Chapter 105 The White King is Really Coming (5500 words long chapter)

Just like last time, Rand bathed, burned incense, and put on a solemn black robe.

Not caring at all about the cold, snowy ground in winter, walking barefoot on the ground.

It was still snowing at this time, and the snowflakes fell on Rand's luxurious black robe inlaid with gold edges. Rand wore a golden crown on his head, and the golden crown was inlaid with beautiful gems that Ellie had invested in when she supported the hideout.

Slowly walking to the center of the hideout, we found that the outdated gravel road had been abandoned and replaced with neatly cut and well-jointed stone slabs.

In fact, Rand wanted the walls and floors of the ruins to pave the road, and he had already arranged for people to purchase them.

In the center of the hideout stands a huge stone pillar with many names engraved on it.

Normally, no one else is allowed to get close here, not even believers, they can only watch from afar.

At this moment, Rand seemed unable to feel the coldness of the ground and walked to the stone pillar.

There are two braziers in front of the stone pillars.

As the flames lit, Rand formally held a ceremony for the dead, chanting sacred prayers aloud, blessing their souls to rest in peace.

In fact, according to the process, Rand, as the Pope and messenger of the Cult of the Goddess of Plenty, should lead these heroic souls to the kingdom of the Mother Goddess.

But! But! Rand himself had been to the kingdom of the goddess of abundance. He felt that it would be better for these people's souls to rest in peace where they were, rather than being chewed up in the kingdom of the mother goddess.

If he had never been there, he would definitely be able to hold the reception ceremony without any burden.

Too bad he went there.

But the problem arises again. At the very beginning, when he was deceiving these believers, he said that the Mother Goddess's kingdom was full of milk and honey. Although he did not mention it later, this statement is probably deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even if he did not say it, the believers would definitely remember it.

As a result, he is now in a difficult situation.

In essence, he might really be the messenger of the Goddess of Plenty. If the reception ceremony is really held, there is a real chance that those who died in the battle for the hideout will go to the Mother Goddess's kingdom.

Although it has been a long time since his death, the probability that his soul can still come here and be led by Rand is very low.

Rand also had feelings for these warriors who fought for the hideout, and he would feel uneasy if the ceremony was held casually and irresponsibly.

If there really were souls that were good at fighting and were led to that place full of wriggling flesh and blood, wouldn't that be harmful to people? After hesitating for a moment, Rand said, "The sacred heroic souls will return to the world in another form and fight alongside us."

Things are different now. Rand still remembers that in the beginning, after sending those evil people to see the Mother Goddess, the remaining cultists were all half-naked, hungry and cold.

To them at that time, the world was a purgatory. In their imagination, only by going to the Kingdom of God could they be saved and no longer have to endure the cold wind and snow, rotten and smelly food, and dirty water.

As for dignity, I dare not even think about it.

But now it's different. Only a few people froze to death this winter, and Rand will make sure that at least no one will freeze to death next winter.

So Rand believed that if these heroic spirits really existed, they would definitely be willing to come back here and continue fighting for the hideout.

Rand also believed that this day was worth commemorating, so he established a festival called Triumphal Day.

A banquet will be held on this day, and people will eat and drink a lot.

And a certain supply of meat and alcohol will be guaranteed.

A total of 260 people went out to the hideout this time, and only about 180 returned, which was a considerable loss.

This festival was also decided on the way. The soldiers didn't know it, but the hideout had already been prepared. After the religious ceremony, some tedious matters were completed.

In the evening, it was time for the party.

There was also a festive atmosphere in the lord's hall. The middle and high-level leaders of the hideout had all come, including Taran, who had been handling affairs in the town, the tauren Sasha who had just given birth, Thes and Serai, and even Fenris, who were brought here by Taner.

As for the senior officials who had their own exclusive seats in the lord's hall, they were all present as well.

Over the past year, the growth rate of the den has undoubtedly been astonishing, and this is the result of the efforts of everyone involved.

In fact, Rand originally wanted to be outside and eat and drink with everyone, but he found himself as the supreme ruler and religious leader.

If he shows up, he will have a halo in the eyes of those people below. If a religious leader and political leader sits there, it would be a miracle if the people below can eat, drink and have fun.

