Chapter 23 Spellcasters

"Can this be made?"

Rod stared at the carpenter and asked.

The carpenter, feeling a little intimidated by the stare, stammered, "Yes, yes, it should be fine."

Rod turned to Hamo and asked, "This plowshare has an iron outer layer. Can you make it?"

"Yes, my lord."

Hamo nodded confidently and replied, "It should take about two days to complete."

With an apprentice, Hamo became increasingly confident.

"Alright, halt all work and forge this curved plow first," Rod decisively ordered.

At this moment, Otto stood in front of Rod and said worriedly, "Is this a plow? But we don't have enough oxen, sir."

Frostleaf Town has only six cows, all of which are used for pulling carts.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be an ox for plowing."

Rod put his hands on his hips and looked at Otto, "People can come and pull too, four people in a group taking turns."

The plowshare of the curved plow depicted by Rod is made of iron-clad wood, with the foremost plowshare estimated to weigh around five pounds, which could be easily pulled by human power.

However, a light plowshare does not mean it goes into the soil shallowly. As long as the person pulling and holding the plow adjusts the direction, the plowshare can still go deep into the soil.

Of course, this would make the plow pullers more tired, and the land couldn't be pristine wasteland; too many stones would also be a problem.

These are all experiences that Rhodes gained from his own life in his previous life.

Otto seemed to understand, but nodded blankly.

Ignoring Otto's opinion, Hamoko turned around and began preparing materials for making the plowshare.

The lord's words are the orders he must carry out.

Rhodes continued forging Durant's one-handed sword.

Check the septic tank the next day to see the fermentation progress.

Continue forging one-handed swords.

Hamo forged the plowshare very quickly, finishing it in the afternoon.

It took the carpenter three days to make the complete plowshare.

Rod personally went to the fields to demonstrate to the farmers and teach them how to use the equipment.

"A curved plow requires two people working together: one person pulls the plow and the other person holds it."

"The person pulling the plow can pull this rope, or tie the rope around their waist."

"If one person is too tired, they can thread a wooden stick through the hemp rope and then two people can carry the stick together and pull forward."

"Note that the person pulling the plow must maintain a steady pace, bend over, and try to keep walking in a straight line at one angle."

"The person holding the plow at the back is very simple. They just need to straighten it and hold it down. If the soil is hard, they can adjust the angle of the plow to go deeper."

Rod demonstrated and explained the usage method, his expression turning serious afterward.
"But before you plow the field, make sure to clear away all the stones."

Remember this: if you encounter a rock or other hard object, lift the plowshare immediately. Don't break it, or I'll whip him!

"Yes, my lord!"

The farmers responded in unison.

"There's nothing else. Just keep an eye on the plow's components, especially the wedges, make sure they don't fall off."

Rhodes softened his tone and waved his hand, "Alright, you can take turns trying."

Hamo and the carpenter were still making curved plows, and once the farmers learned how to use them, new plows would gradually be produced.

The farmers in Frostleaf Town rarely used plows, and the people weren't very bright.

But people are forced to do things.

With Lord Rhodes, a lord exuding the aura of a dragon slayer, watching over them, everyone strained and concentrated on their studies.

After a whole day, I've basically learned everything.

Rod returned to the blacksmith's shack and continued forging the one-handed sword.

Just as Rhodes finished forging the one-handed sword, Durant returned from the border town.

……

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Under the blacksmith's shack.

"Try your new sword."

Rhodes casually tossed the newly forged one-handed sword to Durant, who had come to report.
"It weighs about the same as your previous sword, but you'd better give it a try."

Rhodes forged a standard knight's one-handed sword, with a total length of only 90 centimeters for the hilt and blade, and a weight of about 3.5 kilograms.

This allows Durant to swing the sword quickly with one hand while maintaining its stability and lethality.

However, because the sword he made had an armor-piercing enchantment, Rhodes widened the blade to make it more suitable for slashing.

"Thank you for your gift."

