Matters Concerning the Lord

The thick smoke was coming from some treehouses in the village, but fortunately the fires did not spread.

Extinguishing the fire is impossible; the entire tree is ablaze. The only option is to carefully prevent the fire from spreading to other treehouses...

The village market was in a mess, with worthless goods scattered everywhere. Some old leather that had been laid out on the stalls was trampled and tattered, covered in mud.

Most of the villagers of the Bulwark Village were gathered in the small market, Half-Elf villagers were grouped together, separated from the village's merchants and adventurers.

A group of fully armed Silver Moon Elf Warrior surrounded the villagers of Bulwark Village. Merchants and adventurers could only stand by and watch, their faces filled with anger, but no elf dared to stand up and fight back.

Squads of Elf Warrior Elf Warrior, clad in silver armor and carrying standard Elf Long Sword at their waists, formed a wall.

Some of the Half-Elf villagers who tried to resist were beaten bloody, and the treehouse that was set on fire was apparently related to this.

Before the Elf Long Sword, all resistance was suppressed.

The cries of women and children could even be heard from among the elves...

Instructor Nora led the Adventure Group to the outskirts of Bulwark Village. Seeing this scene in the small market, her face darkened. She gripped the hilt of her sword with one hand, stared at the Elf Warrior's commander from afar, and strode over.

"How is this any different from banditry? What is this... the oath you took when you became Elf Warrior? Is this how you treat the weak? Is this how you fight the unarmed? Is this how you don't harm women and children..."

Instructor Nora's eyes were filled with rage...

She tried to stop the Silver Moon Elf Warrior ' atrocities, but was pulled back by an Old Elf from the Adventurers Guild.

The Old Elf gripped Instructor Nora's arm tightly, staring at Instructor Nora with his cloudy eyes, and said to her:

"Our intervention at this time will only make things worse. We can stop them this time, but next time even more Elf Warrior will come. What can you do then? Can you guard this place for the rest of your lives? You can just pack up and leave, but what about the residents here? They will face even more brutal suppression. It won't just be about burning down one or two treehouses. This contest is on a completely different level."

After hearing this, Instructor Nora finally realized that she had acted impulsively.

"We have to do something..."

Nora said angrily.

"Although this kind of thing doesn't happen on the Elf Continent now, it's commonplace in Prime Plane, so it's not surprising. Because they are the weaker party, even though they were beaten, they still have to pay compensation and apologize in the end."

A merchant in the crowd spoke in a low voice, his head down, not even wanting the other elves to notice him.

The Old Elf fell silent for a long time before finally saying:

"If you want to help the villagers of Bulwark Village, then just buy back the jungle here from Alvis. Once you have that territorial certificate, whether or not to set up Boundary Marker is up to you. As for causing trouble for these Elf Warrior, I think you should forget about it!"

"How is this possible?" Instructor Nora's forehead veins bulged.

The Old Elf glanced at Instructor Nora: "So, what do you think you can do?"

"But that's not fair to them!"

Instructor Nora looked at the group of villagers from the Bulwark Village in the small market and said.

"That's not fair... You think it's over just like that?" The Old Elf grinned bitterly.

"..."

The Elf Warrior had gathered all the Half-Elf in the small square. They formed a human wall around the nearly one thousand Half-Elf, and on the outermost edge was a row of archers holding longbows, but they did not nock any arrows.

An Elf Officer clad in exquisite silver armor stood atop a tall tree stump. He wore white silk gloves, and his handsome face carried a hint of aloofness. He slightly raised his fair chin, making his neck appear rather long...

A white cloak hung behind his armor, and he rested one hand on the hilt of his sword.

He paced back and forth on the tree stump, and after a few laps, the invisible pressure emanating from him silenced the small market.

When the Elf Officer heard that there was almost no talking below, he spread his legs and stood on the tree stump, taking out a Parchment Scroll from his bosom.

However, he did not unfold the Parchment Scroll. Instead, he looked at the dark mass of Half-Elf villagers in front of him and said in a deep voice, "I am standing here today because I have received an accusation from Lord Alvis."

I heard that the villagers of Bulwark Village, without any legitimate reason, interfered with and damaged the Boundary Marker erected on the border of their territory.

Furthermore, my Elf Warrior were also beaten without cause by the villagers of Bulwark Village.

I came here to punish the villagers who beat the Elf Warrior without cause, but you told me they have already left Bulwark Village.

Since they no longer live in the village, their treehouses are no longer necessary. Burning them down would allow more sunlight to stream into the forest clearing, wouldn't that be better? Also, I've heard that some of you don't quite understand the territorial division decided by the Padesto Elven Council of Elders in their vote...

