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Meanwhile, at the Longsong Fortress, a gathering among the nobles was being held.
Pero, the eldest son of the Honeysuckle Family, who had communicated with Roland, discovered that because Border Town did not provide ore and treated those nobles rudely, the Duke decided to gather troops to attack Border Town.
Pero, who was uneasy, was immediately called back home by his father. Because the Honeysuckle Family was also recruited, Pero tried to persuade his father not to go to the battlefield.
But for the Earl of Honeysuckle, he could not imagine that the coalition would lose. The difference in the number of people gathered alone was dozens of times.
But Pero's heart was overshadowed.
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Border Town.
Roland fulfilled his promise on a sunny afternoon.
He canonized Tigu Payne as a viscount, and the territory was divided to the south of the Redwater River, across the river from the town. Today, it is still a dense forest and belongs to an area to be developed. In order to make him give up the autonomy in his territory, Roland promised to give priority to the development of Tigu's territory in the future, and to give a certain share of the industry built on the land to the viscount and his descendants. Of course, Roland used his mouth to describe it as a good thing that he didn't have to manage the industry and could share the money without doing anything.
Tigu readily agreed to this - he didn't like these things in the first place. In his opinion, there was nothing more interesting than riding a horse and fighting. But now that he had a daughter, he focused his energy on hunting. In addition, Tigu's original industry in the territory had long been in decline, so he simply asked the prince to send someone to help him sell the land east of the fortress and move his family to live in the border town. It happened that Nana had to go to the castle every day, which was more convenient, and wouldn't it be closer to Wendy? Roland naturally agreed.
The other person was Brian. Roland granted him the status of knight and asked him whether he would choose land or serve in the army.
If he chose land, he could no longer join the First Army of Border Town. If he joined the army, he had to rely on military merits to get promoted and get rewarded land like others. Brian chose the latter without hesitation.
In this way, Roland also had a rough map of land use planning.
The land between the Chishui River and the Juejing Mountains is a residential area, about three kilometers at the narrowest point and seven or eight kilometers at the widest point. In the future, it can be used to build a community or as a reward for promoted officers.
On the other side of the Chishui River is the future industrial and agricultural area. The land can extend all the way to the southern border, but it is still a large forest with rolling hills in the distance. When the population meets the demand, Roland will definitely start to reclaim this forest.
The Hidden Forest west of the Border Town is also an important development point. There are all kinds of treasures in the forest, such as wood, edible fungi, wild animals, and medicinal materials. In addition to being used in construction and industry, wood can also be used as fuel. The area of this forest is surprisingly large. Roland asked Lightning to explore it. He flew out 30 kilometers and still couldn't see the end. Even if all of it was used as firewood, it would burn for a long time.
Finally, there is the open space between the Hidden Forest and the Desperate Mountains - it is also a restricted area that no one has set foot on, a wild land. According to the direction of the border between the mountains and the forest, the area sandwiched in the middle is extremely vast, almost much larger than the Kingdom of Graycastle. Faced with such an ownerless land, Roland felt itchy. But he also knew that he could not take care of this place for the time being. At present, what Border Town needs most is population.
Back to the castle office, he called the painter Soraya.
"How is the recent work of assisting the City Hall?"
"I have never painted so many paintings in a day," she looked much more energetic than when she first met her, "today, it has basically been finished. But when painting, only a window the size of a head is left, which feels a bit strange."
"Lest your magic pen scare the townspeople," the prince smiled, "although they know that there is a witch, such close contact is still prone to accidents, so simply take some hidden means to make them not know that you are a witch. It will gradually get better in the future."
Soraya's photography ability brought a new improvement to Roland's citizen registration plan. The city hall vacated a room for the plan as an archive to store the information of the townspeople. Similar to the household register, each piece of paper contains their name, age, residence, blood relationship and other information. Barov had briefly counted this information in the winter, and this time the record was expanded by the way. The biggest change is that all the household registers have color photos attached.
According to Roland's request, the city hall set up a small room in the hall that can be entered and exited by one person. The outside was wrapped with linen, leaving only a square window in the front for Soraya to see her appearance. In this way, when the witch draws the portrait in the house, the other party will not see the magical pen.
