Brando fell into a daze the moment he stepped out of the carriage. This was out of everyone's expectations, but he quickly shook his head to get rid of this temporary worry. Compared to the troubles he had to deal with now, this matter could barely be placed at the back of his mind.
He suddenly felt that his journey was full of twists and turns, and there were too many difficulties.
This was the reason why he rushed back to Abies Castle. Yesterday, The Shire had sent him a telepathic message: Scarlett's condition had worsened, and she might not make it past today.
Brando's mood, which had just improved recently, immediately turned gloomy. Other than The Shire, he was probably the only one who knew Scarlett's condition the best. But in order to deal with Schafflund as soon as possible, he could only force himself not to think of the worst.
However, some things did not change based on subjective wishes. Even though Brando had made the most thorough preparations, Scarlett still made it to this day.
In fact, on the second day after he took control of Schafflund Mine, he had ordered a group of mercenaries and Metisha to send Scarlett back to his territory so that The Shire could control the spread of the Blood of God in her body.
Although this squire of his didn't seem like a reliable person, he was still a Gold-ranked wizard. He was much stronger than a Gold-ranked swordsman and a half-baked Elementalist when it came to these Mystical fields.
Unfortunately, Brando also understood that no matter how strong The Shire was, he could not reverse what had already happened.
Scarlett's body had already died once. It was the Blood of God's powerful energy that reversed life and death and pulled her soul back from the underworld. However, this was not without a price. The Blood of God was neither a savior nor a Red Cross. This ownerless Divine Power would not be so kind as to help an ordinary person for no reason.
The Blood of God's goal was to preserve Scarlett's soul so that it could better integrate with the body and not cause any rejection. Once this goal was achieved, Scarlett's soul would become its enemy. The Blood of God had no consciousness, and all of its actions were based on its instincts. Therefore, Scarlett would be defeated shortly after the Blood of God regained control of her body.
The Shire had tried their best to delay the process, but no external force could change the imbalance in Scarlet's body. Sooner or later, this day would come.
Brando couldn't relax when he thought about this, and he lost most of his interest in chatting with Odum in the carriage. However, he knew that he had to finish his words. He was not only the lord that the red-haired girl had chosen to follow, but he was also the master of all the people on this land.
At least for now.
He could feel this responsibility at any time, so he turned around and looked at the tired old dwarf in the carriage. Odum was not used to carriages. He was allergic to silk curtains and could not stand the bumpy ride.
If it weren't for Brando's words that piqued his interest, the old dwarf probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.
"From now on, you'll be the chief architect of the territory." Brando said, "If you need anything, just tell Amandina."
Brando looked back, but Amandina wasn't there. She should be accompanying Roman and Scarlett. She had a good relationship with Scarlett, and to be precise, she had a good relationship with everyone.
As for Roman, he came back with the Nightsong Tiger three days ago to escort the silver. Of course, this was only in name, and Brando knew that Roman was just bored in Schafflund.
"Forget it, I'll introduce her to you in the future." Brando said: "I don't have the manpower or money for the time being, but you can take over the work of repairing the walls. I'll have Cornelius and Grandmaster Bosley hand over the related matters to you. You can ask them if you have any questions."
He paused for a moment. The old dwarf was a miner, so it was normal for him to not know much about construction. However, he was confident in his innate talent: "There's a private library in Abies, and there should be some books on construction. This castle was built by the previous lords, and there were no lack of architects among them. Nobles like to record their experiences, so if there are any, they should be in there."
The old dwarf blinked as if he had just woken up from his dream of building a castle. Only then did he remember that the young man was only the leader of a band of mercenaries in revolt. He had known this beforehand, but he did not care at first. He was a rune dwarf, not a bird human. As for the affairs of human lords and kings, he did not care.
At worst, he could just pack up his things and return to the Golden Dwarves' territory. He was a Dwarf after all, and a 'respected' old man at that. Of course, that was his self-proclaimed title, but it wasn't strange for a Dwarf to not be used to the human world.
Moreover, if he was chased away by Erouine's ruler, perhaps he would be regarded as a hero in the eyes of his people.
Ever since the Second Holy War, the relationship between the Golden Dwarves and the humans was not good.
But now, Brando's words pulled the short and fat Odum back to reality. He realized that even though he was the Chief Architect, he didn't have any manpower or money, and even worse, he didn't seem to have any ability.
