Manor Lord of the Elf World

Chapter 9 Winter is coming
The Middle Ages in the Pokémon world are not that different from the Middle Ages in the real world in some ways.

Aside from the addition of a creature called "Pokémon," the two are almost identical, dividing people into different classes.

Dukes, nobles, commoners, slaves...

Among the retinue the old king arranged for his son were thirty-five slaves who were specifically assigned to household chores and heavy physical labor.

Cliff was one of them.

He was originally from another kingdom, but after his defeat, he became a slave of the Kingdom of Eindooc.

He came here with the caravan along with other slaves, and after experiencing this series of events, Cliff felt hopeless about his future.

Not only were they enslaved, but they also fell into such a state that they were starving, cold, and might even freeze to death.

Perhaps it won't be long before he leaves this world forever on a cold morning.

Cliff thought to himself as he ate a piece of black bread.

Just then, a commotion suddenly arose from not far away.

Cliff heard the voice of the knight named Ryan.

"Everyone, assemble here!"

Cliff put away the half-eaten black bread and followed the group forward with a blank expression.

Soon, everyone in the camp, except for a few seriously injured ones, arrived here.

Through the throng of heads, Cliff saw the third prince of the Kingdom of Eindooc, the boy who was about to become their lord.

For a fleeting moment, his gaze seemed to meet that of the boy, but the boy quickly looked away.

Although the man was young, his serious expression gave him a rather dignified air.

"Everyone, please be quiet," Cliff heard the other person say.

Raven's gaze swept over the crowd before him, and then he slowly spoke:

"After this day, I believe you have all seen our current situation."

"Due to the impact of the blizzard, we lost our way, and our current food reserves are insufficient to support us in reaching our destination."

"However, the only good thing is that we still have enough food to get through the winter."

"However, this winter is still very long, and the temperature will continue to drop over the next two months. Our current tents are probably not enough to withstand the cold wave."

Upon hearing these words, some people turned pale, and despair was revealed in their eyes.

“But thankfully, I’ve found a way.” Raven said solemnly, “I swear on the honor of the Eindooc royal family, I will do everything in my power to ensure that every one of you survives!”

Upon hearing this, the crowd below was slightly taken aback, and they couldn't help but be moved by these words.

"Your Highness Raven..."

Raven glanced at everyone and continued, "For the next month, our carpenter Tucker will be working hard to cut down trees and build houses to prepare for the coming cold snap."

"However, Tucker's strength alone is not enough... So, I hope that everyone can contribute their strength, whether it's fishing, gathering berries, collecting food, or helping to gather wood and build houses. As long as we can get through this winter, everything will be alright!"

"Yes, definitely!" A clear voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

Raven looked up and saw a girl who looked to be about ten years old responding to her with great enthusiasm.

Raven nodded at her.

Upon hearing this speech, the previously leaderless crowd suddenly seemed to have found a pillar of support.

At least for the time being, they no longer need to be confused and they know what they should do.

"Also, there is one more thing."

Raven's voice rang out again.

Everyone instinctively turned their gaze to him.

“From today onwards, there will be no slaves in this territory.”

These words immediately caused a huge uproar among the crowd.

The commoners were alright, but the thirty-five slaves showed expressions of shock and astonishment.

No, there are no slaves anymore... What does that mean?
Does this lord think they're a waste of food and intend to execute them?

“In the name of the lord of this land, I grant you the status of free people.”

Raven's voice rang out again.

"From now on, as long as you work hard, you will get a house of your own, and perhaps in the future, you will also get a piece of land of your own."

The slaves, who were still filled with fear and anxiety just a second ago, immediately opened their eyes wide and looked at each other in disbelief.

Are they... dreaming?
Upon hearing this, Cliff, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice:

"Your Highness Raven, is this true...?"

“Of course.” Raven looked at the man, then suddenly changed the subject: “However…”

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts jumped into their throats once again.

Raven then smiled and continued, "All of this is predicated on us surviving this cold winter."

People breathed a sigh of relief.

The way they looked at the young prince before them had clearly changed considerably.

There was respect, gratitude, and excitement...

Cliff stood there dumbfounded.

No longer a slave... From this day forward, he has regained his status as a free man and is no longer a slave!
The implications of this are self-evident.

Cliff's eyes welled up with tears. "This is wonderful, this is truly wonderful..."

From this day forward, he vowed to follow Prince Raven to the death!

Raven naturally noticed this scene as well, or perhaps this was his original intention.

Looking at the constantly increasing public support and satisfaction levels on the panel in front of him, Raven couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Although he could still talk for a while, there was more important business to attend to at the moment.

"Alright, everyone, please do your part so that our parents and children can survive this winter!" Raven said.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

And so, the noisy crowd began to get busy.

The women picked up baskets and went into the forest to gather berries and collect food.

The strong and healthy men followed the knights to the edge of the forest to cut down trees.

Raven only breathed a sigh of relief after the crowd gradually dispersed.

It's impossible not to be nervous when facing this situation for the first time, after all, he was just an ordinary person in his previous life.

Fortunately, judging from everyone's reaction, his performance was very successful.

Once the crowd had dispersed, Raven turned around and went back to his tent.

In just a short while, he had collected another 50% satisfaction rating.

Soon, once I accumulate 200 satisfaction points, I can unlock a basic technology.

Looking at the Dratini sleeping soundly under the blanket, Raven couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

In fact, their current situation is not safe, even though they have already established territory.

If a Pokémon like Tyranitar were to break in and cause chaos, even all of them combined would probably be no match for Tyranitar.

From this perspective, he needs to become stronger himself.

Raven began to think about training the Mini Dragon.

After all, he is currently the only trainer in the entire territory, so we can call him a trainer for now.

Only by becoming stronger and growing stronger can the dwarf dragons significantly increase their chances of survival.

However, if this is the case, more problems will follow.

Firstly, as a pseudo-legendary Pokémon, Dratini is known for being a "late bloomer".

By the time it grows up and evolves into a Dragonite, their graves will probably be overgrown with weeds.

So, what if I caught another Pokémon like Butterfree that grows quickly? Raven couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Secondly, there were no Pokémon Centers in this era, no doctors who specialized in treating Pokémon injuries, and no one would prepare medicine for Pokémon injuries.

This means that if a mini dragon gets injured during special training, it has no way to receive treatment.

Thinking about this, Raven couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

Compared to other transmigrators, his start was practically hellish...

(End of this chapter)