Son of the Olden Days

"The autumn harvest this year has just passed, and the harvest can only be said to be average. According to experienced farmers, the land here is still a little barren after all, and it is estimated that the yield will be improved in the next few years."

"The total amount of food in the current territory is basically enough to support the population. And I also let Scott always keep an eye on the purchase of food and include the food as a long-term trade product." Beth concluded. Reply.

"Damn it! Don't tell me any more mushrooms."

"The plant must have been planted, but I have completely separated from that piece and left the matter to the more professional people under my hand, otherwise they would almost give me the shameful title of the'father of mushrooms'." This is Stant's. Reply.

It was really hard for Stanter. A dignified two-sword lizardman warrior who was obviously ready to bleed at any time, but was sent to plant mushrooms. This kind of injustice obviously made Stanter feel distressed.

"Don't resist so much, it's just a part of experiencing life, and your current achievements in planting are obviously at the top of the lizardman race. It is because of a selfless person like you that we have the beauty of today. life."

"Remember when you first met you asked me why I helped you. I said it was because of the pride in your eyes. Being able to lay down two knives to grow mushrooms for everyone's food and clothing is obviously a manifestation of your pride, Diller's consciousness in this respect. Not as good as you."

"Anyway, you worked hard, I admire you." Sol picked up the fragrant tea and touched Stanter's cup. Stanter rolled his eyes in black, Beth snorted, and Diller was even more bored. There are frog-like cooing noises in her hair.

Seeing everyone's eyes turned to him, Diller coughed twice and began to talk about himself.

"I didn't do much specific things here, but arranged for people to raise a group of letter crows. This is a necessary link in the exchange of intelligence, but the way of sending letter crows is only suitable for short distances. Some further, more urgent and important information is still required. Rely on the door of the secret realm."

"In other respects, I currently have a total of forty-eight people in my hands, all of which I have simply trained. Various abilities include basic combat abilities and social abilities, as well as elementary camouflage and tracking abilities."

"Then as you can see, most of the manpower was sent out by me."

"The three territories with tense surrounding relations, and some more distant places. At present, Odrensa, Byronbian, Allantis, and some relatively prosperous main cities on the mainland are basically nailed to them. We got a nail."

"However, at present, we can only maintain the collection of shallow intelligence, such as the Dark Cross of Odrensa in the Southern Territory. If it is some large-scale military mobilization on the bright side, we may be able to receive news in advance, but some of the core content is temporarily Unreachable."

"In short, the requirements of the people under my opponent are very clear. While wooing the population, the main thing is to collect intelligence about the City of Freedom, and the second is to collect some valuable local information, and that's roughly it." Diller shared. Spread your hands.

What Diller said is very realistic, and other forces' big moves on the surface will soon be delivered to Freedom City, but the internal secrets can't reach out. Because intelligence personnel are limited by their own capabilities, they are temporarily unable to penetrate the enemy's interior.

"It's already very good. In fact, I told you when the intelligence department was first established that the operation of intelligence is a long and time-consuming affair, and it is dangerous and meticulous at the same time. And the importance of this matter has become more and more important. The later it will be more prominent."

After listening to Diller's work report, Saul made a brief summary.

"Then what I have to say now, everyone think about whether there are any details? Or are there any difficulties currently encountered? Whether it is in terms of funds or personnel." Sol asked the three people at the table.

The three of them thought about it carefully, and then shook their heads.

"There is one thing, wait for me to prepare in a few days, you all come to my place for dinner." Stanter suddenly sent an invitation.

"Eating? No problem, is it because of a nest of eggs?" Sol asked smoothly, and Diller suddenly began to make a wretched laughter. This guy seems to have been talking about the word "egg" recently. Especially sensitive, as long as you hear it, you can't control yourself.

"Dwarf, are you embarrassed to laugh? Look at anyone around you who is like you, lonely and lonely like an orphan all day long, not even worthy of a nest. I really don't know how much courage it takes to live so bravely like you !"

"To be honest, I didn't quite understand the meaning of the word'insignificant' before, but since meeting you, I think this word has been well interpreted." This sharp speech by Stant shocked Sol and Bay. Silk, this mockery is very artistic.

"Clang...clang." In a blink of an eye, Stanter drew his sword and fought Diller several times.

"Green Skin, I promise you won't have any chance to think in the future." Diller's dagger wandered away, the cold light scattered.

"Who are you scaring so high? Go out and say, otherwise you don't overturn Sol's table like a flea." Stanter circled with both swords, attacking and defending calmly.

"Don't make trouble, Diller tells you what the **** is going on?" Saul put Beth in his arms.

