I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 186 The Mirror of True Sight
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"Ginkgo biloba is a herb that restores physical strength, stabilizes blood circulation, and soothes the mind. Two catties of seeds are needed per acre."

"Evening primrose strengthens the body; three catties of seeds are needed per acre."

"Dragon's Blood Grass, used to stop bleeding and detoxify..."

"Wolfsbane..."

"ivy……"

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Luna told Rhodes about the herbs she was going to plant.

The amount of seeds needed for each acre of herb cultivation is approximately two to three kilograms.

Herb cultivation is highly specialized, employing various methods such as manual sowing, cuttings, and division.

Only in this way can the survival rate of herbs be ensured, rather than being sown on a large scale like grain.

It is often used to ensure survival rate rather than for large-scale sowing.

Of course, it's also because herb seeds are relatively expensive and cannot be used as freely as grains.

Of course, there are exceptions. For example, wolfsbane, a herb with strong vitality, can be sown without any problem.

There are quite a few in the wild, but Rhodes cultivates them entirely because they can mutate.

Some herbs are not grown. For example, ivy, which strengthens blood and bones, needs to be propagated by cuttings, while dracaena needs to be planted from roots.

"I think the amount of wolfsbane can be reduced appropriately. Ginkgo biloba is not common in the wild, so we can plant more of it."

Luna offered her suggestion.

Rhodes nodded. "We can add some similar herbs that enhance physical fitness. It doesn't have to be five kinds, and it doesn't necessarily have to be ten acres."

"If you have suitable seeds, you can also plant some."

Rod explained, "The main purpose is still to establish the herb garden."

Typically, a herb garden is not fully planted in the first year; many herbs are planted and seeded simultaneously.

In the first year, we may only plant ten acres to save enough seeds, and then expand the area in the second year.

"Plant some more herbs that can enhance and influence mental strength."

As soon as Rhodes finished speaking, Luna was clearly stunned.

Luna doesn't yet have the concept of "enhancing mental strength".

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you referring to herbs like verbena?"

Verbena has the effects of calming the mind and soothing the nerves, promoting sleep, and relieving mental tension and anxiety.

Verbena officinalis also has anti-inflammatory effects and can relieve muscle pain; it is a commonly used herb.

"Ah."

Rhodes nodded and offered to introduce the plants: "Mistletoe, black quinoa petals, mandrake, and these."

"Wait a moment, I'll write a list for you."

Rhodes immediately took out paper and pen and wrote down more than a dozen common herbs that were common or might exist in the Northern Wastes.

"You may not recognize some of the herbs listed here, but they are all in the herbal booklet I gave you."

Rhodes instructed Luna, "Choose suitable plants."

"Yes, my lord."

Luna stepped forward, took the list written by Rod, dried the ink, and put it away.

Rod then looked at Otto and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Sir, the land has been tilled, and our Ministry of Agriculture can now free up manpower."

With a broad smile, Otto asked, "Why don't you choose the location for the herb garden first?"

"Hehe, we can build a fence first."

Rod was somewhat surprised and said, "It's the dead of winter, and the ground is hard to dig."

"You're right, but didn't we plow the land a few days ago?"

Otto said in a low voice, "Just arrange it and let them do it slowly."

Rhodes understood.

Otto also realized what it felt like to have power.

The lord's orders must be obeyed, whether you like it or not.

If you can turn over the ground in winter, why can't you dig a hole in the fence?
Rod smiled and said, "We can plan ahead and prepare the wooden poles for the fence first, without rushing to dig holes."

When assigning tasks, priorities should be set, and different approaches should be taken for different situations.

While excessive pressure may work in the short term, it will inevitably backfire in the long run.

"Yes, sir."

Otto nodded quickly, "When shall we begin, sir?"

"Then now."

Rhodes stood up and led Otto and Luna out of the hall.

The herb garden should be established around Frostleaf Town, so Rhodes won't need to travel too far.

Rhodes now understands.

