Start As a Lord In a Viscount

"Hiccup!" The hammer burped loudly, then scratched his head embarrassedly and put down the frame with the bread.

Claire stepped forward and asked, "Are you full?"

The Tauren people touched their round belly and showed their big white teeth, "I'm full! We haven't been so full for a long time. When we were in war, we didn't finish our last meal."

The team they were in was almost destroyed by them, and Hammer is still wondering if he was caught by humans because his cows were too edible, and then they were abandoned by those orcs.

"It's time to work when you're full." Claire joked, "If you don't do well, you won't want to be so full in the future."

"We will do it well! Master!" The hammer patted his chest and assured.

"Call me Lord or Lord Viscount." Claire said, he still doesn't like being called master by others, even the maids in the Viscount's mansion call him Lord or Lord Viscount.

Although he didn't understand what the young master and the viscount meant, the hammer still taught the tauren behind him, and finally said in unison, "We will definitely do it well! The viscount!"

The roar that was so close at hand almost didn't make Claire's ears vibrate. He rubbed his ears and brought the hammers to the construction site. The workers who were still working saw the twenty or so behemoths. He stopped what he was doing and looked around curiously.

Claire glanced around, it was obviously unrealistic to let these tauren build walls, not to mention whether they would, those bricks were not as big as their palms, they were like toys in their hands, and they were stacked one by one. It really embarrassed them.

Claire's eyes finally fell on the larger building materials, pointed to the marble used as the door beams and pillars, and said, "Can you try to move this?"

"I'm coming!" The hammer pushed the tauren brother who stepped forward and walked to a marble by himself.

Claire also looked at it. The marble was three or four meters long, and the size was as big as a child could hold around it, but with the naked eye, it should have weighed more than one ton.

If it were these workers to fight it, it would take five or six people to fight it, and it would be very inconvenient to transport it.

But the iron hammer directly clamped it to his waist with one hand, and lifted the piece of marble with ease, looking at its expression without any effort.

Claire's eyes lit up, it seemed that her hundred-dollar gold coins were worth the money.

"Where are you moving? Lord Viscount." Hammer turned his head.

"Move here and put it on this!" the architect beside him immediately shouted.

"Oh!" The hammer walked towards the other party with strides, making a deep sound with each step.

The rest of the tauren were not idle, they all ran over to resist the building materials that were large and difficult to carry, and placed them one by one under the architect's instructions.

If it is found that he is not working, he may not have enough to eat.

When she was a little free, Claire called the architect, "How long will it take to complete it if they join in?"

The architect made a rough estimate in his mind, and then said: "A simple building like a hospital can be completed in three or four days, but a more time-consuming building like a school will take longer, but it can be completed within a week."

Claire nodded, waved the other party away, and then called Reagan.

"Remember to make more food." Claire glanced at the tauren who were working hard. If they didn't do enough, these honest cows would starve.

Regan nodded and took the notes. He is now the administrative officer of the Viscounty, and he is naturally responsible for these trivial matters.

"Watch here, I'll go back to the mansion first." Claire hadn't forgotten that there was a half-elf among the slaves she bought, and that was her main goal.

"Young master, walk slowly." Reagan said respectfully.

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The half-elf's iron cage, Claire didn't dare to open it. The slave trader said in the introduction at the time that the other party's temperament was not as honest as the tauren, so Claire kept it locked, and directly performed a levitating technique, and then held the big one. The iron cage was moved to the sixth floor.

The other party was very quiet. Even when Claire moved her to the sixth floor, she didn't see any abnormal noise, she just curled up in the corner of the iron cage and lowered her head without saying a word.

It was just noon now, and Claire instructed Yuna to make one more lunch, and then went down and brought up both lunches by herself.

After the lunch was brought into the room, he finally reacted to the reaction. Those beautiful eyes finally moved away from him and placed them on the food in Claire's hands.

Claire found a low table, put food on it, moved it to the edge of the iron cage, and moved the reclining chair over to eat with the other party here.

Just while performing this series of actions, a thought suddenly popped into Claire's mind: How do I feel like I'm boiling an eagle.

Shaking his head and throwing his thoughts out of his head, Claire pointed to the food on the table and said to the half-elf, "Eating, can you understand?"

I don't know if the other party understood Claire's words, or the smell of the food attracted her, and the half-elf slowly approached from the corner beside the iron cage.

At first, although he glanced at Claire with some fear, in the end, he couldn't resist the smell of the food. When he reacted, the strange-looking food had already entered his mouth.

The moment the other party ate the braised pork, Claire could clearly see a light flashing in the other party's eyes, and it was no longer the previous appearance that everything had nothing to do with me.

Claire smiled and didn't continue to say anything, just sat and had dinner with each other.

Soon the other party's portion of meat was eaten, but the bowl of rice hadn't been touched.

"I want to eat like this." Claire showed the other party with the rice between the pieces of meat.

But the half-elf glanced at his empty plate and at Claire, tilted his head, as if to say that I have no meat here.

Claire simply gave the other half the rest of her braised pork, and then the half-elf followed Claire's way and started eating.

After eating, Claire removed the table, but the other party did not continue to curl up in the corner. Instead, she looked at Claire with her beautiful and smart eyes. The distance has drawn a lot.

After Claire cleaned up, she gave him a friendly smile: "Hello!"

The other party tilted his head again, not understanding Claire's actions very well.

"Oh, I forgot that you don't know common language."

Claire immediately tried to communicate with the other party using magic words, but in return, the other party still had a curious expression on her face.

"I can't speak magic words either." Claire scratched her head in embarrassment.

The magic language of humans originated from the magic spells of elves and dragons, and the magic language of dragons and elves originated from the gods, so Claire thought that if the other party knew magic, even if they did not know the common language, they should understand the magic language. of.

"Isn't it? Is it possible that I have to go and learn Elvish language? Then the cost of hiring a doctor is too high."

Claire sat back on the reclining chair and continued to think of a solution, but with a casual glance, she saw the traded book she had placed on the table last night.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, "Lan Zhao said that this can establish a connection with the pet and convey the emotions between the two. Maybe this can be used to communicate with this half-elf, there is no harm in trying it."

With this thought in mind, Claire sank his heart and walked in front of the other party. According to the method in the book, he slowly drew a spiritual thread, and the thread slowly floated to the half-elf's forehead. The other party just glanced at the The spiritual thread did not escape.

The silk thread also smoothly penetrated into the opponent's body. At the moment of immersion, Claire could feel that her heart was suddenly opened by something, and she was connected to the opponent.

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