The strides taken were steady and powerful.

Lynn distributed an iron tool to each of them and drove them to the wasteland where the wooden tracks were being constructed.

Even if they couldn't build tracks, leveling the land with iron hoes and iron shovels would be manageable for them.

If that's too difficult, they can be assigned to transport the processed timber from the Wood Workshop.

After eating and drinking enough, of course it's time to start working!

While working, they can become familiar with this territory and learn about the patterns of labor and life.

In a matter of days, these six hundred slaves would assimilate into the townsmen of the village.

Watching the slaves being led by guards outside the town, Lynn turned his gaze to Kuisi.

"Are there still vacant Red Brick Houses available for them to reside in?"

Kuisi didn't hesitate in the slightest, "Master, there are."

"Last time, when the Red Brick Houses were insufficient, I instructed a hundred construction workers to expand the Red Brick Houses."

"Housing six hundred people poses no problem."

Lynn gave Kuisi an approving glance, "Well done."

As the territory continues to develop, Kuisi consistently manages various work positions, noticeably improving her capabilities.

Many small matters don't even require his intervention, as Kuisi can already anticipate and arrange for workers to execute them in advance.

This is what makes a qualified steward.

Assisting the Lord in managing the entire territory—arranging small matters independently and reporting significant ones to the Lord for decision-making.

After arranging for the slaves, Lynn stepped back towards the Glass Workshop.

Before he even got close, he could see from afar that a dozen apprentices were already loading glass products onto carts.

Grayson, standing at the doorway, had a cautious look on his face, occasionally issuing reminders.

"Be careful, these glazed glass products can fetch a good price!"

Observing Grayson's overly cautious expression, Beo and the dozen apprentices felt a mix of complex emotions.

It's important to note, as long as the glass liquid is fired and poured into molds, a large number of such glazed products can be produced…

Many glazed products that had slight imperfections were even sent to the residential area for the townsmen's everyday use…

The palpable sense of disparity was indeed overwhelming for them!

Grayson's peripheral vision caught sight of Lynn approaching.

With a tone full of regret, he said, "Master Lynn, it's truly a pity!"

"If your territory had a navigable river, our trade efficiency would massively improve!"

"I could dock my longship directly on the Aladia River near your town and unload a large amount of goods and slaves."

"Instead of having to rely only on horse-drawn transport every time!"

"When that happens, your territory will certainly begin to develop rapidly!"

Lynn looked playfully at Grayson.

"Mr. Grayson, you could also swiftly transport more fine salt or glazed glass products across the continent for sale."

Grayson showed no guilt, his grin knowing, "Of course, then it will be a win-win situation for both Master Lynn and me."

Over half an hour passed.

A hundred glazed glass papers were packed into custom-made wooden boxes.

The wooden boxes were lined with some straw to provide cushioning during transportation.

Lynn and Grayson walked along the town's streets.

Grayson lamented, "If it weren't for this damned weather, I could continue delivering slaves to you, Master Lynn!"

"This time, after passing through some of the waters beyond the Gibraltar Strait, ice started forming."

"Fortunately, some fearless merchants broke the ice, allowing my longship to reach Kakasong City."

"Next time I want to come to your territory, Master Lynn, it'll have to wait until spring next year, after the ice and snow have melted…"

Lynn nodded in response.

Natural environments and weather changes are not things us mortals can alter.

Aside from a few curses, all one could do was endure silently.

Before reaching the village, Grayson suddenly thought of something and looked at Lynn as he spoke, "Oh, Master Lynn."

"Audrey seems to really like your glass products; she directly snatched two from me…"

"Perhaps when spring arrives, she might come to your territory as well!"

After saying this, Grayson bid farewell to Lynn.

Grayson mounted his horse, leading a dozen horse-drawn carts, gradually leaving in the direction of the mountain forest gorge wall.

Until he disappeared from view, Lynn withdrew his gaze.

His mind was still pondering over the words in Grayson's mind.

"Will Audrey come to the territory again…"

If Audrey truly comes to his territory, there's an opportunity to establish a long-term collaboration.

With the information he currently obtained from Grayson, he can vaguely infer.

In the Portlands Empire's imperial battle, Audrey's supported Chronos has greater odds of triumph!

Which could mean, Audrey might control the entire Portlands Empire.

If he can reach a cooperation with her, then he will never have to worry about an insufficient number of slaves!

Of course.

Currently, this is merely a plan of his.

How exactly to proceed will only be known when Audrey arrives.

As for Grayson's mention of ship navigation, Lynn couldn't help but feel a bit troubled.

The waterfall beneath the territory seems like a big hand, firmly choking the potential of waterway transportation!

Given the current conditions, it truly can't be resolved, requiring a delay for further handling.

Suppressing his thoughts, Lynn arrived at the wooden track construction site.

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