At night, George sat on his bed and flipped through his diary.
The room was dim, with only faint starlight. However, it was as if he could see at night, and he could read every word on it clearly.
George found that when he was studying at the cathedral, this diary was basically used to keep accounts - how much money was lost in poker today, and how much money was lost in poker tomorrow. The real useful information is really a little too little. But fortunately, they used to record some knowledge to the above.
One of them is about the language of the talisman.
The priests believe that the word of the talisman is a gift from the gods - the circumstances and location of its appearance are completely random. It could be in some gemstone mine, it could be an amber that has been sealed for a thousand years. Or it could be in the belly of some fish that was salvaged by a fisherman.
This makes it extremely rare and far more valuable than a gemstone.
George remembered that even the lowest level of the Word of God rune, it is worth more than 3000 silver fox, enough to be worth three or four sets of fine full-body knight's armor. And a set of slightly depreciated, but practical knight armor, just less than 300 silver fox - note that it is worth ten sets!
The Word of the Talisman is under the rule of the Holy See, the Templars just need. The most elite Templars will have a set of equipment inlaid with this special gemstone of the Word of the Talisman - this is one of the most obvious signs of the Templars, and only the Templars can wear that armor inlaid by the Word of the Talisman.
So, if the Asylum could create the Word of the Talisman through Divine Grace, then he would also have his own Templar Order...
Shaking his head, George sighed. This god of asylum was clearly giving him all kinds of hints. The pie is getting bigger and bigger...
Stood up, some sleepless George, carrying his new [a rusty nail hammer inlaid with an ugly little stone] (deliberately made to look like this), stepped past Alexander at the door and went to the snoring tavern.
The fire pit was still burning - it was too damp inside this house, so only a little firewood would be wasted. And because all the rooms were too damp to live in, the squires were sleeping near the fire pit tonight. But the guys had a place to sleep, so it didn't matter.
After looking around, George sat down on a stool next to the fire pit, looked at the fire, and started to dwell.
Tavern after a night of repair, almost has been considered to be repaired. But the timing there is still '? . I don't know what the conditions are to allow new adventurers to come. And even after the repair, the adventurers that can be recruited now have not changed.
According to the latest display on the scroll, it seems that at least one waitress is needed to be able to serve wine and meat normally, and some redecoration is needed for this level 1 tavern to be officially equipped with the basic conditions for business...
This requirement is somewhat harsh, although the normal tavern should be like this.... The level 2 tavern, will not require a flowing warbler, right?' George looked at the escorts who were planning to sleep right next to the fire pit and thought so in his heart.
More or less a little despair...
Throwing the scrolls in his hand into the fire, the fire pit then also had the function of the scrolls, and then, he observed the new mission mentioned earlier.
At the top of the task bar, there is a line of extremely conspicuous words, written [main task: resist the ancient gods, through the end.
But the line was gray, as if it was just to remind him of the ultimate goal. It also seemed to remind him that when that Ancient God truly awakens, the ultimate doom will come as well.
The font that lit up at the bottom reads these.
[Main Quest (Current): Gather the Lords - You have a shelter, but no one to help you camp it. You need people!
[Shelter more people! Not only can the people work for you, but you can also get more charismatic gifts after you call them into the faithful/believers. The divine grace base can increase the power of the shelter, allowing it to dispel more mists and corruptions.
And consuming divine grace can recover the building.
When the divine grace base reaches a certain level, special merchants will be drawn to the shelter and more powerful adventurers will be drawn to it.]
[Gather 100 territorial people and call all of them as believers, the shelter will be upgraded to village. Village level shelters will unlock more abilities.]
''Yes, talent is everything in the shelter. Those corpses scattered around the territory, the mill and the cemetery, it's all very urgent work. And the food in the fields... Damn, Alexander can eat too much, tomorrow we have to go to the surrounding villages and find a way to get people and food!'
The bandits know very well where there are people and where there are not in these surrounding villages, and they have all spoken to George this evening. Some villages are very small, they are seven or eight people go over, smoothly and smoothly can get people over. But do not intend to go to those small villages.
It was too much of a waste of time.
And the bandits talk about a certain place, also like a big piece of fat like that, let him feel shaky eyes.
I heard there were chickens and sheep in that village...
George couldn't help but gulp.
Thinking about it, Joe he picked the wooden stick in his hand in the fire, and the large village to the southwest near a small river, zoomed in front of him.
''The bandits said, is a post-formed natural village, not only a lot of people, there are sheep, blacksmiths, but also no earth fort guards ...'' George's eyes narrowed slightly: 'Just that place, it belongs to the territory of 'Viscount Geoffrey' ah...'
Lord Geoffrey is one of the lords still alive, that guy was once one of the biggest debtors of Johannes - George's family owed him a debt. There are more than 70 knights under him alone!
'But now the situation in his territory, I heard that it is still quite bad. The village at the very edge of his territory, not only bandits often go, various lords also occasionally go there to secretly collect taxes to wreak havoc... What a waste land chaos, before this kind of thing, can never have.''
George is more or less hesitant about this village. Because mess up, it will stir up a hornet's nest - his current shelter is so small, under the three or two lousy cats, how to compare with others ah.
But now this level of difficulty, if I do not spread some risk, then not to mention winter, I'm afraid that in two and a half days, this just taken over the escort, will start to escape, and even rebellion! What's more, the surviving villages, in addition to the vassals of Johannes, which no one to cover? If you want to do it, do it big! Finish the mission at once!'
Thinking of this, George made a decision, tomorrow morning to clean up the corpses and plague in the shelter, and then go to the village to rob people - no, the whole village he will get all over! Do it cleanly and not let a single person go!
'Now everyone is busy with the autumn harvest, and after the autumn harvest, they still have to plant autumn potatoes. So all the lords are busy with that acre of land near the castle, no time to estimate the distant villages. Then as long as the dry clean, peace of mind for a month or two is not a problem. By then, as long as the middle of a heavy rain, migration traces are gone, no one knows who did it!
For this matter of human trafficking, George already has a few plans in mind, although there are many people in that village, but George is feeling that no one should be able to run away...
Seven or eight people, that's enough!
...
Early the next morning, before the sky was fully light, George was aroused by the sound of voices outside the house.
Although the time is estimated to be four or five o'clock, but people in this era sleep early and get up early. It's just that he stayed up a little late last night and was slightly annoyed.
After dressing and going out, he told those people to hurry up and eat the dry food on the leftovers from last night. After that they were instructed to boil up a few big pots of water.