I release a sigh and look at the gathering of people in front of me. I don't like it. I don't like it when something unexpected happens. I don't like surprises, you know? I don't mind when the surprise makes my life easier or better.
When the Surprise makes my life harder… Yeah. I don't like that kind of surprise.
I want to use this place as a bastion against the White Walkers. I know that soon I will fill this place with people, but not this early. Urgh. You know what? Fuck it. Let's do this.
"Alright! I shall accept you. Who is the leader of this group?"
I ask them and watch as all the people look at a middle-aged man in front of them. The man is thin, but I can still see muscle underneath the thick clothes. With enough food and care, he can be a strong fighter. The North is truly a breeding place of strong people.
Northern People just build differently to adapt to the weather.
"It is I, My Lord. I am the elected leader of the People of Skagos."
"What is your name?"
"My name is Aron Magnar. However, I shall discard that name, for that is the name the Starks give us. I require a new name, my lord. This will be our new life, and I need a new name to discard our cursed past."
I look at him and think of a name. After a few seconds, a name appeared in my head.
"From now on, your name shall be Leman Russ. You shall be the Jarl of Fenris. This place is no longer Hardhome, for it is now a bastion of hope and the place that commemorates the struggle of the people of Skagos."
I take a deep breath and look at the others.
"As your new king, my first command is to defend this land! I shall make this land into your paradise, and it is your job to take care of this land and defend it."
I walk forward and increase my voice.
"Will you take care of this land?!"
"Yes, My King!"
"Will you defend her with your life?!"
"YES, MY KING!"
"GOOD! FROM NOW ON, YOU SHALL BE CALLED THE SKAGOSSI OF FENRIS!"
"YEAH!"
I let them roar in agreement for a few seconds, and when they stop, I continue.
"This will be a new beginning for you. It will be hard, but I know you can grow in this land." I smile at them and continue."Anyway! You guys must be hungry! Let's eat! Come on! I will show you where we store all the food."
I take them to the underground farm. Melisandre and I giggled at their shocked expression at the sight of the farm. I already moved a group of cows, sheep, pigs, and chickens from the Minecraft world here.
I already bred them using the Minecraft method, and now we have thirty-seven cows, twenty-four sheep, forty pigs, and sixty chickens. Is it a lot? Yes. However, I need to feed a lot of people. The Minecraft Breeding Method only works in my hands. The others cannot breed them just by feeding them. They need to naturally breed and wait for the animals to grow.
These animals will be the foundation for the farm to grow.
"This is the farm. I need you all to make sure this farm is taken care of. If you care for it, the farm will provide you with all the food you need. All the plants cultivated in this land will grow faster and better than those planted in other lands."
The newly named Leman Russ nods his head and says.
"I understand, My King. We shall take care of the farm and make sure the spirit in this land is satisfied."
"Spirit?"
"Of course. You are a Demigod, and the Gods bless this farm to have a spirit that creates the miracle."
Do they think that I am a Demigod? Urgh. Another weirdo joined my faction. I will not think of it too much and decide to let Melisandre handle this headache.
"Right. Make sure to store the seeds inside one of those chests over there. It might look small, but those are not normal chests. They can contain more than what their appearance suggests. Someone will explain to you guys later in detail."
"I understand."
I point at the well near the entrance.
"That is an infinite water source that I create. You can use that water to drink and clean your body. However, if you want to wash something, make sure not to do it here. I don't want anything to contaminate the farm."
"We will make sure this holy land will always be pure."
"Right… Anyway, if you want to take a bath, I have already made a public bath where the water is warm. There is also another well outside that you can use to drink from."
We walk to the storage area, and I say.
"Take this chest and follow me outside."
Leman carries the chest without hesitation, and we leave the underground farm. I take them to the dome where the others are already preparing a cookery outside with a massive pot ready to make a stew.
"If you want to gather wood to build something or cook something, I have made a special area where the trees are growing faster for you to take. Chop the tree, but make sure to replant any tree that you chop using the seeds in the nearby chest. Someone will tell you how it works later."
"I understand, my king."
"Good. You can put the chest here."
I turn around and say.
"Anyone who can cook, come forward. We will make a feast."
I shout that and watch a group of women walk forward while the women I bring with me take out all the ingredients from the chest. The Skagossi pick those ingredients gently as if they will disappear if they disrespect them.
"My King."
I turn around and say.
"Yes?"
"What about us? What can we do?"
I want to say that they don't need to do anything, but I've learned that the people in this era will think they aren't worth anything when their savior does not tell them to work. They will get depressed for some reason.
Because of this, I look at the worker and say,
"You guys can join the workers for now. Carry the stones and wood that the others need to build the fortress. Come."
I ask the other workers to show the new people the ropes and watch them working. I know they have weaker bodies because they lack the nutrients, but they are determined to help and work twice as hard.
They keep working for a couple of hours before the food is ready, and I call them back. I tell them to create a line and let the Olds, Children, and Women go first. Surprisingly, they behave better than some people from the so-called civilized city.
Here, people from a backwater island that is known to be full of cannibals have better manners than most people in the Seven Kingdoms. Truly, the world works in mysterious ways.
When they have their food, they look at me, waiting for me. I release a mental sigh because I know the reason for their gaze. I stand up and raise a cup of warm mead.
"Cheers for the better future!"
"Cheers!"
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Sorry for the late update. As some of you might know, my father died not long ago, and I need to take care of his funeral as the only son still in Jakarta. After days of grieving, I was finally able to sit down and start to write. Sadly, my brain is not working, and I need to force myself to write something.
I will try to write more when my brain is working once again. I am sorry for that, and I will try to do better.
Lastly, thank to to all of you whelpeded mpayfor my father's funeral. You guys are so kind, and I am forever grateful for it. For you guys who don't know, I took a ltookta o pay for all the funeral processing and I, need to pay quite a bit for the first installment. I don't have enough money to pay for rent, the electric bill, and food alongside that monthly payment. I need your help to pay for the first few payment so I have enough saving to pay the rest without risking me and my family go starving or not paying rent.
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Thank you for your understanding and I am sorry for not updating frequenly.