Chapter 164: The End of the Month Arrived In the Blink of an Eye
Ti flew by, and three weeks passed quickly.
It was the end of the month.
Oasis Lookout was still busy, but it was full of vitality.
The civilians were busy in the agricultural area and the livestock area on the north side. No one could relax, but no one complained about such days. Instead, they wore happy smiles on their faces, full of love for the construction of their ho.
They were full of energy.
At the celebration banquet, Lord Kant, the lord of this place, promised.
“Drondheim” would not mistreat any of its citizens!
This statent was said by my Lord himself. It was absolutely authoritative. The civilians who had been plagued by exploitation and war in the continent of Caradia gave an absolute applause.
That was why they treated the Oasis Lookout as their ho and worked diligently.
Moreover, this was the land of miracles.
Lord Kant’s reputation was spread throughout the continent of Caradia. Under the praises of the bards, everyone knew that he was a young, benevolent, and philosophical lord. Even the noble would be awestruck when they heard his na, thus, they would never deceive ordinary civilians like them.
And when they ca here, they also noticed Kant’s kindness.
Because these civilians only needed to pay one denar per week for the head tax.
They were usually given food, drink, and accommodation.
In Caradia, those greedy nobles would not care about the lives of the civilians in their own estate, they were so greedy that they would break the bones and suck their marrow. They only knew how to levy all kind of taxes, and then expand their army to build stronger troops to plunder other lords. Or they responded to the king’s call and attacked the territories of other kingdoms.
“May God bless Lord Kant.”
Thinking of this, the civilians who were still busy with farm work prayed in their hearts.
It was rare to see such a good lord.
At this mont.
Kant was walking in the attic of the city wall.
Inside, the Vaegirs marksn who were scattered in the city wall and the arrow tower ca to Kant respectfully and bowed to him. They did not put on the airs of a level 5 troop class and were unusually complintary to Kant.
“Did you find anything unusual?”
They ca to the top of the arrow tower in the northeast corner.
Kant stood within the 10-ter tall arrow tower, looking at the continuous dune to the north.
The marksn behind him replied, “No, my lord, everything is normal.”
“Very good.”
Kant nodded, and at the sa ti, exhorted, “Keep an eye out for .”
“Yes.”, the marksn replied.
Although they had defeated the expedition army of the Kingdom of Grey Mane and sold all the captives as slaves, basically wiping out these Jacakalans from the Mannheim coast, they still had to be vigilant.
Who knew if those high-level Jackalan would continue to send people over.
After all, the Kingdom of Grey Mane on the Mannheim Coast was an independent kingdom. Sending people over to inquire about the results of the expedition army was very simple.
There was also the most crucial point.
Manid, 30 one-humped cals, and a cal team of 20 desert bandits had already gone deep into the Nahrin Desert to collect coarse salt from the natural salt mines. It had been three days, and they should be back soon.
The speed of one-humped cals in the desert was not inferior to that of desert horses.
Kant spent 20,000 denars to buy the other 20 one-humped cals which were similar to the previous 10 cals. They were all boats of the desert, elves that could walk briskly among the dune.
Moreover, their ability to carry things was even more outstanding.
“There’s a situation.”
Kant was just about to walk down the arrow tower.
At the sa ti, the sharp-eyed Vaegirs marksman who was looking into the distance noticed sothing. After careful identification, he imdiately reported, “In the north, Mr. Manid’s cal team has returned!”
“Huh?”, Kant also turned his head to look.
After passing through the lush 30 acres of date palm jungle, the endless sea of sand was still at the end of his gaze.
He squinted.
Kant naturally knew that these Vaegirs marksn would not lie to him.
He waited for a mont.
Finally, at the end of his eyesight in the north, a tiny black dot appeared in his eyes. Although he still could not see it clearly, Kant still smiled and praised, “Well done.”
The vision of the Vaegirs marksn was much better than his.
Kant left the arrow tower and sped up his patrol of the city wall.
In fact, there was no need to patrol. The soldiers were all very conscientious.
Rather than saying that this was to patrol the city wall, it was better to say that Kant was venting his energy. After all, since the end of the city defense battle at the beginning of the month, along with the various construction arrangents in the fortress, the Oasis Lookout returned to peace. As a lord, he had nothing left to do.
All he could do every day was to walk around and look at his newly changed estate.
There were only so many places that could change.
After three weeks, Kant was already a little bored.
Although the previous days were a little tense and sowhat depressing, he was still quite fulfilled. Now that he was suddenly relaxed, he was not used to it.
After patrolling the city walls, Kant walked down the stairs.
Three Swadian sergeant followed behind him, swaying their burly bodies.
These were his guards.
“Good morning, Lord Kant.”
“My Lord, how do you do?”
“Good morning, my Lord.”
The civilians on the streets greeted Kant warmly.
“Good Morning.”, Kant nodded in return.
