"ah!"
Green broke free from the nightmare, sat up sweating, looked around, and found himself sleeping in a soft big bed.
"Are you awake?"
A boy about his age was reading a book beside the bed. When he saw him wake up, he closed the book and said.
"Who are you and where is this place?"
Green looked around, trying to find a chance to escape, but it seemed that this was the fourth floor and he could only go up the stairs.
"dragon."
The boy had a blank expression on his face and was a very withdrawn person, but thinking that this guy would be his colleague in the future, he still said a few more words.
"You will be the King's Guard from now on. Stop acting like a student in school. Get up, get dressed, and get ready for dinner."
After hearing what Long said, Green realized that he seemed to be still naked. Who was taking off his clothes?
But his worn-out clothes were gone, but on the bedside table were not only new clothes that fit him, but also a set of light armor.
"King's Guard? What is this? And where are my companions?"
Green asked the boy named Long while putting on his clothes.
"The King's Guard is the King's Guard. Our direct superior is Arsen, but he is currently in Boravice. As for your companions, they are in the manor next to the City Lord's Palace."
Long took the dressed Green to the lobby downstairs, ordered two meals, and found a deserted place to sit down.
The meal consisted of mashed potatoes, bread and two sea fish, but it was a delicacy for Green.
There were many armored warriors eating in the hall. The environment was very quiet and no one wanted to disturb the conversation at a table not far away.
Their meals were the same as everyone else's, but the wolf-orc at the table had already eaten several helpings and looked like he had just finished his meal.
"The inhabitants of the northern islands have begun migrating to the seven larger islands. Volor is in charge of this, and I believe it will be completed before the Festival of Enlightenment.
All the islanders who have been relocated to Lovik Island will be relocated to the northern part of Lovik Island, which has been sacrificed by Tone Soutine and has become an uninhabited area. There are enough houses and land for them, and I believe it will not delay production next year."
Listening to Wodek's report, Xia Lan nodded. Unlike the central and southern parts of the Baltic Sea, the northern part did not grow spices, but instead grew grains.
It was not only because of the climate and the larger area of the island, but more importantly, it was to exchange grain for the furs, herbs, meat, etc. of the northern Icelandic barbarians.
Of course, they also have to face the looting of barbarians. In the past, they were intercepted by the parliamentary fleet, but from now on they can only rely on themselves.
This year's alliance with Tone Sudin made the northern barbarians a lot of money, and they probably won't come again in the near future.
Most of the destruction in the northern Baltic region was caused by the Icelandic barbarians. Men were abducted as slaves, women were taken as wives, and children were captured as children, leaving only ruins and scattered populations.
"I have already counted the farm tools and they will be shipped from Bolawis before spring. We will try not to delay spring plowing."
Today's commune only manages the remaining slaves, and free farmers join only to participate in commune activities.
Nowadays, the presidents of each island are all soldiers who have served in the army for a few months and do not know much about governance. The islands are almost semi-autonomous.
The biggest gain of Xia Lan's trip north this time is population. After filling the 17 major islands in the central and northern Baltic Sea, another 30,000 people will be transported back to Boravice.
After dinner, Xia Lan took Green and Long to the street covered with thick snow. Commune workers with red ribbons tied on their shoulders were clearing the snow.
"Will you two go back to school at Bohravis, or stay with me?"
Long said without hesitation: "I will follow your majesty."
He didn't want to go to school with a little brat who would cry at the slightest touch. Last time at the White Wave Island competition, Long had beaten many exchange students to tears, which made him have no good impression of a school that only knew how to cry.
"I need to observe a little longer to see if what you say is true."
Green is a suspicious person. Although Long had explained everything very clearly during the meal, his heart was still filled with suspicion and distrust.
"Okay, it's still early, take your time."
Stretching, Xia Lan's fighting spirit broke through to the level of Gold Warrior without her realizing it, and her mental strength also rose to the fourth level.
Feeling the sunset after the snow, Xia Lan held the two boys' heads and said with a smile: "I heard there's a tavern in the city. How about we go and have a look? Mai Dan and Su Leier didn't have this opportunity when they were hanging out with me."
"Your Majesty, this isn't a good idea. Didn't Commander Wardeck ask you to discuss the distribution of winter supplies and the formation of a militia with him?"
Long, who always had a dull look on his face, rarely showed an embarrassed expression. Green didn't say anything because he hadn't adapted to this place yet.
"Work can be done anytime, why are you in such a hurry?"
Faox is a young country. People like Wodek and Varean are not much older than Xialan, but everyone is very mature. Only Xialan sometimes behaves like a teenager.
Moreover, Xia Lan is only a few years older than Long and Green. Without his armor, he looks just like an older brother from an ordinary family.
"By the way, don't tell Wodek I took you guys out for a drink."
The setting sun set against the white snow, and Xia Lan pulled the two extremely reluctant little ghosts and disappeared into the street.
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Tone Sudin returned to the scene where he was almost killed by Varyan's sword, but this time he had no substitute life doll, and was pierced through the chest by the sharp sword, and blood splattered.
"ah!"
Tone Soutine sat up and found that his body had shrunk. He was lying in a cold and dilapidated cellar with only a broken bed under the dim light.
"Tony, did you have a nightmare?"
The woman dressed like a farmer touched Toné Soutine's face and asked with concern. Although the woman's skin was rough and dark from the scorching sun, her former beauty could still be seen from her outline.
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