At noon.

Horn inspected the fishing village accompanied by the old village chief, and the knight-girl accompanied him.

Most of the main materials of houses in fishing villages are wooden boards. Due to the heavy humidity at the beach, many of the woods are black and rotten, emitting an unpleasant smell.

The sanitation situation in the village is also worrying. On the dirt road that is not wide, human excrement can be seen every short distance.

The old village chief walked along the way and introduced: "Lord, there are twenty-seven families in our village, with a total of one hundred and fifty-two villagers, including 86 young and middle-aged men and forty-five children, and the rest are bad old men like me."

Carefully avoiding a lump on the ground, the Knight Royal Sister asked, "So many people are crowded together, how do you rely on to survive? The fish in the sea?"

"Of course not. Although we caught quite a few fish, we usually don't want to eat them. Our main food is the fruit of the bread tree. However, the bread tree woods are not in the village, but on the slopes of the island."

Horn suddenly realized.

Bread tree is a high-yield fruit tree. Its fruit has a hard shell like a coconut, but its shell contains starch.

However, the starch of the bread tree has a slightly bitter taste, so the aristocratic class despise it, and only the lower-level civilians will eat it.

"Sometimes, we don't have enough bread on the island, so we will go to other islands to pick..."

After the introduction of the old village chief, Horn learned more about his subordinates.

The main source of income for the people is the fishing catches caught in the sea. Most of these catches are sent to nearby towns for daily necessities. The purchased supplies and bread fruits given by nature make the fishermen still live a good life.

In terms of security, because the fishing villages are relatively poor, there are few pirates to visit, but sometimes they are threatened by wild animals and fishmen.

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At night, two full moons of the size of tabletops rise from sea level.

The beaches of Bran Island are very lively, with bonfires burning, and fish are inserted with wooden sticks around the bonfire. In the intoxicating fragrance, people dance happily around the bonfire, and the joyful singing is loud.

Today is a day worth celebrating for everyone.

The villagers of the fishing village celebrated the demise of the cruel pirate regime, and Bran Island ushered in a powerful and kind new lord.

The soldiers celebrated the victory of the battle, and no one on their own was injured or killed, and they also received a lot of spoils.

Horn was also very happy, and the days of wandering on the sea were finally over.

Withdrawing from the celebrating crowd, Horn sat on the bench outside the campfire. He wiped the sweat beads of his forehead from the carnival and watched the others continue to carnival with a smile.

After a while, the Knight Sister came over with two palm-sized grilled fish.

"Lord, give it."

"Thank you," Horn took the steaming grilled fish, leaned over to his mouth and blew it, trying to take a bite, the strong fragrance filling his mouth.

There is no industrial pollution in this world. The fish in the sea are pure and natural and delicious. The meat is white, tender and delicate. It leaves a fragrance when you bite it.

“It tastes really good.”

The Knight Sister on the side nodded in agreement and saw the bare fish bones in Horn's hand: "Do you want another one?"

He looked at the crowd lined up to lead the fish and rejected the kindness of the Knight Royal Sister.

Captain Nock walked over and pointed to the cliff wall diagonally above: "Lord, look there."

Following Captain Nock's finger, Horn saw two green eyeballs on the edge of the cliff, the size of a light bulb, which were the eyes of large cats.

"Don't worry about it for the time being, so many people dare not come over," he looked fearfully at the cliff, where there was some darkness that could not be seen by the bonfire: "Let everyone pay attention and don't step into the darkness alone."

"clear."

"By the way, bring all the wine on the boat down and have a good time to drink tonight."

"yes!"

Captain Nock looked happy and walked to the two soldiers and said a few words, and the people around him cheered.

"Praise Lord!"

The two soldiers couldn't wait to run to the ship on the dock.

Horn smiled at the scene, and then looked at the island of Bran, shrouded in darkness.

Soldiers can revel without scruples, but leaders cannot because they have to consider tomorrow.

How can you let others sleep soundly beside the bed!

The most urgent problem to be solved at present is the beasts on the island, which threaten the construction of the city wall. If the city wall cannot be closed, then the Angry Tide Fort will not be able to exert its due defensive value, which is extremely deadly for Horn.

He will not forget how many people are thinking about their heads.

In the face of one million gold coins, in addition to the absolutely credible Knight Sister, even Captain Nock and other soldiers also have the possibility of betrayal.

Of course, as long as Horn can let them see a better future, the possibility of soldiers betrayal will be greatly reduced.

As for the villagers, to be honest, he completely didn't believe that there was a villager who could withstand the temptation of one million gold coins.

The flashing fire shone on Horn's face, and his thoughts were flying in his mind, thinking about how to make the villagers follow him wholeheartedly.

Loyalty takes time and experience to improve. It is difficult to judge whether a person is loyal from the outside. The only thing he can do is to increase the cost of betrayal.

"Kelly, call the old village chief."

"OK."

After a while, the old village chief came.

"Lord, are you looking for me?"

"Yes," Horn pointed straight to the point and pointed at the children playing on the beach: "I plan to bring all the children in the territory to the castle to teach them to read. If they have the talent for cultivation, they will be trained to become professionals."

The old village chief was stunned and his voice trembled with excitement: "Lord...Lord...Lord, what did you say just now?"

"I mean I plan to raise children in the territory, why? Don't you?"

"Yes! Yes! Ten thousand willing!" The old village chief quickly expressed his opinion, and he was so excited that he couldn't stand firm.

In the Noah continent, civilians need two conditions to become superior professionals: one is to have talent for cultivation, and the other is to have money.

God has the final say whether there is a talent for cultivation, and money depends on the family.

If you don’t have money, you can’t pay the tuition for becoming a profession. You can only be an ordinary person for the rest of your life. Ordinary people have no strength and the chance of getting rich is not high. The probability of descendants being unable to become a profession because they cannot afford the tuition.

In such a vicious cycle, hundreds of years later, the descendants of civilians will still be civilians, and the descendants of nobles will still be nobles.

Class solidification is the current situation in the Noah continent, and there are only two ways for the lower-class civilians to make a name for themselves.

The first way is to join the army, experience life-and-death battles, survive and make contributions, and you can obtain cultivation resources through the army.

The second way is to seek refuge with a certain nobleman, and if he is happy to serve the noble master, he can also get the opportunity to become a professional, but the nobles will not give opportunities at will. Generally speaking, they will only select and train the people from generation to generation of loyal servants.

This is why the old village chief was excited. The villagers' children could directly obtain Horn's training and get the opportunities that other civilians need to accumulate several generations to obtain.

After experiencing the initial excitement, the old village chief calmed down.

There is no free lunch in the world.

"Lord, what do we need to pay?"

"loyalty!"

As a result, there was no suspense, and everyone was willing to swear allegiance, with the exception of the businessman.

The businessman lady watched from the side, and the fanning firelight shone on her thoughtful face, and the light and darkness alternated.
Chapter completed!