The victory of a religion in another world is so easy?

He may have been too harsh on Ellie and Olenna before, pushing all the work onto them, which caused Rand to temporarily lose his ability to handle miscellaneous tasks. Now that he has to pick it up again, he is not only completely confused, but also flustered, to the point that he has to work overtime all night.

Starting today, I'm giving up laziness!

Just as Rand was eagerly awaiting Ellie and Olenna's return.

The two men looked grave at this moment.

Ellie and Olena were now surrounded. Ten horses were in sight, and there were likely more people hiding in the bushes.

Unexpectedly, no sooner had that baron been wiped out than the peaceful days began to give way to bandits in Crescent Territory.

Ellie raised her cane, while Olena secured a shoulder guard to her shoulder and then drew her sword.

The two stood back to back, surrounded by ten bandits.

The bandits, seeing that the two women were weak, were not in a hurry and even laughed triumphantly.

As they drew closer and saw Ellie and Olena's faces clearly, they were utterly astonished. Their greedy gazes were almost tangible, as if they wanted to devour them alive.

The bandit leader rode his horse up to Ellie and Olena, a smile playing on his lips but a fierce glint in his eyes: "Ladies, give me a smile?"

He didn't move any closer, but returned to the bandit group, then allowed his men to come forward one by one to watch: "If you serve us well, maybe we'll spare your lives, hahahahahaha."

This is obviously fake.

After confirming that there were only this many of them, Ellie and Olena, though still wary, relaxed. They weren't angry at being treated like animals; they were all just dead people anyway.

Ellie, instead, began observing the bandits, even whispering to Olena, "Oleena, don't they find it strange? What woman would wander around outside on her own?"

Olena responded softly, "Maybe she's inexperienced. Be careful, Ellie, otherwise it wouldn't be good if she got hurt because of carelessness."

Seeing the two women chatting away, seemingly ignoring them, the bandits became angry; they were actually looking down on them.

Enraged, one of the bandits drew his bow and shot an arrow straight at Olena's feet.

Because they were beautiful, even when they were very angry, they did not have the intention to harm them immediately.

Olena remained unmoved, watching the arrows fly to her feet.

Seeing that Ellie and Olena didn't move, the bandits assumed they were scared out of their wits and started laughing again. Then one of the bandits felt that the time was right, so he spurred his horse over, intending to grab one of them, pin her to the horse, and take her away.

He rode over on horseback and passed Olena.

Olena then casually flicked the blood off the tip of her Swift Sword, and the bandit rode forward a short distance before falling off his horse, twitching twice on the ground, and then remaining still.

Now the bandits finally realized something was wrong; these two beauties, alone in the wilderness, seemed quite formidable.

Olena whispered to Ellie, "Don't let them escape; the hideout is desperately short of horses."

Ellie rolled her eyes, feeling that Olena was taking her identity as a member of the hideout too seriously, but her subordinates were not to be outdone. They slightly raised their staffs, and Olena would prioritize attacking anyone who tried to escape.

But losing just one person is not enough to scare them off. If they were scared off by that, it would be like losing their spirit as bandits, and they might not dare to rob anyone in the future.

Therefore, they decided to attack together. Under the leader's guidance, they managed to organize their formation and then charged towards Olena.

Seeing that they didn't run, Ellie tilted her staff, and as the spell was prepared, a scarlet sphere of energy rolled at the tip of the staff.

Then came the exchange of blows. Olena faced the charging cavalry with unwavering composure. As the bandits reached her, she leaped lightly, as nimble and agile as a hummingbird.

They moved through the air as if walking on flat ground, flashing and leaping about.

Ellie fired two or three energy projectiles before jumping away, avoiding the bandits' frontal charge.

Just after the charge ended, the remaining nine bandits all stopped breathing. Olena landed lightly, shook off the bloodstains from her sword, and then sheathed it.

Next, remove the shoulder armor that was fixed to the left shoulder and put it in the bag.

