The Dictatorial Lords

Now I have to say that the lord Locke is becoming more and more qualified. I inspect the construction of the dungeon every day when I have nothing to do, or just look at the humble town on the ground. Yes, this village is almost developing into a small town now. Originally, this valley was about the size of three stadiums. In the past, there were too many things, and only a little bit in front of the valley was developed. Now the rat people are only slowly dividing those shops and houses in the dungeon, and there are not so many rat people. Now other Ratmen are building these towns on the ground. The back of the former village has been expanded a lot. All are houses and shops. The plan in Locke's mind was that there would be some shops and housing on the ground. Most stores are underground. Food can be grown in the spare area. After all, when the caravan was built in the future, food must be the main commodity.

Or just go to see the training of the knights, and give them some materials for training. These are all resources exchanged in the system, if they are placed outside. That's a lot of gold coins. But Locke didn't care. There is nothing fist can compare. As long as the fist is big enough. The safer you are in another world. After all, those knights are the foundation of Locke.

As he was walking, he saw Hal and Lawrence muttering and not knowing what to say. Locke walked over. "Lord Lord." The two saw Locke coming over. Bow down and salute.

"What are you mumbling about?" Locke asked. "Sir, we are talking about the caravan. Lawrence said that the population in the territory is too small. I am going to ask me to take the caravan to other tribes to exchange some population." Hal said.

When Locke heard his eyes lit up, he thought, Lawrence still had a bit of foresight. Now, except for the Rat Man in the territory, he exchanged them all. This is not what a small town still looks like. Even so, the total population is only a few hundred.

Locke heard the serious color: "Yes, Hal, Lawrence is right, our territory is now under construction. But the population is too small. It doesn't look like a small town at all. This time you go out. The most important thing is to exchange some people, and you need an honest and easy-to-manage race. You are an expert in this area. After all, you foxes do business in this wilderness and know all kinds of races. After all, coming to our town counts as our territory. If there are such young adults, I will allow them to bring their families.”

After listening, Hal said to Locke, "Sir, you are really a kind lord." There is really nothing to say about Locke's welfare of the subjects. If other tribes would want old people and children. "Definitely, if all the young and middle-aged people on the territory are replaced without their family members, they will be slaves. Who will work for the territory seriously in the future, only by taking good care of their families and giving them a family that can If they have a chance to survive, they will make serious contributions to the territory. Besides, if there are no men, women and children in the town, and the circulation of coins, how can it be considered a town? Business or something, this is what a town should be like."

Lawrence on the side rolled his eyes when he heard Harqualock's kindness. Recently, he heard from the knights under Ellie that the noble lady was sent out by the lord and sent a team of knights to **** him. them. As a result, they were all killed halfway, and it is estimated that they are now mummified. But Lawrence didn't think it was too much. He was also present at the time, and it was not a good person to look at that noble lady. Lord Lord saved their lives, and in turn threatened Lord Lord. What a greenhouse flower. Never experienced the darkness of society. .

When Hal heard Locke's words, he nodded. I think the lord is right, a town is not all battle sequences. There are all kinds of people, so it's called a town, not a military camp. Besides, now that the new territory is built, the population still needs to increase in popularity. More people can also promote currency circulation. Living in the town, there are still many things that must be paid for, and it is impossible for the lord to provide everything. The potatoes and sweet potatoes of the caravan still need to be looked after, and more and more are planted in the future. There are more people in need. Just for those who have no fighting ability.

"I made a note. My lord. Then we'll load up and leave. If we're lucky, we can come back in about three or four days." Hal said, and began to greet the knights to get ready, and the recruited coachman began to rush The bullock cart began to slowly drive out of the city gate.

Locke nodded and said, "Okay, go back early, since the caravan is established, then I will name the merchant, it will be called the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce. Haha, Hal, I hope it is really like gold. In Wigley There is a gleam of gold in the wilderness." Hal laughed and turned around, "Lord Lord, you should be optimistic!"

Locke looked at the convoy slowly walking out of the territory, and his heart was full of hope. His territory foundation in the Wigrit Wilderness finally began to slowly bear flowers. Just waiting to grow up. Open all over the world.

The caravan has started, it's time to exchange some troops out. Otherwise, the unscrupulous people in the Wilderness of Wiglott would not be so easy to get along with. The goods in the caravan are golden lumps one by one. He couldn't believe that no one caught his attention. Without the foundation of strength, no matter how well you do it, it is useless. Only by hurting them and hurting their hearts will they get along well with you.