As for the middle and senior levels, the impact is not that great. Everyone knows what kind of person Rand is. Even for the more devout believers such as Thess and Thrai, although they respect him, at least they will not feel uncomfortable in front of Rand.

Rand took a sip of the blended juice. Before, he thought that blended juice was far better than ordinary food, but it can only be said that human greed is endless. Now he misses the fat house happy water a little.

Unfortunately, it is completely impossible to do so now. He only knows that Coke is sugar water mixed with carbon dioxide, and he doesn't understand anything else.

However, the mixed wine can be tried immediately, and in the spring of next year, the wine brewed in advance can be taken out and tried. He has prepared both distilled liquor and ale.

At that time, we can make a lot of money from the adventurers, and even cooperate with the people in the Adventurer's Association to develop the tourism industry.

In short, in the minds of modern people, there are still many ways to develop the economy. At least even if Rand is not an economics major, his knowledge is completely sufficient for the current hideout.

The food in the lord's hall was similar to that outside, with small pieces of fried chicken, beer, and a little mixed fruit juice.

There is also unlimited grilled meat.

However, even the middle and senior management were very happy with the meal. Compared with the usual food, it was already quite good.

At least Ellie was enjoying her meal. She was the youngest here, so she ate the most. She stuffed her mouth with a lot of fried chicken, rubbing her face and smacking her lips like a squirrel.

Rand raised his glass and said, "Cheers to our future!"

In Rand's eyes, Ellie and Elsa are the destined protagonists, Olenna and Taner are powerful people who have become top professionals during this period, and they are still very young, and Lysa is mysterious and unpredictable.

As for the middle level, they are all outstanding people. Rand even feels that Taran, the bandit leader, is no simple character. With their help, the future of the den will definitely not be too bad.

Everyone present raised their glasses. Although they were all drinking low-quality beer, the quality of the beer was not important at this moment.

In their eyes, Rand is the most incredible existence. He was able to develop this poor and remote area and this flawed den of cultists to its current state within a year. He had a promising future.

Therefore, both sides toasted each other, but the meanings were not the same.

But they are all full of drinks.

After relaxing a little, Rand did not remove the food, but washed his hands and prepared to take this opportunity to talk about business.

It's rare that all the middle and senior management are here, so it's a good opportunity to implement the central idea.

Rand asked, "What's the situation in the Southern Kingdom?"

"The Southern Kingdom is fighting hard, and the Torch Church has also intervened. Now it's a back-and-forth battle." Ellie stopped smacking her lips. She has been handling the world situation and intelligence. "Well, the prestige of the Torch Church has been greatly reduced. This is our chance."

Fenris and Taner looked at each other, with some awkwardness in their eyes. As people who also came from the Torch Church, they felt embarrassed to hear about the Torch Church, especially this kind of thing.

However, they currently have no plans to go back and fight for the Torch Church. Now that the Torch Church has been eliminated, no matter what the original reason was, it is almost impossible for them to get away now.

This priceless gold mine with magical metals as its associated minerals is destined to be watered with blood.

"What about the Northern Alliance's movements?"

Ellie chuckled, and sat in her seat with her legs tightly together. She took a sip of the mixed juice in her hand and said, "The barbarians from the far north have already set out."

The northernmost barbarians refer to the Ice Sea Kingdom, a country that is essentially a group of barbarian bandits who are only reluctantly classified as humans due to the threat of orcs and trolls.

This group of people usually have the character of pure bandits. After forming an alliance, they reluctantly stopped attacking people from the Northern Alliance and made a living by fishing in the ice sea, so they were less restricted by farming time.

Now that they have probably seen an opportunity, they have sailed their longships southward, ready to plunder the southern kingdom.

This is not a revenge for the invasion of the Kingdom of Lensa, because they have always been like this.

Anyway, the Southern Kingdom has never recognized the Ice Sea Kingdom, a group of bandits and barbarians, as a legitimate human kingdom.

But now they are beating out their dog brains, and they are likely to be severely robbed.

There is nothing you can change or choose about the situation outside, so just learn about it.