He suddenly remembered that he had agreed to something that would cost him his life. Building a city? With Martha's help, he might not even be able to build a pigsty.
If the young man asked him if he had the confidence to build a castle that would go down in history, how would he answer?
"Ah! Yes, my lord, I, Odum, can build a castle that will go down in history, and I swear that no one will be able to break through the gates of this castle because it doesn't even have a gate! "
Odum could imagine that the young man in front of him would stab him to death if he answered like that. He immediately woke up and broke out in cold sweat. The Abies had even soaked his leather armor and made him shiver.
However, Brando didn't notice Odum's abnormality and thought that the old Dwarf was just too tired. In fact, he was also very tired. He had rushed back in the middle of the night and chatted with Odum for the entire night, but he hadn't slept yet.
He didn't even get to rest for more than four hours a day in Schafflund. As a lord, there was always an endless amount of work to do. Brando thought that if he was in that world, he would never have thought that he would be so hardworking as an otaku one day.
But that was the truth, and it still happened.
This made Odum smile bitterly. He felt that he had returned to the starting point. He thought that if he was this hardworking in his previous world, he might have been able to achieve great things. Unfortunately, there weren't so many ifs in this world.
He couldn't help but worry when he thought about Scarlett, and this worry mixed with exhaustion made his face pale. Felaern couldn't help but frown when she saw him like this.
Odum was also stunned for a moment. He looked at the young man who was holding onto the door of the carriage and was still discussing business with him. There was no lack of trust in Odum's words, and no matter how thick-skinned he was, he could not help but feel his ears turn red.
He lowered his head, not daring to face the young man's gaze. He hesitated whether he should reveal the truth or not, but in the end, he decided not to. He was afraid that Brando wouldn't be able to take it and would vomit blood and fall to the side of the carriage.
Of course, he was more afraid that the young man's subordinates outside would rush up and tear him apart. No matter how brave, noble, and rare the rune dwarves were, they could be killed with a single stab. There was no need for a second stab.
He thought for a moment and decided to just muddle through. Who knew if the Rune Dwarves were really talented in construction? Odum could only reply vaguely to Brando's words.
But when the young man recalled his experience in the game, he finally grasped the crux of the matter when he talked about the drainage system and the disposal of garbage.
His small eyes lit up.
The Golden Dwarves were a race that was famous for building underground mines and tunnels. They were the best miners and tunnel workers, and although they did not produce much sewage when they lived in the tunnels, Odum knew that the Golden Dwarves had a unique way of dealing with household waste due to the fact that they did not bathe in their entire lives, and they ate food from the soil.
In fact, a city with more than a hundred thousand people would produce a large amount of garbage and sewage every day. If the sewage and garbage weren't disposed of in time, it would breed diseases and plague would spread. This was one of the reasons why there weren't any large cities in areas where civilization couldn't reach.
But Odum felt that he had found a direction. Drainage and disposal of garbage were similar sometimes, and he felt that he could use the Golden Dwarves' method to create a miraculous effect.
As for the fortress and the city walls, and of course the city gates, he knew some of the Alpine Dwarves' construction techniques. The old Dwarf realised that some things didn't seem so complicated when he focused on squeezing out his potential.
After thinking it through, he finally nodded to the young lord.
Brendel finally relaxed when he saw Odum nodding. He turned around to look at Cornelius and Raban who were not far away from him. The two commanders didn't have any expression on their faces. They knew that the young noble wasn't in a good mood, so they didn't want to provoke him.
Brando retracted his gaze and said to Felaern.
"Alright, bring me there."
"Don't you need to rest?" The Wild Elf's tone didn't sound that concerned, but her words betrayed her thoughts: "My lord?"
"No need."
Brando took a deep breath. Felaern might not know, but he knew that Scarlett's life could be in danger at any time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left everything behind and rushed back in the middle of the night. After all, he had promised the red-haired girl in Schafflund that everything would be fine.
That was why he had to come back and fulfill his promise.
He was Brando, the man who would change the fate of this ancient kingdom. Since that was the case, he had to change the fate of everyone around him.
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(PS: OTL, I just realized that Kuroko had left … I haven't personally uploaded a chapter for a long time, and I even forgot to upload it. I, I've let you Gesu down, please forgive this sinner …) (PS: OTL, I just realized that Kuroko had left … I haven't personally uploaded a chapter in a long time, and I even forgot to upload it. I, I've let you Gesu down, please forgive this sinner …)
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