Of the ten bandits, only ten horses remain. With the fighting pressure relatively low, Ellie and Olena have the strength to control themselves and avoid harming the innocent horses.

These horses were probably quite well-trained; having lost their owner's control, they all stopped and remained in place.

This greatly reduced Ellie and Olena's workload. As adventurers of this era, they were quite familiar with horses and quickly gathered them together, preparing to lead them back to their hideout.

As they walked, Ellie suddenly said, "Didn't Rand say before that room and board wouldn't be free?"

Olena nodded, puzzled. "Yes, what's wrong?"

“Then shouldn’t we give these horses to Rand for free?” Ellie said seriously.

Olena's beautiful, bright eyes widened slightly, then she chuckled: "Then our Lord Rand will have something to worry about."

For a while, they were the ones who handled all the miscellaneous matters at the hideout, so they were very clear about the hideout's financial situation.

A decent warhorse costs about three gold coins, so ten would cost thirty gold coins. I don't know where these bandits got such good horses, but they're all now their hideout.

The premise is that Rand can afford it.

It now seems that the gems that Rand originally intended to keep and use to fund the construction of the Great Bath, funded by Ellie, have to be used. Warhorses are a very scarce resource, and Rand certainly won't let go of such a valuable asset.

Thinking of this, Ellie and Olena both laughed. They had been exploited by Rand for a long time, and now they finally felt a sense of triumph.

Back at their hideout, Rand was already waiting anxiously at the door. When he saw Ellie and Olena each leading five horses, Rand looked surprised.

"Where did you get the horse? Did you also go shopping elsewhere?"

Ellie shook her head: "No, we encountered bandits on our way back."

Rand's expression suddenly turned serious. Bandits were very dangerous to the villagers, and they had to be wiped out as soon as they appeared. Fortunately, they met Ellie and Olena.

It now seems that the war between the Kingdom of Lunsa and the Northern Alliance has had a significant impact. Apart from Crescent Moon Territory, other nearby territories are likely in chaos as well. This is why, due to the extremely low level of security, villagers and citizens have become bandits and have even wandered into Crescent Moon Territory.

But right now, the most important thing is these horses; they represent a huge fortune.

Rand kept gesturing with his eyes, looking at the horses behind Ellie and Olena with a longing smile.

Ellie smiled and then ignored Rand's gaze.

Chapter 40 Textbook Compilation

After some haggling, it was finally agreed that the ten warhorses would be leased by Rand, with rental fees to be paid every six months.

There was nothing they could do about Randelle and Olena, who absolutely refused to pay for the horses. After all, they were near the hideout and had no way to sell the warhorses to anyone other than Randelle.

Throughout the entire Crescent Territory, Land's stronghold was the only one with the resources to consume these warhorses.

Moreover, although they don't say it, they naturally categorize themselves as belonging to the enemy's camp. In fact, if there were other forces, they wouldn't do anything to aid the enemy.

After agreeing to the lease for Rand, Olenna and Ellie skillfully took over Rand's work, including the lease of the warhorse.

There was also the task of compiling teaching materials. Ellie rolled her eyes when Rand told her this: "So you haven't done anything all this time?"

Rand chuckled. In fact, he had done quite a bit. At least the construction of the resort was progressing steadily. It was just that there were some teaching materials that he really didn't know how to start with.

"What kind of textbooks do you use to learn to recognize characters and do math?"

Ellie looked at Olena, who nodded and said, "I used to be in charge of Ellie's education, so I'll take over."

“Actually, I did do some things too.” Rand scratched his face.

Olena didn't care how much Rand had actually done; such simple chores weren't something a leader should be doing. But since Rand had said so...

She was also eager to see what Rand had done; this divine messenger always had some very novel ideas: "Shall we talk slowly?"

Ellie glanced at the two who were about to discuss the teaching materials, but she wasn't very interested. Right now, she needed to quickly finish up the miscellaneous tasks at hand and supervise the training of the army.

