Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

After experiencing the disaster of the monster invasion, neither the residents nor the refugees lost their enthusiasm, but became even more passionate.

Because every government decree issued by the Lord's Mansion can benefit everyone. As long as they work hard, they can even live better than before.

It is said to be high pay and high return, and everyone wants to work non-stop all day long, trick others to death, and put all the money in their own pockets.

If it were the previous territory, this would be tantamount to self-destruction, but after Ron obtained the entry for [Outstanding People and Places] for the territory, there was no shortage of resources, and the finances of the Baron Mansion were now temporarily controlled by Rosalind. With her here , there will be no shortage of funds.

Compared with the original residents of Arnold Territory, refugees cannot be paid with gold coins, but with food.

In the study, Joyce made a routine report.

Ron took a look at her complexion. She looked pretty good and seemed to have had a good rest.

"The residents of Gunnar Town have almost been transferred. Because of the mines in Barris Town, Mr. Black left two thousand people behind."

Joyce noticed Ron's eyes, her pretty face turned slightly red, lowered her head and continued to report, but her voice was lower than before.

"There are currently a total of 24,510 refugees in the territory, and more than half have participated in the construction of the new city. For the rest, Miss Rosalind has arranged new jobs for them."

There are more than 10,000 people, and these are only the refugees. Some of the residents of the Arnold Territory themselves will also join.

With a population of this size, the efficiency of building a new city will be greatly improved.

Because there were too many people, Ron purchased food twice more from Viscount Gordon. On the other hand, after hearing from his daughter Theresa that Arnold's territory was in short supply of food, Marquis Alfred sent a caravan to deliver a large amount of food.

The war with Earl Eugene is still going on, but the Marquis is not under much pressure. Compared to Earl Eugene's family, which has become stronger in the past ten years, the century-old Alfred family has more foundation. It is the other party that should be anxious.

With the help of Viscount Gordon and the Marquis, the Arnold Territory will not be short of food for a long time. When the potatoes mature, a large amount of money can be saved to purchase food.

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When Joyce goes back to work and Ron is free, he only needs to control the general direction and leave the rest to others.

There are specialties in the art industry, so it would be a waste to retain talents and not use them.

Ron sat for a while, then stood up and left the study. The maids and attendants in the mansion were busy moving furniture and other items.

Colin acted quickly and finished the design in just one day. He showed it to Ron and he was full of praise.

The area of ​​the new mansion is ten times that of the previous one, which is quite exaggerated. In Colin's design, there are four gardens, planted with plants of different seasons, so that the future baroness can enjoy flowers every day.

When Ron heard his explanation, his expression was tense. How do you, a big muscular man, say such delicate words?

Incomprehensible.

Then, according to Ron's request, a separate area was divided for a vegetable garden. Although the territory can be planted everywhere now, he still wants to open a vegetable garden at his home to grow the things he likes.

The Mirakel tree has broken through to the blue quality, and its root system covers an extremely wide area, so it is not afraid of not being able to absorb the energy essence it releases.

There are many aspects of Colin's design that amazed Ron, and the last highlight is the lake inside the mansion!

That's right, Colin wanted to carve out a lake in the mansion, which had never been done before in other noble mansions. When he found Ron with the design drawings, he felt uneasy, but he didn't expect it to pass smoothly.

Ron was in deep thought, walked out of the room, and saw a group of people doing something in the yard through the corridor window. He was curious and wanted to find out.

In the courtyard.

Taylor worked hard to dig the soil in the pit alone, and a circle of people around his head watched him dig while urging him from time to time.

"Taylor, can you do it? If you are so slow, when will you be able to dig out a lake?" Cliff laughed.

"Humph, how could I not be able to do it? Come down and compete if you have the skills." Taylor replied unconvinced, and then continued digging in the soil.

The others laughed a few times, and Marvin asked Colin: "Mr. Colin, it will take a lot of time to dig alone, right?"

Colin crossed his arms, the biceps on his arms trembled, and nodded: "According to my design, it will take all of you a month to dig out."

Ibuprofen saw the muscles on his arms and couldn't help but make the same movement. Compared to Colin, the shape of the muscles on his arms was more beautiful.

