Lord In A Western Fantasy World

Chapter 7

Lucia was a little surprised when she walked out of the castle.

Tim had indeed done her instructions and found someone for her. Lucia glanced and found that all her people on the ground the eighteen residents of Mershburg, except the elves in the castle were here.

If the number of her subjects was any larger, she would not be able to count so quickly.

The inhabitants of the abyss had never worked so actively for her, and Lucia was moved and asked Tim: " Does everyone want to do something for me? "

　　Tim is worried.

　　Everyone has selfish intentions. The reward for this job is so generous. She originally wanted to quietly tell the goblins she knew, and then select a few more robust half-humans, but she did not expect to be heard by a human being when she spoke.

It was passed on from ten to ten, and there were only twenty people in Moshi"s full count. The news couldn"t be hidden at all. People crowded in front of Tim, shouting and blaming her for her injustice.

　　" What"s wrong with the injustice? " Tim blushed and sneered: " Did n"t you guys do the same back then, you fought to get a bigger bowl of white beans, tried your best, and even fought hard?? "

　　The joy of survival made them temporarily forget everything before, and what kind of era this was - the scale of justice has long been shattered by disasters, and everyone is trying to survive by any means possible. In the end, someone proposed to go to the lord together and let the adult make the decision.

　　The one who said this was a half-human, a tauren. He knew that he had more advantages in this kind of strength work, and he made this suggestion, and in the end no one could find a strong reason to oppose it.

Tim bowed his head deeply, his whole face almost facing the ground. She could feel the lord"s gaze falling on her, and she anxiously guessed the lord"s mood at this time, and was also worried about herself.

goblin is thinner than any other race, and she thinks her chances are slim. Four new clothes flew away with wings, which made Tim"s heart heavy and sad.

　　"... yes, my lord, " she replied, cheering up, " please choose whatever you want. "

was a sad color on the goblin in front of her, and Lucia was a little confused, but she didn"t think deeply. Her eyes swept around the people who looked at her expectantly, and there was a little excitement in her heart.

She once picked up a color book in the abyss, which depicts the competition between the two major legions. The protagonist is a smart and calm legion commander who has a lot of experience in arranging troops.

Lucia fell in love with the feeling that someone would fight wherever she pointed, so she found her undead people and arranged tasks for them - the consequences of this impulsiveness can be imagined. Not only were her people not obedient, but one of them rushed into her palace when she was not paying attention, and took the book away with great might.

　　Although a benevolent and tolerant lord knows how to tolerate his own people, Lucia was so unhappy that she didn"t even eat.

Among her inhabitants are three and a half human beings, five human beings. Because of their race, these people seem physically stronger than goblins, even in a state of chronic starvation.

Lucia pointed them out: " You are responsible for cleaning up the ruins of the houses around the farmland. "

The people who were named showed a look of joy, but the mood of the goblins standing beside them was obviously much lower. But they had already expected this scene, restrained their emotions, and did not want to make this kind lord unhappy.

Tim lowered his head and glanced at his child, the little goblin was hugging her legs, bare arms, legs and feet exposed outside the old and tattered clothes.

When he heard the news, Tim had imagined countless times in his mind what kind of clothes he would make from that brand new cloth. She even groaned for a while she knew how to sew, but she didn"t have a needle and thread.

　　... It"s just that now she doesn"t have to worry about these troubles.

　　As soon as this thought rose in Tim"s mind, the Lord Lord"s voice sounded again.

　　"The goblins can clear the fields, mend the wooden bridges, and we"ll have to start planting again. When the quest is done, you"ll all be able to get a piece of cloth. " said the gentle, quiet voice, " Tim, do you want to be the castle cook?? "

　　This can be called a twist of the curve. The unprepared goblins were stunned for a moment, jumping up in surprise, and Tim also raised his head abruptly.

She was in a trance, unable to believe what she had just heard.

　　... the cook?

Anyone who has spent time in a lord"s kitchen will know the benefits of being a cook not only living in the strongest and most secure castle in the entire domain, but also enjoying the extra, For the rest of the food, there is no need to worry about starvation.

The goblin he knew next to her gave her a slight push, and then Tim came back to his senses, as if he was afraid that Lucia would change her mind in the next second, and hurriedly replied: " Yes, Lord Lord, of course I do! "

　　This was the first time they had worked for the new lord, and it was such a well-paid job. People scattered in all directions, hurried to where they should go, all of them wanting to perform well in front of the lord.

