System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 1250 - 334: The Lord of Slaughter and Atrocities? (10,000 Words)_5

Meanwhile.

Flint, who is perceptive, also saw Lynn.

The one-meter-tall Flint raised his thick eyebrows.

Without needing Lynn to call out, Flint quickly stepped towards Lynn.

Arriving in front of Lynn, Flint slightly bowed and greeted.

"Lord."

Lynn responded and asked.

"Sir Flint, doesn’t your daily work seem rather leisurely?"

Flint’s thick eyebrows twitched, and he spoke with pride.

"Of course, Lord."

"It’s merely a matter of leading and teaching two hundred blacksmith apprentices in the production of Scale Armor with Chain Liner."

"For me, it’s no difficulty at all!"

As soon as Flint finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, quickly looked at Lynn, and inquired.

"Lord, you..."

Lynn calmly said, "Since Sir Flint is so leisurely."

"Then I will send another two hundred blacksmith apprentices to Sir Flint’s Blacksmith Workshop."

"Sir Flint will instruct them on how to forge Chain Armor!"

Flint’s already large eyes widened, and he quickly explained.

"Lord, you misunderstood."

"What I meant was, two hundred blacksmith apprentices is already more than I can handle."

"If there are another two hundred apprentices, I’m concerned..."

Lynn stared directly at Flint, continuing to speak.

"Three hundred pounds more per month of Lexus Gin!"

Flint’s eyebrows suddenly lifted, and his face filled with a sycophantic smile.

"Lord, everything as you desire."

"With my forging ability, even if I teach another two hundred blacksmith apprentices, it will be more than enough!"

Lynn nodded and said, "That’s best."

After a few instructions to Flint, Lynn directly dismissed him.

With a small cost of gin, Flint willingly taught more apprentices the forging skills.

For Lynn, this was naturally extremely worthwhile!

The more forging-skilled blacksmith apprentices the territory has,

The more Lynn can accumulate a sufficiently powerful productivity to realize the idea of forming a million steel army in the future!

Of course.

Lynn could also directly issue instructions to Flint, ordering him to increase the number of apprentices.

However.

It’s far less effective than making Flint crave for gin and willingly putting in the effort!

This is not only applicable to Flint but also in dealing with the residents or others!

Because Lynn sees, there’s no absolute obedience, nor absolute friends.

Only—absolute interests!

Watching Flint leave, Lynn’s gaze turned towards the outside of the Lord’s Square.

The setting sun was in the west.

Golden rays fell upon a large cloud bank, directly tinting the white clouds a golden yellow.

Beneath the clouds.

Squads of town residents stepped out from the large tract of cultivated fields.

Crossing the gray-yellow lime road between the fields, they returned towards the Lord’s Square.

A day’s time nearly passed in the blink of an eye!

Just as Lynn was about to rise and return to the castle.

Red, who waited beside Lynn, reminded him.

"Master, there is a convoy of carriages heading towards the Lord’s Square."

Lynn’s eyebrows slightly raised, and he looked again beyond the Lord’s Square.

Indeed, just as Red said.

Among the returning crowd of farmers.

There was a convoy of carriages driving towards the Lord’s Square.

Fortunately.

Lynn continued to sit on the bench, waiting for the convoy.

Since Lynn sent out armored cavalry to breach Alba Town.

There have been no traveling merchants leading a convoy to Lynn’s territory.

However.

Lynn can understand.

Whether due to his war with Jon Zuck or the imperial authority war of the Karedi Empire.

Both made these merchants, who rely on the difference in prices for a living, become more cautious.

Once they encounter a bandit attack during cargo transport or trade.

They could lose not only that shipment of goods.

But also possibly their lives!

Because once war erupts, chaos ensues, and the trading environment becomes more difficult and adverse.

Especially those Lords with strong military might.

Should they covet the goods transported by merchants,

The merchants would have no opportunity for resistance or defense.

Even to cover it up, the entire caravan may be wiped out.

Compared to earning profits from trading, merchants are more eager to survive safely!

The convoy of carriages drove from afar and entered the Lord’s Square.

Under Lynn’s gaze, amidst the shouts to halt the horses, the convoy of carriages finally stopped.

Hunter from the Tavern, stepped down from the driver’s bench, surveying the surroundings.

With the coachman’s reminder,

Hunter’s gaze fell on Lynn sitting on the bench.

Without any hesitation, Hunter walked briskly towards Lynn.

Arriving in front of Lynn, Hunter quickly bowed in salute, his face wearing a gentle smile, respectfully saying.

"Hunter, paying respect to Lord Master Lynn."

Lynn looked at Hunter, returned the smile, and said.

"Mr. Hunter, long time no see!"

Hunter’s face showed a hint of awkwardness, he naturally knew the meaning in Lynn’s words.

Indeed, he hadn’t been to Lord Master’s Lynn’s territory for a long time to conduct trade in gin.

Hunter spoke with apology, saying.

"Sorry, Master Lynn, mainly because the situation inside Kakasong City is too complex and sharp, Hunter had to act very cautiously."

"I hope for your forgiveness, Master Lynn..."

Lynn responded with a sound and said.