With so many people traveling, there were many things to consider. Among them, the clearance document from the Magic Crystal Merchant Guild saved Nika, Delia, and the others a lot of trouble.
Upon hearing the news, it was already noon.
Ignoring the sweltering heat, Ron immediately left the lord's manor.
Ron is currently dressed as a viscount, and having been in a high position handling affairs for over a month, he has unknowingly acquired some of the authority of a lord.
When the lord travels, things are different from when he was a child. Without a special order, the carriage is prepared outside well in advance.
Ron and Vivian, who was behind him, went up together.
The lord's chariot drove out of town, and after a short while, Ron saw the procession approaching in the distance.
Waiting for Ron on a necessary road in the wilderness, the lord personally came to pick him up, demonstrating Ron's high regard for him.
Many of the people who came this time are talents that Sandy Territory urgently needs, including dwarves.
Ron came down.
Vivian moved to Ron's side, while Uncle Arno remained on the other side. Wright, who had recently been promoted to steward of the territory, was not often by Ron's side.
Before the lord's carriage, the lord and his entourage...
Delia, who was in the distance, was the first to cheer and enter the car.
"Sister Nika, we're here! We're here! That's Sandy Territory. Lord Ron has come out to greet us."
Nika imagined all sorts of scenarios, one of which was that the lord would come to pick her up in person. When she actually saw Ron's figure in the distance, a smile appeared on Nika's face.
"Sister understands. Delia, pass on the word and prepare to meet our lord."
"Okay, sister."
The dwarves have specific gestures and language to announce the arrival of important guests to their tribe.
The other alien races prepared to meet their lord.
A long procession of vehicles arrived dozens of meters ahead of Ron.
Under the blazing sun, the flagpole casts almost no shadow.
The various foreign races descended.
They used all sorts of etiquette, but when speaking to Ron, they consistently used the title of lord instead of commander or chieftain.
Clearly, they had discussed it beforehand.
A synchronized movement, thousands of people, all saying "My Lord".
At this moment, Ron inexplicably tasted the flavor of power, but his different experiences did not make him lose himself in it.
He stretched out his right hand and said, "Get up, it's hot. Follow the lord into the city."
Although it was a town, once they moved in, their combined population had exceeded ten thousand, making it arguably a city.
In the sparsely populated continent of Oran, intelligent races are at least a resource...
They employed increasingly sophisticated spiritual power to transmit their voices.
A type of mental magic, it uses the power of the soul to manipulate elements. Pure mental power is suitable for close-range, one-on-one communication.
The crowd of thousands heard Ron's words.
With this one move, the newcomer understood that Ron was indeed a winner of the Continental Academy Exchange Competition, and his recognition of Ron increased.
It was just an unintentional act.
The aliens rose, and Ron walked toward Nika and Delia.
Upon seeing them, he asked, "I've finally waited for you."
"I apologize for the delay on the road, my lord."
"It's alright, let's go into the city and discuss it in detail."
Beside Nika were elders of the dwarf race, leaders of the werewolf race, and leaders of the cat-people and rabbit race.
They all imprinted Ron's image in their minds; he would be their common leader in the future.
Ron glanced at the high-ranking sub-species people here and guessed that Nika had brought some more sub-species people along the way.
Ron has a good eye for people and believes that Nika won't bring any unsuitable people to the territory.
They are all residents and helpers in developing the territory, but with more people, there are not enough houses. Fortunately, there is enough unused land, so we can build more, or at worst, build a new city with an additional ring road.
Nika, Delia, North, another elder of the dwarves, and others accompanied Ron into the city.
During this time, the new territory's head of personnel arrived.
Old Mr. Pittman's successor, York, is a promising young man, not much older than Ron, but his abilities have been proven and he is capable of handling personnel transfers.
Don't underestimate the young people of the Oran Continent. They possess strong spiritual power and basic operational abilities; what they lack may be experience.
But York was nineteen years old, and had been following the old man Pittman since he was fifteen. York was also a high-ranking magic archer.
