By the time Lynn received the news, it was nearly evening.
He was slaughtering a fat stag for the serfs, covered in the stench of blood.
But he did not mind. He even thrust his hand straight into the stag's belly and tore out a colorful mass of entrails.
As the weather gradually warmed and the road continued pushing deeper into the forest, Lynn was able to hunt more and more wild animals.
Today's haul had been plentiful, and the logistics team was severely short-handed.
To keep the meat from spoiling overnight, even the Baron had no choice but to personally help process the prey.
"The Duke's envoy? They came quite fast. Where are they? Still at the castle?"
Lynn had anticipated this, but he had not expected the Duke's envoy to arrive so quickly.
The King of the North should have died at the end of March.
Only one month had passed, yet the Duke's recruitment envoy had already reached the remote White Bear Territory.
Fortunately, he had made arrangements in advance.
With Lao Liu's abilities, he certainly would not mess things up.
"My lord, those envoys have already left."
After Lao Liu's persistent instruction, the underlings had all learned to address Lynn as Baron.
After removing the stag's entrails, Lynn skillfully skinned it, asking as he worked, "They left? When?"
Besides sending out followers, Lynn could also gain experience through his own actions.
Over the past two months, he had hunted frequently. He had even killed a seven-meter-tall Demon Bear, raising his Hunting level to nearly level four.
He had thought this ability would not be much help in developing the territory.
But now, it seemed that this high-level Hunting ability had been an enormous help.
At the very least, it could save White Bear Territory a considerable