The two who fell in love and killed each other took their weapons and sat back at the table.

"What's the situation with you and Raz?" Thor detailed his question.

"It should be all right. She is just my sister now, and she will also be from now on. In fact, I found that this result is the best result. After a while, I'm going to harm a few halfling beauties. Don't stop me from anyone." Diller poured warm tea and wiped his mouth.

This sounded like a joke, but Sol and the others were silent when they heard it.

"One day Diller suddenly carried his sister onto a cart and pushed it into the woods. They sang and screamed, clamored, and danced, as if the whole world belonged to them. Until Diller came back alone in the evening, someone I saw the shovel in the cart, but no one asked."

How much love was once, how much it hurt later. Several people also remembered that Diller once had a sister, and now it is a good thing to be able to put this mood on the little goblin Raz.

"As for you to harm a few halfling beauties, I think this idea is very good, anyway, I support it. If you don't have enough money, ask Beth for it until you get it. Come on!" Sol raised his fist and shook his fist. Akira, Beth slapped him dubiously.

"Dwarf, this is your last chance to prove yourself to me, I will stare at you." Stanter showed his unique care.

At this time, it had been a long time into the night, and everyone had finished saying what they should have said, and finally the meeting adjourned.

Sol was lying on the bed with his arm in his arm, observing the environment of the bedroom with great interest. It was so spacious and gorgeous that people were a little unaccustomed to it.

Beth opened the door gently and walked in, came to the bed and handed the space ring to Sol.

"Don't you rest so late?" Saul's finger touched the sapphire shield of the ring lightly.

"I'm already asleep, I'm almost falling asleep, just remembering that the ring has not been handed to you." Beth replied inexplicably.

"You slept? Who approved you to sleep? No, where did you sleep?" Saul was shocked and sat up from the bed.

"There are a total of 20 main bedrooms in the entire Lord's Mansion. They are all prepared for the Lord's wife. I was lucky enough to have one, so I have my own room." Beth lowered her head and smiled slightly.

"Why can you, a little maid, have your own room? Stop talking nonsense and come to the bed." Sol scowled.

"Lord Lord hasn't said that he missed me all day. What's the point of me coming? But if you ask me, I can think about it." Beth smiled playfully, with a mischievous look.

"Do you know? The little shiitake mushrooms that dared to go to the sky in front of me paid a painful price. Since you dared to provoke the big devil, you must have the consciousness of staying up all night." Sol's Tier 4 speed exploded to the extreme, first. Beth blocked the door in one step.

In Beth's exclamation, Saul rushed forward, lifted her purple silk dress from her neck, and then turned her into a white and naked swan in twos or twos.

"What are you...what are you doing?" Beth, who was looking down and shy, was stunned suddenly, feeling something wrong, because Saul stripped her clothes naked and then put them on again for her.

"This..." Beth looked down at her black and white maid costume, somewhat shocked.

"Don't you want to be the chief maid? Congratulations on your dream come true." Saul puffed up at the stockings on the bed.

Beth didn't squeeze, lifted the skirt and stretched her feet.

Slowly put the white gauze stockings on the slender legs, and deliberately licked his lips with his small tongue against Thor.

"I'll take care of you in a while. I'll never be merciful to evil." Saul smiled, knelt down to help her cover her little black leather shoes, and then suddenly stood up and hugged Beth from behind.

"...Um, so you like this bad taste!" Feeling the long-lost hardness, Beth's eyes were a little blurred, and she tilted her head to kiss the person she was thinking about day and night.

"My interests are actually a bit mixed. This is just one of the small aspects. The key is that I will severely punish my maid today for the evil she committed before." Sol gently pulled Beth's ear with his teeth. .

Anduo carried a cup of hot milk on a tray, and walked through the corridor with a humming. This cup of milk was specially prepared by the wife for the lord. It is said that the lord who has just returned is still very weak.

Standing at the door of Lord Lord's bedroom, Anduo, who had just raised his hand to knock on the door, was stunned. She seemed to hear some... sounds? The intense curiosity made her subconsciously push the door open slightly like a flood.

Some magic sounds rushed towards him, and Anduo took a quiet look, and then was so shocked that the tray in his hand was a little swaying. She hurriedly reached out to help, and almost pressed a cup of hot milk on her face.

Just a moment ago, she saw Lord Lord actually press Finqi by the bed...

Alas? Wait, the two people standing next to the bed... the voice doesn't seem to be Finch.

Andor just remembered that the lord asked her for a maid outfit just now.

This is called weakness?

Until the milk on the tray was completely cold, Anduo rubbed his legs with a blushing face, gently sutured the door together, and fled in embarrassment.

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