Due to the gradual increase in resources, Rand has selected some full-time soldiers for training, and the first batch of the Abundance Mercenary Group assigned to Tanl consists of full-time soldiers.

We need to hurry up and train the second batch to replenish Tan'er's ranks; otherwise, given the current size of the Fengrang Mercenary Group, it will be difficult to truly catch the eye of those great nobles.

Just as Ellie began processing the documents, Rand pulled out a small booklet in front of Olenna.

When you open it, you'll see some strange symbols on it.

Rand pointed to the symbols above: "I call this simple mathematics."

Olena was confused and waited for Rand's explanation.

"At the beginning, they only need to learn the simplest arithmetic." Rand needed to train grassroots officials, not mathematicians, so the mathematics written in the pamphlets was the most basic.

The numbers in this world are the same Arabic numerals used in Rand's previous life, so Rand didn't need to invent a new number system.

Rand simply used horizontal bars to indicate the quantity represented by the number for ease of understanding.

These are all things Olena can understand; they are simple and easy to understand, meeting the standards of early childhood education materials.

But soon, the swordswoman, whose swordsmanship was superb and whose academic level was also quite remarkable, began to show surprise in her eyes.

As for mathematics, Rand only needed them to learn addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division up to 100; nothing else was necessary.

Therefore, Rand skillfully incorporated the multiplication table.

Addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division within 100 can be solved perfectly as long as you are proficient in using basic addition and subtraction and the multiplication table!

Olena didn't understand it immediately, but with Rand's explanation, she quickly grasped the ingenious use of the multiplication table.

Troublesome multiplication problems suddenly become simple and efficient.

After understanding, Olena looked at Rand with a puzzled expression: "Isn't this completely finished? Why are you being so modest?"

Before, judging from Rand's appearance, I felt that he hadn't done anything. Now it seems that's not the case at all. He actually prepared the math textbook so quickly, and even used his extraordinary wisdom to create this strange but definitely useful multiplication table.

Rand scratched his face awkwardly, because he was completely clueless about the other part of the textbook. His understanding of the language in this world came entirely from the benefits of being a transmigrator; he could read and write it, but didn't know how it worked.

Olena immediately understood the situation; it was perfectly normal that she couldn't write teaching materials to teach people to read, and she could handle that herself.

The most important thing right now is to ask more questions about mathematics. Since graduating from the Royal Academy of the White Kingdom, she has never been so eager to learn: "Would you be willing to talk more about mathematics?"

Chosen by the White King Calant as his younger sister's swordsmanship instructor, Olena's expertise is naturally not limited to swordsmanship, or rather, her academic achievements may even surpass her unparalleled swordsmanship.

He was being pestered, and Rand had no choice but to mechanically answer Olena's questions. As a proper agricultural college student, his math skills weren't too bad, but he couldn't stand Olena's constant questioning. This secretary was just too intelligent, and he felt like he would be drained dry very quickly.

Olena didn't linger for too long, knowing full well that there was plenty of time.

She didn't believe that Rand's knowledge came from that Goddess of Abundance. She had specifically looked into it recently, and the Goddess of Abundance cult was supposed to be a pure cult, the most evil kind of cult that would sacrifice living people.

However, today's Abundance sect, apart from its outdated doctrines and some followers who still exhibit the characteristics of blessing, is completely unrecognizable.

So Olena is more inclined to believe that Rand is a fraud. She actually chatted with the members of the Abundance Cult, and many of them had joined the Abundance Cult even earlier than Rand.

She asked even more detailed questions than Tanl, and thus learned some more detailed information, such as the fact that Rand seemed to have been captured and used as a sacrifice at the beginning.

As for why he later became the so-called messenger of the gods, there is probably a thrilling story behind it.

Because of this speculation, Olena can hardly regard the hideout as a cult anymore; now it seems that it is at most just a group of ordinary people who want a better life.

After confirming the faction affiliation of the hideout, Olena's many reservations about the place disappeared, and she was therefore very willing to see the hideout develop better.