Therefore, I have come here to announce to everyone present that the southernmost boundary of the territory used by Lord Alvis is located on the north bank of the Bulwark Village River Valley. From this boundary, all the way north to the Padesto City, this forest now belongs to Lord Alvis.

No elf may damage or move the Boundary Marker without authorization. If anyone dares to disobey, I will not hesitate to arrest him and imprison him in the Parrham Island Prison.

"But you,"

The Elf Officer completely ignored the villagers' questions.

A Silver Moon Elf in noble attire stepped onto the wooden stake and explained with a smile, "Lord Alvis has also considered these issues. The lord deeply cares for every elf in Bulwark Village. To ensure you can enjoy sweet Breadfruit, drink honey Lemon Fruit Tea, and live in comfortable and spacious treehouses every day, the lord will select two hundred farmers from Bulwark Village. You won't need to face jungle beasts or scour the mountains for Magic Herbs; you only need to cultivate an Apple Orchard for Lord Alvis ... The recruitment conditions are as follows..."

The words of this Silver Moon Elven Nobles did indeed stir the hearts of many Half-Elf.

It was only then that everyone realized that if a village with more than a thousand Half-Elf only recruited two hundred orchard farmers, then the other Half-Elf would still have difficulty making a living.

As a result, some elves rushed to sign up, while some Half-Elf raised questions.

"Don't rush, everyone! Lord Alvis is still planning to recruit two hundred more..."

The Silvermoon Elven Nobles calmly announced the next recruitment information.

In the small market of Bulwark Village, thanks to the efforts of the Elven Nobles, the recruitment slots for two hundred orchard farmers were quickly snapped up by the villagers...

Roy figured it out: the Elven Nobles had occupied a large area of land in the jungle and had devised a plan to settle the villagers. However, they also wanted the villagers to cut off their sources of livelihood from hunting and gathering Magic Herbs before they could work in the newly established orchard with peace of mind.

The fire in the village was extinguished, and the Half-Elf villagers who had been gathered left the small market. The once noisy Bulwark Village returned to its usual tranquility.

The villagers' conversations were no longer about how many Magic Herbs they had collected or who had hunted Wind Fox from the forest.

But what kind of job did he get on Lord Alvis's farm...?

A group of merchants appeared in the small market. They quietly set up stalls, because life had to go on. Although some unlucky ones suffered losses, they couldn't afford to give up on making a living just because they lost money...

Instructor Nora returned to the Bulwark Village somewhat dejectedly, and the group of Adventure Group also seemed rather disheartened. They had originally planned to visit the small market, but at this point, they gave up on that idea.

Instructor Nora did not go to the Adventurers Guild Service Center in Bulwark Village to make information notes...

Although the Old Elf's words were all reasonable, she didn't know why, but she always felt a sense of powerlessness, wanting to resist but unable to do anything about it.

The village's hotels were unaffected.

Everyone returned to the hotel and hid in their rooms, refusing to come out again.

Instructor Nora's horses, which she had boarded at the hotel, were being well cared for.

Roy also got the nearly dead Light Flower. Unfortunately, the flower was not in good condition; all the leaves had withered. However, during this time, the wheat ears on the flower stem were covered with Holy Light Particle.

The moment Roy hugged the flowerpot, he felt the Holy Light Sapling inside his body rapidly absorbing these Holy Light Particle...

The Holy Light Particle hanging on the Light Flower are particularly easy to absorb.

Unfortunately Roy only had one plant, and it was about to die. Thinking of this, Roy could only sigh silently.

Roy picked up the flowerpot from the hotel counter. The hotel Boss kept explaining to Roy that they had been taking good care of it, but no matter how they tried to treat the Light Flower, it hadn't improved at all.

Roy simply responded with a smile.

As she went upstairs, Magician Scarlett, who was lying on the wicker chair on the terrace watching the sunset, glanced at the flowerpot in Roy's arms and didn't forget to say to him:

"Roy, this plant of yours won't live much longer, why are you still holding it?"

Roy held up the Light Flower in his arms and said somewhat awkwardly:

"It might get better. I'm going to take it to the Padesto City to find Magical Plant Cultivator and see if we can save it."

Magician Scarlett waved her hand casually and said to Roy, "Fine, whatever!"

When the Adventure Group left Bulwark Village, they did not register their information with the Adventurers Guild in Bulwark Village.

Roy felt that Instructor Nora didn't want to see the Old Elf again; she wanted to return to Padesto City as soon as possible but didn't want to pass through Lord Alvis's territory...

Instructor Nora refused to pay taxes to Lord Alvis.

This forces the Adventure Group to detour around the edge of the territory...