The next thing to pay attention to is: "Planning for the new year."

Rand said, "I'm going to optimize the toilet."

During the time he was back, Rand realized the importance of the toilet revolution.

Previously, Rand only built public toilets and dug compost pits and ditches. Unfortunately, it is not realistic to use biogas at this stage, otherwise it can be considered as fuel.

Rand intends to optimize the configuration of the toilet and then optimize the plumbing problems.

Now part of the manure flows into the composting pool through the ditch, and part of it is composted by the manure pickers.

Unfortunately, due to the poor planning and incomplete location of the toilets, many villagers do not choose to go to public toilets at night, especially in winter nights.

This is indeed unrealistic. This is the north, and going out to find a public toilet on a winter night would be tantamount to seeking death for these ordinary villagers.

It seems that we need to prepare a dung bucket, at least every household should have one, otherwise it will be like now.

Maybe the believers in the den were used to it, but Rand was not. A faint stench could be smelled in many places.

"Second." Rand raised a finger and told Olena not to record it. He just wanted to convey his goal to everyone: "In the future, the church will set up a seven-day cycle, and the last day of each cycle will be Sunday."

Rand thought about it and decided that the farming season must not be delayed. Forcing a holiday would be detrimental to the development of the den. He then said, "At present, only people from the den's literacy training class will participate. The content is the basic principles of hygiene."

The literacy training classes in the den have been ongoing, with a cycle of half a year. This is already the second session. After graduation, the students will become future missionaries or officers in the den’s army.

"Third." Rand thought about something, left the table for a while, and then came back.

I brought back a piece of ice, which was the clean drinking water ice that I had stored before. I took a knife and cut it into balls.

Then he took out two cups and fiddled with them, adding mixed fruit juice and then distilled ale. After a very fancy show, he poured a glass of mixed ale for everyone in the lord's hall.

Rand's face became mysterious, and he put his left hand on his chest, making a gesture of invitation.

The preparation of ale is definitely not as good as other base wines, but it doesn’t matter. At least it is definitely better than all the alcoholic beverages on the market today.

Oh, except for aged wine, high-quality wine is still much stronger.

After everyone finished drinking, Rand tried a glass himself. It was indeed not bad. The fragrance of beer matched with the sweet and sour taste of the fruit juice. In terms of feeling but not taste, it was a bit like the Tequila Sunrise he had tasted before.

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"Okay, we've finished the third point." Rand used to hate people who kept talking about the first, second, and third points endlessly. Besides, the most important thing has been discussed, and the subsequent adjustments will be discussed later. "The meeting is adjourned."

"Ellie and Olena, please take care of the dishes and kitchen waste."

Rand returned to the sacrificial room through the small door at the back of the lord's hall. No one else was allowed to enter the sacrificial room when Rand was not there, so a lot of dust had accumulated because no one cleaned it.

But this place always gives him a sense of security that he doesn't have anywhere else.

It's a pity that after killing so many followers of the God of Struggle, the God of Struggle gave rewards, but the Goddess of Fertility gave none.

None of this matters.

Ellie said her little invention had improved a bit.

Originally, the communication range of this little toy was only ten steps, and I don’t know how far it is now.

At this time, outside, the chandelier above the lord's hall of the stone building was still flickering with flames, and the lamps produced from the ruins on both sides illuminated the entire lord's hall.

Because of the banquet, the long gilded red carpet in the lord's hall was removed to prevent it from being stained by wine and food residues.

At this time, the rest of the people in the lord's hall had left, leaving only Ellie and Olenna.

And Lysa.

Lysa had always been a free elf, so it was no surprise that she stayed to help Ellie and Olenna.

But suddenly, I saw Lisa covering her lower abdomen, as if she was uncomfortable.

Ellie and Olenna looked at Lisa strangely. The physiques of the top professionals were very exaggerated. If she could make a professional of this level feel uncomfortable, it would definitely not be a simple stomach upset.

But Lisa soon returned to normal, looking as if nothing had happened.

Ellie and Olenna didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, a strange expression appeared on Lisa's pretty face again, but this time she didn't cover her stomach, but her legs were not coordinated when she walked.

