Transmigration of the bastard lord

The workers who were first mobilized to rescue the victims were the ones who were on duty. They were either outstanding cadres or advanced workers. Not to mention, many of them had a strong sense of identity with the current castle system. Follower application.

There are nearly [-] employees in the current castle department, but this number is obviously not enough for the castle, and all companies have tried their best to recruit newcomers.Almost all those willing to work in Anpu City failed, and all the surrounding villages and towns that could be called were also called.Helpless, many people stand still and are deeply afraid of the outside world. Ms. Nina can't bring people into the house and drive them out of the house to work.This snow disaster is indeed a disaster, but the disaster is not without opportunities.When Ms. Nancy mobilized the companies, she made it very clear that the rescued disaster victims could give priority to the rescuer's unit in the unemployment resettlement, which made the companies very happy.Manpower represents productivity, and productivity represents greater room for development; any brain that can get to the top is enough, and there is naturally unprecedented enthusiasm for disaster relief and unemployment.

Baron Herbert Marx, lord of the village of Samar, fled to Amp City with his tenants and freedmen in his small back cover, and was startled by this enthusiasm before he saw the gate; Watching these over-enthusiastic guys take the initiative to carry the weak on the trolley, and each person will carry one on the trolley, comforting the victims along the way, and actively promoting the units they work at; a set of sets These country bumpkins were terrified by their tricks, and pessimistically they thought that they would finally give up their freedom and be locked up in some black workshop and enslaved for life.

The young city manager who was the first to go out of the city to meet the refugees saw the increasingly ugly face of Baron Herbert Marx and the increasingly tense attitudes of the loyal family knights behind him, so he didn't know how to scare him So I had to keep a safe distance from Baron Herbert Marx, and racked my brains to explain: "Please don't mind, Baron. Proactive, serious and lively is the corporate culture that our lords have always advocated. They have always been So angry..."

Baron Herbert Marx was only in his early thirties, but he looked like a man in his forties.This noble-born baron with the blood of the highland warriors has long black hair, thin cheeks, protruding cheekbones, black pupils as deep as obsidian, and a messy beard covering most of his chin.Although he looks down and out, he is still a charming and handsome man.

The initial shock passed, and Baron Herbert, who had calmed down, couldn't help but frequently looked at the workers supporting his people.Goblins and dwarves combined accounted for nearly half of these workers. Such a high proportion of foreign races made Baron Herbert a little uncertain about the origin of these so-called factories.In particular, these dwarves and goblins are all red and dressed like humans, and they don't look like restrained slaves at all.

"Your Excellency Xiu, your factory owner...is a foreign race?" Herbert asked suspiciously. His family's fief is in the valley near the Roca Mountains in the northeast, and there is little communication with the outside world due to the terrain.Although it is only more than 30 kilometers away from Anpu City, the free people in the territory often come to the city, but because his style has always been different from other nobles, he is quite repelled, and he himself has no interest in dealing with the outside world.

Among the minor nobles, there are only a few who have fiefs like him, and most of them are lords who only have titles.Of course, there are few real power aristocrats with fiefdoms who treat the people as well as he does, and whose life is not as poor as that of ordinary landlords.

"Well...all of them...the current factories are all public enterprises, and the castle's investment exceeds 51%, and the owner's management authority is under the jurisdiction of the castle." Xiu, a young city manager who will only turn 20 in a few months, said carefully. His superiors have all been transferred to the Hydesside People's Army, and now he has been promoted to be the squad leader, "Please don't call me Your Excellency, Baron. After a while, the people in the city hall will arrange a temporary residence for you and your people. Now most of our people have been sent out, I think this is probably the reason why the mayor Mr. Bernard and the general office have transferred employees from various factories to help... If there is any inappropriateness, please also ask Haihan."

"I am very grateful to be able to get help, Your Excellency Xiu." Herbert bowed slightly. All the horses and oxen he owned were used to pull the cart. Now he is riding a mule, and the several family knights behind him are all Walking on two legs, no longer the name of a knight, "I may be disturbed for a while before the spring ploughing, I am very frightened."

Xiu had no choice but to smile bitterly. The enthusiasm of the workers was really misleading. The earl thought that the castle would take the opportunity to force them to stay as coolies: "Please don't say that, baron. The snowstorm is a natural disaster. In the face of disaster, The lord will naturally provide protection to his people."

With the help of the workers, the group quickly arrived at the gate of Anpu City.The people in the staff dormitories in the factory area have also been mobilized at this time, and several huge teams have been organized, some of which carry food from the city to rescue the fleeing victims; some are organized by members of the urban management team Lead and search and rescue free folk in the west, north, and east directions along the road.

