I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 73 Lord of the Holy Land
"Then what should we do..."

The White Frost Prophet couldn't help but ask.

"Let's go back to the mountains,"

Rhodes smiled and said calmly, "Or stay and work for me like them, as a slave. The choice is yours."

White Frost Prophet looked distressed.

He thought he was clever, but found that he had wasted his time.

I never expected it to end like this.

The key is that Rhodes has not broken any promises.

I was oversimplifying things.

Originally, they intended to seek greater benefits for the Bai Shuang tribe, but unexpectedly, they harmed the entire tribe.

"Your Excellency, are you still willing to accept the White Frost Tribe as your slaves?"

The White Frost Prophet's face was full of bitterness.

If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with alcohol.

Rhodes feigned hesitation and asked in confusion, "You White Frost people are no longer free citizens?"

Pfft!
As soon as Rhodes finished speaking, the White Frost Prophet knelt on the ground and confessed, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have coveted the power of a prophet."

"Are you wrong?"

Rhodes looked down at the White Frost Prophet.

"I was wrong, Your Excellency Baron."

The White Frost Prophet was filled with regret.

"Greed and arrogance made me lose my wisdom and make wrong choices."

“You may punish me as you please, but I beg you to be merciful to my people. They have no delusions; they are all victims of my greed.”

"I beg you."

The White Frost Prophet bowed his head heavily.

Rhodes looked at the White Frost Prophet quietly, slightly surprised.

He could be considered a spellcaster, capable of being both flexible and resilient for his tribe, and he did have some faith.

“It’s good that you realize your mistake, then I won’t make things difficult for you. The entire White Frost Tribe will just go hungry for one day.”

Rod smiled and said, "Consider it punishment for the delusional. As for how to interpret it, you can decide for yourself."

But I don't want to hear anything negative about me.

The White Frost Prophet's divination skills were the origin of this art, and he held some status among the savage tribes. Rhode needed him.

"Do you agree?"

"I agree."

Bai Shuang knew very well that if you made a mistake, you had to pay the price.

This is not just for punishment, but also to deter others.

Rhodes bent down and helped the prophet up, whispering, "And I must remind you, every savage can only have one master from now on, but that master will never be you."

White Frost Prophet was taken aback, then nodded heavily, "I understand what you mean."

After standing up, the White Frost Prophet turned around and explained and repented to his people.

This time, he had no other thoughts and took all the responsibility upon himself.

He told his people that he had performed a divination before arriving in Frostleaf Town, and the spirit of the White Frost ancestor told him that Baron Rhodes was the savior of the White Frost tribe and would lead all the savages to a holy land of happiness and prosperity.

The savages must serve Baron Rhodes wholeheartedly and selflessly in order to embark on the journey to the Holy Land.

However, due to his own selfish desires, he misjudged Baron Rhodes's status, allowing the Graystone and Giantwood tribes to reach Baron Rhodes's side first and become his most loyal servants.

Therefore, the ancestor's will commanded every member of the White Frost tribe to punish themselves by fasting for a whole day.

And from then on, the savages had to respectfully address Baron Rhodes as the Lord of the Holy Land.

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"This White Frost Prophet is really talking nonsense."

After listening to Us's report, Rhodes couldn't help but comment.

After giving his instructions, Rhodes returned to the hall and did not stay there.

However, Us had already described the whole story to Rhodes in detail.

Ancestors, revelation, holy sites—these are all vague and misleading tactics.

"Do savages really believe this?"

Rod couldn't help but ask. "I don't know if they believe it in their hearts, but I saw that the people of the White Frost tribe really handed over everything, and they didn't eat a single thing."

When the entire savage tribe migrated here, they still brought some food with them.

Dried meat, dried mushrooms, dried fruit, and the like can last for several meals.

Despite knowing that they were forbidden to eat, the Bai Shuang tribe did not keep any food for themselves and actually carried it out despite their hunger.

It seems like they really believe it.

"They watched as the other two tribes ate black bread and drank meat soup, swallowing their saliva incessantly, yet no one complained."

Us said with a serious expression, "Even children are the same."

"Ok?"

Rhodes originally intended to show mercy to children under the age of fifteen quietly, since the children were not at fault.

But I never expected these savages from the White Frost Tribe to be so ruthless to me.

"Really, I don't know why, but they've been calling you the Lord of the Holy Land in private."

It wasn't just the people of the White Frost tribe; even the people of the Gray Stone and Giant Wood tribes used this term.

Us leaned closer and asked cautiously in a low voice, "You wouldn't actually be the lord of that holy land, would you?"

"Hu……"

Rod was about to say something nonsensical, but then he held back.

Even if it's a lie, it's a lie that benefits Rhodes, so why expose it yourself?

Moreover, sometimes a lie, if told a hundred times or a thousand times, will become the truth.

In Rhodes's previous life on Earth, many merchants were adept at using this method.

"Perhaps it is true, after all, I gave them so much food, and I didn't let them go hungry in such a time of crisis."

Us nodded thoughtfully, "If I were a savage, I might think the same way..."

At this moment, Lawrence, who was standing next to him, looked distressed.
"At this rate, there might not be enough food!"

"Are there enough wild vegetables and dried meat?" Rod asked.

"There are plenty of wild vegetables, as well as mushrooms and other things; the women have gathered quite a lot."

Lawrence would report, "We still have plenty of salted fish."

“Reduce the supply of black bread first, give them more variety, and when the caravan comes, we can exchange some dried meat and dried fish for some rye.”

Rod thought for a moment and added, "You always like to eat bread, can't you change your diet?"

"You mean..." Lawrence asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Actually, you can try dumpling soup."

Rod explained, "It's about adding water to flour, stirring it to make small dough balls, and then cooking them in soup."

Wild vegetables and dried meat can be added to the soup, eventually making a big pot of dumpling soup.

This kind of dumpling soup is very filling, and compared to bread, it reduces flour consumption by at least half.

Lawrence nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Never mind, I'll talk to Martha about this myself and let her handle these matters."

Perhaps matters like food pairings should be left to chefs to arrange.

Rhodes looked at Lawrence and continued to instruct, "First, count the number of those savages and record the supplies they brought."

"Yes, sir, but I have already finished counting the number of people."

Lawrence chuckled and reported.
"The three tribes together comprise 561 savages, including 197 children under the age of 15 and 178 women."

There weren't any savages over sixty years old, only three who were just over fifty, and the rest were mostly laborers.

Rhodes nodded; it seemed the savages' lives were indeed not very good.

"Once you've settled things with these savages, do as I told you before."

"Also, take all the children from the White Frost Tribe with you tonight, and feed them along with the other children."

Lawrence nodded, then asked in confusion, "But aren't they still fasting under the will of their ancestors?"

"Tell them that the Lord of the Holy Land has shown them mercy, lifted the punishment on their ancestors, and allowed them to eat!"

Can you do this?

Lawrence wanted to say something, but it seemed reasonable, so he simply nodded in the end.

"Then I'll make the arrangements, my lord."

Lawrence bowed and prepared to take his leave.

But then, remembering something, he turned back and said:
"Katie is all set. The tavern is having its soft opening tonight, and she invites you to attend and name the tavern."

(End of this chapter)