Lord: I Am Raising A Girl In The World Of Pain

"Yes, but it is mainly due to Asheena and the desperate protection of the heroic warriors." Field will not mention the small map, it is his personal secret.

Ashina's eyes were a bit heavy, and her beautiful eyes showed a rare look of laziness. Killing corpses all night long would make the Chosen One feel tired, but her wolf ears still shook proudly, indicating that she was in a good mood.

She didn't say any nice words, Asheina just nodded to everyone. She recently fell in love with Field's calm demeanor and would not easily show his lively side in front of everyone.

Only in private, he likes to tease Field playfully.

"We are willing to sacrifice our lives for you!" When Iron Hammer and others heard Field praising them, they immediately straightened their bodies. For some reason, their lord especially likes others to straighten their backs. Since he likes it, they are willing to do it. , the hammer hit the breastplate with his right hand full of dried blood: "Thanks to the Goddess Winter for blessing our dear lord."

Well, when I went out, I became even more licky and a bunch of losers.

Kaa rolled his eyes contemptuously, but a smile appeared on his face. With one more guard back, the territory will be safer, and you won't have to be so scared that you can't sleep, or even dare to go out to the toilet.

"My lord, with all due respect, don't take any more risks in the future. I pray every night and am so worried that I can't sleep." Kaa shouted loudly.

"When I come back this time, I won't leave the territory in a short time." Although Maple Leaf City is beautiful, compared with his shabby territory, it doesn't feel like home after all, and the journey is too difficult, and Field is also very tired. He waved his hand, "First arrange a residence for my advisors and free people, and then divide a piece of land for the slaves to live, and place them next to the former slave camp."

Field didn't have the energy to do anything more for the time being. Several days of crazy fighting and high-intensity map observation had left him exhausted.

"The cavalry has three days off, and so do you Hammers. I'll give you three days off and have a good rest. Kaa, organize the free people and ask them to feed the slaves. Each person is given two loaves of bread and a portion. Mixed vegetable soup, I don’t want them to survive the tide of corpses but die of hunger.”

Most of the more than thirty slaves who died were old and slow, and Field still felt a pang of regret. They were all laborers, so wasteful.

After returning to the big winery, Field felt that the air was fresher. Although there was still a faint musty smell, it was much fresher and more comfortable than outside. The stone wall showed its original color instead of being stained with black and purple decayed residue. The room was a little damp. It was obvious that the maid Sparrow was not lazy and cleaned the big winery very well.

There was no excrement in the house. Field had seen a lot of it before. I don't know which servant was too lazy to go out and always excreted in the house. Fortunately, as Field's authority increased, the guy didn't dare to do this anymore. Of course, he might have cleaned it up himself.

"Humph, don't let me catch you." Field was curious about which bastard it was. If the maid did it, she would be spanked hard.

After dinner and a comfortable bath, Field leaned lazily on the cushioned armchair, feeling relaxed in every cell in his body. The newly purchased furniture makes Field's room look like that. At least the tables, chairs and bed have been replaced with high-quality furniture with an aristocratic feel. There is no need to worry about the chairs creaking.

Field took out the magic book "Fire Vestment". Although he did not have magic, it did not hinder his curiosity about magic.

"Dong dong dong~" The door was knocked.

Without being angry at being disturbed, Field put the magic book back on the bookshelf and cleared his throat.

"Please come in."

"Excuse me, Lord Field." The visitor is Tate, who is known as "Warden".

Nicknames were very common in this era. Field had imagined that he could be called "Steel Rod" or "Devil Muscle Man" because it sounded very cool.

"Sir, I'm here to know your thoughts in order to manage the Night Territory more accurately." Tate did not rest, but walked throughout the Night Territory. The smell of sweat on his body was obvious, and he seemed a little anxious and worried. "For example, this year's focus should be on taxation, population or food."

These things are the focus of nobles' attention.

"You got into working mode faster than I thought." Field nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that his face was as dark as a chimpanzee, Field thought he was going to go on strike.

Tate said honestly: "People have to face reality. My family has been tied to the Night Territory. Of course I have to do my best. I don't want my child to die from the mouth of a rotten corpse."

"Very good, but the focus of the next work is neither taxation, food, nor population." Field took a sip of black tea.

The dilapidated environment of the Night Territory does not allow production for the time being.

Even if the hard target is set to collect 100 million gold coins per day, it is useless. It is just slogans. Field has no interest in playing false.

"The first is to gradually recover the corrupted farmland and houses, and organize manpower to remove traces of corruption. As a lord, I have domain talent. As long as the corruption is eliminated, the death haze cannot penetrate."

Field paused and then said: "The second is to civilize slaves and turn them into obedient laborers with professional skills. It is best if they all become free citizens. If I want to civilize people, you should be professional. But I have to Let me remind you, although some slaves are pitiful, there are some people who have done a lot of illegal things behind the scenes. We must sort it out as soon as possible so that we can further work. "

What is noble is a person, not a profession. Likewise, what is humble is a person, not a situation.

There would also be oppression among slaves, which is ironic.

This time Tate was surprised.

"It's amazing that you have such accurate guidance on management, which is also very organized and forward-looking."

Good guy, this guy looks upright, but he turns out to be quite good at flattering.

Field was funny: "Isn't this a very basic ability?"

"No, at least I have never heard of it. The lord's focus is usually on this year's taxes and food, or on the army, family and noble ladies. You are still the first to care about low-level affairs."

"Oh?" Field's fingers gently clasped the table, making a nice sound. He likes to knock on the table when he is thinking.

Because of the wisdom of the Chinese people and advanced modern education, even if Field did something he thought was ordinary, it was unbelievable to people of this era.