The train Victor was riding arrived at Redrock Iron Mine shortly after one in the afternoon. Knowing Victor's itinerary, James and the other two, along with Santos, who had arrived earlier, were waiting at the station to receive him.
The moment Victor got off the train, he saw several people waiting on the platform!
"Marquis, thank you for your effort!"
Victor waved his hand and walked toward the station exit while asking James, "Has anything unusual happened among the Barbarian Tribes?"
James shook his head. "Everything's been very stable. Their food supplies just aren't sufficient, so they asked us for some assistance. I allocated part of the Iron Mine's stored grain to them!"
Victor nodded. James had done the right thing. After all, if hundreds of thousands of Barbarians went hungry, who knew what kind of trouble might erupt?
"But does the mine have enough grain?
"If it doesn't, send a message to Woodfort City immediately. I'll have Powell find a way to deliver a shipment of grain to the front line as soon as possible!"
James directly rejected Victor's suggestion. "We have enough. At least the mine had more than a month's worth of provisions for over ten thousand miners. Even if we gave half of it to them, it would last them several days. I told the chiefs of each tribe to serve only one meal a day. That'll also keep them from getting wild ideas after filling their bellies."
Victor praised him. "The fact that you can say that means you're already a qualified independent noble. At the very least, you should have no problem maintaining stability in your territory!"
By then, the group had already left the station. Victor saw the mine in the distance and noticed that several open-pit work sites at its foot had