Rolling up his sleeves, Lynn stepped into the farmland, joining in.

Gathering heaps of weeds, he picked them up and spread them evenly across the furrows that had sprouted wheat seedlings.

While laying the weeds, Lynn checked the condition of the wheat seedlings on the furrows.

Despite the recent cold weather, the wheat seedlings had turned a bit yellowish.

However, the wheat seedlings were merely in a state of growth stagnation.

Once spring arrives and the temperature rises, these wheat seedlings will burst forth with new vitality, thriving robustly in adequate fertility!

[Planting Experience +1]

[Planting Experience +1]

[Planting Experience +1]

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Covering the wheat seedlings with weeds doesn't require much skill.

It's something anyone can do.

Therefore, four thousand townsmen collaborated in division of labor, achieving high efficiency.

It was only by afternoon that Lynn stopped his actions.

He stepped out of the farmland and onto the lime road, scanning his surroundings.

In nearly a day's time, at least seven thousand acres of farmland were covered with weeds!

Lynn quickly calculated in his mind.

With six days left until snowfall, at this rate of work, they could cover the remaining less than fifty thousand acres of farmland completely.

Lynn nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed, many hands make light work!

Time swiftly passed.

Suddenly, it was evening.

With Lynn's command to finish work and eat, all townsmen working in the farmland let out a synchronized cheer.

"Thank you, Master Lynn."

They cautiously walked among the furrow troughs, careful not to cause a misstep or fall that could crush the wheat seedlings.

Lynn strode with the crowd, headed toward the town.

As all townsmen returned to the town and entered the cafeteria, Lynn also headed toward the castle.

However.

Before Lynn reached the castle gate.

The sound of fast galloping hooves arose behind him.

The sound grew clearer as it approached.

Lynn turned his head to look.

The build was not tall but evidently quite robust.

The soldier's standard plate armor bulged round.

The soldier dismounted swiftly, stepped forward, and stood about five or six meters from Lynn.

He bent his waist, his voice ringing from the metal mask: "Master, there are two riders outside the gate seeking an audience with you."

Recognizing the familiar voice, Lynn instantly knew this soldier was Earl, whom he had promoted to be Rose's assistant!

Lynn frowned slightly, inquiring, "Two riders? Who are they?"

Earl replied, "Master, they claim to be a knight accompanied by his knight's follower..."

Lynn pondered in his mind.

Earl dared not inquire, standing honestly awaiting instructions.

After a few minutes, Lynn spoke, "Bring them to the castle then."

Earl didn't hesitate, responding, "Yes, Master."

Immediately.

He approached the horse, agilely mounted the warhorse.

Pulling the reins, he directed the horse.

With a press to the horse's belly, the warhorse galloped toward the dim wasteland outside the town.

Townsmen returning to the town made way for him.

Watching Earl's receding figure, Lynn's frown deepened.

Indeed.

This marked the second time outsiders came to his territory.

Lynn had anticipated that with so many merchants frequently visiting his territory for trade exchanges.

Eventually, some observant individuals would discover the existence of his territory.

This was inevitable.

To buy and trade for food, horses, livestock, and slaves, he couldn't avoid meeting with people outside the territory.

If they were trailing him...

It could only be Boer, who came recently.

Returning to the castle.

Kuisi was already preparing dinner with maids.

Before Kuisi could speak, Lynn said first, "Prepare a few more dishes; guests are coming!"

Kuisi blinked, responded without inquiring, "Yes, Master."

With that said.

Kuisi turned to the maid beside her, whispering a few words, the maid bowed and retreated.

Lynn sat in the armchair by the fireplace, slowly waiting.

Time surged by.

Until nearly an hour later.

Outside the castle, the sound of slowing hoofbeats echoed.

Soon.

The sound of footsteps climbing the stairs reached Lynn's ears.

Lynn turned his head to look.

Behind Earl, a middle-aged man and a young man appeared in the second-floor hall with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Standing before Lynn, Earl reported, "Master, I've brought them."

Lynn responded, standing from the armchair, addressing the two, "Shall we discuss over dinner?"

The more Goofrey looked at the young lord before him, the stronger his surprise grew.

Having said merely one sentence, Goofrey felt a sense of restrained and steady temperament, unflustered in dealings.

The key was, was the lord before him truly so young?

Goofrey pondered whether it was possible...

Was the territory's development achieved under this young lord's leadership to this extent?

The walls, barracks, farmland, water truck, town...

And the castle beneath his feet now!

If so, Goofrey couldn't fathom how it was accomplished.

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