Throne of the North.

Chapter 218 One Meter's Perspective
Appiah thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out what kind of mission required assassins like them to use their knowledge to complete. In the past, it was enough for them to just assassinate the target.

Sitting in front of the stone window sill, as the leader of the cat people, his residence is very luxurious. It is one of the stone mansions at the foot of Rhino Horn Mountain. Only the lords of status in the frozen land can live here.

From the window you can look up at the lord's castle on the Rhino Horn Mountain, which has become increasingly decorated in recent times.

Being able to learn knowledge is a good thing for the cat tribe, so Apia did not refuse, nor was he qualified to refuse.

He just went with the flow and agreed, and was rewarded with this stone mansion. According to Baron Ryan, one should trust the people he employs, and since he has accepted their loyalty, he will not have any doubts.

He went to see the cat people of the tribe. They lived on the south side of a mountain. There were many houses built there. They were originally used for farmers, but now they became the houses of the cat people. They were asked to look after the terraced fields on the mountain and plant and cultivate some herbs.

Cat-people are very good at these things. Before the emergence of the extraordinary system of cat-people assassins, cat-people were the doctors of many orc tribes. This was their only value.

It seems strange to Appiah as well. He used to be loyal to an earl, but now he is loyal to a baron. The difference in titles is huge, but the treatment of the cat people is many times better.

He suddenly became idle.

He put on a hood that covered his body and head. There was a wooden plaque around his waist with the seal of Xijiao Mountain engraved on it. It was a badge and also represented his identity.

Appiah walked in the town of the Frozen Territory. He had seen cities and towns, but it was difficult for him to tell whether the land he was walking on was a city or a town.

It is larger than a small town, but seems not as comprehensive as a city, yet it is much cleaner than a city.

Well, clean. This was Apia’s first feeling. His one-meter-tall body allowed him to see the ground beneath his feet more clearly than humans. Apart from some dust, there was no garbage at all.

For the cold north, there is not much dust, so the cleanliness of the streets is very comfortable.

The street he was walking on was not one of the main roads in the Frozen Territory, which were crowded with people. He naturally disliked places with so many people, so he could not see the bustling shops and the human children running on the streets.

On both sides of the ground beneath his feet were residential buildings. Through the cracks in the doors, he could see the women living there weaving, mending, washing clothes, feeding livestock, and cleaning...

It was a very simple life, but Apia was very envious. He also knew that the men of these women were busy outside. There didn't seem to be much terraced land in the Frozen Territory, but Baron Ryan had created a lot of jobs that required ordinary people to sell their labor.

He gradually came to a famous street in the Frozen Territory, said to be called Aixner Street. Many carpenters lived here. They had superb skills. How superb were they?

In Apia's opinion, these carpenters were arguing with others and telling stories to the kids next to them, but they were still making wooden tools with their hands. Those were the shovels sent from the Blacksmith Street, which were tied tightly by these carpenters in a few seconds. Then the kids next to them were excitedly sweeping the sawdust on the ground with brooms.

The quarrel was still going on. Apia saw that one of the quarreling parties was a street manager. The other party was wearing uniform clothes and represented the street administrative officer. Next to him stood two people wearing similar clothes, representing the street's adjudicator and security officer.

There are three such officials loyal to the lord on every street in the Frozen Territory. Each official has a dozen errand boys under him, and the security officer has even more.

The managers of these streets assist the higher-ranking masters in managing the streets, and they are said to be paid. Most of the time, ordinary people, especially the slaves in the slums, dare not speak loudly to these people. But it is different here. This is Exner Street. All the carpenters in the territory gather here. They are a great force. The best carpenters can even communicate directly with the Archon of the Frozen Territory, Etria. Those political officials have to look at their faces.

Apia was a little confused by what they were arguing about. It seemed that the managers wanted the carpenters to hurry up and make some large object that would be transported to the mountain to build something.

But the carpenter retorted that the tools needed in the territory were requested by the lord himself, so how could they not finish these things and then do other things.

Finally, the man representing the adjudicator made the decision.

"The things on the mountain have the highest priority. The lord must see the results within a month, otherwise the subsequent carpentry work will be reduced for these carpenters."

The carpenter was defeated. The lord had assigned the carpenters to build the watchtower on the mountain. Apart from ensuring food, they had no extra compensation. However, they could make a profit from ordinary carpentry work.

Especially recently, a group of people called traders arrived and said that they would give them some copper coins in exchange for the exquisite craft crops in their hands.

This would undoubtedly increase some income, but there was no way. Although the carpenter dared to argue with these people, he did not dare to really refuse.

After watching the excitement, Appia left like everyone else. Carpenter Street was filled with the smell of sawdust, while Blacksmith Street was filled with fierce and ear-straining banging.

This is the warmest place in the entire frozen land territory. Many people like to come here, so much so that sheriffs have to block the streets and restrict the flow of people in and out.

Compared to the carpenters' quarrels at any time, there was nothing more trivial here except the sounds of hammers hitting and flames roaring.

Firstly, it’s because they are blacksmiths. They are all blacksmiths and are very strong, even stronger than those sheriffs.

Another thing is that the entire Blacksmith Street is operating according to the will of Lord Ryan and the Chief Craftsman. Whatever the government officials want to do, they must consider the lord's opinion and the attitude of the master craftsman.

The lord was too far away for them to reach, but no one could help them unless the master craftsman treated them badly.

So Blacksmith Street was filled with joy.

Apia walked to the largest blacksmith shop. It was very quiet here, and no one stayed there, including outside the blacksmith shop.

Because they can't afford the things here.

"Master Brock, Master Ryan said you are back and asked me to ask you for a batch of goods."

Brock picked up Appiah and the bearded man said:
"Are you the cat man that the lord has newly recruited?"

(End of this chapter)