Volgen walked in front, turning back from time to time to look at the flatbed cart being pushed by two civilian soldiers.
Volgen couldn't hide his excitement when he saw the spoils of war piled up on top of the flatbed cart, especially the two leather armors. Volgen couldn't help but slow down his steps. He raised his hand and touched the leather armor again.
The leather armor was made from cowhide and wild boar skin, sewn with hemp rope made from Sword Ridge Grass and cowhide tendon. It wasn't just sturdy and sturdy, it also had quite a strong defense against slashes.
Let alone the leather armor itself!
When Volgen discovered the leather armor, he tested it himself.
Of course, Volgen didn't want to test it with real swords and spears, so he used a more ingenious way — a hunter's feeling towards the leather armor.
He was sure the leather armor wasn't only able to withstand slashes from swords and blades, it also had the best defense against arrows.
At least, common arrows couldn't penetrate the leather armor's defense within a 20 meter range.
Volgen couldn't help but imagine himself wearing the leather armor in his mind.
Of course, Volgen's character had determined that he wouldn't keep the two leather armors for himself, he would give them all to Kieran, just like the other spoils of war.
Copper utensils and a small portion of silver.
A lot of copper, a small bag of silver, and 6 gold coins.
Those were all the spoils of war.
It wasn't as valuable as Kieran thought but it was still decent.
"Leave the coins and distribute the utensils to everyone based on your performance tonight.
As for the two leather armors … Volgen, you can have one. Don't reject it, your performance is enough for you to have one. "
"The last one will be hung in the security office. Whoever performs well in the upcoming missions and operations will be its owner."
"Of course, you have to show enough common sense in taking care of your armor."
Kieran said loudly in front of the civilian soldiers.
The fair and generous distribution of the rewards was supported by all the civilian soldiers.
His slightly humorous words made the militias laugh out loud.
Therefore, no one objected to Kieran's following orders, even though they didn't sleep for the whole night.
"I know everyone is tired but Shatterstone Town still needs us to protect it.
"Volgen, split everyone into two groups. Try to find a balance between resting and patrolling."
"Also, we need more manpower to expand the team. After arranging the tasks, come and find me for a detailed discussion."
Kieran instructed.
"Understood, my lord."
The young man who could not wait to change into his new leather armor said loudly.
Moreover, he was as swift and decisive as ever.
About 10 minutes later, Volgen returned to the security office. He saw Kieran sitting on the chair and Mayor Holler standing beside him. The young man greeted them politely.
"Lord, Mayor."
Kieran nodded and gestured for him to sit down before saying, "I need to expand the militia to about 50 people."
"They also need a full set of weapons and equipment, and these people must have a certain combat foundation."
"Sir, this is impossible!"
"The permanent population of Shatterstone Town is only around 300 people, it's not enough to meet your requirements, let alone a full set of weapons, equipment and a certain level of battle foundation."
Volgen immediately shook his head at Kieran's suggestion, expressing that it was impossible.
"If the permanent population of Shatterstone Town is not enough, we can start with the guards and mercenaries of the merchant group. Some of them are willing to continue drifting but some are tired of drifting and want to settle down. These people are the targets we can try to win over. I hope you can find some reliable and trustworthy men among them in the next few days."
"Then, I'll go convince them myself."
"As for weapons and equipment?"
"As mercenaries and guards, their armors and weapons won't be too shabby."
Before Kieran could say anything, Holler beside him spoke for Kieran.
Holler, who was under Kieran's control, already prioritized Kieran's will. The moment Kieran spoke, Holler already knew what to do.
Compared to the previous time when he searched through the official documents and obtained no information about the abnormalities around him, Hall did not want to fail this time.
"Fine, I'll try my best."
Volgen didn't have much confidence in his words.
Though, his movements were still efficient.
After Volgen left, Holler turned to Kieran and waited for his orders.
Kieran didn't stop and gave his orders straight away.
"Not just the expansion of the militia, you also need to help me bring back a sum of wealth and 50 superior warhorses."
"Sayer, I've given you a chance, I hope you won't let me down."
"Snacker, Blu, Riley, two of you stay behind and help Volgen protect the town. The last one will help Holler bring back what belongs to us."
"Yes, my lord."
Those who were named quickly bowed and answered.
Then, all of them moved out in unison.
Only Old Peeker was left standing there anxiously.
"My lord, are you going to that bastard's secret hideout alone?"
Old Peeker tried to test the waters.
"Of course not.
It's two of us, you and I. "
The first half of Kieran's words made Old Peeker heave a breath of relief but the second half scared him so much that he almost fell to the ground.
"M-My lord, if this is a joke, it's not funny at all."
"I've never doubted your strength, my lord, but that secret hideout isn't just heavily guarded, it's very strange as well. A lot of people had their eyes on it when it first appeared but all of them disappeared in the end. They vanished without a trace, dead or alive."
"My lord, I beg you, I don't want to die this early."
"We can wait for the trading day and go in when it opens, there's no need to take such a huge risk now."
Old Peeker was almost begging.
"Once a month, the last trading day ended three days ago, it's too long to wait for the next one."
"I don't have that much time.
You can choose not to go, I'll hang you outside the town right now. "
Kieran said calmly.
However, his tone was unquestionable.
Old Peeker looked at Kieran with a bitter gaze and didn't say anything else.
He knew Kieran was a man of his word with the few men who had been hanged to death around him.
Die later.
Or die now.
Old Peeker knew what to choose.
"My lord, when do we depart?"
Old Peeker asked.
"Now."
Kieran gave him a time.
"Can you wait for me for a while?"
"I need to prepare a few things, maybe we can use them. Don't worry, they aren't dangerous to you.
A rooster, a female cat, and a bundle of fresh grass. "
Old Peeker then reported the three items and quickly explained, "This is the information that I spent a fortune to collect, I originally wanted to … I hope they can be useful."
Old Peeker said in a vague manner.
Without even asking, Kieran knew what Old Peeker was trying to do.
It was nothing more than a scam.
Even though it was a short contact, it was enough for Kieran to understand what kind of character this dwarf like hotel owner had.
However, Kieran wasn't interested in prying into the dark and cunning old man's heart. Kieran's attention was captivated when Old Peeker mentioned the so-called secret hideout.
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