There are many ruthless bosses living in my territory

A bowl of hot porridge was thrown out of the window of the sled and splashed on the rocky soil that was not covered with snow.

The orcs who saw this scene from a distance looked longingly at the overturned wooden bowl on the ground and the hot food that had spilled out.

"Why are you so stupid?!"

"Don't you know how to go hunting?! Don't you know how to pick fruits in the forest?!"

"My Lord, it's not spring yet, and it's hard to find animals and wild fruits in the snowy winter..."

"Ah?! You're giving up just because of this?!"

"You can't even solve this problem? What use do I have for you!"

"Dehano! If you can't get edible food, you can't be a knight anymore!"

"If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will!"

"The thing that this world has the most of is servants!"

Now that night had fallen, all anyone could hear was the roar of Duke Laka and the human servants who were huddled around the sleigh like quails.

Many orcs clasped their hands together and began to chant the teachings of the Holy Light.

All the sufferings they endured were caused by their original sin. With alien blood in their bodies, they had to go through hardships before they could be reincarnated as noble humans in the next life.

Just as some people were praying, a dog-eared orc about fifteen years old crawled forward in the snow, quickly came to the edge of the cave, and scooped up the dry food porridge that had not yet turned cold with his palms.

He quickly hid in the crowd and came to the person who was forbidden to eat today.

Looking at the other person whose face was abnormally red, the young man spoke gently.

"Uncle, open your mouth, it's hot."

Unexpectedly, the dog-eared orc Mochiko, who was so weak that he could barely breathe, pushed the young man's hand away.

"Don't...I'm not allowed to eat today."

"But you have a fever! If you continue like this, you're really going to die here!"

The young man tried to shout, but it ended up being an anxious whisper.

Unexpectedly, Mochiko still shook his head.

"If I die, it means I have paid for my sins, and I will live a good life in the next life."

"Keep these for yourself."

The young man's pupils dilated and he finally couldn't help but shout.

"Why do you still believe in the church?!"

"What if they were all real? Why was the city breached by the aliens? Why did so many nobles die at the hands of the aliens?!"

"I don't want to worry about my next life! I just want to live well now..."

Suddenly, the young man's mouth was covered.

He looked around and found that his fellow orcs were shaking their heads at him.

Because the roar of Duke Laka in the cave has disappeared.

Mochiko, who was pale, thin and weak, pushed the food in the young man's hand in front of him.

"Kol, I know you want to repay me for protecting you before."

"But it's not me who needs food, it's you who still wants to live."

"Eat."

The dog-eared young man named Kol looked around again, and saw that the other orcs had the same expression on their faces as Mochiko.

A hope for young people.

Unconsciously, Cole's eyes became moist.

He licked the cold food between his palms and swallowed it with tears.

He really didn't know what to do, but he wanted to survive and see what the changed world would be like.

At least, stop being so suffocating.

"Kol, I have one more favor to ask of you."

"When you leave tomorrow, just quietly drop me off in the forest."

"We can't let those who could have survived be implicated, and the supplies we brought may not be able to support so many people to continue walking..."

As he whispered calmly, the orcs around him looked sad.

Maybe this is their fate.

All night long, many orcs were too cold to sleep.

The next morning, Duke Laka set off with a loud roar. Today, the people pulling the sled were replaced by a group of younger and stronger orcs. The speed was a little faster, which made him a little happier.

He ordered a few temporary knights he had chosen to keep a close eye on the baggage and make sure nothing was lost. As for the missing orcs?

He doesn't care.

As long as he could get to Hongfeng County, he wouldn't feel sad even if all these people died.

But we still have to leave a few people to do the work. What if there are more idiots in Red Maple Territory?

At the same time, the middle-aged dog-eared orc Mochiko, who was only wearing thin clothes, had worn-out feet and had a high fever, was placed next to a tree in the forest as he wished.

He looked at the sky quietly, waiting for the moment of his death.

As his vision became increasingly blurred, three figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then the warmth flowed from the limbs to the heart.

"Rest assured."

"You're going to get to someplace safe and beautiful."

Chapter 110: Remnants of the Old Times (Part )

Contrary to Haytham's expectations, Lister had not looked for him recently.

The last time they spoke was half a month ago when he proposed to live in the Guards Regiment’s base in Red Maple Town.

This made him a little confused, but he soon forgot about it and began to enjoy his retirement life in Red Maple Territory, such as:

He learned the breathing technique in a short time, and had a good sword fight with Morag;

He drank with the enthusiastic members of the Guards, leaving the troubles of the past behind;

I worked with the guards to build Maple Ridge, move items, solve the townspeople's problems, and even got my first salary.