In the future, the area around Frostleaf Town will likely consist of places like workshops and herb gardens, and farmland will gradually be relocated.

As soon as Rod stepped out of the town gate, Us, along with Gala of the Eagle Feather Tribe, chased after him.

"My lord, Lord Gunle has sent back new information."

Us presented the leather bag to Rhodes with both hands.

Rhodes frowned slightly, but took the letter without hesitation and began to examine it.

In his daily reports, Gunle would have the soldiers transporting the prey bring the information back.

Sending a message naturally means there is something important to report.

Sure enough, the letter mentioned two important things, both about Chris.

The first thing was to provide a detailed account of Chris's ambush and the subsequent battle report.

The key point mentioned is that the eagles of Tucson failed to detect the lizardmen, who had already laid an ambush.

Just like predicting Chris's route.

The second thing was that Chris stumbled upon the lizardmen's hideout and discovered another alien race besides the lizardmen.

Yak people.

Chris witnessed firsthand the lizardmen capturing a group of yak people.

Kyle, the snow rabbit man, told Chris that the yak man was honest and kind, very strong, and skilled at blacksmithing.

Chris felt this was very important, believing that the Yak people were a foreign race that could be united with, so he specially sent the message back quickly.

"The location of the herb garden will be decided tomorrow."

Rhodes closed the letter, immediately changed his itinerary, and gave instructions to his guards.
"Have Sherry come to see me in the manor hall."

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"Yes, yak people do know how to forge iron."

Sherry nodded seriously, her rabbit ears swaying back and forth.

"They can't compare to the blacksmiths in our Frostleaf Town. They work very slowly and their products are very rough."

Sherry explained, "But where we're from, they're still the most skilled blacksmiths, and they're also very strong."

Sherry tilted her head back and gestured with her hand.
“They were all extremely tall, each one taller than Gunther.”

"Yeah, Chris said they all look over two meters tall."

Rhodes nodded and pressed further, "Are they honest and kind-hearted?"

"Yes, they are good, but a bit slow and unresponsive."

“We have a good relationship with the Giant Hoof tribe of the Yak people, and we used to exchange goods frequently.”

As Shirley spoke, her brows furrowed slightly. "But legend has it that you can't anger them, or they'll easily go berserk."

"Why did you go berserk?"

Rhodes asked curiously, "Will it attack others?"

"It's not just what you said, they attack everyone!"

Sherry explained, "Their eyes turn blood red, and they attack anyone they see. It's terrifying until they run out of strength!"

Rhodes frowned after hearing this.

Therefore, yak people seem unreliable, and their connections are not very valuable.

Rhodes needs to seriously consider Chris's suggestion to save people.

"But you don't need to worry, they usually won't get angry."

Seemingly sensing Rod's thoughts, Sherry spoke up, "At least I've never seen it before."

Rod raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You mean it?"

"Of course, I promise!"

Sheryl patted her chest and assured him, "The only story I've ever heard of a yak man going mad was about an older yak man I knew before. His mother was killed by a giant bear, and his father went mad and killed the bear."

"It's a pity that his father eventually died from exhaustion and had his arm bitten off by a giant bear."

"If that's the case, then yes, we should go crazy."

Rod sighed.

Even humans can go mad if their beloved dies in front of them, let alone the yak people who are born with a tendency to go mad.

If what Sherry said is true, then the yak people are indeed very powerful.

—Taking a giant bear one-on-one is something an ordinary person can't do.

"Then why didn't you join forces with the Minotaur tribe of the Gianthoof tribe when you were being hunted down by the Bloodscale tribe?" Rhodes asked.

"what?"

Sherry paused for a moment, then couldn't help but purse her lips.

Unable to resist, she lowered her head and chuckled through her nose.

"Ok?"

Rod looked at Sherry with a puzzled expression. "What... is that funny?"

Sherry swallowed hard, suppressing her smile.

"My lord, you don't know, the yak people of the Giant Hoof tribe were captured first..."

"..."

Rhodes was speechless.

