Chapter 112: Changes

Chapter 112: Changes

Recently, the people in Northland City had been in a state of busyness. After Bran settled in, he proposed some tasks that seemed simple but required a lot of man power . For example, the city’s public sanitation, the roads, and so on. He also demanded the area around the City Manor be cleared to prepare for building a huge square.

Although Bran did not urge Earl and the others, no one dared to delay. They rushed about without stopping. As a Northlander, Bran did not have much pity for outsiders. But seeing how weary Earl looked, he was still somewhat moved.

When Earl came to report on the work again, Bran asked, “You once said you were all decent Knights?”

Earl’s eyes lit up. “Yes.”

“Go and form a hundred-man Knight Order. I permit you to have your own weapons and armor as Knights. You can pick equipment from the captured items.”

Earl bowed. He said excitedly, “We will fight for you!”

This was truly good news! After several generations, they finally had a new, legitimate identity. This made the future seem bright. They no longer needed to be anxious in their hearts, and could finally stand on this land with peace of mind. Now she felt a weight lift from her shoulders and let out a long sigh.

Bran showed a slight smile. “The city’s reconstruction is not urgent. It cannot be finished quickly. Do not push yourself, and do not push others.

Also, after the Knight Order is formed, the patrol border will be temporarily set at the fork of the Y-shaped road.”

Earl was a little puzzled. “That is not our land.”

“It is now. Build an outpost there first. Later, I will have Zack lead them to inspect and patrol that area.”

Not long after Earl left, Mary ran over.

“You plan to let outsiders take those weapons and armor?”

Bran looked at Mary, amazed by this incredible ability. In his memory, she seemed to have been training her combat skills just a moment ago. “Is this all you came for?”

“Not entirely. I think it’s not good to let people enter and leave our Storehouse freely.”

“Do you have a good solution?”

“We need someone to watch over the wealth.”

“Who do you think is suitable?”

As Bran asked, Mary puffed out her chest, and it seemed to puff out even more. Bran sighed. “Is your fighting power sufficient to guard our wealth?”

Mary answered loudly, “I will guard them with my life.”

This loud response from the heart even caused a resonance with Mana. Bran felt his ears ringing. The Huahua beside him instantly showed a vigilant expression. The tree canopy behind him rustled and shook. Three powerful beings were startled by Mary at this moment.

And so, the City Manor’s first Chief Steward was appointed. She announced her new identity to everyone with great satisfaction. Then, she counted the supplies that had been counted many times again, carefully recording them in a ledger. Finally, she very formally ran to Bran and reported the new statistics.

Bran thought to himself, thankfully there isn’t much stuff now. A thought popped into his head, and he casually asked, “Mary, when you guarded the herds before, how did you make sure none were lost?”

“Count them from the front.”

“Just like that?”

“Then count from the back to the front.”

“And then?”

“Then count from the front again…”

Bran gave a thumbs-up and praised, “Amazing!”

Bran was happy that Mary stepped forward and chose a job she liked. This was a good start. As wealth increased, he needed the people around him to divide the work and occupy different positions. It wasn’t urgent yet. Things were just beginning, and there was plenty of time to adjust.

…

This World was always balanced. Some people were happy, while others were troubled. Tirui was stuck in Green Kingdom’s Royal Capital, with nothing to do. Compared to the capital of Anya Kingdom—Lava City—this place seemed worthless in every way. He began to miss the dead Wood. Although this guy’s personality was annoying, he had always been bold and decisive in handling matters.

And he could only wait, wait for new instructions, wait for someone to replace Wood. To pass the somewhat boring time recently, he began to carefully study the materials in his hand.

In the war with the Demon Clan, due to geographical reasons, Anya Kingdom had been helplessly holding the front line. Over the past hundred years, although conflicts never completely stopped, their scale grew smaller and smaller. The war between the two sides began to subside. The Anya People, long burdened by war, gradually regained their strength.

Green Kingdom, as a former ally, had always hidden behind them. While refusing to fulfill its obligations, it even claimed it was also resisting the Demon Clan and therefore could not provide any assistance.

Now Tirui began to re-examine this history. What happened in Green Kingdom back then?

