Chapter 112 Arrangement

Yingzui Island.

Lord's Lodge.

All the retainers of Baron Caesar were sitting around the round table.

Since the lord hadn't arrived yet, everyone was chatting casually.

A young maid served everyone tea with quick movements.

Her face was a little red because everyone's eyes were always glancing at her intentionally or unintentionally.

This made her very uncomfortable and confused.

Because her beauty is not outstanding, and she is only a river refugee, she is not worthy of such attention from the gentlemen in these territories.

What she didn't know was that the reason why these retainers paid attention to her was entirely because Lord Caesar's last maid turned out to be the Earl of Starfall City.

This is simply more exaggerated than a fairy tale, and everyone still can’t believe it.

As for his agility attribute, he has yet to find a way to quickly improve it.

But the weirwood is a sacred object in the hearts of the believers of the old gods, so he has been putting off doing it because he is worried about the negative impact.

"Yes, sir."

In fact, Samwell had hesitated to release the mad dog Cheeman before, but after careful consideration, he made up his mind.

Even if Qi Man, a mad dog, runs the risk of running loose, he must develop his power and increase his population as soon as possible.

All the retainers stood up and saluted.

This made him unable to help but want to improve his strength to cope with possible unexpected events.

However, when he turned around and flew away from the weirwood, he always felt that there was a vague gaze watching him from behind.

Therefore, he could not help but look forward and backward at this time.

Samwell also nodded towards Gavin, then turned to the craftsman leader Vidor and said:

"Mr. Vidor, you are still responsible for the construction of the castle. I hope that I can officially move in when I return from King's Landing."

Not to mention that it was difficult to chew and made his throat hurt when he swallowed it.

If Cheman really goes too far, Samwell can take back his power at any time.

These words made the faces of all the retainers present look a little strange.

Chiman showed a bloodthirsty smile: "I understand, Lord Caesar."

"You are called to this meeting because I will leave for King's Landing in three days to attend the trial regarding the death of Duke Jon."

Originally, there was not much time left for him to farm and develop, but now that "Littlefinger" Petyr Baelish has done this, time is even tighter.

"Very good." Samwell turned to the blacksmith leader Buso, "Mr. Buso, you will continue to be responsible for the casting of the silver deer."

It didn't take long for him to find the weirwood tree he had seen when he first dreamed of the eagle.

"I understand what you mean." Chiman nodded, "Actually, I can't bear to kill my fellow savages either."

Samwell came to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and rolled the whites of his eyes upward. When he opened his eyes again, he was leaning over the falcon, soaring in the sky.

"Everyone sit down."

It was as if I saw a female prostitute saying that she deeply loves every client.

Anyway, the core of the opponent's army is our own people, and the logistics support relies entirely on Yingzui Island, so there is no need to worry about the Cheman Tail being too big.

He had previously suspected that spiritual attributes were related to the belief in the old gods, and therefore he had the idea of ​​eating weirwood.

Therefore, he must find new "spiritual food".

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.

Samwell then explained their respective tasks to the others one by one, and finally looked at Cheeman and said in a deep voice:

Samwell controlled the falcon and landed on the top of the tree, then rose into the sky again, but there was an extra branch in the talons.

After all, Jon Arryn died a year earlier than in the original work, and the chaos in the Seven Kingdoms will inevitably begin earlier.

"While I'm away, Gavin is still in charge of the daily affairs of Yingzui Island."

The taste of the branches is very bad, bitter and astringent, with a strange fishy smell.

Therefore, it is inevitable that I will pay more attention to the current maid, and even secretly guess that this is the bloodline of another family that has been lost...

The corner of Samwell's mouth twitched. He originally wanted to arrange a deputy for Cheman, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up.

After all, it is the center of power of the Seven Kingdoms, a gathering place for conspirators, and a place full of lies, sin and blood.

Although he was going to King's Landing this time to bear witness to the death of Duke Jon, Samwell always felt that this trip might not be easy.

Juice as red as blood oozed out, giving Samwell's mouth a bit of a terrifying breath.

Now that you have decided to use the sharpest knife, why bother putting a layer of film on it?

Samwell resisted the urge to turn back, rose into the sky and disappeared.

Following the direction in his memory, Samwell passed quickly across the sea, and then plunged into the forest.

After everyone left, he sat alone in the hut deep in thought.

"Qi Man, I will give you one hundred elite soldiers, and then allow you to recruit five hundred savages. The corresponding food and weapons will be provided by Yingzui Island for you. I only want you to do one thing -

Now, he decided to give it a try.

After arranging all matters, Samwell ended the meeting.

At present, his mental attributes have reached 2.19. This is all due to the ghost grass. However, with the intake of large amounts, its effectiveness becomes weaker and weaker. Now, he needs to eat fifty ghost grass to increase his mental attributes by 0.01.

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That is to continuously expand the scope of control of the territory outwards.

Everyone seemed to foresee that a bloody storm was about to cover the Crimson Mountains.

The dock worker at the time now had the momentum of a great butler and was able to manage the territory with ease. He no longer acted as panicked and at a loss as when Samwell left the territory for the first time.

Samwell took a sip of tea and waited for everyone to digest the news before continuing:

When the Falcon returned to Eagle's Beak Island and placed the weirwood branch on the table, Samwell also climbed out of bed.

"Remember, if you can avoid killing, try not to kill." Samwell couldn't help but remind him, "Even if you want to kill, you will kill the tribal leader and the leader of the resistance. The rest of the savages gathered on Yingzui Island and let

They work for me, got it?"

It remains unchanged from the last time I saw it. The huge and lush branches and leaves are like a huge hat, covering the entire mountain forest under it. The human faces carved on the trunk are lifelike, as if they are really watching everything in front of them.

Due to a secret agreement with "Littlefinger" Petyr Baelish, the casting of the Silver Stag must be handed over to a truly trusted person. And Busso now has this qualification, because his son

He served in Samwell's personal bodyguards, and even married a female wildling as his wife.

If you encounter any savage tribe, you can use my name to ask them to surrender. If they don't obey, use your sword to make them surrender.

do you understand?"

Samwell sat down at the main seat and then motioned for the maid to leave.

The door opened and Samwell walked in.

"Yes, sir. If everything goes well, the castle will be completed in another month and a half."

It's about spiritual attributes, Samwell has always had an idea.

He picked up the branch and put it into his mouth.

Fortunately, his wings are now growing, and his prestige has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He is unshakable in Yingzui Island. No matter how ambitious Che Man is, he does not dare to easily jump out to resist him.

"Yes, sir." Gavin quickly stood up and saluted.

But at present, his strength attribute has reached a bottleneck. Without a large number of golden dragons or silver deer, there is no way to achieve a qualitative improvement.

But even so, Samwell's mental attributes did not increase.

He thought he didn't eat enough, so he took a few more bites.

But still nothing changed.

Not weirwood?

Samwell was confused.

Could it be that I guessed wrong and it is not related to the belief in the old gods?
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