In the morning, thick fog floods the mountains, rivers and roads.

The fresh and natural air in the mountains becomes like a spring water trampled by a galloping horse, turbid and dirty.

In the haze, there seemed to be a whirlpool forming, countless pairs of eyes wanted to tear them apart, and the caravan was bathed in the sun again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The giant beast is recovering its strength and preparing to culminate with the next target.

Adam frowned silently, put away the letter from Tygonda, and clenched his fists and felt the existence of the ring. The uneasiness reappeared again.

"Lord, are you okay? If you have other requirements for pattern color matching, we can re-adjust."

The apprentice is a down-to-earth and diligent girl.

She was in awe of Adam since the mountains, and seemed uneasy at this moment, and the lord's slight frown would scare her.

"Keep quiet! Don't disturb your thoughts. If you go trim the patches, the basket behind you is almost full, and you are still wandering around here and you are lazy."

Mrs. Kaobo scolded her loudly, and the girl ran away as if she was relieved, and she wiped her cold sweat.

Adam raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but he kept recalling in his heart:

What did you do, did you leave any psychological shadow on her, or did your expression get out of control, is it so scary?

The tailor's house was clean and tidy.

There is a cup of steaming dandelion tea on the table.

This is a defective product received by a textile apprentice from the processing office - after all, the base is rushing to work for the first batch of orders, so it cannot supply high-quality products.

Mrs. Kobo narrowed her eyes, and she was using the needle jumping technique to outline subtle patterns.

The entire flag was divided into several parts by thin lines, and the wooden frame supported a certain area. After she finished processing the draft, she would hand it over to others.

"There are only four apprentices. Should I arrange for some needlework to come and help?"

Adam asked with his elbow, his envelope clamped at his fingertips.

"Don't worry, the pattern has been very simple and can definitely be officially completed before the banquet. This flag will be hung in front of the main building, and it must be very grand."

Mrs. Kaobo replied, "She gave the last pin."

The wooden chair made a whisper, the wheel axle rotated, and the other areas were changing directions, and she continued to cultivate the brand new fabric.

The stronghold is extremely busy now.

If the workload doubles, if someone comes to help, it will cause harm to the female embroiderer's self-esteem.

Adam did not force it. After discussing composition a little, he stood up and left. He asked the guards on duty to get some top-of-the-box dandelion products to deliver them here.

[There are some abnormal movements in the forest area, like a sharp sword hanging above the head, restlessness in the heart, you must make some preparations.]

Luca rushed back from the camp and reported the survey results.

He has been able to protect himself during training these days, and some old injuries are slowly recovering, and his whole body has become more burly and strong.

"The fog in the mountains is very strange. It spreads from the direction of Tygonda, and the concentration and water vapor are not very natural. You know, I used to cultivate land and know the seasons in the mountains. Anyway, that forest is very evil."

“Are there any reports of caravan attacks?”

Adam frowned and began to conceive fortifications in his mind.

“In fact, it’s the opposite…”

Luca unbuttoned her waist bag and poured out the things that were retrieved from the scene.

"I led the team for a long time. Those areas that had not been cleaned seemed to have been looted by some animals, which was a bit scary."

【Broken bones of the dog legs】

【Broken Bear Skin Fragments (Brown)】

【Ghost-eating broken limbs】

...

Adam carefully checked the sections of the bone stubble, and the perpetrators were undoubtedly some kind of fierce beast, and they were appearing in groups.

The strange thing is that they did not attack the caravan.

In other words, these creatures follow certain rules, or obey a leader, or even target a fixed goal.

The fingertips were numb, and the lord's warning was getting more and more frequent.

"The scope of field mining must be reduced, and the camp must be kept within the guard range, and the nighttime shutdown time must be advanced, and the traps and obstacles and fences of the military camp must be prepared."

Adam carefully ordered that these basic fortifications had actually been prepared in the warehouse.

When I was ambushing the bandits in the mountains, I basically rely on these things, so I was quite comfortable to prepare and handle.

The wooden cone pole is like a simple fence, roughly wrapping the stronghold.

The river bank has open farmland, with a huge range over there and no crops. As long as the people are evacuated, it will not be a pity even if they are destroyed.

Behind the logging farm is the military camp. Even if troops come in from the newly opened road, they will be blocked as soon as possible.

The focus of defense is placed on the forest, and countless traps have been placed.

This slightly nervous preparation for war cooled down the atmosphere of the stronghold. Many people always feel trembling in their hearts when they recalled the days of escaping and surviving.

The more thoroughly a person is immersed in hope, the more panic he feels about loss and death.

Adam often appears in open areas and interviews for many jobs, trying to increase the number of appearances he appears so that residents can find a place to look at him.

[The residents of the stronghold trust their lords. If you close your eyes and concentrate, you can hear them whispering your name.]

This may be some sequelae caused by previous experiences.

"Hey, wait, I remembered it."

"Lord, is there anything wrong?"

Adam patted Luca on the shoulder and laughed:

"Do you remember when looking for refugees in the valley? In order to prevent some clever ghosts from being lazy, I might be a little fierce to the village women who pick herbs.

There is a girl who is currently working as an apprentice in the tailor's house and she still looks trembling when she sees me."

Luka frowned and nodded, waiting for the lord to continue to give orders.

No matter what remedies are needed or what objects are distributed, your subordinates can do it quickly.

Because he is the leader of the stronghold.

The joys and anger of an ordinary resident is insignificant.

It was because Adam understood these thoughts that he felt a little sad. If he was unbalanced in respect, he would lock himself in the "isolated island of royal power".

He made a decision immediately: when this stage is over, he will go out and go to the southern port to earn resources.

"So, that girl, what are you going to do?"

"Close your mouth, Luca, and forget all the guesses in your mind."

Although the episode ended here, he suddenly thought of some preparations he had ignored because of this incident.

Adam and Luca left the [gravel pavement] and walked towards this single-family hut in the remote location of the stronghold - this is the last puzzle of the stronghold's defense.

【Secret Art Room lv1】

【Boiler, herbs, oils.】

[All the advanced recipes loaded into royal classics, full of experimental and exploratory research, almost all started with a simple and broken house.]

Outdoor camps are often looked around by dangers.

Those potions used to drive away poisonous insects, sword oil applied to the blade of weapons, fertilization of the ridges of the fields, and catalytic reagents for treating tree stumps...

All are boiled in this well-ventilated wooden house.
Chapter completed!