There are many ruthless bosses living in my territory

"He has our support. At least we will never let him fight alone."

"Even if he makes a mistake, we will make it up to him!"

Haytham watched as Morag left her seat.

I made him angry...

He swirled the wine in his glass, his thoughts drifting.

The "child" mentioned by Morag made him realize that the feelings that the captain of the guard regiment had for the lord seemed to be more than just the respect of a subordinate for his superior.

He just happened to empathize with this emotion very much.

Just then, four large wine bottles were pushed onto the table.

Morag sat back down and refilled their glasses.

"I thought you were starting to hate me."

"No, it's just a difference of opinion. On the contrary, I am now more certain that the child needs you."

Haytham shook his head.

"I have no intention of chasing after unrealistic dreams again."

Morag also shook her head and raised the full glass to Haytham.

Those eyes were bright and firm.

"Just by the words you said, I'm sure you're not someone who gives up easily."

“And I believe that people with the same beliefs will come together sooner or later.”

Haytham looked at Morag who reached out to clink glasses and shook his head again.

"Don't think too highly of me."

"Lord Lister will not be wrong."

This time, Morag pushed the glass directly in front of Haytham.

"Okay, okay, at least I can still drink."

Haytham clinked his glass gently with Morag's and then drank the wine in one gulp.

"Would you like to come and stay with our Guards for a while?"

"The body can be trained, and breathing techniques can help you solve problems with physical strength and power."

"Maybe. Although a castle is luxurious, it doesn't necessarily provide a comfortable place to live. Maybe I am more suitable for living here."

"Then it's settled."

"When I have time, I'll take you to meet the other people in Red Maple Territory. They're all very nice people."

"clang!"

The wine glasses clinked again.

……

On the other side, in the underground training ground of the administrative office of Hongfeng Territory.

A total of ten senior administrative department officials, including Lister and Courtini, were sitting cross-legged on cushions, communicating through deep spiritual connection.

Compared to the Royal Guards and the Guards Regiment where most of the people are orcs, most of the people here are humans.

Ever since receiving Yuri's second-level favorability reward, Lister had Cortini organize administrative staff to cultivate their psychic abilities, all focusing on mental communication and brain development.

Everyone here is good at learning, has a photographic memory and is able to connect with others' minds and communicate with consciousness.

It took less than thirty seconds for Lister to inform them of all matters related to the refugees and the future plans of Red Maple Territory. These personnel also reported the situation of Red Maple Territory to Lister.

Concise, efficient and unambiguous.

Any order issued by Lister can be conveyed to everyone at the first time and implemented accurately.

This is the administrative department established based on psychics.

Combined with the supporting network information equipment provided by Epsilon, administrative work will be particularly efficient!

"Everyone, this time our Red Maple Territory will face a test, but I believe that we will succeed again after overcoming difficulties time and time again!"

"Yes! Lord Lister!"

Because of the deep spiritual connection and the influence of the gifted blood, the already loyal employees were like chicken blood, and they devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the development of Red Maple Leader.

The other eight senior staff members except Courtini stood up, bowed and left. They were instructed to prepare for accepting refugees.

Afterwards, only Liszt and Courtini were left in the underground training ground.

"Lister, do we really not need to do anything about Haytham?"

Liszt shook his head.

"He is not someone who can be easily convinced. Just put the facts in front of him."

"Kourtini, I'll have to trouble you later."

Cortini smiled back.

"It's not hard. I will receive every piece of information. Just let them pass on the situation of the refugees to me."

"Well, they have found the refugees. I will serve as a middleman to pass on everything they feel to you."

"Let's make the next plan based on the situation."

"I have already entrusted the construction of long-distance ships to Epsilon. Please contact them on this matter as well."

"it is good."

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In the vast snowfield, Melv, Pauline and Pri found a wave of refugees heading towards Red Maple Territory.

The situation of this group of people was far worse than they had expected.

Chapter 109: Remnants of the Old Times (Part )

Inside the winter snowfield, a group of two thousand refugees, who had been on the march for five days, were moving forward on the snowfield under the clear sky, leaving a long trail.

However, rather than calling these people refugees, Melv would rather call them a team of servants who are protecting the nobles' progress.

In the center of the team, several Orc contracted people were pulling a sled similar to a carriage and moving forward with difficulty.

A team of two thousand people followed the carriage sparsely, and a large amount of baggage on sleds was also pulled by orcs.

From a distance, the number of humans and orcs was about 60:40, but all the heavy work was given to the orcs, and the nobles in the sled with the noble family emblem hanging in the center could not even get a breeze.

"Those aliens didn't kill him just to disgust us."