There had always been many rumors. Green Kingdom’s official explanation was that many brave Knights were sacrificed in the fight against the Demon Clan; the records within Scholar circles said Green Kingdom’s invasion of the Northlands failed; the rumors among Nobles were that there was a large-scale purge of rebellious Nobles.

Now, looking at the chaotic information from that time, perhaps resisting the Demon Clan was true, but it had nothing to do with Green’s Royal Family or Nobles. Thinking of the map in his mind, wasn’t that Mist-like area in the north precisely the Demon Clan and the Northlands? Maybe back then, the Northlands, like Anya, was busy dealing with the Demon Clan, so they didn’t have time to deal with Green Kingdom.

The Northlands, relying only on their own people, were able to withstand the attacks of the Demon Clan’s allied forces. If they could have contacted the Northlands back then, coordinating with each other, the war might not have been so hard. Thinking of this, Tirui couldn’t help but curse, “Damn Green Royal Family!”

The Green Royal Family publicly claimed that the Northlands were part of their domain. But from recent understanding, Northlanders were a taboo existence in this country. Everyone said they were rude and unreasonable. But when asked how exactly they were rude, the answers were vague.

What skillful methods! What good luck! Tirui couldn’t help but feel some admiration. First, they used the Dragon Riders to guard their borders, avoiding the crisis of being annexed. Then, even after provoking the Northlands, they managed to survive until now.

However, the Green Royal Family’s luck had run out. Now, not only was his own country preparing to deal with these useless people, but the Northlanders were probably also growing impatient. Tirui couldn’t help but smile. It wasn’t just them; the Dragon Riders had long been unable to hold back. Thinking of this, things began to seem simple. Since they couldn’t swallow it all alone, what about the three sides dividing it up?

Now, relaxing his mind, he re-examined the conflict between Anya and the Northlands. Tirui then realized that the ones who most wanted those few Northlanders dead were the Green Royal Family. Now thinking about it, if Bran and the others had really met with disaster, the Northlanders would surely retaliate. Then the Green Royal Family, just like when they supported the Dragon Riders back then, would provide all sorts of help to the Northlanders. This way, they would not only win over a powerful ally but also completely consolidate their own position. Perhaps this was the real reason Bran killed the entire Green Delegation.

Feeling he had figured everything out, Tirui prepared to talk to the Dragon Riders. The Northlands had already shown their stance through killing. Now it was their turn to show theirs.

…

The Dragon Riders’ homeland, Azure Wave Archipelago, had not been peaceful recently. The failure of this operation caused internal arguments.

Hall had been somewhat irritable lately. Since returning here, he had to explain things over and over again. After losing his hearing, his voice became loud and strange. So, the people facing him often showed some discomfort. This made Hall start to become suspicious and feel insecure.

He even began to feel resentment, not towards Bran, but towards his own people. After paying and losing so much, they would treat him like this! He gradually began to see people’s inquiries and desire to understand the details as interrogation.

He did not want to recall, but people kept forcing him to recall. Now, just closing his eyes, the image of Bran looking down at him would appear. At the time, he didn’t think much of it. But now he began to understand that the moment Bran walked up to him, Bran had been prepared to kill him.

He had been prepared to kill me, Hall murmured. He truly regretted it now. Things should not have been like this. They should not have been so rushed. He had ruined certain possibilities for his own children. Now even his children probably resented him, right?

Damn Grew, he cursed this already dead man, this former old friend.

…

When news about the Northlands came back, Warren, sitting on the volcano crater, was dumbfounded. The Royal Family’s Fragility was exposed in front of everyone. As the nominal ruler of this country, he actually had no means to deal with it. And he had also made no preparations for failure.

The initial smugness had long disappeared. His act of letting the Anya People in was actually playing with fire.

Warren was still hiding in the Royal Palace, desperately thinking of a way to break the deadlock.

…

The relationships between powers were complex. Any change could be a whole new reshuffling. But the young girl within it did not feel these shadows. At this moment, Zoya was already walking on the forest road of Twofold Mountain. She kept urging her attendants to speed up. After not seeing her for months, she had more secrets and needed to chat with her good friend.