Selling Supplies at the Fortress

After returning, Eckley told Lynn everything he knew. Lynn did not look shocked at all. Instead, he felt that his first instinct had been right—someone wanted to harm him.

It was just Orcs.

Eckley said, "Lord Lynn, aren't you being a little too calm?"

Lilim said, "Master, we think we should still consider this carefully."

At that moment, Lynn held a wand and used magic to shape dirt into bricks, laying them on the ground for the slaves to carry away and fire. These two suddenly coming at him with this was giving him a headache and lowering his efficiency.

"I'm taking precautions already. What are you panicking for?"

"Eckley, hurry and lead the knights to bring back some Slimes. I want to build a Slime Farm."

"Lilim, calculate our funds and leave enough money to buy half a year's worth of food as a reserve. Oh, and don't leave the wagons empty when you go. Bring the beef along. I'm personally going to the fortress to recruit some people and buy slaves and grain."

Even without external threats, Lynn had long planned everything out, ever since he decided not to be the happy Male Lead of a second-dimensional game.

His earlier panic had merely been the lingering remnants of his dream of becoming a happy second-dimensional Male Lead. Thinking about how he had already been exiled yet still would not be left alone made him sad.

Yes, not afraid. Lynn had never been afraid from beginning to end. Even after learning he was Villain Blondy, he had not been afraid.

He had only ever been sad.

Lynn was now carrying out his national policy: building city walls around Aninsbei City.

Although he had no system, his primary goal had never changed. First, build the city walls, while also figuring out ways to make money.

Fell trees in large quantities to make charcoal, fire bricks in large quantities for construction, and build the city walls.

Lynn was continuously producing raw materials now. Next, he needed to find talent.

Blacksmiths, carpenters, engineers, and people who knew mining—people with practical skills like these could not possibly become slaves. Even if they did, they would become free men.

After all, if they were unhappy and started cutting corners, he would be in trouble.

Lilim and Eckley were already speechless. Lynn seemed to suffer from intermittent brain disease.

One moment, he was like a wise ruler; the next, like the lecherous, foolish son of some landlord family.

Having followed Lynn for so long, Eckley understood this well. Whenever it came to administration, it was as though a wise ruler had possessed him. He always casually said something extremely useful.

He had resolved many incidents that way.

The problem was that whenever it came to dealing with people, he was completely like a child.

His current state was definitely the wise ruler possessing him.

They just had to listen and do as he said in this state.

Scholburg was an Earldom and the Principality of Olexian's frontline defense along the Northern Border. Located at a mountain pass, it also had an extremely developed commercial and mining industry.

At the same time, some Demi-humans came here to buy supplies needed for winter. Merchants were also willing to sell things like salt, iron pots, and grain at high prices in exchange for fur products and all kinds of precious Herbs.

Everything Lynn had brought sold out in no time.

Afterward, he took Lilim around to see if there was anything worth buying.

"There are so many Demi-humans here!" Seeing so many of her own kind after so long, Lilim's ears perked up in excitement.

Why there were Demi-humans in this place was actually very simple.

Orcs had some brains, but not much. They also refused to submit to royal rule, were extremely savage, worshipped power, feared authority but not virtue, and ran with the Demon Race and Goblins. Naturally, humans did not like Orcs at all.

Demi-humans resembled humans, and most of them were very cute, fitting many people's XP. They also retained animal instincts and worshipped power. Their intelligence was generally lower than that of humans, so once a particular Demi-human was conquered, their loyalty could be said to be extremely high.

Humans' favorite death warriors were Dog Demi-humans.

Of course humans liked Demi-humans like that. They were not particularly scheming, highly loyal, just a little less intelligent than humans, and willing to submit to royal rule. Besides, they looked almost exactly like humans, except for the extra ears and Tails.

Discrimination certainly existed, but there were no racial massacres or genocide.

Why kill an adorable Demi-human whose loyalty became absurdly high after being conquered?

These Demi-humans were not local residents. They had come to sell supplies in exchange for materials to survive the winter.

"Lilim, you were right. Demi-humans really spend the whole year preparing supplies for winter." Lynn swept his gaze across the area. These Demi-humans had brought many good things, all to exchange for salt, grain, and iron tools.

"Of course. Did you think surviving the winter was so simple?" Lilim said irritably. "Ever since the Demi-human Kingdom was destroyed, the Demi-humans have refused to submit to one another. They used to be able to farm land, forge tools, and mine Minerals."

"Later, the Demi-humans stopped farming and no longer knew how to forge tools. They could only do secondary processing."

Lynn fell into thought. Demi-humans seemed like excellent labor. Simply bringing them into feudal society would be a huge step forward.