"They're so powerful, and they have mad cow disease, how could they have been arrested before you?"

"Their tribe is small in number? They fell into the lizardmen's trap?"

"No, my lord, they are many more than we are."

Sherry shook her head and sighed.
"They are honest and very patient. The reptilians are clever; they only whip them and steal their things, but they don't kill anyone."

"So the yak people didn't really resist and were obediently captured by the lizard people." "They were really honest."

Rod couldn't help but comment.

They truly are yak people.

Born to be a beast.

Rhodes pressed further, "So if I take them from the lizardmen, will they obediently work for me?"

"Of course, the treatment here is so good."

Sheryl nodded without hesitation, “Yak people are very easy to feed. When there is no food, they will even eat grass and tree bark.”

With such an honest nature, if they also had a poor appetite, they would have gone extinct long ago.

Rod couldn't help but think to himself, and suddenly an idea popped into his head.

"Then tell me about those yak people,"

He looked at Sherry and asked with a smile, "Do they eat beef?"

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Rod didn't chat with Sherry for long before quickly sending her back to oversee the project.

After the snow rabbit people from the White Claw tribe arrived, her work became even busier than before.

In particular, the Snow Rabbits of the White Claw Tribe do not speak the Imperial Common Language, so Sherry sometimes has to handle some of their daily chores.

After Sherry left, Rod went into Avril's room.

"So, have you found the answer?"

"There are some."

Avril pursed her lips and said, "There are many spells for long-distance exploration, such as detection spells, long-range vision, or prophetic spells."

"But these are all spells that can be cast by a formal wizard, and some are even spells that can only be cast by a second-tier wizard."

"If there were spellcasters among the lizardmen with such powerful abilities, they should have already broken out of the Icefield Mountains, right?"

"you're right."

Rhodes nodded, smiling as he stared at Avril's cheek, and asked, "So you should have an answer by now."

"Hmm, I suspect that the spellcaster might possess a predictive magical item."

Avril explained, "But these magical items cannot be used to monitor any person or place at will. Otherwise, Gunle and the others wouldn't have been able to come and go freely to hunt lizardmen."

"This item should be able to be marked on a target to monitor or predict their movements."

Avril took the alchemical tome, opened it, and presented it to Rhodes.

"I followed this line of thought and found this."

"The Mirror of Truth".

Rod looked at the spot Avril was pointing to, which was a metal mirror about half a person's height.

The surface of the mirror was covered with fine patterns that looked like witchcraft runes.

The most distinctive feature of this mirror is that it has a single open eye embedded in the upper part.

His purple pupils shone with an eerie light, and even from the illustration of the item, Rhodes could sense something was off.

The base of the mirror is shaped like three claws, which seem to be the skeleton of some otherworldly creature, with a purple gem embedded in each claw.

"Is there any way to stop this surveillance?"

Rod asked.

Avril sighed and shook her head slightly.

"I'm sorry, darling, we don't have the ability to remove this mark yet."

"Apart from the controller of the Mirror of True Sight, only formal wizards have the ability to remove it."

"Perhaps you should ask the Dawn Society?"

Rod didn't speak, but took a deep breath and fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, the others remained silent and watched Rhodes quietly.

After a long while, Rhodes looked at Avril and asked, "Is it only possible to observe those who have been marked?"

“Yes,” Avril replied.

"it is good."

Rhodes responded, his gaze becoming deep.

Since it cannot be removed.

Then let's make good use of it.

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Evening, in the caves of Razor Plains.

The fire crackled, and the orange-red flames danced on the stone wall, illuminating three figures.

Chris, his forehead covered in sweat, stood in the corner, his body contorted as he practiced the Knight Breathing Technique.

Raine leaned against the cave wall, wiping his hunting bow, while Gunle lay half-reclined on a fur blanket, clutching a roasted rabbit leg, his mouth glistening with oil.

"Gunner, you've already eaten four rabbit legs, aren't you full?"

Renn put the bow away and said with a smile, "You're eating like this before dinner time? Don't you plan to eat anything tonight?"

