Early the next morning, Buck was awakened by the noise outside. When he came downstairs, the town's cook Qisi had already made a table of not exquisite but quite sumptuous breakfast for Buck.
I don’t know where the news came from that my lord and his family were murdered by cultists and have been controlled by cultists for many years.
Even so, the lord still loved his people as his own children, and even swore by the gods that he would never leave the injured subjects. This made the people who were originally in York Town extremely moved, and their loyalty gradually increased.
After breakfast, Buck was just about to go to the town to check on the people injured yesterday, but he didn't expect that someone had been waiting for him for a long time.
And the person who came turned out to be Sim who was missing an arm among the refugees.
"Lord, the walls damaged in yesterday's battle have been repaired. On behalf of the people you have accepted, I would like to express my gratitude to you. I also hope that you can arrange something for us to do. Many of us have certain skills. , can create enough value for you.”
Although Buck made it clear last night that he took them in to buy horse bones for a thousand dollars, these refugees would not just wait for Buck to raise them in vain. The safest way is to show their own value.
"I made a simple statistic. Except for some young children, most of us can still work, although the efficiency may be worse..."
"It seems that you are very capable. Let alone the refugee camp. It is not easy to be recognized by the townspeople so quickly." Buck looked at Sim standing upright in front of him, smiled, and looked carefully. The information handed over by the other party.
It was easy to convince the refugees, after all, Sim had been their leader before, but the refugees alone could not repair the damaged walls overnight.
"This is all thanks to the cooperation of the townspeople." Sim also felt that the smoothness was a bit unusual, because it is very difficult for outsiders like them to integrate into the new environment, especially after only a day or two.
But when he took the refugees to help repair the yard of the Lord's Mansion at dawn, a bunch of townspeople came over spontaneously to help, and were very polite to them.
What Sim didn't know was that before the town accepted their group of refugees, excluding the mayor's thugs, there were only 246 people in total.
Nowadays, 149 of these people, in addition to being citizens, are also Buck's direct soldiers [militia captains]. As existences with MAX loyalty, although they have their own sense of independence, they will subconsciously think about Buck.
Sim himself is capable and knowledgeable, and these people also understand the importance of those refugees to Buck, so naturally they will not exclude them.
And these citizens who have been trained into military units are basically the mainstay of each family. The heads of the family have no ideas. Naturally, their families will not show too many bad thoughts towards these refugees.
The information compiled by Sim is very detailed. In addition to basic information such as name and age, it is clearly written down what occupation or work they have done. It is even more detailed than the panel provided by the system. After all, The panel will not tell you which person has been farming for how many years, whether he has herded sheep, etc.
"Have you been a soldier?" Buck looked at Sim's information and suddenly asked.
[Name: Sim (normal) (disability status)]
[Identity: Citizen of York Town]
[Combat Level: Level 3, Level 5]
[Arm type: Sentinel (Level 3)]
[Skill: Shield Guard - Reduce remote damage received by 25%]
[Skill: Shield Raising—Experienced sentries can defend the protected target from attacks from anywhere]
【Loyalty: 63】
"Yes, sir, I used to belong to the Third Northern Army, but I was disabled in a battle and had to retire." Sim nodded and replied.
"Aunt Kiss, please call Uncle John to come over." After reading the list and checking his own citizen information, Buck immediately ordered the cook to call her husband John.
John is an old man in this town, and his two sons were both members of the town's guard. In addition, all three members of his family were trained by Buck to become [militia captains], so there is absolutely no problem with their loyalty.
"Sir, you are looking for me!" John rushed over after a while.
"It's like this. The former mayor discovered the conspiracy of the cultists and died fighting with them. Someone must manage the affairs of the town. I now appoint you as the mayor and let this person..."
"My name is Sim, sir." Seeing Buck looking at him, Sim said immediately.
"Let this Sim cooperate with you to settle the new citizens and give them some jobs within their capabilities. Then Sim will take over the training of the previous members of the guard." As a third-level sentry, Sim trained the militiamen themselves More than enough, after all, they were forcibly trained by Buck. Although they mastered many combat skills, the combat experience was not something that the panel could give them.
"Also, mobilize the people in the town to build some simple buildings, such as barracks, stables, etc. As for the funds, go to Huo..." Buck was halfway talking, and then he remembered that his butler should have been admired. This former candidate for Pope was beaten to death. He had no choice but to take out a money bag from his arms and threw it to John, and said: "You don't need to save money for me. Also, you go and give these people I called."
Buck said and called a few names. These are young people who have reached a certain age but have no career. He clearly remembers that today is Sunday. There are still a few training places in the Thieves' Den, which cannot be wasted. .
"Sir! I'm rich!!!"
"That's right, this old guy Barris really hides his secrets."
Buck had just finished giving orders when two guys, Hossen and Bruce, rushed into the house with excitement on their faces, shouting as they ran.
"Ahem!" Hearing the other party's cry, Buck immediately coughed twice. After all, Buck claimed that the Barris family died fighting the cultists for their territory. It was a bit unfair to have his family searched just after the other party died. It sounds good, although the nobles in this world don't have much reputation.
"Let's get busy." Seeing Huo Sen and Brutz, Sim and John immediately stood up and left. As for what they just said? Did those two guys talk just now?
"I've made a fortune, sir. I'm afraid this old guy has wanted to run away a long time ago. The house has been cleaned up, so he just let me have a baby!" As soon as Sim and John left, Bruce immediately took it out of his arms. He picked up a bag and threw it on the table.
"There are three gold tickets issued by the Merchant Alliance worth 100 each, with a full denomination of 300 gold coins..."
"That's it?" Buck looked at the gold tickets on the table. 300 gold coins is indeed a lot, but for the Barris family who have been the mayor of the town for more than ten years, 300 gold coins is really not enough, and this guy is a wild man. The wolf group trapped many caravans...
"Of course it's not just that, there are these..." Looking at Buck's unbelieving look, Hossen smiled mysteriously and took out a dark card and a contract.
The deed is proof of real estate in a medium-sized city in the Principality of Fafiti. This is a huge sum of money. The Principality of Fafiti is a neighboring country of the Dawn Empire, but because it is close to the largest virgin forest on the continent - the Evergreen Forest Sea, the entire country They are all surrounded by forests and have a pleasant climate. It can be said to be the most suitable country for life on the entire continent.
And safety is not a problem, because the royal court of elves is located deep in the Evergreen Forest Sea. There are a large number of half-elves and demi-humans living in Fafeti Principality. No one will offend the entire forest elves for the sake of a small principality. A clan.
A real estate certificate from the Principality of Fafti, worth ten thousand gold.
But the card was made of unknown material, and it felt unusually cold to the touch. There was a dragon head drawn with gold lines on the card, which looked lifelike.
"What is this?" Buck put down the deed and started to wonder while holding the card.
"I don't know, it should be a good thing, wrapped together with the house deed." Bruz shook his head, indicating that he didn't recognize it.
"That's the invitation letter from the Lord of Black Dragon City." Suddenly a voice appeared behind Buck.
