typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 106 Recruitment

"name?"

"Talynham."

"Occupation? Age?"

"Hunter, twenty-two years old."

The recruitment process for Black Hammer Fort started before the arrival of winter, and there were not many volunteers. After all, after becoming a guard of Black Hammer Fort, you will face a series of brutal battles. Since the evil month of last year, half of the soldiers of Black Hammer Fort have died.

During the battle, with such a high casualty rate, in the empire, almost no one would be willing to join the army. But this is in the northern border of Kislev, which is the frontier to resist various evil beasts and chaotic creatures. The casualty rate of Blackhammer Castle

It's just higher than the surrounding fortresses.

Coupled with generous salaries and outstanding lords, when the recruitment work started, there were still people who signed up. As before, most of those who signed up to join the army were poor people. They had no assets and lived a life of hunger.

Entering the army can at least solve the problem of food and clothing. If they have the opportunity to go to the front line to kill the enemy, they can also seize spoils of war. This is the only way for them to be promoted to the propertied class.

"What animals have you hunted?"

The butler Muros personally oversees the recruitment process.

"Rabbits, squirrels, wild deer, foxes..."

"What's the biggest one?"

"Forest Boar."

The young man answered seriously.

"Well, I will arrange for you to serve as a sentry and archer on the city wall."

Muros said that he was about to sign the draft list, but was stopped by the young man.

"Um...Sir, my idea is to become Lord Rhodes's attendant."

"But Lord Rhodes already has an attendant."

Muros glanced at the young man in front of him and answered casually. He looked very thin and did not look like a warrior at all. In addition, he had no experience fighting beastmen or greenskins. He only hunted weak ones.

Animals cannot be called beasts at all. So Muros had no intention of reusing him. He knew what kind of attendant Rhodes needed, not the kind of little boy who could only dress him and clean housework, but the kind of servant who could take care of him.

A personal guard who wields a big sword and goes to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

"Then I can be a candidate. Believe me, sir, I can become the best attendant. This is my wish, please."

The young man said excitedly.

"Your name is Tarynham, right?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Can you tell me, why are you so eager to be the lord's attendant? You know, this job is not so easy to do. The last lord's attendant was beaten to death by the beastmen. They stabbed him and then killed him.

He was skinned alive and extremely cruel. In order to commemorate his servant, Lord Rhodes specially held a heavy funeral for him. But it was just the incomplete corpses put together and burned. As you know, Lord Rhodes was often out.

To fight, to become his attendant, you must protect him, and this is not something that just anyone can do."

At the boy's strong request, Muros stopped what he was doing and analyzed the stakes of the matter to the young man named Talinnam. He hoped that he would give up this idea, obey the arrangement, and become a city wall guard.

"Because my life was originally saved by Lord Rhodes."

The young man answered seriously.

"Many people have been rescued by Rhodes. He rescued everyone in the entire Black Hammer Castle. If it weren't for him, this castle would have fallen long ago."

Muros responded perfunctorily.

"Okay, you can become a castle guard first, and serve as a sentinel and archer honestly. If you perform well in the future, I can consider making you a squire of Lord Rhodes. But you must wait until the current squire retires or dies unexpectedly.

.You know, Lord Rhodes has only one attendant."

"But my lord..."

Talinnam was about to continue speaking, but was stopped by Muros. The old butler made a prohibitive gesture, indicating that he should go down first.

"Next."

he shouted.

"name?"

"Sam, Sam Dawes."

"Profession?"

"chef……"



"Sigh, it will take a long time for these people to train."

After the recruitment work was over, the old housekeeper sat on a chair with a look of helplessness. There was no shortage of soldiers in the north, but the truly capable warriors were either in the queen's regular army or working as mercenaries outside. This allowed the castle lord to recruit his own troops.

It has become a difficult problem. Do you need to defend the castle? Just pay for mercenaries. But it is very expensive... Sometimes Muros even wonders if this is also a way for the queen to rule the country? So that the lords everywhere do not have too much money.

Surplus, so that there is no strength, and without strength, there is no way to cause trouble... Compared with the previous tsars, Catalina is more severe and cruel...

"Sir, the wounded in this castle have received proper treatment, and it's time for us to go back. Thank you for arranging a clean and comfortable accommodation."

While Muros was sitting in his office chair, thinking about personnel arrangements, three priestesses found him and said goodbye to him.

The old housekeeper quickly put down the work at hand and persuaded the young ladies to sit down first.

"Where are you busy going?"

Muros asked with concern.

"Wherever we are needed next, injured people are everywhere. We must follow Sarak's instructions and go to all parts of the world to rescue the injured and give them aid."

Priestess Lyanna returned softly. She was still wearing the white velvet top and blue embroidered cloak she wore when she arrived at Blackhammer Castle three days ago. She was noble and gorgeous.

"Guys, please stay. What I mean is that Blackhammer Castle needs you. My lord, Rhodes, needs you."

Muros said sincerely.

"The wounded here have been treated. With Sarak's permission, we have resuscitated thirteen seriously wounded. Now, there are no wounded here. Why do you still say that your lord needs us?"

Lyanna asked gently. Her voice was always so light, like a mother's whisper. It was very comfortable to hear.

"There are no seriously injured people here for the time being, but in the future, a large number of people will be injured here."

Butler Muros said seriously——

"Lord Rhodes is working hard to maintain the northern defense line. In the past six months, we have fought with beastmen, werewolves, swamp monsters, and Norscans. Many people have been injured and died. Moreover, the offensives of these chaos forces will be more fierce in the future.

, Black Hammer Fort is located in the northern border of Kislev and is the frontline against all kinds of evil creatures. More and more people will be injured here, so I hope you can stay and treat these injured people for us.

.”

"That's your business. We are only responsible for carrying out the will of Goddess Sarak. If she asks us to come back by then, we will naturally come back."

"Then how do you understand your god's will? Perhaps it was the goddess Sarak who guided you here to become a member of Blackhammer Castle. You see, your role here is so huge. You saved thirteen seriously injured people from death.

After being rescued online, they will be grateful to your benevolent and great goddess. Moreover, in the future, they will also be human warriors who stop the invasion of Chaos."

Muros tried his best to persuade several Sarlacc believers not to leave. It is easy to believe in a god, but it is difficult to get the god's favor. And these female priests seem to be the ones chosen by the goddess Sarlacc.

"Stay, there is no place more dangerous than here in the entire Kislev. Beastmen are infested, Norscan tribes are eyeing the north, and Blackhammer Castle is in this predicament every day. As a member of this world

, I think we all have an obligation to do something for this world. Don't you? This will be the best place for you to save lives. Believe me, darkness is coming. We need you."


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next