Herbert and his party were directly taken into the Nancy Textile Factory closest to the main road. The female workers had already boiled a big pot of hot soup, prepared quilts, and cleaned out the idle warehouse to give the victims a shelter from the wind. .

Baron Herbert Marx didn't find any reassuring answer from Xiu's mouth, and his face was a bit unsightly along the way.After entering the factory area, I didn’t have time to marvel at the many warehouses, but I was taken aback by the reorganized team of capable and capable men. Seeing these people carrying supplies and setting off along the road, I didn’t know whether to be moved or apprehensive.He knew too well the greed of the nobles, and it was a helpless move to flee to Amp City under the natural disaster, but if these free people owed debts and became slaves because of this, then his crime would be serious.

The tenant farmers and freedmen who fled with him did not have Herbert's vision, nor could he imagine that Herbert was worrying about their personal freedom.The tall factories and the numerous factory buildings made them dizzy, and the large teams of workers running out of them in an orderly manner made them restrain their hands and feet and hold their breath.After entering the Nancy Textile Factory, I was taken into a room (empty warehouse) larger and cleaner than the auditorium. The thick walls kept out the cold wind, and a vigorous coal stove was placed every 20 meters. The warm heat made my hands and feet cold. The tense nerves of the cold people relax.People supported each other and sat down around the coal stove, and groups of women soon poured in, carrying large buckets of hot soup filled with meat and dough...

Herbert and his family of knights sat down around the coal stove closest to the warehouse gate, and it was his duty to guard his subjects to the last moment anyway.When the female workers came in with vats of hot soup, he was tempted by the scent that hit his face, and his vigilance and vigilance were instantly shaken; a strange woman with a kind face and facial features somewhat similar to his deceased wife brought a bowl full of hot soup. When the big porcelain bowl was handed to him, most of his anxiety was driven away by the warm kindness.Holding the steaming bowl of broth in his hand, Baron Herbert Marx suddenly felt that his guard seemed a bit redundant.

The dough soup with oily minced meat exudes a charming aroma. If the lord is willing to distribute this delicious and mellow broth so generously, then he is definitely not the dirty and greedy one he imagined people.Even when he was at war in the North, he had never seen such a fragrant broth at the banquets of the gentlemen.

"Drink some hot soup first, sir, be careful it burns." Mary, who was born in the town, was abandoned by her husband, and took her two children to Nancy's textile factory, her figure is plumper than when she came here; She is not young, but her stable life and good income have made her feel more at ease, the frowns that were once tightly frowned have been completely relieved, and she is also quite a bit more beautiful than before.She was the first to enter the door and saw several men dressed like knights, although they were shivering from the cold, but still faithfully protecting the women, children, old and weak in the rear, the soft place in her heart was touched lightly, and the faces of these men The serious and even vicious gentleman's tone was unexpectedly gentle.

"Please rest well, gentlemen. It will be fine, everything will be fine." Mary, who was carrying the soup bucket, smiled softly, her maternal brilliance blinded Herbert and the dogs of several family knights behind him Eye.Mary left with the soup, and the gentlemen looked at her back reluctantly, and the movements of drinking the soup were as slow as those of an old man.

The rich broth mixed with the dough enters the mouth, and the warmth enters the heart from the mouth. The soft and delicate white dough does not scratch the mouth at all, but is so smooth that eating becomes a kind of enjoyment.Several family knights were stunned, and involuntarily speeded up the action of drinking soup.

"It's delicious... This soup is so delicious. Could it be that the dough inside is pure white flour? It doesn't have any wheat bran at all, it's so delicious." A family knight smacked his lips and said.

"Hey, I said, look at this bowl...isn't this a pottery bowl?" Another family knight who had finished drinking the soup turned over the delicate and white soup bowl with curiosity on his face.

"It's porcelain." Herbert stopped the reckless actions of his family's knights, and motioned him to put down the bowl. "When we participated in the battle in the north, old Lord Root used it when he entertained us. At that time, those porcelains had flowers printed on them." Yes, you remember."

Several family knights gasped: "How generous is the lord to entertain us with porcelain?"

The excitement when he saw Mary had been suppressed by Herbert, he could not bear to look at the woman's back, and said to his family knights: "Didn't you hear that the people who picked us up said that they are here? There is a porcelain factory...it must be provided by the earl's factory."

The family knight who spoke first frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his voice a little, and said urgently: "I remembered, old George said that he had seen the goods on the shelves in the grocery store in the city. The jade bowl... is that what you are talking about? This kind of bowl costs ten copper coins, God, how many times will it cost if it is transported to the north?"

