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"You're back?" Geralt stopped and asked in surprise.

"Go, take me to meet our warriors."

Following the warriors who received the order, Geralt hurried to meet his warriors.

The news of the return of the soldiers who went out to suppress the bandits quickly spread throughout the entire territory. Seeing their own adults walking quickly to greet him, the soldiers in the territory spontaneously followed Geralt's footsteps without an order.

Outside the territory, in the forest.

The Vicia marksman and two Nord royal guards took 40 people out, but when they came back, there were more than 100 refugees with yellow faces and thin skin. These were the captive civilians rescued by the bandit suppression team. They helped the soldiers who went out to suppress bandits. They pushed the vehicles to seize supplies from various camps, talking and laughing along the way, full of yearning for the better life that the Marksman of Wikia said.

The Marksman of Vicia led the crowd on the simple dirt road built by the soldiers. Although he simply dealt with the branches and vines, it was much better than the road at the beginning.

Hearing the laughter and laughter of the refugees in the team, and his longing for life in the future, a faint smile appeared on his cold face, and a Nord royal guard next to him rubbed his eyes fiercely. , pushed his companion beside him, motioned him to take a look, and another Nord royal guard also exclaimed.

In normal times, the Vicia Marksman is meticulous in his work, and he does not have a variety of hobbies in his spare time like the rest of the warriors. Although everyone is extremely loyal to Geralt, the Vicia Marksman seems to be even more harsh to himself. Everything was done for Geralt, no ego.

Vicia Marksman was the first person to follow Geralt, none of them, and the relationship between the two was the deepest. In Geralt's most difficult period, Vicia Marksman always used his life to help Geralt, Although he was also weak at the time, just a recruit from a village near Kulao, Geralt often chatted with him about his future life in his spare time, just like these refugees at this time.

The team approached the territory's stronghold little by little. Geralt was looking forward to it on the dirt road at the outermost edge of the stronghold, followed by a group of soldiers who also stopped what they were doing and followed their adults to greet the returning soldiers.

"I'm back!" When a figure appeared in Geralt's eyes, then another figure appeared one after another.

The returning warriors finally arrived at their homeland and brought them to Geralt's side. The Vicya marksman and two Nord royal guards were half-knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

"Your Excellency is well! The subordinates led the bandit suppression team. After a 33-day schedule, the total number of bandits suppression was 322, 8 camps were destroyed, 104 remaining civilians were rescued, and weapons, food, cloth, fur, and other materials were seized, please adults. Check it out!"

"Hard work!" Geralt also loudly responded to the Vicia marksman and the two Nord royal guards, affirming their achievements.

"Get up, you guys did a good job this time." Geralt stepped forward to help the three of them up, and said to them gently, "It's cold outside, let the soldiers go into the room to warm up."

"Harry, you go to settle those civilians, register them, and record their specialties. Except for weapons and armors, you don't need to be harsh on food and clothing."

"I'm arranging the person in charge of the meal to get some hot soup for the returning soldiers and those civilians to warm up."

Harry took the order and took the soldiers to take the cart from the civilians. The civilians who had lived with the bandit fighters for a while were already used to their work style. They lined up quietly and followed the soldiers in. base.

Geralt pulled the arm of the Vicia marksman, and took the returning soldiers into a room with a charcoal stove, er... Geralt came out again, and more than 40 people were crowded in a room. The room was a little silly, and another vacant room was arranged, the heater was lit, and the returning soldiers were placed.

Sitting by the fireplace, Geralt chatted with the three commanders.

Introducing how many houses were built in the territory, how many warehouses were built, how many fields were opened, chickens and pigs were raised, Geralt kept telling the returning soldiers about the lack of their help. , how difficult the construction of the territory.

The soldiers listened quietly, drank the broth in their hands, and felt proud for a while.

"Haha, my lord, let me tell you." A Nord royal guard suddenly laughed.

Thief said to Geralt, "Sir, let me tell you, when I came back, he had an ice cube face..."

Before the words were finished, the Vicya marksman put a bowl of soup on the head of the Nord royal guard, and said embarrassedly: "Sir, I'm drunk, I'll take him to wash, my lord. I'm sorry."

"...Did you add wine to the soup?" Geralt muttered in confusion as he watched the Vicia marksman drag the Nord royal guards out the door.

Amidst the choked laughter of the soldiers, Geralt walked out the door full of question marks.

Seeing Harry walking towards him, Geralt couldn't help but ask, "Harry, did you add wine to the broth today?"

"????" Harry looked at Geralt suspiciously, not knowing why. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"Forget it, how did the civilians register?" Geralt asked.

"I'm just about to report to the adults, the registration of the civilians is almost done."

"Among them, there are 37 adult males, 60 adult females, and seven 13- or 14-year-old children."

"All of them have registered names and specialties, but most of them only cultivate fields and raise livestock, but two of them know some simple carpentry skills."

"Then send the carpenters to help, and the children will be sent to the craftsmen as apprentices."

Harry wrote down Geralt's order with a charcoal pen and nodded yes.

"By the way, Harry, I'm arranging a new task for you."

"Sir, say it." Harry put the pen and paper into the small bag he was carrying, and said to Geralt.

"The weather is getting colder now, and it's getting dark earlier. It's not very safe to work at night, so I just let the soldiers go off work earlier."

"But you can't let them idle. You set aside an hour or two every night to teach everyone how to read."

"Follow your orders, my lord." Harry readily responded.

"Then let the carpenter choose a location to build a bigger room, which will be used as a school in the future."

As the two walked, they discussed various matters in the territory.

"There are more breeding boxes in the earthworm breeding room. The bait ratio should be recorded by the soldiers in charge. It is a good thing to optimize it more."

"The bait decomposed by earthworms is a good fertilizer, and when the earthworms grow up, we can raise chickens on a large scale, and then we will be self-sufficient in food, so this matter must be taken seriously! "

"Don't worry, my lord, the soldiers will meticulously complete everything you arrange." Harry said firmly.