"But, can you tell me about your territory?" Romon said.

And Tekashu was already stunned. Half a knight leader, many people would never get it for their entire lives, and they just succeeded easily. He touched the sword, as if in a dream.

At this time, it was gloomy outside, and the cold rain kept falling. The hotel was dark. Although Romon ordered a few candles on the table, it was also very dim.

Due to the economic downturn, the hotel was empty and silent at this time.

"I have brought the territory map, you see," said Sir Bertton, taking out a map.

A map, the corners of the map are slightly yellowed, and they look very caring, and it has been a long time.

The map is made in detail. Although the area depicted is not very large, it is just a small area of ​​territory and the city is on the edge, but the hills, roads, rivers and villages above are marked.

"This map is good!" Romon looked at it, and looked at Sir Bertton at the same time.

"This was drawn by my grandfather entrusted by the Mage Union and spent 100 gold coins!"

"Your grandfather is a talented person!" Romon nodded and said, looking at the surrounding territory with a smile. This person is a man with expansion ambitions!

After watching Romon, he asked in detail one by one, and Sir Burtton also answered one by one.

Half an hour later, Romon was satisfied, but he didn't show it on his face. He just smiled and said, "It's much easier to have a map and such a careful introduction."

After a pause, he said, "Then let's make a plan!"

"Plan?" Sir Burtton was a little puzzled: "Is it a marching route?"

"Not only that, but let's talk about the route first." Romon looked and pointed his finger at a little, "So, we're here now."

Then he pushed his finger to a position: "This is your territory, I found that there is a direct waterway to go."

"Yes, there is waterway, but it is also very fast to go up the land. We can arrive in half a day, and there is a small group of soldiers of mine on the territory. When we gather them, we can fight... Oh, we will buy some food and healing potions!" said Sir Bertton.

"This plan is too rough, Sir Burtton, would you listen to my plan?" Romon said.

"Of course, you are the commander this time." Sir Bertton was stunned and immediately said.

Romon was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Sir Bertton, how many people do you have now?"

“…There are only the soldiers’ families.”

"Then the construction of the territory is definitely not enough. We transported a group of refugees yesterday. It's also very troublesome to solve them locally. Sir Burtton, how many people do you think you need to build your territory completely?"

Sir Burtton came over with some understanding, but he was a little unbelievable. Now he hadn't even fought a war, so he talked about construction?

He hesitated and said, "It's probably 300 people."

"Three hundred? Then I want one hundred, Sir Bertton, I hope you come forward and apply for a group of refugees from the town hall, and rent a boat, among which there must be twenty craftsmen." Romon said without hesitation, and took out a stack of drawings: "This is the basic construction plan of the territory. You see, if you want to use it, you can use it, and if you don't want it, I will use it independently."

Romon has always been used to building territory, and last time it was built in the nearby county. In order to save trouble, Romon made all the procedures into documents and drawings, which were exactly the same anyway.

Sir Burtton glanced suspiciously and took it over. For a moment, his face changed.

Where to camp, what problems should be solved first, how to start construction, and how to plan, we are very clear - how much territory did this druid build so that everything is organized?

"Tekashu, the pilgrimage business promised us a batch of food, right?"

"Yes, sir, there are 10 tons in total, and it can be extracted at any branch in this county." Tekashu replied immediately.

"There are branches in this city, right?"

"have!"

"Okay, take it out immediately, and transport it with the ships. We will cross the river tonight, and we will arrive at the territory tomorrow morning, and establish the first camp beside the river."

"Yes, sir!"

Romon shrugged at this moment and said to Sir Burtton who was reading the plan intently: "Sir Burtton, do you have any other opinions on the planning?"

“…No, it’s up to you.”

"Okay, by the way, the local magic disaster law is still universal, right?"

"...Yes, it's still common. The lords on the front line of the demon disaster are not allowed to flee a hundred miles away. If the nobles who have lost their territory cannot recover their territory themselves, they will be in the exploited territory or transfer the territory at least half." Sir Bertton said bitterly.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have paid such a big price.

"Well, it seems that after we succeed this time, many nobles will come!" Romon said thoughtfully, and finally shrugged again: "Since that's the case, there is no need to waste time now. Let's act. First, find the temple of the God of Order and notarize our agreement!"