Colin raised his eyebrows and looked at Ibuprofen.

At this time, Anthony suddenly said: "Why don't we invite Mr. Jeff over and use his big rocks to smash out the pit. It will save time and effort. We only need to deal with the meteorite."

Harvey looked at Anthony with a surprised look, "When did you become smarter? I thought you would have nothing nice to say."

Anthony's face darkened.

"Then let's do it this way." Colin thought for a while and agreed to the plan.

The group left the yard, leaving Tyler in the pit with a confused look on his face, like this again?

He worked hard to clean up the damaged wall that day, but the next day he was pushed back and told to rebuild, but his efforts were in vain. This time, he dug the hole and said there was no need to dig it.

"Hey, why are you alone? What are you doing?" At this time, a voice came, and Taylor looked up.

"Lord, I'm training." Taylor showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He felt that he was being bullied.

train?

The method is quite unique. Thinking that Sig had previously reported that Taylor had the skills to easily open locks, there was no doubt that he might have other escape skills?

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In the front yard, under the Mirakel tree, two figures were playing chess, with another person standing beside them.

Ron put down his piece, looked at Abel, and asked with a smile: "Are you feeling better?"

Abel, who was sitting opposite him, was thinking about what to do. When he suddenly asked him, his expression straightened and he said: "I have no health problems anymore. Lord, that fruit."

In order to save him, Abel felt guilty for wasting such a precious treasure. Ron smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry too much, surviving is better than anything else."

Looking at his calm appearance, Abel's nose felt sore and his heart was filled with infinite respect.

"It's your turn."

Abel nodded, and then made a move. Sigur next to him suddenly said, "Captain, isn't your move wrong?"

Hearing this, Abel glared at him, "Didn't the lord say that he would watch the chess without saying a word?"

Being scolded by the captain, Sig flinched and glanced at Ron timidly. This was a rule set by the lord. When the two of them played chess, they were not allowed to find helpers!

Ron looked at Sig in surprise, "Can you still understand chess? Come on, let's talk about it. If you can play better than Abel, I won't punish you this time."

"Then I'll say it." Sig touched his bald head and then expressed his opinion.

".If you do this again, you can connect to five pieces."

Yes, they were playing backgammon. Abel frowned after listening to Sig's words. He had to say that Sig's place was indeed better than his.

Hiss~

Ron took a breath and looked at Sig's bald head. Could this be the legendary 'flash of inspiration'?

The hairless Sig seemed much smarter than before.

He coughed lightly and said, "Forget it this time, you won't be so lucky next time if you make any noise."

Seager felt lucky knowing he had escaped a penalty.

The game between the two continued, and Ron said while thinking about the chess game: "The one you ate is called the Miracle Fruit, which contains mysterious and unpredictable miraculous power. It resides in your body, and you are alive because of it."

After thinking about it, Ron planned to tell Abel about the power in him. The power of miracles was very obscure and would not be shown at ordinary times. Even if he wanted to feel it, he couldn't feel it.

Otherwise, just like ancestor Arnold, he would die before even reaching the legendary realm.

After inferring that Arnold's ancestor had also eaten the Miracle Fruit, Ron looked through the family history and found that there were very few stories about his ancestor, which could be summed up in two words - wife-loving, homebody.

Since becoming the lord, Ancestor Arnold rarely ventures out, and the probability of triggering the power of miracles has become smaller. He has never broken through to the realm of legend in his life. Otherwise, according to his age, Ron would still be able to see his ancestor's body with his own eyes. Appearance.

After hearing the lord talk about the mysterious fruit, Abel and Sig pricked up their ears and pretended to listen carefully.

Ron continued: "This miraculous power is very special. I can't summarize it in a few words, but its power is undoubtedly powerful. In ordinary people, it is useless. In extraordinary people, it can An explosion of unimaginable power.”

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Abel, and said in a joking tone: "Perhaps this power is enough to overthrow the three great empires."

Gudu~

Cold sweat broke out on Abel's forehead, Sig swallowed, and the two of them even forgot to breathe.

"Haha, look how scared you are." Ron laughed.

