It seems that after he finishes overseeing the expansion of his territory, he will have to go to the Fortified City to recruit some talented people to help him with things.
Only in large, fortified cities can you find such knowledgeable people who are both literate and skilled in writing.
Linde couldn't help but think of the scribe he had met in Fortified City, the fat mage.
"I think his name is... Herman? Let's see if he has any connections."
After his trip to the ruins, Linde rested at the camp for a whole day before recovering from the fatigue of the trip.
Lind now wants to move his camp to another building. After all, a lord of this land has been in his territory for almost half a month, and it's not proper for him to still be living in a tent.
Astaire has mentioned this matter many times.
"Sir, how can you stay in the military camp indefinitely? These tents are only temporary. I'll have someone get you a proper tent to keep you from the wind and rain..."
Lind felt a little dizzy just thinking about Astaire's nagging about aristocratic etiquette; he had indeed been a bit lax in his adherence to aristocratic manners lately.
So, during the week that Linde went to explore the ruins, several of Linde's servants, led by Jergello, tidied up a two-story building in the territory that looked fairly decent.
This building was probably previously a government office or something similar, and the materials and design used in its construction are much better than the dilapidated wooden houses inhabited by other farmers.
The facilities inside are also very complete, including a kitchen and a basement.
The first floor uses a combination of stone and wood, the second floor is made of pure wood, and finally a simple red tile roof is added to the roof.
This house is built on the west bank of the river, and it was clearly visible from the fortress.
After all, among a bunch of low wooden bungalows, a two-story building with a wall is still quite conspicuous.
Starting today, Lind will be moving out of the military camp and into this two-story wooden house.
Linde entered the house, ignoring the servants who were busy at work, and began to observe the house.
You can clearly feel that the previous owner of this house was very frugal. Many parts are very simple, and even the burrs on the handrails were just trimmed by the servants.
"The previous lord was really stingy."
Linde sighed.
As he spoke, he went up to the second floor. The creaking wooden planks under his feet seemed to tell Linde of the injustice. He opened one of the doors and found that the room had already been cleaned by the servants.
The dampness from the water the servants had wiped away still lingered in the air. Lind opened the window, and directly opposite was the river, and beyond that, the dark castle.
Linde anticipated that he would be living in this small two-story house for quite some time.
At least until their own castle is built.
Linde plans to use the second floor as a place for rest and meals.
The first floor serves as a meeting room for convening people to discuss matters and as a place to handle government affairs.
While it was indeed rather shabby for a lord's residence, it was now a fully equipped temporary dwelling.
Linde left the temporary residence and came to the village street.
The dirty, muddy streets shattered Lind's illusions about a better life; the medieval streets truly lived up to their reputation.
After avoiding most of the excrement, Lind pinched his nose and entered a relatively large wooden row house.
This house is where Chief Edmund resides.
Meanwhile, a murmur of conversation could be heard coming from inside the cabin.
Lin De followed the sound of conversation into the house and found a large number of villagers gathered there, seemingly discussing something.
"We don't have enough people to build the house, we need to bring in a few more!"
"We barely have enough land to clear here. If we give it to you and it delays the construction, be careful the lord will punish you."
"Moreover, spring plowing is just around the corner, and if it is delayed, there are unimaginable consequences."
"That's right, that's right."
"How about I have some free soldiers help you build houses?"
"Who do you think you are... Lord... Lord!?"
Upon seeing that it was Lind who spoke, the speaker broke out in a cold sweat and immediately knelt down on the ground.
The other villagers, who had been discussing the matter intensely, immediately knelt on the ground upon seeing the lord's arrival.
Linde looked around at the people present, who were all leaders among the serfs he had brought with him.
Linde circled the crowd again and slowly said:
"Get up, everyone."
So everyone looked at each other and slowly got up from the ground.
Someone reached out and patted the dust off their legs, but was met with an angry glare from the person next to them, which frightened them so much that they stopped moving.
Seeing everyone's disheveled appearance, Lin De probably guessed why they had been arguing.
Linde looked at Edmund in the crowd, and Edmund said:
"Sir, it's like this, our farmland reclamation is progressing smoothly, and it's basically all done, but..."
"Just what?"
"However, with so many projects starting at the same time, there isn't enough manpower, and there are still some people who don't have a place to live..."
After listening, Linde thought about it carefully. After weighing the pros and cons, Linde said:
"Then let's suspend the construction of houses for now and devote all our efforts to spring plowing. Not only that, we should also double the area of farmland to be reclaimed."
Linde's words surprised everyone.
“But sir, what about those who don’t have houses…” Edmund hesitated.
"We can temporarily squeeze into the existing empty houses. Spring planting is crucial to this year's harvest, and we cannot afford to fail."
Linde's gaze was resolute.
Although everyone was unwilling, they knew that the lord's decision was not without reason, so they could only agree.
Linde continued:
"As for the rest, we'll talk about it after spring planting. However, I hope everyone can be more efficient. Once spring planting is complete, the housing issue can be easily resolved."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Linde then gave a few more instructions regarding spring plowing before leaving.
As soon as Linde stepped outside, he heard a soft murmur behind him:
"Why is the lord so focused on spring planting? Doesn't he know we have no place to live...?"
Shh! ...Don't let the lord hear us.
Linde shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself: They have no idea how serious it is to not have enough food reserves.
Although his old father, the count, had promised him food aid, which was expected to arrive by the end of summer.
But who knows if it will be delayed, or if something will happen on the way? If something goes wrong, his territory will come to a standstill due to food shortages.
Moreover, there is the possibility of large barbarian tribes existing, so Linde's newly established territory needs to have a strong ability to withstand risks.
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