Faced with Nalant's sudden move, Catherine's breathing became rapid.
Although there was a wall behind her with no way to retreat, Catherine did not make any drastic move, but continued to lower her head. She knew that Nalant was not that kind of lustful aristocrat.
Narant is naturally not a pervert, but he knows that if you want to persuade a girl like Catherine who is used to being alone and burying her thoughts in her heart, you need to be stronger than her, so as to disturb her mind.
Only then will she listen.
"Well, do you know why I have this title? That's because the God of Glory will give me guidance in my dreams from time to time."
"For example, I have only been in the Storm Territory for three months, and I have already found four elves. This is the blessing and guidance of the God of Glory."
"And when dark creatures appear, the God of Glory will also provide guidance!"
"Before you appeared, I had actually received guidance from the God of Glory. Therefore, the appearance of those dark creatures was not because of you! Nor was it because of Shirley and Vivian!"
"Is this...is it true?" In a slightly nervous mood, Catherine finally couldn't help but raise her head after listening to Nalant's words.
She thought of the training ground arranged by Nalant outside Maiye Village, and also thought of Nalant's calmness in dealing with dark creatures at the border. When she heard such words, she couldn't help but believe it.
Of course, she also hoped that this was true, because only in this way could she convince herself to continue to stay in the castle so that she would no longer be alone.
"Of course it's true. You can ask Shirley and Vivian when did I lie to them!" Nalant nodded in a majestic manner, "Catherine, I hope you don't have to think about anything else next time.
Bringing misfortune and other things, this is my castle, if you are really the daughter of misfortune, then I care more than you!"
"So, promise me, stay in the castle and learn fighting spirit with Vivian and Shirley. In the future, you will help me deal with dark creatures and defend the Storm Territory!"
"And I will save more lucky girls like you in the future!"
"Um!"
Finally, Catherine nodded heavily to Nalant!
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In the next two days, Nalant was not too busy, because with Mario as a civil affairs official, he did not need to worry about many things personally.
His brick-burning plan has already started in the past two days, because the masons have built a small experimental brick kiln more than two meters high at his request.
This brick kiln currently only puts in dozens of bricks at a time, but for experiments, this is enough.
There is no news yet about the process of firing the pots, so Narant simply asked his men to make some random firings first.
He vaguely remembered that he had heard a saying somewhere before that when firing these clay products, the fire should not be too intense in the early stages, otherwise the temperature would rise too quickly and the bricks would crack.
Therefore, he handed over this precaution and then left it to Mario to carry out it.
After all, the process of firing bricks in this primitive kiln cannot be completed in an hour or two. Even if the furnace is small, it is estimated to take at least two or three days. He does not have so much time to guard the brick kiln.
In the early morning of this morning, Nalant ate breakfast and listened to Civil Affairs Officer Mario's daily report as usual.
But today's report contains two relatively important news, one good and one bad.
The good news is that the first waterwheel mill in Storm Territory that he ordered to be built was finally completed yesterday afternoon. After Nalant's acceptance today, the people of Storm Territory can grind wheat on their own territory.
The bad news is that due to the addition of barbarians and the arrival of Boris's team a few days ago, the Storm Territory does not have enough food to eat, and it can last for more than a month at most.
"Mario, how long will it take until next season's wheat matures?"
After finally surviving the third invasion of dark creatures and encountering food problems, Nalant was speechless.
"Sir, it will take about two months for the wheat to mature. However, although the wheat is growing well, there are too few farming people in the Storm Territory, and the barbarians are about to settle down, and they do not know how to farm, so even if there is
Wheat tax, but the rations in the second half of the year may still be insufficient."
"If you are not going to let the barbarians farm next season, you need to make preparations in advance and go to other territories to purchase food when the harvest is good."
"The price of food will not become more expensive then, and it will be easier to purchase food!"
It must be said that Mario is a qualified and excellent civil affairs official. He not only thinks about the current situation, but also has long-term plans, and has even thought about the food problems that may be encountered in the next quarter.
"We have to find a way to solve this problem!" Nalant also felt troubled after hearing this. The food crop in this world is relatively single, that is wheat.
Although there are still bananas and other fruit foods in some places, they are not mainstream foods after all.
Because of the low wheat production, most territories are not very willing to sell grain, and in many cases, even if they have money, they may not be able to buy it.
There are too few people in Nalant's territory, which makes it more difficult than other territories. The food cultivated by a few serfs cannot feed too many "idle people" at all.
Now that these barbarians who cannot farm are added, the problem immediately becomes apparent.
However, the physical qualities of barbarians are only used as guards or for construction, so naturally they cannot be used for farming.
"I'll send someone to Heiyan to ask about this in two days. If they have any surplus grain, I'll buy it. As for the grain for the next quarter, you can remind me again when there's a good harvest!"
Nalant had no other option for the time being but to spend money to buy it.
"Yes, sir! The acceptance of the mill..."
"I'll go after feeding the fire-breathing lizards later. Let the craftsmen wait there for a while!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Next, Mario finished the report and exited the restaurant.
"It would be great if there were potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, etc. in this world. These crops are also high-yielding!"
"It seems that I need to consider the situation in the sea someday. The sea can actually share some of the food needs!"
"As for other methods, increasing the number of serfs in the territory is a bit difficult at the moment. There was no war in the principality in the first half of the year, so slaves are not easy to buy, and there are no bankrupt free people in the Storm Territory who are willing to become serfs!"
Using money to buy food is just a temporary measure. If the Storm Territory wants to truly grow, it must be self-sufficient in food.
Otherwise, if there is an emergency and the food is in the hands of others, it will be easy to get stuck.
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Outside the Black Rock Territory Castle.
"Phew, I'm finally back! I'm so lucky this time... so exciting!" Arriving in front of his castle, Boris was a little unsatisfied with this thrilling experience.
In particular, there are two trebuchets mounted on the carriage behind him, which means that he will be a noble on the same level as those earls in the future. It is extremely embarrassing to say that.
"Sir, you are finally back. Sir Bello of Barley Valley visited Baron Castle yesterday and has been waiting for you in the castle!"
"Bello, why didn't he tell me in advance when he came to see me?"
"Haha, Boris, with the relationship between the two of us, I definitely don't need to be so polite when I come to you. How troublesome it is to send a visiting note!" At this moment, a man of about the same age as Boris walked out of the gate of the inner castle.
youth.
"That's true. However, Bello, if you had sent someone to ask in advance, you wouldn't have to wait for me in the castle all day!"
Boris didn't pay attention to Bello's casual remarks, because Bello had a very good relationship with him. The two were not only good friends, but also classmates.
Although Bello was a knight, his father was one of the few viscounts in the Tulip Territory.
"Speaking of this, I'm very curious, Boris, where did you go? Your butler told me that you went to the land of doom in Stormland. I think your butler must be joking with me!"
"I'm very sorry, Bello, my butler was not joking with you. I did go to the Storm Territory!"