"It doesn't affect it."

Gunle threw the bone in his hand into the fire and let out a long burp.

"Alright, I'm full. It's time for me to start cultivating."

Gunle stretched and said, "Even if there's no hope, we still have to practice."

"People who truly feel there is no hope will stop practicing."

Ryan pursed his lips. "Like me."

Gunle spat at Renn, said nothing, and walked straight to the other side.

Before he could even begin his cultivation, a soldier suddenly rushed in to report.
"My lords, the lord has sent you a letter."

"Okay, give it to me."

Gunle stopped what he was doing and casually walked forward.

The soldier respectfully took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Gunther.

"The other two adults also have them."

The soldiers looked at Ryan and Chris.

"The lord has instructed that the three of you have different tasks, so please check and carry them out separately and do not interfere with each other."

The three of them were curious and exchanged glances.

Seeing the soldier's serious expression, Ryan and Chris stepped forward one after the other to take the letter.

The three of them consciously returned to their seats and checked the contents of the letter.

After a while.

Ryan and Gunle were the first to finish reading the letter and exchanged a glance.

Renn looked at Chris and asked, "What did the lord say to you? Is it convenient for you to tell me?"

"It's nothing. The lord told me to stay here and look after these lizardman prisoners. He'll send some people to take over in a few days."

Chris laughed and said, "Then he said he hoped I could lend Tucson to you for other missions."

"Apart from that, it's just some things about my family. My wife and children are doing well."

"What's your mission?" Chris asked.

"I'm not as good as you."

"A magical beast has been discovered in Ice Peak Valley. We need to go and support Baron Bronn. It will be in two days," Raine sighed.

"That magical beast is elusive and we need those falconers to track it down."

"The supplies and prisoners are all under your care."

After finishing speaking, Ryan turned to look at Gunle, "What's your mission?"

“Me too,” Gunle grinned.

Renn was taken aback. "Then why did you write it separately, Lord? Don't you find it troublesome?"

"Hehe, our letters also contain personal matters, about our women."

Gunle's smile deepened, and he casually tossed the letter into the fire.

Seeing this, Ryan also threw the letter into the fire, watching as the paper was engulfed by the flames.

Chris was no exception.

After finishing these tasks, the three of them went about their own business.

The following morning, Gunle and Renn led their team toward the Ice Peak Valley.

They had barely left when the group stopped and turned headed straight for the icy mountain range to the northeast.

"Tussen, Sakura, send your eagles to this place."

After reaching a secluded ravine, Gunle opened the map, pointed to the lizardmen's camp, and gave an order to the falconer beside him.

"Monitor the movements of the lizardmen here, and report any activity immediately."

"But be careful not to be discovered, the lizardmen may already know of your falconers' existence."

"Yes, Lord Gonle."

Tucson and Sakura answered in unison and immediately began communicating with their eagles.

Gunle looked at Raine, grinning.
"Next, the play that the lord mentioned is about to begin."

His words left his deputy bewildered.

We had agreed to go to Ice Peak Valley, but we suddenly changed our route halfway there, and now they've suddenly brought up some kind of drama.

Everyone was immediately filled with doubt.

Only Ryan smiled broadly, saying, "I just wonder if Chris will be angry after he finds out he's been tricked."

"angry?"

Gunther raised his voice, "What's he angry about?"

"If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble."

Gonner's words immediately startled everyone.

"Lord Chris has betrayed the lord?"

Gunle's second-in-command frowned, his hand unconsciously resting on the hilt of the longsword at his waist.

"Just take it as such."

Gunle made a casual remark, and Renn smiled knowingly.

Just then, Sakura ran over to report,
"Lord Gunther, Lord Renn, a group of people has gone out from the lizardmen camp!"

"They're densely packed together, and with the lizardman hybrids included, there are at least seven tens!"

Upon hearing the report, Gunther and Ryan exchanged a smile.
"Time to get to work."

(End of this chapter)