Gwen Cecil had returned safely, bringing with him a document signed by the king and news of the royal family's support.
Viscount Andrew, who had been waiting in Tanzania Town for nearly three months, felt that he had made the right decision. The founding hero of 700 years ago did not let him down. He was not a mere warrior as he had initially feared, but a man of cunning and strategy.
But he did not expect that the founding hero would choose the Gloom Mountains as the starting point of his family's revival.
As a small noble in the southern border region, Viscount Andrew naturally wasn't unfamiliar with the Gloom Mountain Range. In fact, the former Cecil Hill and Leslie Hill Hill were located to the north of the Gloom Mountain Range. Moreover, on a clear day, as long as one raised his head, he could see the magnificent natural barrier. The mountains blocked the unhealthy air from the Gondor wasteland. At the same time, due to the numerous monsters and the frequent ghost stories, many people would turn pale when they talked about it. Even the most fearless hunters rarely went to the Gloom Mountains to make a living, even if the southern lords had opened up the hunting rights in the mountains.
The former Cecil territory was located a little to the west of the northern part of the Gloom Mountains. To the northeast was Tanzania Town, and the new Cecil territory that Gwen had chosen was located southeast of Tanzania Town. The three roughly formed a triangle, but the new Cecil territory was the closest to the Gloom Mountains. Its southern part was even directly deep into the mountains.
The Whitewater River flowing in front of Tanzania Town had a tributary that would flow into the new Cecil territory. In terms of transportation, the new home was a good place. It would be easy to get support from Tanzania Town, and if the territory was developed in the future, the cost of trade would be reduced a lot.
But the premise was that Gwen and his people could really establish a foothold in the barren land.
In Viscount Andrew's castle, the thin and serious noble seemed to be very worried. "With all due respect, Your Excellency, the first place you chose is not … suitable. Although there is a lot of land there, it is too close to the Dark Mountain Range. It lacks the protection of a civilized society, and the beasts in the mountains are a big threat. Also, every year during the Month of Mist, the Wind of Filth will blow over the mountains from the Wasteland of Gondor. The strong soldiers may be fine, but the poor peasants and serfs can't handle it …" Viscount Andrew said worriedly.
"You should have seen the map. You should know that although the places I can choose are vast, the situation is similar." Gwen seemed to be unconcerned. "In the circle of land next to the Gloom Mountains, the land I have chosen is the best. The Wind of Impure, which can be resisted with medicine and magic, but I will find a way to guard against it. as long as we can survive the Wind of Impure for the first year, we will be able to mine from the Gloom Mountains, and we will be able to establish the territory.."
He could not just say that the reason he chose that place was because there was a 700-year-old treasure vault buried in the mountains, could he?
At the very least, he had to wait until he opened the treasury and took everything in his hands before he could let outsiders know about this matter. Moreover, it had to be a limited amount. It was impossible to completely hide it. Those materials had to be used eventually. Once they were used for construction, even a fool would be able to guess the truth.
He could only ensure that before those things were used, the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
Seeing Gwen's firm attitude, Viscount Andrew could not say anything more. He just reminded him, "This is your decision, and I will do my best to support it. But please remember our initial deal."
Gwen smiled and said, "Don't worry, the Cecil Family never owes a debt. If you don't trust me, I will give you one or two of my antiques."
Rebecca, who was sitting across the table and reporting the Captical to Aunt Heti, suddenly looked up and looked at Gwen. Her eyes were shining. Her ancestor had the same idea as her! Did this mean that she had inherited the family style?
Heti knocked on Rebecca's head and said, "Don't look around. Go on. You were at the king's banquet, and you were busy eating from the beginning to the end?"
"I also drank. I'm an adult now, I can drink a little …"
Looking at the brainless girl, Heti was in despair. "Oh my God …"
As for Viscount Andrew, he couldn't accept Gawain's' good intentions'. He hurriedly waved his hand. "It's fine, it's fine. I believe in the Cecil Family's reputation and the promise of the country's founding hero … When do you intend to set off?"
"The sooner the better." Gwen nodded. "We will leave when the supplies are ready. The support promised by the king will have to wait for at least a month. I have to let my people get a foothold in their new home first. "
For the people who had escaped from the disaster of the old Cecil Territory, the three-month recovery period was over. The return of the feudal lord from the Captical meant that they had to immediately prepare for a new life.
Most of them did not know what their new life would be like.
