Become the city lord from today

"Huh-huh...

Crackling..."

Elsa sat in the tent in defeat, looking up at the animal skin window, swept by the fierce wind, and the blowing made a dense sound.

"Blizzard? What to thank you? I still want to hate you," Elsa sighed, holding her chin with one hand, stunned, and the lion's ears listened to the 'percussion music' from the sheepskin tent.

Her current mood is very dull, and what happened today makes her unhappy, and she has a little urge to kill, because her stupid subordinates caused two tents full of grass to catch fire.

And the fire was very strong, and the flames blown by the wind were dancing and dancing, and it happened to snow, so that they suppressed the flames and gave them time to extinguish the flames with snow. As a result, the grass in both tents was burned clean, leaving only a puddle of water and charred earth.

What does pasture represent? It was the rations of the sheep and horses, and without pasture meant that the sheep and horses would starve to death. Originally, there was not much pasture, and this happened, and the few orcs who made mistakes had already made her kill people.

"Your Royal Highness, it's time to eat a meal." The maid came over with a tray and said worriedly, "You haven't eaten for a day." "

"Alas... Put it down. Elsa sighed, how could there be an appetite to eat when something like that happened.

"Your Royal Highness, what happened today is not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself." The maid comforted.

"The pasture for the two tents is gone, how long will the remaining grass last?" Elsa glanced at the food in the tray and asked, it was boiled lamb again, this time I was afraid that there was very little salt.

"More than a thousand sheep will not survive the spring." The maid bowed her head and said.

"A thousand sheep." Elsa was stunned, and the knife she had just picked up was put down again, originally the consumption of mutton was expected, and the pasture preparation was similar.

The extra thousand sheep could have been kept until the beginning of spring, but now there is not enough pasture to survive the winter, and such a loss is too great.

"Your Royal Highness, if you don't let everyone kill these more than a thousand sheep, store them." The maid suggested.

"Order the sheep to be killed tomorrow, and let everyone add a meal." Elsa said helplessly.

"Yes." The maid replied respectfully.

"And frozen vegetables?" Elsa looked at the lamb on the plate, and if she ate it again, she would feel the smell of sheep on her body.

"There's one meal left." The maid whispered.

"Last meal?" Elsa blinked her golden eyes.

"Yes, there is only one frozen vegetable left." The maid did not dare to look at the pitiful gaze of Her Royal Highness.

"Take it, take half a root... No, take a third. Elsa said emotionally, the lion's ears were lying down, and the lion's tail was hanging listlessly.

"Okay." The maid hurriedly walked outside, feeling that Her Royal Highness the princess was too pitiful, and a frozen vegetable had to be eaten three times, I am afraid that there was not even a bite.

"Gee..."

Elsa cut off a piece of lamb with a knife, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed, carefully feeling the salty taste of the lamb, well, not salty at all.

"Tread, tread..."

The maid had snowflakes on her head and a wooden bowl containing small pieces of frozen vegetables, that is, wild vegetables.

"Your Royal Highness, do you want me to send someone to dig some grass roots in the snow." The maid put down the frozen vegetables and asked in a low voice, "Some grass roots are also delicious." "

"No, no thanks." Elsa shook her head, held back the desire in her heart, reached out and pinched a small piece of frozen vegetables and stuffed them into her mouth, then cut off a large piece of lamb and stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed the frozen vegetables.

The maid looked at Her Royal Highness's expression of squinting and enjoyment, her eyes couldn't help but turn a little red, the big princess who used to have no worries about food and clothing, but now she was happy because of a small piece of frozen vegetables.

"Is there no salt in our tribe?" Elsa asked as she chewed, her lion's tail flicking around.

"Yes, only we have a little left in the kitchen here." The maid replied in a low voice.

"What's everyone's reaction?" Elsa opened her eyes and asked, her back straightened, instantly making the maid feel pressured.

"There is not much reaction, it is just complaining that the meat has no taste." The maid replied immediately.

"No trouble, right?" Elsa raised her eyebrows and asked, the consequences of no salt, she knows, big trouble may not have, but small trouble must be very much.

"There were a couple of spat fights." The maid said softly.

"Is it? The next time something like this happens, lock them up and starve him for three days before releasing them. Elsa said indifferently, some eat and make trouble, she will not be soft, compared to the compatriots who are still fleeing and starving in the Terran country, they are already living a good life.

"Yes." The maid said solemnly.

"If you use weapons, drive them out of the tribes and let them fend for themselves." Elsa said coldly, she is not a soft-hearted person, otherwise she would not be able to suppress the tribe of 30,000 orcs.

"Understood." The maid bowed her head and replied.

"Is it time that the Terran caravan has not come over?" Elsa asked, cutting the lamb, cutting after stabbing at a time.

"Yes, the caravans all bypass this area." The maid pursed her lips and said helplessly, "Those caravans don't know who said bad things about us, thinking that we will rob them." "

"Robbery?" Elsa frowned, her golden eyes looked at the knife in her hand, she was not a pedantic person, she really couldn't rob it.

"Tread, tread..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the tent, which made Elsa's golden eyes condense slightly, could it be that his subordinates made some kind of mess?

"Your Royal Highness, there are tribal caravans outside the tribe asking for a meeting, and the leader is the Blackwater City Lord who has traded with us before." Outside the tent came the shouts of the orc knights.

"What? Terran caravanserai? Elsa's golden eyes widened, just read about the Terran caravan, now the Terran caravan came to the door?

"Yes, it's a big caravan, there are more than a hundred people." Orc Knight reports.

"Blackwater City Master Guest?" Elsa frowned, she had the impression of this person, it was a small number of Terrans who traded with her tribe, but the number was too small, compared to the base of the entire tribe, it was simply small to be negligible.

Now she was bringing a large caravan, could it be to introduce business, she quickly shouted to the knights outside the door, "Take them to the drawing room." "

"Yes." The knight replied respectfully, turning and trotting away.

"Get ready, I'm going to meet them." Elsa got up and prepared to disguise, her identity as the elbow princess of orcs could not be exposed.

"Yes." The maid quickly replied.

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"One more,( ̄▽ ̄). Stayed up late again. "_

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