A magic archer needs to be precise and have a focused mental energy, which will give them an advantage in judging and maneuvering opponents.
York ran to the side to handle territory affairs, without carrying his magical longbow.
"My lord, York has arrived."
“Very good, come with me to settle our people.”
"Yes, my lord."
Before we knew it, only Vivian was still calling Ron "Young Master," and we had gotten used to it after more than a month.
Enter the city.
Nika was immediately struck by the cleanliness and orderliness of Sandy City.
This is the first time I've seen a human city designed like this.
Also, this road is way too big!
Does a viscountry of a small kingdom really need such a large road?
Suddenly, Nika glanced at Ron beside her.
"His ambitions are truly enormous..."
Suddenly, Ron noticed that after her initial surprise, Nika's expression turned worried.
Ron laughed from the front, "Don't worry, I have no ambition to dominate through fighting, and I won't be cannon fodder in the future..."
As expected of a smart person, Nika was amazed by Ron's profound thoughts. With just a few words, he understood and reassured Nika's inner thoughts.
However, Ron remained calm, thinking, "Isn't this normal?"
When a foreign race first arrives in human territory, it's natural to have many worries.
Ron responded naturally.
The lord and York led the way.
Inside Sandy City, the people recognized Lord Ron and bowed respectfully, saying, "Lord Ron!"
"Get up, all of you, there's no need for this!"
"..."
Having barely left the house for over a month, I need to issue a decree upon my return that Ron no longer needs to perform the grand ceremony upon seeing him…
Nika and the other aliens mostly smiled when they saw the people of Sandy's territory, especially showing respect to Ron, and they all relaxed their guard a little...
A friendly first impression is always so important.
Sandy led the people so that every family had someone working and every household had an income, so naturally they didn't have miserable faces.
Ron gestured to York.
Nineteen-year-old York understood. He went to the side of the dwarf elder and introduced Sandy Territory to the group of respected elders of the alien race.
The new city was built over several years; what did that place look like back then?
When discussing history, it always draws people's attention to local areas.
As they marched on, the original inhabitants also began to take notice of the foreign tribes.
The original inhabitants rarely leave the territory, and the new inhabitants from other places pay little attention to it.
The indigenous people watched the subspecies with great curiosity.
How could that be?
How can a person have a tail?
A child's unintentional words are not malicious; they are purely out of curiosity, and they inadvertently show that the child is just like everyone else.
Such pure and good language.
Or perhaps the remoteness and poverty of those days had one advantage: the people were simple and honest. They used to rest at sunset and work at sunrise, and now their work has simply changed to building houses and repairing roads for the lord's manor.
Elder North, the dwarf, felt a surge of joy. The way the people of this territory looked at them was clearly different from that of some other human territories; it was a good place to make a living.
As they traveled, people gathered on both sides of the street to watch them go, but the lord's presence did not make the scene noisy.
Finally, the time came for us to be assigned rooms.
Somewhere in the city, Nika couldn't believe it.
"My lord, is this the house we're supposed to live in?"
"What? Is it not good? You can make do with this for now. There are large tracts of land in the suburbs. All the land belongs to me. We can discuss things."
"No, how could it be bad? It's too good."
Ron was quite surprised by what he heard. He had thought that his ancestors were from a family of orc empire queens and therefore looked down on these things. Turns out, it's really great! However, this place is indeed not as good as the native inhabitants' place.
The houses built with the help of elementalists, regardless of their appearance, are at least large and sturdy enough.
After that, Ron stood aside with Nika, Vivian, and others.
York ordered several of his men to allocate houses to the foreigners.
The only restriction was that the residents had to live there for five years; there were no other conditions. Meanwhile, new job descriptions were released: there weren't enough houses, so the lord's manor was now recruiting people to build larger houses in the suburbs as compensation…
The crowd cheered, much like the indigenous people when they moved into their new homes.
Ron smiled faintly and walked away...
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