Most of the houses in Mershburg are made of wood, and the houses in the area near the castle were basically built before darkness fell - there was still a small forest on Mershburg at that time, and wood was an easy obtained resources.

　　The people here build houses without processing the cut trees into planks, but cut grooves at both ends of the wood that can be embedded into another piece of wood, build houses directly with wood, and then stuff leaves and wet mud between the wood. gap.

house has been knocked out of shape, the wood can be reused. Whether it is a relatively complete wood or a relatively finely fragmented wood block and wood chip, it can find a way to reuse it.

Lucia watched her people busy, and a sense of satisfaction rose in her heart.

If someone stood up straight now and looked in the direction of the Lord, they would notice that the gentleman who had always looked calm and indifferent slightly curved his lips, and his pale golden eyes also curved into crescent moons - she finally finished it. The wish that the picture book has been robbed is unforgettable, and it is rare to experience the taste of happiness.

However, these residents were all working hard and failed to notice the satisfied smile on the Lord"s face. It was not easy to clean up the rubble or rebuild the farmland. They worked hard and did not rest until the noon sun scorched the earth.

Meanwhile, Tim in the kitchen is preparing lunch.

She used to be a helper in the kitchen, never prepared food by herself, and never dared to make a mistake. There was not much food in the cellar. Tim recalled the instructions of the cook in the past, and carefully picked out five large and small beans from the bag full of white ground beans, peeled them and cut them into pieces, and threw them away. Boil in water.

Then she began to prepare the lord"s meal - taking a long piece of meat, cutting it in half, hanging the half back, and brought the only bottle of wine in the cellar. She mixed the wine with water, cleaned the meat, and cooked it in the wine. The cook had cooked like this three times. The first and second times, the boiled soup was poured out. The last time, a lot of spices were sprinkled in, and it was ready to serve.

Tim had never tasted these delicate looking delicacies and had no idea what they tasted like. The old cook would cut off a small piece of meat and taste it herself when preparing food, to see if it tasted as expected, but she was reluctant to do so even though the lord was clearly more merciful.

She stared at the piece of meat closely, realizing that its color and aroma were the same as the meat cooked by the cook, and she was relieved.

wine and spice wafted out of the kitchen, and Lucia followed the smell in.

She was sitting outside, studying what kind of traps she should set around this territory before leaving - after all, her people on the ground are very delicate. After the gods came back, they wouldn"t be able to see them alive and kicking. But the smell was too conspicuous for her to concentrate.

When Tim saw her, he hurriedly called out, " Lord Lord. "

Lucia nodded, and her eyes fell on the pieces of meat that were being boiled in the wine.

Encyclopedia of Ketassi, but she is temporarily unable to match this dish with any one in the book, perhaps this is a private and exclusive recipe. Lucia looked away and noticed the boiling pot of white ground bean soup.

　　It was really just white ground bean soup, the slightly cloudy water had nothing but white ground beans, and it was very bland compared to the wine meat piled with spices.

Tim noticed her gaze, for fear of her misunderstanding, he quickly explained: " These are the ones outside..."

　　Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly got stuck. The share of these meals was prepared according to the daily meal given to slaves when the previous lord was still alive. Now that the violent master is dead, she does not know what to call herself.

　　Before turning a corner in his mind, Tim heard the Lord Lord say: " Is n"t there still meat in the cellar? "

　　" Ah? Yes, my lord, in the cellar"

　　" Then make more meat. " Lucia frowned slightly, no doubt.

Tim stayed for a few seconds.

　　" Sir, there are not many ingredients left in the cellar. " She reacted and said, "The meat is too precious, we have enough white ground beans to survive, it has always been like this. "

White ground bean soup is bland and tasteless, no one would want to eat meat, if others told Tim to do so, she would never foolishly refuse - just this Lord Lord is different. She was so generous that Tim felt ashamed at times, and Tim couldn"t hide anything from her.

The skinny little goblin stood beside the stove, and the clothes with countless holes and openings were loosely placed on her body, and her ever humble face was engraved with wrinkles that symbolized misery.

They clearly needed the nutrition brought by food, but she spoke to Lucia like this.

moment of silence, Lucia narrowed her eyes slightly.

It was just an arc so small that it was almost invisible, but it was still noticed by the respectful Tim. Her mind went blank for a moment, realizing that she was taking the liberty to stare at the Lord, and hurriedly lowered her head in shock.

　　" don"t worry, tim, " the lord said to her, " you won"t have to worry about food from now on. "