Wandering People

"Main Quest: To wear a crown, one must bear its weight! Requires the construction of a complete city to fulfill your royal title, requiring facilities: city walls over 5 meters high, at least 10 defensive structures! An blacksmith shop, a mill, a leather workshop, and other buildings, at least 500 soldiers, and at least 5,000 Lagrange civilians."

"What the hell!" Roland was stunned. What kind of thing was this? Were the requirements for kings so low now? Could a small town be called a kingdom? It wasn't impossible, after all, Bard was already a king in River Valley City, so it shouldn't be a big deal for him to be king too. It was just that the 5,000 Lagrange civilians were really difficult. This was Middle-earth! Where was he supposed to find Lagrange civilians?

"System, what's going on with these civilians?" Roland, following the principle of asking the system when encountering problems, tentatively asked the system.

"Please check the territory page yourself, host!" The system's cold voice actually revealed a hint of disdain.

"Territory page?" Roland didn't know he had unlocked another function.

Roland opened the territory page as instructed and was furious when he took a closer look. Did it make sense?

Territory Scope: Flowing City.

The lonely Flowing City appeared on the page. That was fine, after all, he had just started out, but what came next was too much.

Flowing City:

Area: One kilometer in radius.

Building Units: Ruined Lord's Castle *1, dilapidated civilian houses *100, dilapidated stone walls in disrepair, a well that barely provides water.

Troops: 203

Population: 0

Evaluation: A lonely king leads the surviving subjects back to their homeland. This ruin, which can barely shelter them from wind and rain, brings them some comfort. Darkness still threatens the newborn king. Compared to the lifeless town, their powerful military strength might be their only commendable aspect. Note: There are no civilians in the town!

Abilities: 1. As the only territory of the Lagrange Kingdom in Middle-earth, it will attract the surviving people of Lagrange. The system will guide a wave of wandering Lagrange civilians to arrive every day, and it is hoped that the lord can settle them properly.

2. Allows the recruitment of civilians from this place to train Swift River Infantry.

"Uh..." Roland's initial anger was replaced by surprise. Although the system's evaluation was harsh, Roland was touched by the ability to attract Lagrange civilians. When did a system as greedy as a capitalist become so generous? It was known that the civilians in Swift River Town could be converted into Swift River Infantry at any time, meaning Roland had a continuous source of soldiers.

"Huh? These are our wandering tribesmen!" The Bannaria Archers on watch spotted a group of refugees carrying large bags. Although they were extremely down and out, they still held a crudely made Lagrange dragon flag, which allowed the Bannaria Archers to quickly identify them.

"Damn it! System, can I take back my earlier feeling of being touched?" Roland bared his teeth as he looked at the refugees attracted here.

Not to mention the pitifully small number, out of the mere 7 people, only 2 were adults, and the rest were children. It looked like a family... Roland frowned, thinking.

"Thump!" A group of people suddenly knelt down, startling Roland. Just as he was about to tell them to get up, the male head of the family spoke.

"Dragon God above! So there are still imperial troops and lords in this world... We... we thought all the lords had sacrificed themselves! We wandered for so long and finally saw the Lagrange dragon flag fluttering again..." The man choked up.

"..." Roland reached out to help them up, feeling the heavy responsibility of being a king for the first time.

"You are safe! The imperial army will protect you! You... will never have to leave your homes again." Thousands of words turned into a sigh, and Roland patted their shoulders.

Roland looked at the territory page again and found that the population had changed from 0 to 7.

"How many years will it take to get 5,000 civilians!" Roland was speechless.

"Alert!" Reno suddenly shouted, and everyone quickly put down the wooden planks and stones and rushed onto the city walls. The newly arrived civilian family habitually huddled next to a dilapidated wooden house, trembling. Roland felt a pang of heartache. How much suffering must they have endured to be so skilled at hiding in corners for safety...

"What's wrong? Reno?" Roland leaped onto the stone wall and looked at Reno.

"A War Mage is here! I can feel the magic of a fourth-tier mage!" Reno said solemnly. Although a War Mage could not do anything to Reno, the Paladin Captain, and Caslo, the Wyvern Great Knight, the other soldiers and Roland absolutely could not withstand the terrifying war magic.

"War Mage?" Roland suddenly thought of the griffons and earth mages he had purchased.

"Don't get too excited, maybe it's one of ours. After all, more and more Lagrange survivors are returning." After speaking, Roland pointed to the arriving refugee family to hide the truth that he had bought mages at a high price.

"Perhaps you are right, but we still need to be careful. After all, Flowing City is still very fragile now, and a high-tier spell could be our undoing." Reno remained vigilant.

"Respected King of Lagrange! Ladyl is at your service!" A loud voice came, and an old man in a soil-yellow robe rode a skinny horse from afar. Although they were a thousand meters apart, his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Oh! Respected Highness, your radiance will forever shine upon the sun and moon, and the Lagrange Empire will be revived in your hands, and you will change from Highness to Your Majesty!" The old man solemnly arrived under the wall and saluted Roland on the wall.

"Welcome, Mage Ladyl! May the glory of the empire shine upon us!" Roland replied with a smile, staring at him curiously.

Hahaha, Your Highness, consider these griffon eggs as my meeting gift from this old man." Ladyl grinned and took out a cloth bag from the rucksack on his horse. Judging by the horse's reaction, the contents were not light.

"Oh! Dragon God above! There are actually 5 griffon eggs!" Caslo leaped down from the city wall, excitedly opening the cloth bag and looking at the griffon eggs.

"Come, Mage Ladyl, let's arrange a place for you to stay. By the way, Caslo, these eggs are entrusted to your care." Roland walked down the city wall and pushed open the gate made of branches, inviting Ladyl in.

"Huh? Wyvern Knight? Your Highness, you are indeed favored by Lagrange!" Ladyl expressed surprise at still being able to see a Lagrange Wyvern Knight, and blessed Roland.

"Hahaha, you are too kind. This place still needs your construction." Roland flattered him, as every earth mage was a qualified construction worker. They could use magic to build stone bricks engraved with magic patterns to build cities.

"Alright, let everyone disperse. Strive to clean this place up as soon as possible. Oh, right, arrange a safe and clean house for the newly arrived civilians to live in." Roland met the grateful gazes of the refugees.

"Thank you, sir..." The refugees choked up with emotion.

"It's nothing, tomorrow will definitely be better..." Roland chuckled and looked at the surging Swift River.

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