When Clement arrived at the square early the next morning, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
The empty square last night was now filled with people, including tall and muscular men, skinny and yellow-faced women, thinly dressed old men with white hair, and short but ruddy-faced children.
This stark contrast instantly caused ripples in Clemont's heart.
After a long time, he sighed!
Yes, for people living in this world of the jungle and the strong, this way of survival may be the best.
If men represent the sunny side of current life, then women represent the dark side. If the old man represents the despair of the past, then the children represent the hope of the future.
"Barry, go arrange for a few people to cook the monster meat I brought. After everyone has finished eating, prepare it as I said last night!"
"Yes, Lord Lord!"
Soon after, several large pots were set up in the square, and pieces of chopped bear meat were thrown into the pot. As time went by, a smell of meat filled the entire square.
"Mom! I'm hungry!" Among the crowd, a little boy glanced at the churning pieces of meat in the pot, raised his head and stared at the skinny and pale woman with big bright eyes.
Hearing the child's words, the woman swallowed involuntarily, then held the child in her arms and said softly: "Little Ali, be good, be patient, we will have food soon!"
On the other side, under Clemont's signal, baskets of black bread were carried to the square. He asked Barry to collect these overnight at a high price of one copper coin. Normally, one Otta copper coin could buy them.
Five loaves of brown bread.
Seeing that the meat in the large pot was almost cooked, Clement cleared his throat and strode to the steps in front of the square.
"Dear citizens, hello, I am your lord Clement Thacker. I know that many of you hate me as a lord who has not appeared for more than ten years, but I think you also understand that after more than ten years,
I probably didn’t have the ability to manage the territory before!”
At this point, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and then said jokingly: "If you still hate me, then hate my stupid father! If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have to suffer for so many years!"
The people below suddenly stared with curiosity in their eyes. This was the first time in so many years that they had seen such an approachable nobleman!
Seeing the change in everyone's expressions, Clemont's heart suddenly dropped mostly.
"I won't say much else. You should all know about the beast tide. I will only say one thing here. If I can't solve this beast tide, I will give up the surname of Thacker! I will surrender from now on.
For the common people!”
boom!
After Clemont's words fell, the whole square instantly became agitated. You must know that in this world, nobles regard their surnames as more important than their lives. How can a lord who is willing to give up his surname for them not be shocked!
"Barry, share the food! Everyone has a portion. If there's not enough, keep cooking!"
Fortunately, he had someone use his carriage to pull back the meat of the four blue-striped bears last night. Otherwise, with so many people, what he brought yesterday would really not be enough.
Seeing everyone devouring their food, the old Barr looked at the young lord with a smile on his face.
After breakfast, everyone who had eaten and drank enough began to prepare for the battle. The strong men were divided into two teams.
One team was responsible for cutting down trees and making something called a horse drawn by the lord, while the other team was responsible for digging a deep pit in the direction of the beast tide and inserting sharpened wooden thorns upside down in the pit.
In the evening, Clement, who had been digging holes all day, stood on the city wall, looked at the green crops around the small town, and exhaled slowly.
"Grandpa Barr, are all the crops in our territory here?"
"Most of them are here. There are still some in Carlo Village and Dean Village, but not many. They mainly rely on hunting and fishing to make a living. Every time the beast tide comes, they will hide in the cellar to take refuge. It's better than us.
The losses suffered are much smaller!" Barr sighed.
"Grandpa Barr, I am sorry for you. Our life will get better and better in the future!"
Clemont patted Balder on the shoulder, but instantly a numbing feeling came from his fingers and spread throughout his body in an instant.
[Specialization introduction: The degree of control over oneself is greatly improved, which can turn bright energy into dark energy, initially hurting people invisible, and there is a chance of triggering a fight against a cow from across the mountain!]"
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Listening to the voice that appeared again, Clemont was silent for a long time.
"Grandpa Barr, were you very powerful when you were young?"
After hearing Clemont's words, Barr glanced at him, then looked at the busy crowd in the distance and said with a smile:
"Forty years ago, I served as a soldier under the Holy Dragon Knight of the Orta Empire. However, I was injured in a battle with the orcs in the north. After that, I returned to my hometown and worked as a secretary here for half my life! Now!
He’s just an old man who’s about to die!”
"Holy Dragon Knight of the Earth? Old man, are you talking about General Hadir who single-handedly defeated the 300,000 orc army before becoming a Holy Knight?" Ferdinand on the side suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Barr smiled and nodded.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Clemont cried out in his heart: Damn it!
In this world, Holy Knights are almost the ceiling of combat power. There are a total of five power systems in this world.
They are swordsmen who use speed skills, knights who use power charge, magicians who use elemental affinity, and wizards who touch the soul. Of course, the fifth type, the priests, are special beings, and their source of power depends on
To the gods you believe in.
However, swordsmen and knights are one in the first two stages, and they are only differentiated when entering the third stage.
"Advanced boxing specialization? Is it a hair extension?" Clemont clenched his fists, and suddenly a strange yet familiar feeling pulsed through the muscles of his body.
"Lord, Grandpa Barr, it's not good!"
Just when Clemont was secretly appreciating the specialization he had just copied, Barry, who had gone to inquire about the movements of the beast tide, ran up with a panic look on his face.
"Lord, the beast tide has taken shape and is coming towards us. It is estimated that there are hundreds of them, including more than a dozen monsters, and...and..."
"And what? Say it quickly!" Barr yelled angrily.
"Moreover, at the end of the beast tide, there are three monsters with magic cores!"
"What? Are you sure you read it correctly?" After hearing this, the calm Barr also showed a look of shock on his face.
"It's true Grandpa Barr, those three monsters do have magic crystals on their heads!" Barry nodded heavily.
"How is this possible! There has never been a beast tide of this magnitude in the past ten years!"
Seeing Old Barr's shocked expression, Clemont's expression also became serious.
According to the judgment proverbs of Warcraft, only third-level and fourth-level monsters will have magic cores on their heads, and the combat power of third-level monsters can match that of human knights, let alone fourth-level monsters. Only among knights