There is a light blue spirit particle halo in front of Melv's eyes, which is the ghost method invented for reconnaissance.

She could tell at a glance that the nobleman in the refugee group was a Duke of the Kingdom of Rennes.

Most likely, the Duke's territory was breached by aliens and they were asked to lead people to the Red Maple Territory.

Should we say that the aliens were kindhearted? They actually left some supplies for the duke to enjoy.

Taking a look at the refugees' yellow and muscular faces and the clothes that were not very thick, Merv didn't know whether to be happy or sad for them.

There was little heavy snow and strong winds in the winter snowfields during this period, so crossing the snowfields was much easier than the last time Lister led the refugees.

But...Melv and the other two didn't think that this journey would be really easy for these people.

……

At this time, in the sled of the refugee team, Duke Laka, who had been imprisoned for more than half a month because his territory was destroyed and had become as thin as a bamboo pole, was looking at the snow scene outside the window with an unhappy face.

At the age of 36, he had been enjoying wealth and glory. Although he had received knight training, he completely abandoned his past training after obtaining the title of Duke.

After all, it doesn’t matter whether you study or not, you won’t lose your title, and there will always be plenty of people flattering you and solving affairs in your territory for you, so why bother working hard?

Anyway, his subordinates were worrying about the targets set by the Holy Land, so he only needed to lie on the chair and accept the service of the beauty.

However, the damn alien race suddenly broke through his territory, and most of his useless subordinates were killed. Fortunately, he knelt down in time and saved his life.

All the enjoyment was gone forever, and he resented from the bottom of his heart that the holy land did not punish the foreigners.

Standing in such a high position and gaining the most benefits, why shouldn't he come to protect his territory? !

As a result, he now had to lead a group of untouchables across the snowfield to some dirty and remote village in Hongfengling.

Not only was there not a single pleasing human woman around to entertain himself, but he also had to see dirty orc slaves every day.

There is good news though.

As long as he arrived in the Red Maple Territory, according to the Code, he, who held the title of Duke, could directly seize the management rights of the Baron.

Then use the resources there to enjoy yourself.

No matter how small the territory is, as long as there are no aliens hanging around, he will be the one with the most power.

Although his quality of life will inevitably decline, he is content.

Just as Duke Laka was looking at his fingers boredly, the sled suddenly shook and then stopped.

He immediately pushed open the wooden door angrily and roared.

"Why did you stop?!"

The orcs surrounding the sled fell to their knees one after another, except for one orc who was lying on the snow and did not move.

"Your Excellency, someone is injured."

"The soles of his shoes are worn out and now he can't walk on the snow."

Duke Laka raised his eyebrows and pointed at the orc's nose and cursed.

"Don't you have a brain? Why don't you change me to an orc!"

"The guy who just slowed down the team is not allowed to eat today!"

"Go as fast as you can! Don't make me remind you again and again!"

"Dehano, watch them!"

Outside the small sled, a middle-aged human in civilian clothes bowed and nodded to Duke Laka, and said that he would urge everyone to speed up.

"That's why I said that orcs are stupid as hell. If you don't have some strength, it would be a serious crime to appear in front of me!"

Duke Laka cursed and closed the door.

The orcs around stood up in silence. One of them automatically replaced the man who could hardly walk because his shoes were worn out, and another one carried him on his back.

Through the broken soles of the shoes, you can see the frozen and bloody feet.

On the other side, Pauline, who saw this scene, suddenly spoke.

"Lord Melfu, can I go and kill him?"

She was unusually angry and even felt a sense of mission to stand up.

"Be patient."

Melv's expression was calm, but her eyes became sharper.

"We have not yet determined whether there are any traitors who have defected to the alien race. We have not yet determined who else deserves to die besides Duke Laka. We have not yet determined whether anyone can break free of the shackles of four thousand years and truly stand up."

Priya on the side nodded sympathetically and said in a tender voice.

"The orcs of the United States are too submissive. They will not disobey orders as long as they can survive. They... are suffering too much."

She couldn't help but think of her first meeting with Lister. If she hadn't been lucky enough to be bought by Lister, she would probably have lived as miserably as these orcs.

She hoped that her compatriots who had never given up could be redeemed by Master Lister like her.

……

No one in the refugee team knew that someone was watching them from a great distance.

The 2,000-strong refugee group found a small cave near dusk and prepared to spend a difficult night.

The orcs took out the dry food from the baggage and ate it dryly, then hugged each other, relying on their body temperature to resist the cold. Only humans could gather around the fire and cook the dry food into porridge that would be warmer.

"Damn it! Why is it always this disgusting thing?"