This time she walked behind, and neither Ellie nor Olenna noticed.

When she reached the door of the lord's hall, Lisa's face finally calmed down.

Dump food scraps at a designated disposal site, where they may be fed to livestock or composted.

The tableware is then placed where the tableware is piled, and then someone in the hideout will chisel open the ice on the surface of the frozen river and wash the tableware.

Then return to the Lord's Hall.

After returning to the lord's hall, Lisa's expression became a little strange again.

Ellie looked at Lisa in confusion again, and she seemed to have heard a very faint buzzing sound since just now, and there were obviously no bees at this time of year.

After hesitating for a moment, Ellie asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Lysa shook her head.

Then Ellie noticed the water stains running down Lysa's thighs.

Her face suddenly turned red, and she muttered a few incomprehensible words, then ran forward quickly to catch up with Olena.

At this time, Rand had basically determined the communication range of the new communication crystal. It seemed to be quite far, at least doubled, about twenty steps, or even thirty steps.

Even if we want to use it in the military, it is still a long way off.

Now it can only be used as a toy, but it is also very practical as a toy.

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At the entrance of the holiday villa, a handsome man with white hair looked up. The prosperity of this place was far beyond her imagination.

There had been quite a few descriptions of this place in the letters Ellie had sent her. She trusted her sister very much and didn't think that she was talking nonsense, but it didn't feel real.

Even now that I have seen it from the front, I am still shocked.

She started her observation from Crescent Moon Territory. Outside were just ordinary villages, but it was a little different. At least it was crowded, unlike other territories when she came here, where she could see corpses frozen to death on the roadside everywhere.

But it doesn't matter. As long as we release the territory resources to civilians, we can do it.

Until entering the core of Crescent Moon Territory.

The width was enough for two carriages to run side by side, and even with her eyesight, she couldn't see the end of the bluestone road that stretched neatly into the distance.

The final destination should be the ruins, she thought.

The houses on both sides of the road are very neat and tidy, and there is no horse manure everywhere. It should be because they are cleaned regularly, or the livestock walking on the road are required to carry dung bags.

She also saw the iconic building of the Adventurer's Guild and the emblem on it.

At a farther distance, you can also see places that appear to be blacksmith shops, clinics, and taverns.

There are also some buildings that look very luxurious, and are no less luxurious than the residences of the nobles of the White Country. I wonder what they are used for.

The most exaggerated thing is that there are lamps on both sides of the road, extending into the distance.

And because of this, even at night, there are adventurers walking on the road, as if they have just returned from an adventure, or are preparing to go on an adventure.

Just as the White King was about to enter, the guard at the gate of the holiday villa stopped her.

"Ma'am, please show us your adventurer ID." Normally they wouldn't check this, but this person who looked like a woman was really special.

The White King was wearing a white velvet coat with a lot of red patterns on it, and a snow-white mink fur cape on his shoulders.

He wore slim-fitting dark fleece trousers, black boots, and a gaudy-looking ceremonial one-handed sword at his waist.

In the White Kingdom, she dresses much the same way, though she sometimes wears jewels.

But no one dared to question his gender, and even most people didn't dare to talk about him behind his back.

However, this time he came out secretly without the knowledge of the ministers, so he did not make too many preparations, such as disguising himself more like a man.

"If not, then I can't come in?" The voice was somewhat neutral. She didn't deliberately control the tone, nor did she emphasize her gender.

The guard shook his head and said, "That's not the case. It's just that if you are not an adventurer, you need to apply for it."

Glancing at the night sky and the never-ending falling snow, the guard felt that the surroundings had become colder since the woman approached.

"If you need it, the resort also provides temporary accommodation. If you are not an adventurer and want to go to the ruins to adventure, you can try to register at the adventurer's residence, but please wait until tomorrow morning."

So if you want to enter now, you have to stay in the temporary visitor residence. The White King didn't mind. He arrived at the temporary residence under the guidance of a guard. After paying the fee, he was assigned to a room.

The conditions are not bad, at least there is no leakage and no peculiar smell.

The White King was not in a hurry to meet this so-called Lord Rand immediately.

There is more in the evening.

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