Roderick knocked on the door of the lord's study with a complicated mood.

Since the orcs were easily repelled last time, the lord has never been to the city wall again. Instead, young people wearing gray uniforms often shoot arrows with different effects under the leadership of the girl named Anne.

Let the soldiers use it.

During this period, they would watch carefully and keep writing records on paper. After the battle, they would sometimes ask the soldiers to help them drag a few orc corpses back for study.

The soldiers were very fond of these young men who were taciturn and attentive to their work, and wished they could come here every day. This trivial matter was of course not a big deal.

From that day on, the pace of the orcs' attacks slowed down.

Rodrick judged based on experience that this orc tribe should leave soon. If you are lucky, you can still get some rest in the middle, but sooner or later another tribe will pass by. The orc tribe on the Windwhisper Plains

There are thousands of them, and the fortress will never have a real rest - unless all the orcs in the Windwhisper Plains are cleared out just like the Oshik Empire cleared out the centaurs in the northern continent.

However, this wish has existed for tens of thousands of years, but has never been realized.

From the day they set foot on the Southern Continent, humans have coveted the fertile land and rich resources of the Wind Whispering Plain. However, they have been defeated in several battles by the strength and numbers of the orcs, and now they are reduced to clinging to the Late Winter Fortress.

"Please come in."

Roderick pushed open the door and entered.

"Sir, what do you mean...?"

The management of Late Winter City is actually no management. This is similar to the way most nobles manage their serfs - the land is there, let me grow it, and the food I grow will be handed over to the lord except for a portion to ensure that I will not starve to death.

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In a city of 50,000 people, there are only 8 police officers, and they are still part-time. Just think about it and you know what it will be like.

"yes."

Colin asked: "Do you know the situation in Late Winter City?"

"Deploy 200 guards who can write and cooperate with the people I brought. On the one hand, they will draw the floor plan of Late Winter City. On the other hand, they will conduct a demographic census of all residents. It does not need to be precise. The specific method will be discussed later.

Someone told you."

"Captain Roderick, sit down." Colin was standing by the bookshelf, flipping through and sorting a batch of books.

"Are many of your men literate?" Colin asked.

Colin nodded.

Roderick sat down anxiously. After thinking for a long time, he could not figure out why the lord came to him at this time. It seemed that the only possibility was that he wanted to replace himself because the guards of the fortress were now relaxed.

"Okay...Okay." Roderick didn't understand what the lord wanted to do, and didn't dare to ask more, but the deployment of 200 people was not a problem for the current level of city defense.

"That's what you said." Roderick couldn't tell whether the lord's words were accurate, but based on experience, it seemed very likely.

"Sir, you are looking for me."

Being able to injure a high-level magician shows that the battle is indeed fierce. Orcs have good resistance to spells other than fire. Therefore, if they are not at the level of a high-level magician, it is difficult for one person to turn the tide of the battle.

"Yes."

During these ten days, Colin didn't do much.

Duke Oliver Gray is a qualified nobleman in all aspects - except for his poor ability to govern the country. Of course, as his father-in-law said, this is not entirely his fault. After all, the conditions in this place are there.

You know, it's not easy to hold the fortress for decades.

"The pressure on city defense is much less now." Colin said, "I need you to do something for me."

Civilians were slightly better off and could at least rent land or find a job in the city. However, it was common for them to be sold into slavery again in the event of natural or man-made disasters.

"Please give me your orders."

"I am reading the city defense diary written by the Duke himself."

On the one hand, the Duke died not long ago, and the fortress is still shrouded in sadness. It seems a bit unreasonable to ask everyone to cheer up and develop at this time, but there is no rush these days anyway;

"Late Winter City has set up eight peace officers, all of whom work part-time as fortress defenders...actually they don't have much to do," Roderick said.

"Sir, these..." Roderick was a little embarrassed.

…

Colin nodded slightly and asked, "What's going on with the orcs?"

Colin's request was very simple, and there was no way it could be simpler. In this world where paper is very scarce, it is simply unrealistic to register all the citizens.

After nearly a year of living and studying together, the 800 students have gotten to know each other a lot, and some of them have even formed deep friendships. However, because they have to follow the arrangements, their friends may not be able to go to the fortress with them, so this meeting

Afterwards, there was another lively reunion scene.

Colin said: "The orcs have been accustomed to the warm and humid climate of the Wind Whispering Plains, but they actually don't like the place on the Dragon's Back Mountains. According to my guess, the tribes that wandered to the north of the plains and lived along the Dragon's Back Mountains were in the south.

They are losers in similar battles. In other words, most of the people we encounter are just weak ones among the orcs, but if a powerful tribe comes, it may not make the same mistake as the fortress was destroyed 150 years ago."

"The Duke once asked someone to teach him, but no one was interested. It is estimated that only half of them can barely write."

Colin raised the book in his hand slightly and said: "It seems that the battle in August of the 19th year of the king's reign was very tragic."

On the tenth day after Colin arrived at the Late Winter Fortress, the second batch of 250 manor students arrived as planned, and the castle became a little more lively.

"The attacks have slowed down a lot recently, and the arrows Miss Anne brought are very effective. Everyone is rushing to try them." Roderick replied.

"Yes, sir." Roderick said.

"Yes." Roderick nodded: "We lost 216 companions that time, and Ms. Madeleine was also slightly injured."

"There are not many apprentices at the moment. There is not an unlimited supply of arrows with special magic patterns for the time being, so the soldiers should not slacken on the training of ordinary arrows."

"Are you too busy to come here?"

"Floor plan, building distribution, population composition, age level..." Colin said a few words and stopped talking, because the expression on the other person's face already told him the answer.

Colin closed the book and changed the subject: "I heard that you are also working part-time as the Chief Sheriff of Winter City?"

On the other hand, Colin still has many personal matters to deal with.

The most important thing is to rebuild the laboratory.

The wind core collider and some important instruments followed him to the fortress. After several days of installation and debugging, he was finally able to conduct experiments every day like he did in his teacher's mage tower.

However, after ten days, Colin felt that it was time to start implementing the plan he had prepared for nearly a year.
Chapter completed!