It was more than a month after Lorraine Hill taught the first batch of technical staff in Solander. Seeing that these staff had already started to get started, she stopped staying and left other follow-up information in the inheritance gem.
, and left the royal capital.
With the current foundation, it is only a matter of time for them to learn, recover and develop based on this information, and they do not need her to guide them all the time. Just like children, they will eventually learn to walk on their own.
After leaving the royal capital, she went to the north again, that is, Hanyan County.
On a hill on the border, a small fortress was built on blue-gray cold rocks, with surrounding stone walls, high towers, and several buildings.
There were more than a dozen carriages parked in the fortress courtyard, and a few people came in and out. Some of them went to the market, some went to do local research, and some rode horses to tour the land in the county.
Since Lorraine Hill left, other members of the caravan have not been idle, doing various quasi-jobs.
As the time enters June, even in the northern grassland border, the climate gradually becomes warmer.
The pastures are as green as oil, some have small flowers in bloom, and there are sporadic bees flying back and forth.
A small dot fell from the white clouds in the sky and quickly approached the earth. When it was close to the ground, it suddenly slowed down and slowly fell to the ground.
Lorraine Hill walked on the dry dirt path towards the fortress.
The two guards guarding the gate saw them and stood at attention in surprise. The sage who had been away for more than a month finally returned.
Sitting in the hall of the fortress, Mira placed some information in front of Lorraine Hill and introduced the recent situation.
"Considering a long-term stay, we bought this abandoned small fortress and used it as a base for the caravan in Hanyan County to store goods, rest and live."
"These are what we have compiled after recent investigations, and they are considered to be some future plans for Hanyan County."
"In addition, at your request, we also purchased a lot of grain and practical goods from the central provinces and stored them in the warehouse."
"Okay, I understand."
Lorraine Hill picked up these things and looked at them. Because she had sorted them out beforehand, she could read them more easily and quickly.
"It's very good."
It lists many suggestions and ideas put forward by caravan members, such as opening seed stations, veterinary stations, schools, opera houses, bookstores, agricultural tool supply centers, etc. at the border.
Many of these things can attract the orcs in the north and are very practical. Later, education can be used to attract young orcs, supplemented by cultural propaganda such as operas and books, to enhance mutual understanding between the two parties.
Maybe it won't work quickly at first, but after a few years, the orc tribes will have more and more interactions with Crancia, and they will become more familiar with each other, and the barriers between them will also be reduced.
In fact, there is not much conflict between the two sides. Currently, Crancia has sufficient land area and does not lack this relatively barren land. It is only slightly lacking in meat, eggs, and milk, and the orcs need many of Crancia's commodities.
After relations had eased for a while, envoys were sent out to each tribe to contact each other step by step, from south to north, and gradually incorporate each tribe into the country.
Even if there are orc tribes who do not trust Cranthia, they will gradually waver and slowly give up their persistence after seeing the happy life of their southern compatriots.
In Crancia, because of the image established by West Wind, the Rabbit Ears and others, the orcs are not too repelled.
After such a merger, after a few years, they will slowly be able to be completely integrated into one country.
However, there is still a key point that needs to be resolved in all this, and that is the thoughts of the orcs on the grassland.
The vast majority of orcs don't think about too complicated things and just maintain their own lives. It is the orc shamans who really think as their heads and consider the overall situation.
All this plan is not a conspiracy, but a straightforward conspiracy. As time goes by, they will naturally gradually understand it.
The question now is, what will they think? Accept it with joy, respond with silence, or resist with disgust?
Problems will not be solved naturally, someone has to take the initiative.
No matter what, Lorraine Hill would not give up. She decided to go to the north as an envoy and directly visit the tribes in the north to resolve mutual suspicion and confusion.
Putting down the information in her hands, the girl picked up the tea cup, drank some, and put down the cup.
"Mira, tell everyone, we will set off in two days to the northern grasslands."
The rabbit-eared girl raised her head in surprise. "Okay, sir. I'll inform you right away."
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Five days later, Gufia Grassland.
It has been more than a year since he left last time. Sitting in the carriage, Lorraine Hill counted the time and thought about whether to reveal his previous identity, which might reduce many obstacles.
But in this way, her identity as a student of the academy will be exposed. It would be a bit embarrassing if others knew that the sage of Crancia was just a student of Emenas.
After thinking about it, she shook her head. Let's talk about it later. If her identity really needs to be exposed, it must be limited to a small number of people.
The clouds are flowing in the blue sky, and the dazzling sunshine shines on the earth. The wheels run over the dry soil, making a slight bump and making a squeaking sound.
Facing the scorching sun, the accompanying riders and members felt that their clothes and armor were getting a little hot.
They looked at this endless grassland, with slight undulations and curvatures on the ground, and the sky above them was extremely vast and vast. Whenever they looked up at the sky, they would feel a sense of insignificance, so insignificant that they seemed to fall into this field at any time.
In the blue, submerged by it.
"Eden." A rabbit-eared knight at the back of the team spoke, calling his friend's name.
"What's wrong?" The companion beside him turned his head.
"Nothing, just a little sigh. It turns out that the grassland is so vast, and the breadth of the sky even makes me feel slightly scared."
"Haha, are you lucky that you are riding a horse? If you were walking, you would probably fall down."
"Don't tell me, it's true."
"Hahaha...Actually, I have a little bit of it too." The companion stopped laughing, covered his eyes with his hands and looked at the land above the sun.
"I have always heard from the elders in the village that there is a vast grassland in the north, where people similar to us live. They ride horses, sing songs, and live in a free land."
"I used to long for that kind of life, because it was very dangerous in the forest, there was no freedom, and sometimes I would even go hungry."
"Unexpectedly, many years later, we actually realized our dreams in another way, and the real scenery of the grassland in our dreams was not as beautiful as we remembered."
"Yes, although it is not as perfect as I remember, the fragrance of this land and grass is still novel."
"After I go back, I want to tell my grandfather and uncles in the village that we have been to the northern grassland, talk about the scenery on the grassland, and realize their long-cherished wish. However, they may no longer care about this distant fantasy.
Already."
"In Eastern terms, our clan can be regarded as another village with a bright future and a bright future."
"Haha, stop talking. If you don't follow me, Sister Mira will scold us again when she sees it."
Under the blue sky, two riders waved their long whips and followed the convoy in front. The horses neighed, and a burst of noise, chatter and laughter spread into the distance.