As an Earl, Orkot encountered many different territories and had a wealth of experience, which gave him a deep understanding of what a territory could be.
After roughly getting to know the situation in Hope Village, he already had a fixed image of it in his mind.
After all, no matter how much a territory develops, how well it develops, there’s still a certain limit.
But Hope Village seed a little different.
Was this really a newly promoted Level 3 village?
He looked around, and it already rivaled an average Level 1 town.
The most important part was, it had been established for just over two months, and to have achieved so much in such a short ti was really a bit... outrageous.
Even Earl Orkot was so surprised, let alone the soldiers accompanying him, who couldn’t help but whisper to each other.
"Didn’t they say it’s been just over two months?"
"Yes, just over two months."
"Then isn’t this rate of developnt a bit too... fast?"
"It is fast. Not only is it a short ti, but it’s also more prosperous than your average Level 3 village. I wonder what it’s like inside?"
"It definitely won’t be bad! If all these people are here to buy goods, Hope Village must be making a lot of money every day."
"My family knew I was coming to Hope Village and already made a list for to buy things to take back, saying it would be much cheaper than buying from Bengela Town."
"..."
The voices of the group were already quite low, but they still sohow reached Earl Orkot’s ears.
In fact, among the soldiers escorting him this ti, there were those who had gone out with him before and those who had been newly assigned.
From their simple exchanges, one could tell that, during his absence, the trade between Hope Village and Bengela Town had already beco deeply entrenched in people’s hearts.
He had returned a bit late.
It’s just that he himself never expected that his "ho" would be "stolen" just because he took a trip out.
"Earl, do you need to reveal your identity and take the special passage?" Multa asked at this mont, clearly more concerned about the ti they needed to enter the city.
Considering the line-up, it seed that it would indeed take quite so ti to get into the city.
The Earl had never experienced such "hardship" before.
Earl Orkot, listening, was just about to say sothing when he noticed Marvin’s hesitant expression.
He straightforwardly raised his eyebrows; Marvin had shown that look quite often today, and every ti it appeared, there was sothing difficult to say!
Could it be that there’s sothing noteworthy about the special passageway in Hope Village?
"If you want to say sothing, just say it! We’re already here; there’s no need to hide anything anymore," Earl Orkot said directly to Marvin.
He had always been a person of calm and stable disposition, not so easily influenced.
"It’s just that in Hope Village there is a special situation, which is that nobles don’t have many privileges here," Marvin started, "so the chances of our group cutting in line are very slim."
Earl Orkot had yet to say anything when Multa, on the side, couldn’t help but frown, "How can this be acceptable?"
"Previous nobles who ca experienced the sa thing. Hope Village really hasn’t made an exception before, and the last ti the Marquis from Lovisa City wanted the soldiers from Hope Village to kneel in welco, he was rebuffed. In fact, the residents of Hope Village are quite... self-assured," Marvin said helplessly.
He truly couldn’t forget the spectacle of a group of residents mocking the Marquis!
Perhaps under normal circumstances, it is only a minority of people who are influenced by the broader environnt.
But what about Hope Village? It was the majority who were influenced by a minority of Hope Village, and the entire world view shifted with the rules of the other side.
Many who ca to Hope Village were not used to it, but once they did, they could never go back to the way things were before.
Marvin felt that after spending a long ti between the two places, he seed to have been sowhat toughened up as well.
Although he still felt fearful of the Earl, he was no longer as trepidatious as before.
He thought that today, in front of the Earl, his mindset was quite relaxed, and he explained things quite well.
They gave him a different perspective from which to view the world.
This must be why Hope Village attracts so many people!
As for this point, Marvin didn’t ntion it, anyway, as long as the Earl entered the territory, he would be able to feel it.
It seems like most nobles are not accustod to it.
Muer: "..."
In contrast to Muer’s speechlessness, Earl Orkot seed quite interested in this phenonon and waved his hand, "No need, let’s just queue up and enter! It’s also a good experience."
Since the plan was to observe Hope Village, hiding their identities was the best strategy.
He, as a noble, enjoyed luxuries but did not indulge excessively.
He could endure this bit of "hardship."
"Yes," Muer nodded in agreent.
Marvin said no more.
And so, the entire group queued at the end of the long line.
However, even though Earl Orkot had concealed his identity, the soldier on the watchtower, who had received orders to observe from above, focused their attention on this particular group.
After all, a group of over a hundred people, each riding a Horse Beast, with two Beast Carts among them, one of which was outrageously large, resembling a house on wheels, revealed a particularly different foundation.
Who else could it be?
They imdiately transmitted the ssage back when they spotted the target.
When Zhou Bai and Bayer received the ssage and saw that the system had not notified them, Zhou Bai knew that the other party had indeed hidden their identity.
"Since they’ve hidden their identity, let’s pretend we don’t know!" Zhou Bai said, and then he prepared to get off work.
Today, he ca back early and decided to have dinner with his mother.
With his father out on a task, his mother was alone at ho, so he should spend more ti with her.
He wondered how their task was progressing.
"Mhm," Bayer nodded. Since they didn’t reveal their identity directly, as the Lord had said, they probably weren’t here to cause trouble, but it was still wise to keep an eye on them.
And not long after Zhou Bai got off work, the staff of the Lord Mansion gradually left too.
After all, after dark, they would need torches for light, which were too dim to work efficiently, so it was natural to work during the day and rest at night.
As darkness fell, more people began to walk around on the streets within the territory.
It was after complete nightfall that Earl Orkot and his party successfully entered the city.
The mont they entered, they saw the lights of thousands of hos lining the roads and the surging crowds throughout the territory.
At that mont, they all experienced a slight illusion.
Hope Village seed busier than Bengala Town.
At least Bengala Town did not have so many people concentrated in one district, which led to their varying impressions.
Orkot stepped down from the Beast Cart and paused as he observed the people on and alongside the road.
Having queued up for a while to enter, they already had a sense of the liveliness inside Hope Village, but upon entering, they found an entirely new world.
Hope Village really spared no expense on their roads!
The road was so large that it provided an incredibly expansive view.
Everything was in sight.
At that mont, Earl Orkot saw a hint of a "city" in Hope Village.
In his mory, only when a territory reached the level of a city, would such large roads be constructed in so key areas.
Was Hope Village aiming for a "city" status from the very beginning of its establishnt?
Indeed, it was different from the usual territories!
The next mont, looking at the astonished Muer and the others, he said directly, "Follow , Muer. The rest of you go get settled, and after that, you’re free to do as you please."
Since he had co, he intended to take a good walk around and have a look.
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