"Eh? You said this kind of bowl sells for ten copper coins? For those mud legs?" Another family knight was surprised.

Herbert turned sideways and looked at the female workers who were distributing hot soup to his people.The baskets they carried were neatly stacked with china bowls, and their relaxed attitude did not seem like they were treating valuables.

"...We haven't been out and about for a long time, and we seem to be out of step, guys." Herbert said in a low voice, with an inexplicable meaning in his heart; Immersed in the abyss of my soul, the curiosity that has not risen for a long time, "The Hydesy now seems to be really different from before."

In the spacious warehouse, their group only occupied half of the space.The tenant farmers and freedmen who drank the delicious broth sincerely thanked the female workers, but the female workers did not put on a superior posture, and their humble and gentle attitude made people feel moved.Not long after the hot soup was served, the young urban management who responded to them walked in with a girl in a priest's white robe.The young girl patrolled the crowd, and instead of preaching to the people the love of the heavenly Father, she cared about whether they were frostbitten on the way.She found out several freedmen with severe frostbite and treated them with spells on the spot. The holy magic of holy light made people unconsciously respect this girl, and they became more grateful for the care they received.

This is not the end yet, the girl who cast the Holy Light magic left in a hurry, and brought back a few stronger female workers.These female men carried a stretcher, picked up a pregnant wife of a tenant farmer's family, and carried them away. It seemed that the pregnant wife of a tenant farmer felt unwell and had to be rushed to the hospital in the city.

The tenant farmer was immediately frightened and stupid. After understanding that the girl and the female workers were helping his wife, he was even more grateful; their status as a tenant farmer who didn't even have a field was worse than that of ordinary free people , When did he encounter such generous treatment? The cautious attitude of the girls and female workers who used holy light magic towards his wife made this tenant farmer unable to find words to thank.

Baron Herbert Marx watched this scene quietly, his heart completely settled down.After the uneasiness subsided, the baron couldn't help but want to know the current lord's lord because of his curiosity. He barely knew that the lord changed a few years ago, and the current lord of Hydesy is the famous Fran The son of the Grand Duke's family.What kind of aristocrat is this Sieg Frandi?

Siglian, who was sitting in Maqi City, sneezed several times. On the other side, somewhere in the southernmost part of Hydesey's territory, a huge, terrifying, gray-white bone dragon hovered in mid-air like a headless fly.

The cold wind like a knife rolled the snowflakes, and the roar of the wind mixed with the sound of the bone dragon vibrating its bone wings. In the vast, uninhabited white desolation, it looked strange and terrifying.

On the back of the bone dragon, Mr. Davis supported a mental force field around his body, blocking the cold wind like a bone-scraping steel knife; he stepped on a magic circle of nothingness under his feet, and held a crystal ball in his palm, squinting his eyes solemnly , what is being detected through the released wizard's eye.His expression is solemn and majestic, his expression is dignified but inviolable, he appears so majestic and so reliable in this desperate situation of cold winter where the world is changing color...

Behind Mr. Davis, Fu You was sitting with disc-legged legs, surrounded by a circle of radiant and colorful Dou Qi, exuding a huge coercion.The wind and snow that passed by him seemed not to dare to violate his domain, and avoided him carefully.

Brother Guang weakly put his hands on his knees sitting cross-legged, his chin resting on his palms, his expression was somewhat casual and cynical, but it seemed more helpless...

"Admit it honestly, Davis! You're just lost, aren't you?"

Demigod Master Frandi straightened his waist suddenly, and let out a roar full of grief, anger, depression, and pain...

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In the city of March

Seeger put down the emergency distress letter sent by White Farm Schill in doubt, and asked Andrew strangely: "Didn't Guang and Davis set off early? Why haven't they arrived there yet?"

Andrew: "Well... If they were taking ordinary flying beasts, they should have arrived..."

Seeger: "Don't be a snob. Otherwise, the research and development funding allocated to your personal hobby will be halved."

Andrew: "Earl, you can't do this! Don't you like thornless boiled fish!"

Sig: "3, 2..."

Andrew: "I mean, if for some reason they replace the normal flying beasts with something else, such as Davis' summons, then in this kind of weather, just based on the positioning of the wizard's eye, It's really normal to get lost and go around in circles..."

Sig: "..."

Andrew: "Actually, this is also understandable. If Mr. Guangda wants to protect himself with the power of faith, ordinary flying beasts can't resist that kind of coercion at all..."

Sig paid: "...those two idiots."