Seeing the laughing lord, Abel was relieved. It turned out to be a joke. He thought to himself that compared to the power of destroying the three empires, the power of protecting the lord was more suitable for him.

In the end, Ron won this game of chess.

He waved to Abel. Abel looked solemn, stood up from his position, and knelt on one knee in front of Ron. Ron was about to write a new entry for him, but he did not shy away from Sig beside him.

The favorability of these two people has increased to 99 points, which is the highest among everyone.

Ron stretched out his hand and put his fingers on Abel's forehead. He didn't know if the power of miracle would be triggered, and then another golden one?

After dozens of minutes, he took his hand back. It seemed that Miracle was stuck in traffic. Ron waved his hand and said, "Call Thomas over."

Seeing the lord's expression, Abel knew that it was because of his 'physical constitution' that the granting of strength failed again, and he looked somewhat remorseful.

At this moment, he still believed Ron's statement that it was because of his special physique that the process of granting power was not so smooth.

"By the way, Abel said you are about to break through the third level? When."

Ron suddenly asked Sig that as long as he broke through to the third level, he could open another entry slot. With Sig's [a blessing in disguise] attribute, it was easier than others to obtain high-quality entries.

"Lord, I am already a third-level knight." Sig replied seriously.

Ron was stunned.

"Yesterday, I went to the Black Valley Forest to collect sunflower seeds, and I had a breakthrough on the way back."

Then Ron waved to him.

Seeing the lord's action, Sig's eyes widened, and then he was ecstatic. He understood this action.

In a flash, he knelt in front of Ron. The speed made Abel's mouth twitch.

More than ten minutes passed, and Ron sighed inwardly. Without triggering the attribute of the entry, the highest quality was only blue, but he couldn't imagine what else of value Sig could lose.

Food, drink, housing, clothing, and equipment were all provided by the Baron's Palace. He already knew about the salary, so he really had nothing to throw away.

"In this way, Sig, when you go out, please pay attention to some more precious things and bring them back to me. High-level monster materials, treasures, ancient relics, etc. will do."

In desperation, Ron could only think of this solution.

Abel said: "The lord needs these, I can go find them for you."

Ron shook his head, "Don't interfere, let Sig look for it alone."

If it was a gift from someone else, it wouldn't count. Otherwise, he would have given other items to Sig and then transferred them back.

"Go ahead and call Thomas."

Ron waved his hand. After that night, the other knights broke through 95 points of favorability, reaching the limit of Ron's entries for them. When he thought that all the Guardian Knights had purple-quality entries and were loyal to him, My heart is filled with pride.

He counted the number of people and said in a regretful tone: "It's a pity that there is one less person, otherwise we could make up the twelve Knights of the Round Table."

What is said is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

The two of them, Abel, who hadn't gone far yet, wrote down the words 'Twelve Knights of the Round Table' in their hearts.

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The day passed quickly. Ron returned to his room and was completely wiped out when writing entries for others. There was not a single purple entry.

"Melitoya, why did you come to sleep in my room again?" As soon as he opened the door, Ron saw a figure lying on his bed.

Recently, Melitoya always comes to sleep with her brother, and she seems very clingy.

"No, no way? Brother."

Melitoya looked timid, holding a stuffed doll about the same height as her in her small hands, her head lowered.

The doll in her arms was bought from the royal capital. Yes, it was the gift chosen by Sig.

Looking at Melitoya's appearance, Ron couldn't say no. Compared to her initial attitude of being a doormat, Melitoya seemed to understand her advantages.

"Go to sleep."

Upon hearing her brother's permission, Melitoya looked happy, quickly gave up her seat, made the bed, and once Ron lay down, she wrapped herself around him again, staring at him with a pair of round eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked helplessly.

Melitoya's eyes lit up, "I want to hear my brother continue telling stories."

Ron showed an expression like "I knew it." He told Melitoa a fairy tale out of interest, but she didn't expect that she would be fascinated by it.

After a long silence, when Melitoya thought her brother was angry, Ron spoke, "There was a mountain, and there was a palace on the mountain, and in the palace there was an old king and a little prince."

Two minutes later, Ron exhaled, looked at Melitoya who was asleep, and finally fell asleep.

Taking care of children is so tiring.