Chapter 62 Trouble is escalating

Style: Fantasy Author: KonomaruoWords: 3202Update Time: 24/01/12 14:21:10
In the village outside the tower, all kinds of monsters and monsters came to get involved, and the increasingly weird atmosphere also infected the three masters and apprentices who lived in the Tower of the Great Sage.

Mainly because more and more people gathered, and the original buildings were still insufficient after repairs. The original agreement between Lin and the people outside the tower was that they could use the wasteland at will.

But if you want to reclaim land or cut down a large number of trees, you must first obtain his consent. Therefore, every time a new person joins, the earliest elder will bring someone to the tower to ask for instructions. Then every time, Lin had to face vague verbal temptations from both sides, while making requests to himself.

Lin wanted to ask this group of people if it was because he had never expressed any opinions, so everyone regarded him as an idiot who didn't understand anything. Many of the verbal temptations are so clear that I can no longer understand them, so I just have to name them. But Lin's consistent style is to just nod when people come, regardless of origin or purpose. Just doing this seems to have fueled the arrogance of this group of people and made their behavior more blatant.

I was impatient to hear these things, and I couldn't just leave them to the two young apprentices to deal with, otherwise the previous situation of the two girls being pestered and talked about would have to happen again. And Lin didn't want to expose those nonsense lies and start a conversation with these people, because that way it would be easy to get involved in things that Lin didn't want to be involved in. Isn't it just because I'm afraid of trouble that I turn a blind eye?

This is also the reason why there is a strange low pressure in the Magic Tower these days. The most ideal situation is for all those outside the tower to get out, but he has no reason to drive them away. This is not the usual practice for the master of the magic tower: to drive away ordinary people in the territory.

The sub-ideal situation is the current situation, but you have to endure the temptations and false affections of those people.

The next worst thing is a showdown with everyone. Then trouble emerges. No matter how you make a decision, there are always winners and losers.

The worst thing that can happen is that after the showdown, you get into some trouble and you can't get out of it. At that time, I was about to cry without tears.

But that village is not all trouble, and there is no benefit at all. Nowadays, as more and more people gather together, it is no longer appropriate to refer to it as a 'village'. With walls built of bricks and stones, various functional shops were established, and the human gathering place within the territory of the Tower of the Great Sage has already taken the shape of a small town.

The livestock farm that specializes in supplying items requested by tower owners in lieu of taxes has also expanded. In addition to cattle and sheep, the number of horses increased abnormally. And those were not just ordinary horses, it would make sense to say they were military horses used by knights.

However, Lin did not ask for an increase in the daily milk supply and monthly cheese supply. Because these things need to be eaten, it is a waste to hand over too much and not finish them. So he declined the villagers' request for more tribute.

However, the villagers still resorted to handing over money to proactively raise taxes in disguise. This time, Lin accepted it. Just like the previous reason, not taking what you should take will make people worry about whether they have any bad intentions. If you take more and take less, you don’t want to delve into it. Lin didn't want to care if anyone used his own name to embezzle or exploit.

So there is such a strange situation. As a time-traveling man, he neither wants to terraform or modernize his own territory, but the population inexplicably increases and taxes also rise. And he still looked like he was thriving, making those who looked at him feel indescribably weird and...disgusting?

Every day when he wakes up, Lin is thinking about the strange situation in that village, when will it be broken, and when will it fall into ruin. But as more and more people gathered together, he himself felt confused.

Being able to play management games does not mean that you can actually manage a gathering place for human life. Although he doesn't have to worry about most things, and Lin tries not to get involved in those trivial matters, there are still many things that only he can decide that pile up in front of him.

If there is a dispute, someone has to come forward to arbitrate. Although there are many old people in the village, their qualifications here are not much different, and no one can convince anyone, so they can only ask the tower owner to make the decision. Lin let go and asked everyone to form a collegial committee, which would discuss and deal with such incidents. Then the members' decisions and charter of the collegial council were placed on Lin's desk.

All kinds of big and small things make the man who is proficient in the Glory series and various simulation games feel like he has opened a real-time management game with a god-level difficulty, and it has no fixed menus and instructions. The most annoying thing is that this ghost game has NPC emotions as a variable, but there is no numerical data to judge.

It would be great if there was a time-traveling system that could remind you that your loyalty has increased by 10 or decreased by 20 at any time, or that you are in a low mood or that you are in a high mood. Sadly, no. The game of life here in the Lost World is as difficult as on Earth. Lin used to be a high-educated loser in life, but here he has not become a winning team in life. At most, he is a lost snake 2.0 magic version.

If the people in the village were a little more ambitious, they could directly negate the tower owner's power to manage the territory. Even the group of people who were wiped out of the village before turned to drive the owner of the magic tower. But these people ask for instructions and report everything. Lin's feeling is that these people are not afraid of him, but just want to find a reason to drag him into trouble, so they maintain such a relationship.

