The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 107 Artificial Sterilization?

"Lord Yunfeng, you really know how to concoct Dragon Blood Potion?" Roland asked incredulously. Dragon Blood Potion is a divine medicine for breaking through ranks in the game. Its ability is to increase the upper limit of magic power or battle qi and break through the rank barrier. It is extremely sought after by players who aspire to become sixth-rank masters. However, in the game's setting, Dragon Blood Potion has always been a lost medicine. The potion rewards that players obtain are all the stockpiles of various factions.

“Of course, but it requires pure dragon blood!” Yun Feng nodded. As a wise man, he was very confident in his alchemy skills! What difficulty could there be in a mere dragon blood potion?
"Alright, I'll write a note so you can ask Caslo for some money. Whether he gives it to you or not is his problem." Roland decided to be upfront about the worst-case scenario, just in case Caslo refused to bleed Kaldor.
"Of course, thank you, Your Highness. I will go and persuade Sir Caslo!" Yun Feng smiled with satisfaction.

"Alright, just don't cause any trouble..." Roland rubbed his forehead with one hand. Although wise men are not known for their combat strength, there really wasn't anyone in the Lagrange Kingdom who could suppress him, not even a fifth-tier combatant.

……

"Hmm~" Roland stretched, rubbed his slightly hungry stomach, stood up, lifted the curtain, and went out.

"Go and find out what we're having for dinner tonight?" Roland turned to ask the knight standing guard at the door.

"Yes, Your Highness!" The knight pounded his chest and turned to leave.

Roland donned a fur coat and decided to visit his city. Passing through the castle gates, Roland walked onto the somewhat deserted streets of Swiftstream City. With only about two thousand residents, Swiftstream City was still not enough to fill its current population. Roland opened the system's territory panel and habitually checked the current status of his territory.

Swiftstream City:
Area: One kilometer in radius.

Building units: 1 ruined lord's castle, 200 ordinary wooden houses, intermediate magic-inlaid walls, stone well, blacksmith shop, barracks, archer's temple.

Commanders: Caslo (Tier 3), Renault (Tier 4), Radil (Tier 4), Yunfeng (Tier 6)
Special Personnel: Ivy (Tier 3)
City Defense Officer: Marcus (Tier 4)
Political Officer: Lance (Second Rank)
Troop strength: 2038
Holy Knights Order: 100 Tier 2 Knights.

Lagrange City Guards: 100 Tier 2 Warriors

Battanian Shooters: 700 Tier 2 Shooters.

Dovenian Heavy Swordsmen: 100 Tier 2 Swordsmen.

El Niño Ranger: 50 Tier 2 Rangers.

Swiftflow Legion: 683 Swiftflow Infantry

Recruit 200 light infantrymen.

Lagrange Heavy Cavalry: 100 heavy cavalrymen

Priests: 5 Tier 2 Priests

Population: 2216 (837 civilians who can be trained)
Assessment: The lonely king led his surviving people back to their homeland and built this city with high walls. The city had few inhabitants, but everything was progressing well. Its military was strong enough to defend the city, but it couldn't withstand the emerging darkness alone. The good news was that the city finally welcomed its own garrison commander and administrators. The end of the war brought a glimmer of hope to Lagrange's last remaining territory!
Abilities: 1. As the only territory of the Kingdom of Lagrange in Middle-earth, she will attract the remnants of Lagrange. The system will guide a wave of wandering Lagrange civilians to her territory every day, hoping that the lord can properly settle them.

2. Allow the recruitment of local civilians to train swift infantry.

Roland carefully examined the area and found that apart from the addition of a few civilians, there were basically no changes... Wait! Why is there a new territory on this territory page? Tuput Forest? Roland was taken aback, then realized that the system could also view the territories he had conferred titles upon.

"Check the territory—Tuput Forest!" Roland murmured.
Area: 83 square kilometers
Lord: Baldr
Lordship: Baron

Territory inhabitants: 791

Territory Facilities: 175 log cabins, 4 wells, and several fences.

Evaluation: A barren vassal territory with virtually nothing to offer except for the centaurs' excellent combat prowess.

Ability: Allows King Lagrange to conscript the centaur army of this region!
"So shabby?" Roland was speechless. Did they really have nothing to offer except for recruiting centaur armies?
"Forget it, it's good enough that we can even recruit troops." Roland sighed helplessly. Everyone else who transmigrates manages to dominate, fighting their way through with ease, invincible all the way. Only his terrible system gives him everything by chance, and the items in the shop are ridiculously expensive! Forget being invincible, even maintaining a small territory is difficult…

"Ugh, what kind of garbage is this?" Roland pulled out a small square in a plastic package, something that any Earthling would understand.

"The family planning supplies I got from signing in a few days ago... I don't even have a girlfriend and you give me this? System, are you mocking me? Why do other systems give out wives and you don't?" Roland looked at the family planning supplies in his hand with displeasure.

"Ding! Strong resentment detected in the host, activating the hidden mission - Empress of the World! Mission requirements: Find a queen candidate recognized by the system, within one year! Mission reward: One random sixth-tier professional! Mission failure penalty: Decreased fertility!" The system's cold voice rang out.

"Holy crap! System, you son of a bitch!" Roland exclaimed in shock. What was this "decreased fertility" thing? So you're just saying I'm impotent and that's it! Before, you told me to bury myself, and now you're just giving me sterilization treatment?

"Please do your best to complete the mission, host!" the system replied mechanically.

"Damn it! Artificial sterilization, is that even possible?" Roland cursed.

"Please keep up the good work, host!" The system's calm voice echoed in Roland's mind.

"Can't you just be a decent human being? Please, just be a decent human being! I don't even know how to fill that abyss in Moria! And now you're pulling this stunt on me?" Roland was feeling really flustered! Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no offspring! This system is just eliminating all traces of the problem!
"Host, please strive for development and restore Lagrange's glory as soon as possible!"

"I'll give you a piece of my mind!" Roland immediately dispelled the light barrier in front of him; looking any further... would be a pain in the ass!
"Where am I supposed to find a queen candidate? There's a ton of unresolved issues in Swiftstream City! And what does 'approved by the system' even mean?" Roland was touched by the system's tricky approach; this mission was really great!

"If all else fails, how about we bring Arwen back? The Queen of Aragon is definitely worthy of being called Queen Lagrange," Roland said, rubbing his chin as he pondered.

At this time, Ravendale.

"Huh?" Elrond let out a soft exclamation, unsure if it was just his imagination, but he had a feeling that someone was after his daughter. In fact, not only was someone after her, but there were two of them…

"Hmm? Someone is thinking of me? Is it Aragorn...?" Arwen vaguely sensed that someone was thinking of her, and instinctively thought that Aragorn was missing her. She sat on the swing and smiled shyly, her eyes full of tenderness.

……

"Forget it, spring is almost here. Let's get the people to start cultivating the land first. This monotonous diet almost made me throw up!" Roland complained about the monotonous Western diet. Coming from the Great Foodie Empire, Roland had very high standards for food. Compared to the Blue Star where Roland used to live, the food here was so bad it was almost like shit!
"Spring is coming... Alas! We're going to run out of food again!" Roland thought about his nearly empty castle, where food supplies were running low. But thankfully, the people of Lagrange were hardworking. If they could organize the professionals to cultivate the wasteland, the city of Swiftstream should be able to be self-sufficient in food after the autumn harvest this year.

(End of this chapter)