System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 876 - 272: Mistress (10,000 Words) (Part 3)

Though not loud, the voice rang clearly in the ears of all gathered around the dining table.

Lynn and Kuisi, together with a few others, turned their heads at once.

Kari's cheeks flushed red in an instant.

She was on the verge of speaking.

Kuisi, positioned right next to her, advanced and started serving wine to both Lynn and Kari.

While filling their glasses, Kuisi commented.

"Master Lynn, the fishermen hauled in this twelve-pound carp today."

"With Miss Kari visiting, she took the initiative to prepare it."

"I wonder if it matches Miss Kari's palate..."

Seated on the wooden chair, Kari caught these words and shot Kuisi a thankful glance right away.

Kuisi replied with a faint smile.

With Kuisi and Janet, plus a handful of maids waiting on them, Lynn and Kari savored their meal.

Even though Kari tried her hardest to restrain herself, her rapid eating pace revealed her ravenous hunger.

A dozen minutes or so passed.

Once dinner concluded, Lynn and Kari relocated to the second-floor open-air balcony.

They reclined in the wooden chairs, relishing the evening breeze while sipping gin that Janet had poured.

Lynn lifted his glass, tapped it gently against Kari's, and threw back his gin in one swift motion.

Her face tinged with red, Kari showed no reluctance and downed her gin as well.

She allowed the burning sensation of the gin to spread warmly through her body.

Gazing into the night, Kari watched the groups of townsfolk in Lord’s Square.

Curiosity bubbled up, prompting her to inquire, "Master Lynn, now that we have a moment."

"Might you share how you built up this territory?"

Lynn swiveled to look at Kari.

Sensing his eyes on her, Kari hastened to clarify.

"Naturally, Master Lynn, if it's not suitable, feel free to keep silent."

Janet, positioned behind Lynn and Kari, revealed a spark of interest in her eyes too.

"No issue at all," Lynn answered.

"It's merely a lengthy tale..."

He began recounting crafting flint tools, erecting wooden homes, rescuing Kuisi and Red, clearing wild lands, and sowing seeds.

Next came weaving fishing nets, hauling river fish, and trading at Kent Village.

Followed by brewing beer from barley...

Yet right when Lynn described a squad of Iron Blood Brotherhood raiders storming his territory.

A gentle snoring sound drifted to his ears.

Lynn tilted his head.

To his view.

Kari gripped a Lex Gin Bottle tightly and had drifted off to sleep.

Her head drooped against the chair's backrest, loose strands of hair draping over her pale cheeks, lending an air of casual allure.

Eyes shut, her long lashes quivered softly with each breath.

The edges of her lips curved upward faintly, as though delighting in some dreamlike jest.

Observing Kari like this, Lynn grew intrigued.

In his domain, within his castle, Kari drank until she slumbered—without a single guard...

Did this stem from her faith in him?

Or was this lady intentionally baring a vulnerability?

Kari was undeniably a breathtaking beauty, yet Lynn refused to exploit the moment.

Lynn's eyes moved to Janet, still attending nearby, and he instructed.

"Summon a few extra maids to escort Miss Kari to her chamber for washing up and rest."

"At once, Master," Janet affirmed promptly.

With that, Janet spun around and made for the reception hall.

Within half a minute.

Janet reappeared on the balcony, accompanied by two maids.

The trio collaborated to raise Kari from the chair and bore her into the reception hall.

Once arrangements were complete.

Lynn stretched his arm.

He grasped the glazed cup off the coffee table and emptied it in a single swig.

With a mental command, he accessed the [Profession System and Reassignment] again to assign the leftover townsmen to professions.

The [Profession System and Reassignment] basically set firm boundaries for roles.

In simple terms.

Townsmen, after professional assignment, gained bonus efficiency solely in their designated jobs.

The night deepened steadily.

Following days of steady assignments, Lynn at last fitted all territory townspeople into professions.

After shutting the [Profession System and Reassignment] interface, Lynn exhaled contentedly.

Lynn's attention turned to Red, remaining at his side, and he questioned.

"Red, are you familiar with anything called a [Ranger]?"

The usually stoic Red displayed a flicker of interest and queried back, "Ranger?"

"Precisely!" Lynn confirmed with a nod.

"I've got an old tome detailing the promotion of an archer into a ranger."

"A ranger boasts sharp senses, nimble movements, and vast endurance..."

"Mastery of archery lets you strike far-off targets with deadly precision, even amid raging storms, felling enemies hundreds of meters distant with one arrow guided by a mere faint glow."

"Rangers of greater power can even commune with nature itself, calling beasts to fight alongside them!"

"If it piques your interest, the ancient book is yours."

Red's eyes went wide.

Master Lynn's words were straightforward.

Yet their meaning struck him crystal clear.

Storms, faint glimmer, downing a foe hundreds of meters away with a single arrow!