If Lin Lai really wanted to comment on the two groups of people who were wiped out in that village, the current group of people would be even more difficult to deal with than the group of stupid young men who had climbed up to the tower before. At least these people know how to use their brains instead of force. Without a good reason, Lin could not kill these obedient people arbitrarily, even if they were obedient, it was just their disguise.

The days of pretending to be stupid are still going on, but according to Lin's observation, the trouble seems to be continuing and the level is increasing.

Just like one day, the old man who first came to negotiate with Lin appeared again in the lobby of the Tower of the Great Sage and made a strange request.

"Want to organize a militia?" Lin confirmed the other party's request again.

"Yes, Your Excellency, Tower Master. Because the population of the town has increased significantly, there have been more travelers coming and going. We are wondering whether we should organize a team of militia. In addition to maintaining order in the town, it is also responsible for clearing the forest. Warcraft and uncivilized races in the tower, and guard the safety of the town. In this way, there is no need to disturb the peace of the tower owner because of some small disputes, or even ask your students to intervene."

They all call themselves small towns. As for the reason that sounded very upright, Lin said nonchalantly: "I have no objection to this. Just think about it clearly."

"Yes. Thank you very much, Your Majesty the Tower Master, for your generosity."

In the next few days, in the surveillance footage of the town, the militia was established, and a swearing-in ceremony was also painstakingly held. But in Lin's opinion, was that a militia? It's okay to call it an army, except that the number is far insufficient. But in terms of weapons and equipment, this is not an ordinary army, but an elite one.

Recognizing the members of this militia, most of them were those who initially followed the old man and later joined this group of people. This group of people is also the largest group of members in the town. Now it seems that it may be the... remnants of a certain force?

Because if someone has evil intentions and intends to attack the Tower of the Great Sage from that small town. So the ceremony of forming an army is undoubtedly to alert the enemy, which is very unwise. If it were a team of adventurers or a mercenary organization, there would be no need to stage such a farce in a magician's territory. It is more reasonable to say that this group of people is a noble force.

How could the power of the nobles come to the magician's territory? Want to conquer the magic realm? If there are some powerful nobles in the territory of the five empires who are not afraid of the Magician Association, they will have such considerations. But with the situation in the southwest peninsula, the Magicians Association is even stronger than a country. Any nobleman who has such unreasonable thoughts must have his heirs exterminated.

Therefore, according to Lin's judgment, the most likely scenario is that this group of people is a group of nobles who were driven out of their original territory. Just as he expected when they first met, they were a group of troublemakers. I regret it now. I didn't think of a reason to refuse in the first place. It was already too late.

In the next few days, a name came to Lin's ears: 'Frank Kingdom Royal Revival Army'.

Frank Kingdom, among the thirteen countries on the southwestern peninsula of the mainland, is considered to be at the forefront in terms of strength. At the same time, the Tower of the Great Sage is also located within the scope of this kingdom, close to the Viscounty of Lorenz to which it belongs, and is on the edge. Incidentally, the first hotel in the town, and also the largest one, was originally built by Viscount Lorenz and the villagers at the time. He can also be regarded as the hero who brought prosperity to the town.

About a year ago, the Kingdom of Frank was the most discussed country on the forum. Because the king was killed by his ministers, the royal family was almost completely destroyed. To be honest, I can't blame the minister. He asked the king to sleep with his wife and took advantage of her verbally.

If the strength of the royal family is greater than that of the nobles, nothing bad will happen except for wearing a few cuckolds. However, when the royal family declined and the subordinates prospered, the balance of power was reversed. If you sleep with someone else's wife at this time, you are courting death. In terms of results, it is indeed dead.

In this case, the kingdom was dissolved and the nobles went their own way. For ordinary people, life can still be lived. The regicide minister had no intention of replacing him. After rescuing his wife who had been crippled by someone else - she was really crippled, one of her arms was cut off by the king - he returned to his territory. The entire country was left in chaos.

On the contrary, several other nobles with similar strength have their own thoughts.

Almost all the royal family members of the Frank Kingdom were killed, except for the eldest princess who was not in the royal city at the time but lived in a monastery──Mira Salian, the eldest sister of the former King. After the rebellion, the eldest princess disappeared from the convent. Until now, it appeared in front of my eyes.

Lin looked at the noble man who had royal blood, but was almost spending his whole life in a monastery because he was not treated well by his younger brother who was the king. The suffering did not bring her any negative emotions. She was cold and resolute, bringing straight lines to that beautiful face. In her expression, there was no aristocratic pride, but more of an indescribable self-confidence. It is a kind of self-recognition from the inside out, not a false recognition of greatness based on blood.

...Troublesome woman.

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