be a dummy now. As he began to wonder, what was the relationship between this Eva McKenna and the Baron?

He wasn't the only one who was thinking about similar questions, but Freud next to him was also thinking about them.

From Sharon, who had previously met and accompanied Baron David Glamorgan to the royal capital; to Peggy Carter, who is in charge of the defense of Wintertown; And Eva McKenna, who seems to be Lord Baron's most important assistant.

"Wintertown, is there only one man in charge of affairs, Lord Baron?"

Fortunately, the appearance of Edwin Van Cleef brought Floyd and Elias's gradually deviated train of thought back on track, and the two of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts when they saw the strong leader of craftsmen: they were a little worried just now, if they were not women, would they not be taken seriously?

But......

Floyd looked carefully at Van Cleef, who was standing in front of him, who had just arrived yesterday and had seen so many people at once, but had not carefully observed everyone at all.

Today, after a lot of rest, full of energy, and the start of the escort work, when he professionally examined anyone who appeared in front of him, he found that this so-called artisan leader gave him a very dangerous feeling.

But when he looked closely, he found that this man named Edwin Van Cleef was unremarkable and unremarkable, and belonged to the category that was difficult for people to notice when he walked into the crowd, which made him wonder if there was something wrong with his judgment?

By the time he looked at it a few more times, Van Cleef had already left.

From the conversation just now, the people here know that Van Cleef is going to have breakfast, and then start the day's work: checking the progress of the work in each area and the quality of construction in each area.

"Let's go have breakfast, too!"

David looked left and right, and all who should have gotten up had already gotten up, and the rest was like some kind of pharmacist Cordell, who belonged to the people who needed to go to him if they needed to, and didn't care about it when they were fine.

When everyone arrived at the cafeteria, it was full of people, and they were all strong men.

"This time is the time for the craftsmen to have breakfast, and usually other people will wait for the craftsmen to finish eating." Peggy wanted to remind David to come, but was interrupted by Van Cleeff and forgot to mention it again.

"That's it! Then let's go to the farmland first, and then have breakfast when we get back. ”

The Baron's decision, whether Freud or Elias, will only be followed unconditionally, and naturally there will be no objections.

It's just that before walking out of the canteen, Freud deliberately looked at these men in the canteen again, and secretly sighed in his heart: "These are all good seedlings that can be cultivated into elites!" Where did you invite these craftsmen? ”