Chapter 303: My Name is Annie, I am the Lord of Bloodmoon City
"Hurry up, speed it up!"
The project captain's loud shout made the somewhat relaxed workers regain their energy.
To boost everyone's morale, the project captain had to shout out:
"I'm sure everyone has already heard, our team is about to expand again."
Everyone, who had been discussing this every day, immediately got excited.
"That's right, that's right, the territory already issued a notice a couple of days ago, and many people have already signed up."
"I know that too. One of my cousins is in training, maybe he'll be assigned to our team."
"Don't count on it, probably not going to happen."
"I've heard that 20 new construction teams will be established, and they'll be responsible for building the villages and outposts on the Silvermoon River Plain."
"I've also heard that each team will expand, and our numbers will at least double."
"Does that mean our work will get easier?"
"Probably not easier, but we'll likely take on more tasks with greater workloads."
"..."
While they were in the midst of their lively discussion, newly formed teams were rushing to their designated locations as fast as possible.
Captain Sean rubbed his temples, having to personally lead the team to clear out potential dangers.
Although he had told them several times, Captain Sean still had to patiently remind them:
"No matter how important the task, your first priority is to ensure your own and your companions' safety. Don't act rashly!"
"Whatever you do, make sure at least two people are together, never split up the master and apprentice pairs."
"If anything happens, immediately call the patrolling members, don't hesitate to use signal flares!"
"..."
Everyone was very obedient to his kind reminders.
No one would be foolish enough to go against him, because that could cost them their lives!
Watching the various supplies being transported and the village's foundation starting to take shape,
Captain Sean's eyes gleamed with a mixture of wonder and joy.
"The future is bound to be even better."
Watching them leave, Matthew turned around and met Angela's curious gaze, patiently explaining:
"Every village and outpost is like our spreading tentacles, the eyes placed throughout the territory, and an indispensable part of the defense network."
Angela, who already understood the importance of intelligence, nodded solemnly, with a look of both anticipation and concern in her eyes.
She had learned from Matthew's hints about the potential dangers ahead.
This made her feel a bit nervous, and somewhat pressured!
However, Angela, who had grown a lot, would not delay or retreat.
"Continue training and recruiting soldiers. Our territory is vast, but we have too few combat-capable personnel."
"Increase the number of offensive and defensive drills; we will need them in the future."
"Stay alert at the Murloc Castle and the Misty Swamp ruins. The Sky-Splitting Lizards beneath the ruins haven't decreased at all."
"This clearly indicates one thing: the space below is far larger than we imagined."
"We can't let down our guard in the Dark Forest either. The Gurubashi trolls, who suffered a big loss, definitely won't let it go."
"At the northeastern dock, delegate more tasks to adventurers, have them scout the surrounding area so we can plan the next phase of development."
"Keep watching that ritual site; something's not right there! Keep people stationed at the scene, but rotate them every half day!"
"You can communicate more with Elio and, based on the information she gathers, arrange our follow-up response plans."
"..."
Listening to Matthew's series of instructions, Angela nodded under the pressure.
With the lord away for studies and Yaya in hibernation, Angela, who was in charge of the territory's defense, was about to face the most important period of her life.
Matthew believed that Angela could withstand the pressure and grow quickly.
While waiting back at the lord's mansion,
Matthew headed to the classroom designated for spellcasters.
That's right, Matthew was the only spellcasting instructor in the entire territory.
With the number of spells Matthew had mastered and his deep understanding of different spells, he possessed a foundation that far outshone others.
Moreover, Matthew was generous in teaching every student in the class.
He provided them with abundant resources, allowing them to continuously train.
The urgency was mainly to raise their professional ranks as quickly as possible!
They would be the first group of students to participate in the battle a month and a half later.
A sharpened blade emerges from honing; the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.
Although Matthew wouldn't let them stand on the front lines and face direct attacks from orcs and enemies, he also wouldn't let them stay too far away.
They would have to contribute to the battle through their own efforts.
This was the responsibility of every Professional in the territory, as well as their right and duty!
After receiving so many resources for their training, they must understand that nothing comes for free.
Every bit was earned with the blood and lives of fearless soldiers!
Everyone must join in—that's the only way to make it truly fair, isn't it?
Of course, Matthew would be mindful with these young, immature flowers.
Matthew specifically prepared more advanced learning materials for Lianna, who had the strongest comprehension and was capable of studying more profound knowledge.
The other spellcasters, who watched from the sidelines, didn't show any jealousy.
In the class of exactly 10 spellcasters, Lianna was the most diligent, the one with the strongest comprehension, and the one who practiced the most.
Besides, Lianna was always willing to help others.
Most of the time, when classmates asked her questions, she would share everything she knew.
After settling these newcomers, Matthew let out a sigh of relief.
The master leads the way, but cultivation is up to the individual.
Matthew had laid the foundation for these spellcasters; how they would bloom depended entirely on them.
Standing by the door, 343 watched in shock as the spellcasters left class one after another, then turned to look at the calm-faced Matthew:
"Were these all trained here in Bay City?"
No wonder 343 was so shocked.
Even in the high-level mage tower of Bloodmoon City, there didn't seem to be this many official spellcasters.
Matthew didn't want 343 to speculate too much, gesturing for them to get ready to leave while pointing to the young ones studying hard in the rest area:
"Yes, there are over ten thousand children of suitable age."
"Only 1% of those children possess a talent for spellcasting."
343 caught Matthew's underlying meaning, smiled slightly, and said:
"They're quite lucky!"
Matthew didn't respond, walking to the small teleportation array and decisively activating it.
Luck?
There's no such thing as that much luck!
When Matthew opened his eyes again, he found himself inside a magic tower.
In front of him stood a curvy and curious Arcanist, who, seeing him regain focus, greeted him enthusiastically:
"Hello, my name is Annie, I am the Lord of Bloodmoon City!"
At first glance, she seemed quite normal!