The city of St. Adrian is not a harbour.

But there are also small marinas in the city of St. At that point, there is a river passing through it nearby.

With Sir Burtton coming forward, soon, ten small boats were rented on the small dock, and the agreement was signed.

By the afternoon, the food and population had arrived at the dock and boarded the ship.

The ship led by the ship is the Yuan Voyage, which is an old ship in a business company, but the owner carefully maintained it well, and Romon and Sir were both on the ship.

Now the sailing ship has been started, followed by small boats, sailing on the river.

It was already afternoon when it started, and there was not much time. It was dusk. The sun slowly sank into the west and night fell.

The night was quiet, and because the river was very smooth, the boat was also moving quietly. Of course, Romon didn't have to care about the fleet.

Romon slept very comfortably for one night.

When he woke up, he almost reached his goal. He washed his face slightly and ate breakfast before someone notified him.

"Sir, you've arrived at your destination."

"Oh?" At this time, Romon climbed onto the deck, and the morning sun shone over, and there was a plain in front of him. Standing on the deck, looking at the gentle land and the blue sky, it suddenly became wide.

A little further away, it is an abandoned village.

"Camp?" Sir Burtton looked at Romon with inquiring eyes.

Romon nodded and said, "Please send an order!"

Sir Burtton nodded and shouted loudly: "The ship broke down, the first team came ashore, supervising the leadership of the people to go ashore, and there must be order, and all ships will go ashore!"

Of course, there is no Romon's job to camp. Romon just stood on the deck and watched the camping scene in full swing.

But it was still quite interesting. A large number of refugees were driven to the shore and they looked around in horror.

"Each ten households are led by a craftsman, hurry up and count the number!" Sir Burtton shouted: "People on board will allocate bread this morning."

Since they were asked to work and eating was a must, Sir Burtton would not be unclear about this.

At the beginning, the refugees were a little confused. Romon looked at it for more than ten minutes before he saw that everything was sorted out.

"Tak two straight lines with a small pier as a straight line, and a distance of ten meters!" Sir Bertton shouted according to the plan, and naturally a craftsman did all this: "Others have demolished the original village and used all the wood and bricks."

Everything was going on, and Romon got ashore and said to Tekasio, "Let's go, let's catch the horse and check the situation nearby."

"Yes, sir!"

After a while, the second cavalry set out and checked the situation around him.

Romon looked around and there was a small hill in the distance, with gentle and undulating plains nearby. It was obvious that it was originally farmland, but now it was covered with grass, and there were even small animals running.

"Sir, there seems to be no demons nearby."

"Yeah, but don't be careless. Lightning, go to the nearby area for reconnaissance." Romon said, and Lightning immediately flew up and patrolled around.

"Sir, even if there are demons, it doesn't seem difficult to clean up."

Looking at the shadows in the sky, Romon nodded and said, "Yes, yes, it's not difficult to clean a floor, but cleaning a floor often attracts the attention of the demons. If the demon launches a relatively joint attack, the situation will be more difficult. This is why I want to build a manor!"

If there is a manor, there are walls, and maybe there is an arrow tower. These are ineffective against big demons, but they have some effect on small demons. Moreover, human soldiers can also fight with this.

"Sir, you said, but I thought that with you, these demons were not a problem." Tekasio looked at the deserted fields in the distance of the hills and held his mouth: "But the land in this place is still very fertile and there will be a good harvest. Unfortunately, they were all ruined by the devil."

"Haha, if we don't, we will not be able to easily obtain land."

Tekashu nodded silly, but he still had some objections: "Sir, with your strength, you can still obtain territory even in the era of peace."

Romon smiled and said nothing. The two of them walked around in a scattered manner. The morning passed quickly, but it was enough for them to patrol the neighborhood. When it was almost noon, they went back to have a meal.

At night, Sir Bertton's last group of soldiers and family members also arrived here, and now his troops have expanded to about twenty-five.

With the participation of this group of soldiers, Sir Bertton could justify that he had "self" recovered the territory and thus could fully obtain the rights to the original land.
Chapter completed!