Level 3 [Education] skills, Level 2 [Writing], Level 2 [Agriculture].
Lynn saw these skills for the first time.
Especially the [Agriculture] skill, rather than [Planting]!
Lynnâs gaze swept around the crowd and he spoke, "Everyone, I am the Lord of this territory, Lynn."
"Everything here may be somewhat different from what youâve experienced outside."
"Here, as long as you work hard, you will never go hungry."
Upon hearing Lynnâs words, the faces of the twenty-some people looked astonished.
Never go hungry?
What an uncommon phrase.
Lynn continued, "If you have different craftsmanship abilities, you will be assigned to different posts."
"For example, if you are skilled in forging, you can go to the Blacksmith Workshop."
"If youâre skilled in weaving, you can go to the weaving workshop."
"... ..."
"No matter what craftsmanship skills you possess, you can find suitable work on this land, even..."
"Receive Gold Pounds as rewards."
Hearing this, the newcomersâ faces were full of anticipation.
Lynn looked at Kuisi and asked, "Have they eaten?"
Kuisi nodded, "We provided them with some bread and porridge at noon."
Lynn nodded affirmatively and then informed the villagers, "Now you can go eat in the open space, just like the other villagers."
With words of gratitude from the villagers, twenty villagers headed towards the front of the village under the guidance of guards.
Even though Tate is a scholar, Lynn didnât plan to have him start immediately with teaching the children and villagers.
Firstly, the schools havenât begun construction yet.
Secondly, there are no educational tools available, not even proper papyrus or rough paper, let alone parchment.
Lastly, there isnât any carbon ink for writing either...
Itâs not easy to complete the construction of a school and start using it.
... ...
Within the hollowed-out stone caves.
A fire blazed intensely.
The flickering flames illuminated the whole cave brightly.
Also revealing the somewhat gaunt faces within the cave.
Hall threw the firewood in his hand into the fire pit, sparks flew due to the inertia of the stick.
It seemed he made some major decision.
Turning his gaze, he looked at Anthony beside him.
Hall spoke with determination, "Anthony, please make a decision!"
Anthony, with closed eyes, still hadnât opened them, appearing to be resting with closed eyes.
Hall, unwilling to relent, said, "Anthony, weâve rested here for a long time, and the food is gone."
"If we donât take action, it wonât be the Lord attacking us, weâll starve ourselves to death..."
At this moment.
Anthony slowly opened his eyes and stared at Hall, "Whatâs your plan?"
Not only Anthony.
The bandits in the cave, with expressions of despair, all looked at Hall in unison.
Facing Anthonyâs cold gaze, Hall showed no fear.
He spoke directly, "Looting!"
"Anthony, we need to loot, loot food, loot poultry, loot... women..."
"We are the Iron Blood Brotherhood, you are Anthony!"
Upon hearing Hallâs words, hope appeared on the banditsâ faces.
They havenât eaten a full meal in days!
Let alone gorge themselves on meat or revel in women.
Anthony responded coldly, "Continue."
Hall took a deep breath and suppressed his excited tone.
"According to my memory, there are many villages near Morgan Town!"
"We can choose some suitable ones to loot."
"If the men in the villages donât want to die, they can join our Bandit Corps, obtain food, and strengthen our power!"
"And weaken Morrison Manorâs strength..."
After speaking.
Hall widened his eyes and waited eagerly for Anthony to issue an order.
If only Aiden hadnât called them to the Mercenary Corps, they could have continued to live comfortably in Morrison Manor.
But after that battle, their Iron Blood Brotherhood suffered greatly.
Which resulted in them having only about sixty members!
Even the plan to raid Morgan Town had to be abandoned.
They donât even dare to approach larger villages impulsively.
As for the land behind the city walls, itâs out of the question.
To them, thatâs an unattainable barrier!
Anthony did not speak immediately, staring straight at the burning fire pit before him.
After a short while.
He spoke lightly, "Do as you said."
Upon hearing this, Hallâs face was full of joy.
"Alright, Anthony, Iâll arrange it immediately!"
... ...
The next morning.
After breakfast, the villagers returned to their labor.
Lynn called Kuisi over to allocate the villagers who arrived last night to different workshops and posts.
These free people with craftsmanship skills, the more Lynn had, the better.
They could almost be used directly without need for much training.
Just as Lynn was about to continue gaining skill experience, a figure caught his eye.
It was one of the villagers from last night.
Scholar Tate.
At this moment, he stood before the harvested pea vinesâ farmland.
He looked puzzled at the villagers dismantling the wooden frames.
Seemed he was contemplating something.
Until he heard footsteps nearby, and Tate became alert, quickly turning around to look.