Inside the camp, the soldiers under Zong Ze all understood that the crisis had been resolved.
Many of them wore relieved smiles.
Ever since the limits on their intelligence had been lifted, the people of the territory had formed opinions of their own.
Though everyone was willing to fight for their lord, they also hoped for a peaceful, stable life.
Those two views were not actually contradictory.
Zong Shen and Zong Ze walked side by side through the camp and returned to Zong Ze's territory.
His territory had been built against the mountains, making full use of the Kingdom of Rhodok's mountainous terrain.
Rows of Fourth Order and Fifth Order stone-and-wood houses could be seen scattered across the terraces halfway up the slopes in an orderly arrangement.
Many areas were connected by sturdy elevated walkways and suspension bridges.
The outer walls of quite a few buildings were covered in cold-resistant vines, dotted with tiny purple flowers that added a touch of life to the rugged mountain style.
The soldiers wore lightweight gear mainly composed of leather and chainmail.
They carried their signature heavy crossbows on their backs or shouldered javelins, casting reverent looks at the two lords from their posts and patrol routes.
"Dad and Mom are at the viewing platform behind the Lord's Manor."
Zong Ze spoke as they walked, a hint of anticipation in his voice.
"I had them rest first and take in the scenery here."
"Rhodok's mountain views are completely different from back home."
Zong Shen nodded, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings.
Farther away, he could see cultivated mountain terraces planted with cold-resistant tubers and oat-like grains.
Patches of blue-gray rock goat moss with thick, fleshy leaves also grew on the slopes. It was a pasture grass unique to the Rhodok mountains and the primary