A specially made fine steel Western sword.

I have to say one thing.

The cats in this world are really sensitive. Even though he can run freely and has assassin skills, his hat was almost stolen by these naughty guys.

Also, what Morag said was quite right.

Red Maple Territory is not suitable for retirement, because when he sees those energetic young people still dating on the streets, he doesn't want to stay there obediently. He wants to let them see how efficient the former Grand Master of the Knights Templar is at work.

"Mr. Haytham, thank you very much for your help to the Children's Orphanage."

At this moment, next to a piece of land where construction was underway, Carol, wearing white clergy clothing, sincerely thanked Haytham for transporting a large amount of steel.

"No thanks, Ms. Carol. I have to give something for living here."

"Besides, I didn't do much. It was other people who built this place."

Haytham, who had changed into a simple outfit with a red maple collar, waved his hand.

He already knew that the people responsible for the planning and construction of Red Maple Territory were an alien force called Epsilon. This force possessed technological power beyond imagination, and the water, electricity, and various electrical appliances here were truly convenient to use.

Carol looked at him with a smile, clasping her fingers together over her chest.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"What do you think of Red Maple Collar?"

Haytham looked at Carol. He only knew a few things about Carol. She was a person that Lister valued and assisted in the construction of Red Maple Territory. She was the director of the hospital who could use holy light. She was also one of the few people in the territory who was so busy that he was hardly ever seen taking a break.

He could see that Carol loved this territory and was ready to devote everything to it.

It doesn't matter whether this inquiry was her own or Liszt's.

"It's pretty good. I was not used to it at first, but I got used to it quickly."

"It's the atmosphere here that always interrupts my thoughts of retirement. Once I have some free time, I always want to do something."

As soon as she finished speaking, Carol suddenly smiled brightly.

"That's great, Mr. Haytham. When I first met you, you were very reserved towards me. Now I can hear the sincerity in your words."

Um...okay.

Haytham had to admit that life here was indeed easy. After he put down his duties as Grand Master of the Knights Templar, even his somewhat violent mental state disappeared completely.

"Well, I have other things to do, so I'll leave first."

Carol nodded, then spoke to him as Haytham turned around.

"Mr. Haytham, we look forward to the time when we can truly work with you."

Haytham did not stop, but just moved forward silently.

He subconsciously recalled his life over the past half month.

When did he start to take the initiative to build this territory with the guards?

Oh, yes. Ten days ago, a hibernating bear woke up and accidentally broke into the logging area and tried to harm civilians. He happened to be nearby and fought with the bear, killing it with his hidden blade.

That time he received sincere thanks from the civilian and was invited to taste the dishes cooked by his wife.

To be honest, the taste was just average, but he could feel their intentions.

Since then, Morag began to invite him to accept construction tasks in Red Maple Territory.

For example, building a place for socialized child rearing - a child care home.

He was quite surprised when he heard Morag's words. He had only heard of orphanages, but had never heard that a lord planned to use public resources to cultivate the next generation of the territory.

But that day Morag relayed what Liszt said -

'Many people don't actually know how to educate their children, and the future of the children is the future of the territory. The purpose of establishing a foster home is to allow children to grow up in a better environment, and to focus their education first on society, and then on the family.'

It is said that Lister is still considering whether to popularize parent education, but there are too few people in Hongfeng Territory who can be teachers, and he really cannot spare the resources, so he gave up.

In order to train more teachers, even Lister himself took action and used his psychic abilities to communicate with the teachers to discuss how to educate.

Perhaps he became restless since he heard the news.

The remaining belief in the teachings of the sect in his heart made him sincerely hope to build a peaceful and perfect world with order.

Order, determination, direction.

In the short time he had lived in Red Maple Territory, he had already seen the future that Lister had longed to outline.

It made him feel a little bit that maybe he could pursue his dream in another world.

"Hailsham!"

Haytham turned around and saw Morag running from a distance.

"I have received an order from Lord Lister. Do you want to help?"

……

"So we're heading to the outpost fort this time?"

Haytham and Morag ran quickly along the straight road towards the outpost fortress.

"Well, I'll tell you when the specific work arrives."

Morag nodded.

Haytham had been to the outpost fortress before. There were always soldiers patrolling and training there. It was an extremely important pass in the Red Maple Territory.

Soon they arrived here and saw Lister on the city wall and the maid assistant Dao Hane Aura following closely behind him.