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

But Rand, a casual player, couldn't see from the game's CG that Elsa would even steal her underwear. Where is her morality as a thief? Where is her bottom line as a thief?

Fortunately, Elsa is currently only a high-level professional, and even with her exceptional talent, she is no match for Olena, a top-level professional.

Olena was quite serious. Although she couldn't understand why this petty thief would steal Lord Rand's underwear, it was undoubtedly an offense to him and had to be dealt with seriously.

After listening to the girl's words, Rand said with a strange smile, "I am the master here, and I rule the law here."

The girl's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, thinking, "Could my life be ending here for such a ridiculous reason?"

She suddenly remembered something and said, "I... I'm very rich. I can compensate you."

Rand thought helplessly: How come everyone is so rich? Tanl is like that, Ellie and Olena are like that, and now Elsa looks very wealthy too.

"How do you want to compensate me?" Rand tried to control his expression, trying not to appear greedy for money.

Seeing an opportunity, the girl gestured to Olena with her eyes to move the sword away a little.

Then he took a small bag out of his pocket and handed it to Rand respectfully but guiltily.

Rand didn't take the task; Olena did it for him instead.

Upon opening the bag, you can see gems similar to those funded by Ellie, glittering gold coins, and some trinkets that don't seem to be worth much, such as small gears, toys, and bracelets.

However, from a purely rational perspective, its value certainly surpasses that of Rand's underwear.

Rand didn't take more than he could; he took a gold coin from it and returned the small bag to the girl.

"What's your name?" even though Rand knew her name.

"My name is Elsa, Elsa Ambrose." Olena had already sheathed her sword, so Elsa was able to make a gesture of touching her chest and introduce herself with her first and last name.

"So, can I go now?" Rand was relieved that she hadn't taken too much, but she still wanted to leave this unlucky place as soon as possible. After all, she had stolen a man's underwear!

If she could, she would like to wash her hands right now.

Rand shook his head.

Elsa's heart skipped a beat. She cautiously looked up at Rand, wondering if there was something else going on. She had only stolen a pair of underwear; it wasn't that bad!

After thinking about it, Elsa felt a little guilty. It seemed that stealing someone's underwear was indeed going too far, and this Lord Rand seemed to be a local lord. Her behavior had undoubtedly offended Rand.

Rand continued, "According to the laws of the den, theft not only results in monetary compensation but also administrative penalties, namely detention and forced labor."

In fact, there are currently no laws governing these illegal dens.

Elsa breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. She was familiar with this; it was just going to jail and forced labor, or at most, working in the mines.

Chapter 54 Actors, Script, Stage

It was already autumn, and the autumn wind was chilly. The wheat that had been planted in the spring was almost ripe and ready for harvest.

Moreover, the three-crop rotation system experimental field previously established by RAND can also be used to verify some of the experimental results.

It was morning, the sun had just risen above the horizon, and the air was still a little cool.

However, Rand no longer felt chilly after putting his underwear back on.

Rand detained Elsa, not to make her operate the sewing machine, of course. The main reason was that their current hideout didn't even have a prison, and as for such a high-end machine as a sewing machine, Rand was completely incapable of developing it in a short period of time.

It's simply a matter of not being in the right field.

What he needs are actors.

Currently, the promotion of the White King has solved the problem of the ruins' popularity, but the degree of danger of the ruins and whether there is treasure beneath them are still unknown. At this point, there is an urgent need for someone to act as a promoter to publicize the treasures and knowledge beneath the ruins.

Thinking of this, Rand suddenly remembered a question and asked, "Miss Elsa, you are an adventurer, right?"

Elsa nodded, not understanding.

"Have you ever heard of the White King's family ruins?"

Elsa nodded again.

Rand breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Come with me."

Elsa Ambrosette

Gender: Female

Ability: Versatile and skillful hands (expandable)

Elsa didn't dare to have any objections, after all, there was a top-ranking swordsman watching over her, and disobeying might really mean death.

Walking down from the hideout, in the lower-lying area, you can see a large cluster of houses, as well as a tavern, a blacksmith's shop, and a makeshift medical clinic.

It looks like a small town; conversely, the higher-lying settlements resemble a small village.

Rand's design was to separate the hideout from the adventurers' gathering place. Outsiders were not allowed to enter the hideout normally; at least they had to be inspected before they could come to the hideout's sacrificial chamber to meet him, the lord.

Otherwise, if they had brought the Torch Church's ritual implements, the project, which had just started, might have been aborted.

Following Rand down the stairs, the thief girl, dressed in a night-cloaked bodysuit and leather armor, looked around curiously. She knew there was a ruin here that the White King had advertised, and she had come here with the intention of visiting the ruin.

It seems the White King's men are well-prepared. With such a grand display, it's unlikely to be an ordinary, worthless, or low-value relic.

I don't know why the Frostmoon Kingdom hasn't reacted to this. Did they reach some kind of agreement with the White King?

It's a pity she got a kleptomania and couldn't resist stealing from the lord here. She's been caught now. Otherwise, it would have been very tempting to explore the ruins before others.

As we descended into the underground adventurer's resort, Rand said, "I'd like you to experience the facilities here and share your thoughts."

Of course, Rand wouldn't say from the start that he needed to cooperate with her acting, as that would only make him seem like a liar. Anyway, as long as he didn't go too far, it would be easy to manipulate this kleptomaniac.

The reason why kleptomania is kleptomania is that the urge to steal cannot be resisted by reason alone.