As for how to get the residents of the territory to come and report their information, Roland gave a very simple method. Everyone who comes can get a subsidy of ten bronze eagles - this money is allocated by the city hall.
"I called you here today because I want you to draw something else." Roland spread the cut paper in front of Soraya.
The latter noticed that the paper pieces were exactly the same size, only half the size of a palm, and rectangular.
"What do you want me to draw?"
"Some entertainment props." Roland said.
This idea has long existed in his mind. Witches have basically nothing to do except practice every day. Such a life seems a bit boring. The same is true for the prince. Especially after the arrival of the new witch, he still has to be restrained in doing anything and can't just have a lewd party. Therefore, it is imperative to come up with some entertainment activities and find a few witches to accompany him to relax.
The simplest is naturally playing cards. However, the soft ordinary paper is not suitable for standing in the hand, and shuffling is also a hassle. Now with Soraya, he can naturally consider making some more advanced things.
"Entertainment?" She tilted her head and thought for a while, as if she didn't understand what kind of entertainment it was to draw on a square piece of paper.
"Okay, you decide."
"First, draw a soldier holding a heavy crossbow on this piece of paper."
"Imagine?"
"Yes, his armor, body shape, age, and the environment he is in are all up to you to imagine. As long as he is holding a heavy crossbow , it's fine."
"Uh... I'll try," Soraya closed her eyes and pondered for a while, and a colorful magic pen appeared in her hand.
Soon, a crossbow soldier who looked
like a middle-aged man jumped on the paper.
"Very good," Roland praised, "Let me think about what to draw next, um... draw a small circle in the upper left corner and the middle of the paper," he recalled the appearance of the cards in his mind, "the first circle is white with a gold border, and the second circle is orange with a gold border."
After these were drawn, Roland asked her to add numbers to the first circle and the bow and arrow symbol to the second circle.
The magic of Soraya's ability is that she can paint regardless of the material, so there is no difference between blank paper and paper with patterns on it for her. The pattern on the latter can perfectly cover the former, just like a layer covering the former.
Then, an exquisite crossbowman card appeared in front of Roland.
"Is this all right?" she asked.
"This is just a unit card. There are many similar cards to be drawn. In the end, we can put together a deck. I will teach you how to play it."
Watching Soraya painting with her eyes closed, Roland had a premonition that perhaps such conversations would soon fill his castle -
what are you going to do? Let's play a game of Gwent first!
When the Gwent cards were finished, Roland nodded with satisfaction. Soraya's ability was really great.
Then the next step was to make posters for promotion.
He found a few larger pieces of paper. This time, Roland didn't need to carefully describe the content, because Soraya had seen those pictures in the past few days.
First, there were the heroic figures of the border army training and fighting, then the scene of Nanawa carefully treating the wounded in the hospital, and the beautiful scene of Anna with green flames all over her body, and so on.
Roland planned to post these pictorials next to the bulletin board and replace them regularly. If there were any celebrations in the future, he would also record them. This kind of publicity effect should be a cross-era creation.
When the pictorials were finished, it was time for Roland to do the most important part that he had been thinking about.
"What? Draw portraits of witches?" Soraya was a little surprised at Roland's idea.
"Of course, beautiful things must be preserved, but this must be agreed to by everyone first. Only with everyone's consent can you draw the portrait, and the pose and background are up to everyone to decide." Roland didn't want to scare the new witch, so he explained.
Soraya thought, why didn't she think of it before? In this way, she could also draw the portraits of her dead sisters. It was also a thought. Then she promised Roland that she would find the witches one by one to draw.
Looking at Soraya's back as she left happily, Roland clapped his hands lightly, and the figure of Nightingale appeared beside her.
"Remember to prepare some poses, or I won't accept them. But don't go too far, don't scare Soraya. We still have to do it step by step, but we can't delay it for too long. The financial deficit is getting bigger and bigger. The border town alone can't establish an internal circulation..."
As he spoke, Roland hugged Nightingale into his arms and kneaded her soft breasts, while Nightingale looked at Roland affectionately and responded in a low voice.