System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 854 - 268: Literacy Campaign (10,000 Words) Part 5

"I’m sorry, my Lord, it was Ailin’s lack of understanding!"

With a composed smile, Lynn declared, "Then, Scholar Ailin, kindly relay my words."

"Teaching the townsmen to read and write is a task I entrust to you and the other scholars."

Ailin responded, "Understood, Master Lynn."

Once he wrapped up his directives for Ailin,

Lynn fell silent and started heading out of town, trailed by numerous watchful gazes.

Ailin stayed rooted in place.

Watching Master Lynn’s silhouette move down the limestone path, fading slowly into the horizon,

To this moment,

Ailin’s thoughts lingered deeply, relishing every phrase Lynn had uttered moments ago.

Her reverence for Lynn intensified even more.

Truly.

Transforming a desolate wilderness into a thriving town in just a few years.

Could the foresight of such a mind match that of common folk?

Should Master Lynn’s ’literacy campaign’ succeed,

with townsmen’s reading skills boosted via night classes,

be it for the people on Master Lynn’s domain or the land itself,

it would stand as an epic accomplishment!

A magnificent project ushering in a fresh epoch!

For,

in this realm, the unyielding caste structure locks society in place.

Lords view their authority as bestowed by the heavens!

Common folk, peasants above all, exist merely to serve under lords.

Their only role: supplying toil and tribute to the nobility!

Yet Master Lynn grasps that raising the townsmen’s learning will boost his domain’s output and operations!!!

No lord like him had she ever met!

Pushing down her reflections,

Ailin headed to the red-brick housing district nearby.

She had to swiftly verify the build specs and location for the Territory Court alongside Clive, then seek Master Lynn’s sign-off.

With the Territory Court erected and running,

thanks to Master Lynn’s commanding respect across the land, disputes among residents stay rare.

She’d handle court affairs smoothly by day,

while evenings brought literacy lessons for the townsmen!

To what greater levels might Master Lynn elevate this territory?

What peaks could he guide these townsmen toward?

Ailin admitted, she couldn’t imagine.

Everything witnessed and learned so far had shattered her prior knowledge!

Serving as a scholar in Master Lynn’s domain,

her duty was simply to heed his orders and guidance; nothing more required.

...

Traversing expansive fields,

Lynn reached the Wild Boar Farm’s extension zone.

He grabbed the nearby plastering trowel and dove back into enlarging the farm.

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Experience piled up steadily, bit by bit.

Meanwhile, hours flew by swiftly.

Only as dusk fell did Lynn set aside the trowel.

Positioned at the farm’s newest edge,

Lynn scanned the laborers finishing their shifts.

Jode, overseeing the builders, approached Lynn briskly.

With a slight bow, he delivered his update respectfully.

"Master Lynn, today’s work wraps up four fresh Wild Boar Farms."

"Do we press on with expansion?"

Lynn faced Jode and answered,

"Yes, continue."

"But starting now, take it slower—no rush needed."

"Assemble a crew of twenty; station them at the ranch."

"They’ll manage the farm’s steady growth and any ranch repairs."

Before, plenty of magic ores and surplus Forest Pigs urged haste,

to finish a farm holding one hundred fifty Forest Pigs pronto,

ready for immediate breeding.

Even full-grown Forest Pigs demand a year in the Mutated Wild Boar Farm

to bulk up to three thousand pounds, fit for mounting in cavalry.

Despite the long growth span,

against warhorses’ two-to-three-year timelines or beyond,

wild boar rearing proves far swifter.

Lynn went on, "Wild Boar Farm growth can unfold steadily,"

"yet construction must begin on a new facility... the Pigeon Nest for pigeon breeding!"

Hearing Lynn’s orders, Jode betrayed no shock.

Flint had previously shared the blueprints with them.

The Pigeon Nest stayed modestly sized.

It closely mimicked a tower,

built mainly from stone, wood, and fired bricks plus tiles.

This design granted pigeons wide vistas, simple nesting, and easy training later.

Jode affirmed, "Yes, Lord."

Having given instructions to Jon, Lynn departed from the farm bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun.

Under the deferential stares of the townsfolk making their way back to town,

Lynn, with Red by his side, proceeded toward the town.

He had barely reached Lord’s Square, about to dispatch a Guard to summon Flint,

when Lynn noticed Flint striding toward him.

Without requiring a summons from Lynn, Flint hastened over with quick, nimble steps.

Once he arrived before Lynn, Flint declared, "My Lord, I was just about to seek you out..."