When her kleptomania isn't acting up, Elsa is a perfectly normal and beautiful young woman, as well as a very skilled thief. She can easily get behind Rand before Olena notices her, which is something no ordinary thief could do.

After Rand showed her around, Elsa nodded in approval, indicating that the place was very comfortable.

The second-to-last location is the tavern, which currently only offers cheap ale. Later, when there is a surplus of grain, Rand can try making distilled spirits.

But right now, the important thing is to promote Rand's flavored juice.

Since the resort has not officially opened, the bar counter is currently staffed by Lysa.

After returning from her reconnaissance mission and tasting Rand's homemade juice, she expressed her desire to learn how to make it.

Rand had no objections; Lysa had contributed a lot to the hideout, but in reality, Rand hadn't given her anything in return except for strange things.

There's no need to keep this kind of thing a secret from core members of the hideout like her.

Lysa had excellent coordination, and the entire process was smooth and efficient. The refreshing juice was poured into a wooden cup and handed to Elsa: "4 silver coins."

Elsa felt ripped off. Four silver coins were not a small amount. In the Northern Union, a pound of bread cost four copper coins, and a knight's squire's daily wage was about eighty copper coins. In other words, even a knight's squire, which was considered a very good profession, would have to work for five consecutive days to afford a cup of bread.

Although the price felt outrageous, and I was invited to experience it, why did I have to pay? Is Lord Rand the kind of person who is obsessed with money?

However, she wasn't too upset about the amount of money, and since Elsa was still in the wrong for attempting to steal, she obediently paid the money, then picked up the cup and took a small sip.

Her eyes lit up immediately. She had initially thought it was just some freshly squeezed juice, but it seemed to taste quite good. In her opinion, the four silver coins were well worth it.

Once she tasted it, she was no longer very ladylike. She gulped down the juice, her unrestrained manner rivaling that of Rand.

After finishing her drink, she slammed the glass down on the table: "Another one!"

Rand wasn't in a hurry; if there was money to be made, why not take it? He waited until she was satisfied before leading her on the tour.

The last stop is the large public bath, which is now fully operational. Such a benefit will definitely be given to the believers first. Now that the food is good and they can wear warm clothes, there is no need to worry about frequent bathing causing them to catch a cold or get sick.

Elsa looked up at the huge brick and stone structure. She had noticed it when she came down from the hideout, but she didn't expect it to be a bathhouse. This kind of design was the first time she had ever seen one.

It wasn't that the kings or nobles couldn't afford to build one, but rather that many nobles didn't bathe, and even those who did enjoy bathing only did so for their own enjoyment and wouldn't build such a huge bathhouse.

"Want to try it out?" Rand asked.

Elsa glanced at Rand and said irritably, "Why is it so expensive again?"

Seeing Elsa's initiative, Rand smiled and said, "For a basic rinse, it's 10 copper coins per person."

As for taking a bath, it costs 1 silver coin, and if you want a private bath room, it costs 10 silver coins per person.

Elsa asked about the price and thought it was reasonable, considering the sheer scale of the project and the large amount of fuel required to maintain the hot water.

Nodding, Elsa indicated that she wanted to try it out and handed one silver coin to the receptionist at the bathhouse.

She quickly ran out of the bathhouse and gave the front desk manager 9 silver coins. This world is really chaotic. I never thought that 1 silver coin would be enough to bathe with that Rand and Olena. Olena is obviously not Rand's wife. Doesn't she feel embarrassed?

Elsa also carefully confirmed that the public baths were indeed separated for men and women, but the private bath rooms did not seem to be subject to this restriction.

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Tanl, with his dark brown collar, took the letter and noticed that the messenger from the hideout had also handed him an extra package. He opened it with a puzzled look and found a large bag of coarse sugar and spices, along with a juice recipe.

Unfortunately, Tanl doesn't have time to try it now.

The friction between the Second Prince's faction and the Third Prince's faction intensified, and local conflicts had begun. Tanl was ordered by Earl of Black Brown to confront the army of Marquis of Greenleaf here.

Thanks to Rand's military guide, Tanl's military command ability was recognized by Count Black Brown. Therefore, in addition to the 150 men that his mercenary group could command, Count Black Brown also dispatched an additional 300 men to be under his command.

Unfortunately, things aren't going well right now. Rand's military guidelines can't solve all the problems. Since his forces have grown, all sorts of issues have arisen.

Even more seriously, Tanl sensed that the Marquis of Greenleaf was becoming restless, and a real conflict was about to begin.

Chapter 55 Standoff, Conflict, and the Beginning of War

The Black Brown Earl and the Green Leaf Marquis were roughly equal in strength, but the army confronting Tanl's forces at this moment far outnumbered Tanl's.

The opposing side wasn't a regular army either; their flags looked like a jumbled mess, probably five or six mercenary groups gathered together.

Such situations are common in noble wars. Because maintaining a standing army would bring enormous financial pressure, many nobles would use mercenaries when facing war.

Although the price is high, it is still more cost-effective than raising, training, and maintaining an army yourself.

However, the trade-off is that mercenaries are not under each other's command and may even have significant conflicts with one another.

If mercenaries are used in large numbers, the situation on the other side will appear as a bustling and somewhat noisy mob.

However, the advantage in numbers still brings a huge advantage in combat power. This mercenary alliance can even crush Tanl's forces by taking turns attacking in a war of attrition.

Tanl has 450 men here, while the opposing side has three times that number, estimated to be 1,400.

The two sides faced each other across the river, locked in a standoff.

Judging that a direct military conflict was imminent, Tanl had already sent a message requesting support from Earl of Blackbrown.