As a noble, it was only right for him to enjoy such respect. After all, he was the lord of the continent of Caradia. If these civilians greeted the lord in an impolite manner, they would be punished according to the Lord’s temper. Either they would be given a whipping, or they would be captured and thrown into a prison cell to squeeze out a ransom that was enough to bankrupt them.
However, Kant scoffed at this. A group of lords who had gone mad because of the war.
They walked along the street.
A faint sweet sll was spreading. It was the sugar workshop that was brewing date palm honey.
Those careful peasant won and the citizens who knew how to asure already boiled sugar on a large scale and cut it into thumb-sized pieces of sugar. The sugar pieces were placed in rattan baskets and placed in the cooler underground storeroom to prevent it from being lted by the high temperature.
There were now 20 baskets of date palm sugar in the storeroom of the council hall. They were all boiled during this period of ti.
They were waiting for Manid’s caravan to bring back coarse salt.
All of the coarse salt was processed into expensive fine white salt in the salt workshop before being transported to the Stone Pass.
Not only was the Dukedom of Leo lacking in salt, but it was also lacking in sugar.
These coarse date palm honey was also a precious sugar.
Moreover, the sweetness was more intense and prominent than pure honey. It would definitely be like the salt, becoming a separate business with the Stone Pass. The amount of trade would also be larger.
Of course, if Kant wanted to expand the trade, more than 3000 sets of mail armor and two-handed battle axes that he had seized could be sold at a sky-high price at the Stone Pass. Even Baron Dylan could not “eat” all these items alone. He would need the entire northern county of the Dukedom of Leo, or the southern county, which belonged directly to the king, would be able to buy them all.
After all, according to the proportion of the Jackalan’s body size.
A set of mail armor could be cut into two sets that were suitable for humans. A two-handed battle axe could be slted and forged again, and at least four longsword could be made.
This was a huge strategic resource!
Kant would not sell it rashly, which would arouse the suspicion of the Dukedom of Leo.
There was no need to cross the Devil’s land to reach the nearby “Motherland”. It would take more than 30 days of trekking through the desert to reach the southern part of the Nahrin Desert. If those greedy noble wanted to, they could appear outside the walls of Drondheim in a week.
Although his elite troops could ensure that he was no longer afraid of the threat of these nobles, they would still disrupt the developnt of Drondheim.
Currently, the buildings that had been upgraded were being built in full swing. The construction workers from Suno were in charge of the construction. The most ti-consuming barracks would be completed on the last day of the month.
At that ti, it would be the ti for Drondheim to be officially upgraded to a castle.
Before that, he planned to personally lead a team to the Stone Pass and continue to communicate with his uncle, Baron Dylan. At the sa ti, he would explore the way and familiarize himself with the terrain in the Senwaya Range. He planned to build a village in a hidden place.
This was his main goal.
At the beginning, he had thought that even if there was no village, he would still want to build a logging field in the Senwaya Range.
Especially after defeating the expedition army of the Kingdom of Grey Mane.
Kant had completely brought the natural salt mine under his control, and increasing the production of fine white salt had to be put on the agenda.
This would also consu a large amount of firewood. The daily cooking of a fire and the brewing of sugar in the sugar workshop all required firewood as fuel. It was obviously not enough to rely solely on the date palm tree that had been cut down previously.
The establishnt of a new village would alleviate this problem.
Although it was unknown which country the village would be randomly located at first, Kant had already planned to establish this village in the Senwaya Range as the location of the logging and slave-catching fields.
To provide a large number of high-quality charcoal for the Oasis Lookout.
And to provide Kant with a large number of low-level Jackalan.
After all, in this mountain range that separated the Nahrin desert from the Dukedom of Leo, who knew how many small groups of low-level Jackalan tribe were thriving within it. If they were to really talk about it, the number was even more than the Jackalan tribe in the Nahrin Desert.
After all, although the mountain range was barren, compared to the desert, it was obviously easier to live in it!
Back at the council hall.
Kant didn’t wait for long before Manid and his caravan rushed back.
After properly arranging the task of the salt workshop, Manid took off his linen robe and tidied up his appearance. After making sure that he didn’t lose his manners, he quickly entered the hall.
“Lord Kant, I’m back.”
Manid first bowed and greeted Kant.
“Well done.”, Kant nodded with a smile and reached out his hand. “Sit down, drink so water and eat sothing.”
“Thank you very much.”
Manid continued to respectfully put his hand on his chest to express his gratitude.
The peasant woman who had prepared food beside him brought it over and placed it in front of Manid.
Fresh toast, as well as sweet wheat porridge, fresh fried mutton and fried eggs.
It was quite a sumptuous al.
Manid was starving and he did not hesitate. He was familiar with Kant’s personality. After thanking him, he quickly finished his al. However, in front of Lord Kant, he still maintained the most basic etiquette.
After finishing his al, he wiped the corner of his mouth and said apologetically to Kant, “I hope I didn’t offend you, Lord.”
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