Faced with Nalant's sudden move, Catherine's breathing became rapid.
Although there was a wall behind her with no way to retreat, Catherine did not make any drastic move, but continued to lower her head. She knew that Nalant was not the kind of lecherous aristocrat.
Narant is naturally not a pervert, but he knows that if he wants to persuade Catherine, who is used to being alone and burying her worries in her heart, that there is a girl in her heart, then you need to be stronger than her, so as to disturb her mind.
Only in this way will she listen.
"Well, do you know why I am called this? That's because the God of Glory gives me instructions in my dreams from time to time."
"For example, I have only been in the Storm Territory for three months, and I have already found four elves. This is the blessing and guidance of the God of Glory."
"When dark creatures appear, the God of Glory will also provide guidance!"
"Before you appeared, I had actually received guidance from the God of Glory. Therefore, the appearance of those dark creatures was not because of you! It was not because of Shirley and Vivian!"
"Is this... really true?" In a slightly nervous mood, Catherine finally couldn't help but raise her head after listening to Nalan's special words.
She thought of the training ground arranged by Nalant outside Maiye Village, and also thought of Nalant's composure in dealing with dark creatures at the border. When she heard such words, she couldn't help but believe it.
Of course, she also very much hoped that this was true, because only in this way could she convince herself to continue to stay in the castle so that she would no longer be alone.
"Of course it is true. You can ask Shirley and Vivian when did I lie to them!" Nalant nodded in a majestic manner, "Catherine, I hope you don't have to think about anything else in the future. There are things like misfortune, and I have a castle here. If you are really the daughter of misfortune, then I care more than you!"
"So, promise me, stay in the castle and learn fighting spirit with Vivian and Shirley. In the future, you will help me deal with dark creatures and defend the Storm Territory!"
"And I will save more lucky girls like you in the future!"
"Um!"
Finally, Catherine nodded heavily towards Nalant!
…
In the next two days, Nalant was not too busy, because with the existence of Mario as a civil affairs official, he did not need to worry about many things personally.
His brick-burning plan has been launched in the past two days, because the masons have built a small experimental brick kiln more than two meters high at his request.
This brick kiln currently only puts in dozens of bricks at a time, but for experiments, this is enough.
There was no news about the process of firing the pots, so Narant simply asked his men to make some random firings first.
He vaguely remembered that he had heard a saying somewhere before that when firing these clay products, the fire should not be too strong in the early stages, otherwise the temperature would rise too fast and the bricks would crack.
Therefore, he handed over this precaution and then left it to Mario to execute it.
After all, the process of firing bricks in this primitive kiln cannot be completed in one or two hours. Even if the furnace is small, it is estimated that it will take at least two or three days. He does not have so much time to guard the brick kiln.
In the early morning of this morning, Nalant was eating breakfast as usual and listening to Civil Affairs Officer Mario's daily report.
But today's report contains two relatively important pieces of news, one good and one bad.
The good news is that the first waterwheel mill he ordered to be built in Storm Territory was finally completed yesterday afternoon. After Nalant's acceptance is completed today, the people of Storm Territory can grind wheat on their own territory.
The bad news is that because the barbarians have joined, and Boris's team has arrived a few days ago, the Storm Territory does not have enough food to eat, and it can last for more than a month at most.
"Mario, how long will it take before the wheat matures next season?"
After finally surviving the third invasion by dark creatures and encountering food problems, Nalant was speechless.
"Sir, it will take about two months for the wheat to mature. However, although the wheat is rising, it is good, but because there are too few farming people in the Storm Territory, and the barbarians are about to settle down, they do not know how to farm, so even if The wheat tax will be paid, but it may still not be enough to have rations in the second half of the year."
"If you are not going to let the barbarians farm next season, you need to make preparations in advance and go to other territories to purchase food when the harvest is good."
"The price of food will not become expensive if there is food at that time, and it will be easier to purchase food!"
It has to be said that Mario is a qualified and excellent civil affairs official. He not only thinks about the current situation, but also has long-term plans. He has even thought about the food problems that may be encountered in the next quarter.
"We have to find a way to solve this problem!" Nalant also felt troubled after hearing this. There is a relatively single food crop in this world, and that is wheat.
Although bananas and other fruit foods still exist in some places, they are not mainstream foods after all.
And because of the low wheat production, most territories are not very willing to sell grain, and in many cases money may not be able to buy it.
The number of people in Nalan's private territory is too small, which makes it more difficult than other territories. A few serfs can't feed too many "idlers" if they cultivate enough food.
Now that these barbarians are added who cannot farm, the problem immediately becomes apparent.
However, if the barbarians have such physical fitness, they can be used as guards or for construction. Naturally, they cannot be used for farming.
"I'll go there in two days. I'll send someone to Black Rock to ask. If they have any surplus grain, I'll buy it. As for the grain next quarter, you can remind me again when there's a good harvest!"
Nalant had no other option for the time being and could only spend money to buy it.
"Yes, sir! That mill has been inspected..."
"I'll go there after feeding the Charizards later. Let the craftsmen wait there for a while!"
Next, Mario finished his report and exited the restaurant.
"It would be great if the world also had potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn. These crops also have high yields!"
"It seems that I need to consider the situation in the sea some other time. The sea can actually share some of the food needs!"
"As for other ways to increase the number of serfs in the territory, this is currently difficult. There was no war in the principality in the first half of the year, so slaves are not easy to buy. The Storm Territory is even more bankrupt and there are no free people willing to come and be serfs!"
Using money to buy food is just a temporary measure. If the Storm Territory wants to truly grow, it must be self-sufficient in food.
Otherwise, if there is an emergency and the food is in the hands of others, it will be easy for others to get stuck.
…
Outside the Black Rock Territory Castle.
"Phew, I'm finally back! I'm so lucky this time... so exciting!" Arriving in front of his own castle, Boris was still excited about this thrilling experience.
In particular, there are two trebuchets mounted on the carriage behind him, which means that he will be a nobleman on an equal footing with those earls in the future. It is a great honor to say so.
"Sir, you are finally back. Sir Bello of Barley Valley visited Baron Castle yesterday and has been waiting for you in the castle!"
"Bello, why didn't he tell me in advance when he came to see me?"
"Haha, Boris, since the two of us are related, I definitely don't need to be so polite when I come to you. How troublesome it is to send a visiting note!" At this moment, a man about the same age as Boris walked out of the gate of the inner castle. youth.
"That's true. However, Bello, if you had sent someone to ask in advance, you wouldn't have to wait for me in the castle all day!"
Boris didn't care much about what Bello said casually, because Bello had a very good relationship with him. The two were not only good friends, but also classmates.
Although Bello is a knight, his father is one of the several viscounts in Tulip.
"Speaking of this, I'm curious, where did you go, Boris? Your butler told me that you went to the land of doom in Stormland. I think your butler must be joking with me!"
"I'm very sorry, Bello. I don't have a butler to joke with you. I did go to the Storm Territory!"