Knight Philip and Knight Byron were sent out. They brought people to Tanzania Town to buy the necessary supplies and materials for the construction of the new territory. Food, tools, tents, medicine, and many other necessities that they had never thought of.
The supplies that needed to be prepared were piled up like a mountain. Even Heti, who had been assisting in the management of the territory, and Byron, who was an old minister of the Cecil family, did not know where to start. No one knew what was needed to build a territory from scratch. In this regard, only Gwen could help. During the Great Expansion Period 700 years ago, the ancestors of Ansu built their home from scratch. Gwen's memory of the things that needed to be prepared during the expansion period was valuable experience.
Of course, due to the 700 years difference, Gwen's experience and knowledge might not be completely useful. However, the basic theory was not too far off.
No matter how the tools developed and changed, the problems that the pioneers had to solve in the wilderness were the same. It was nothing more than basic necessities, food, shelter, transportation, medical care, and protection.
As for the problem of funds, the gold and silver that Viscount Andrew had previously returned to the Cecil family. In addition to the money that Knight Philip had saved, although it was not abundant, it was still barely enough to prepare the initial supplies.
The refugees from Cecil's territory were walking around the town, buying supplies and hiring vehicles. This naturally attracted the attention of the locals. They had all heard the news of the revival of the founding hero. Recently, they had also heard that Cecil's daughter had returned from the Captical. Naturally, they knew that these 'outsiders' who had lived in the town for three months were finally leaving.
With regards to the departure of these 'outsiders', most of the lower class people of Tanzania Town did not care. However, when the 'outsiders' left to buy a lot of things, this allowed the town's merchants to make a lot of money. As a result, their complaints towards their feudal lord immediately decreased. Before this, the feudal lord had requisitioned a lot of shacks for the 'outsiders' to live in. Furthermore, the poor refugees could not even scavenge a few copper coins from them, which made many merchants very dissatisfied with them.
While the two family Knight's rushed to prepare supplies, Gwen had Heti and Rebecca count all the people of Cecil's territory. He had them make a detailed list of the 800 survivors.
"Be precise to the name, age, gender, health, and skill of each person. Also, make a separate list. Make a separate list of carpenters, stonemasons, and blacksmiths. That's right, if possible, give each person a number to make it easier to check. "
This was the task that Gwen assigned to his two great-great-great-great-granddaughters. He thought it would be very easy, but he did not expect that his two great-granddaughters would be confused.
They had never heard of a basic registration of information, and did not know how this so-called 'form' was made.
"Even a basic population registration has not been done?" Seeing the blank expression on Heti and Rebecca's faces, Gwen felt that he was even more confused than the other party. "Then how do you count the population of your territory?"
Rebecca answered with a face full of innocence. "The territory around the castle is managed by Aunt Heti. The Knight's fief is managed by the Knight himself. Roughly how many men, women, old people, and children there are is enough to know. As for who is the blacksmith and who is the carpenter, the people living in the surrounding area know each other, so it's fine to just ask around."
Gwen: "… …"
What the hell? Just ask around? The legendary ruling of the country with a gaze, a calm face, and a shout to conquer the world?
Noticing the change of expression on Gwen's face, Heti suddenly became nervous. "Ancestor … Did you and the late king use that form to count the population when you built the country?"
Gwen quickly went through the information in his mind. After a while, his face turned green.
Bloody hell … It was even messier back then.
The Kingdom of Gondor collapsed overnight. The prosperous and developed central area was completely destroyed. Those who survived the first wave of impact were all the people in the remote areas. The ancient empire was a classic example of an unbalanced society, and its development was almost deformed in Gwen's eyes. Because the magical technology in this world relied on the focus of magic, and the natural focus of magic was limited, all the advanced technology of the Kingdom of Gondor was piled up around the most powerful focus of magic in the center of the continent, the 'Deep Blue'. As for the remote areas where the focus of magic was thin …
It was unbelievably backward.
Therefore, when the Mana Tide erupted with the 'Deep Blue' as the epicenter, all the advanced technology and advanced knowledge of the Kingdom of Gondor were sacrificed to the heavens. Those who survived were sifted through the continuous energy radiation. In the end, when the pioneers led everyone to escape, human civilization had completely collapsed …
To put it bluntly, the Four Great Nations were built by a bunch of illiterate people led by a bunch of elementary school students.
However, in this world where supernatural powers existed, the top individual power could offset the overall decline of civilization to a certain extent. That was why the Four Great Nations could be built under the leadership of a group of explosively powerful pioneers, and withstand the pressure from various aspects when the nation was first established.
But, but, but!
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