After examining the new sword, Durant suddenly straightened up, stood with his feet together, placed his right fist on his left chest, and bowed slightly in a standard knightly salute. "I will return the salute with eternal loyalty and cut down the thorns that obstruct your will."

Durant had wanted to say these words for a long time, but had never had the chance.

The sword he received at this moment was a promise from Rhodes, and Durant naturally made up for the lack of etiquette he had shown back then.

Rhodes nodded vigorously in response, "And the enemy's armor."

The two men looked into each other's eyes, and in each other's eyes they saw determination and sincerity.

Rod then laughed and said, "Where's my book?"

"got it."

Durant untied the bag from his horse and handed it to Rhodes, explaining, "Three books, totaling 90 silver coins."

"So expensive?" Rod's eyes widened.

Ninety silver coins could almost buy six ordinary longswords!

Durant looked a little embarrassed and explained, "I'm sorry, my lord, I don't know how to bargain, which may have revealed my intentions."

"It's okay, I don't blame you."

Books are inherently luxury items, especially illustrated storybooks like these, whose prices fluctuate greatly.

A shrewd businessman will deliberately raise prices based on the needs of his customers.

"What's the name of the merchant who sold you the book? If it's useless, go to the border town and smash up his shop!"

"Corliss Goldsand".

"Ok?"

Rhodes paused for a moment upon hearing the name and asked, "Lawrence's brother?"

"Judging from his age and appearance, it should be, but I didn't ask any further," Durant replied.

"Then that must be it."

Rod didn't look closely, picked up the bag and said, "Let's go back to the manor and try."

If it doesn't work, I'll give Lawrence a couple of lashes on the backside to vent my anger.

Durant smiled, but he knew Rod was joking.

"Your Excellency, what is the name of this sword?"

"How come you're just like Ryan?"

Rhodes shook his head slightly. It seemed that his subordinates had a strong sense of ritual; even his own sword was still called the Steel Greatsword.

"No name yet, you'll have to come up with one yourself."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Durant followed behind Rhodes, pondering for a long time, "Isn't that called 'Cut Through Thorns'?"

Rhodes found the word somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place where he had heard it before.

"By the way, Your Excellency, there are some rumors circulating in the border town that I feel I should report to you."

Rhodes sensed the seriousness in Durant's words, stopped recalling what he was thinking, turned around, and stood still.
"Well, tell me."

"The first was the lord of Razorfen Downs. The lord from the Red Griffin family was killed, and it is said that his body was thrown into the wilderness and torn to pieces by Steppenwolves and could not be found."

"Rumor has it that the natives of Razorfen Downs and the beastmen worked together, but this information is not guaranteed to be true."

Durant's words made Rod frown.

Razor Plains is separated from Rhodes' Blackpine Ridge by only one Ice Peak Valley.

However, the shape of the Ice Peak Valley is an inverted triangle that is wider in the west and narrower in the east, diagonally inserted between Black Pine Ridge and Razor Plain.

Therefore, in some places, the straight-line distance between Black Pine Ridge and Razor Plain is only thirty li.

This distance is within two hours for cavalry, and even on foot it would take about half a day.

The two territories are essentially adjacent.

The indigenous people are nothing; the beastman tribe is the real focus.

"What's the Red Griffin family's reaction? Any news?" Rhodes asked.

"Not yet, but I believe it will happen soon. The news has already spread throughout the border town, and the Red Griffin family will receive it soon as well."

Even if it's slow, the message can still be sent back in more than half a month.

If the Red Griffin family reacts, the team will likely pass through Blackpine Ridge, and Rhodes should know that.

They might even be able to collect some tolls.

"How about this, select three guards, and have Renn select two hunters to form a patrol team, so that they can hunt while keeping an eye on the movements in the wasteland."

After thinking for a moment, Rod instructed, "If you discover the situation, do not act rashly. Return and report back first."

"Yes, I understand, Your Excellency."

Durant nodded in response and continued, "That's all the news from the wasteland. The other thing I stumbled upon by chance."

It seems there are spellcasters in the border town.

(End of this chapter)

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