The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Fiona frowned and looked at the man in front of her with disdain;

"That bastard master is really daring. The maid will not fall for it again and will not let that lecherous master make a move on her."

She had wanted to try it out to see if there was any possibility of change.

Now that I know it's impossible to change, I won't fall for it...

On the carriage, Ron and his maid Fiona were bickering as usual, while Lilith pretended not to care, but was actually listening intently.

Lucia had only been on the carriage for a short while, and after admiring the scenery for a while, she fell asleep hugging her thick tail. No matter how much noise was made, she couldn't be woken up.

O'Ville couldn't understand what Ron was saying. At first, she was a little curious, but later she also lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

Fria hadn't slept at all; her crimson vertical pupils were always looking out the window, whether she was admiring the scenery or trying to remember this journey, it was hard to tell.

But occasionally, out of the corner of her eye, she would glance at the only man in the carriage...

As time went by, the convoy gradually grew, from less than four hundred people to seven or eight hundred.

However, the number of people has now remained at this level and is no longer growing significantly.

The reason is simple: the farther away from Winterfell, the more forks in the road there are, and the lower the probability of encountering other nobles abandoning their farmers.

Ron glanced out the window and saw such a large group of serfs following him. He felt both happy and inexplicably sad.

This is not just the tragedy of one person, but the tragedy of an era.

If minor nobles are like clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of major nobles, then the lower classes are like intelligent livestock.

This is how most nobles viewed farmers: no different from horses and oxen, just consumables.

"Is the master frowning because he's worried about how to settle his people?"

With her keen observation skills, Fiona immediately noticed Ron's melancholy expression.

"I already have a plan for how to settle them."

A few days ago, Ron had already gone to the frontier and figured out exactly how to build his territory and plant wheat.

"Oh? Then tell the maid what you said, Master."

The man's answer piqued Fiona's curiosity; she was eager to know what arrangements her master would make.

"Of course, if the master's plan is terrible, the maid will laugh at him mercilessly."

Fiona raised her chin, revealing a smug expression.

“First of all, it is difficult to manage when there are many people. There will always be hardworking people and particularly lazy people.”

Ron ignored his maid's words and spoke with a serious expression:

"In order to effectively deal with this situation, I plan to implement a team-based farming system."

"Team-based communal farming?"

At first, Fiona thought Ron couldn't explain it clearly, but when she heard the professional and somewhat difficult-to-understand words, she was stunned.

Lilith, who hadn't paid much attention to the matter before, turned her head and stared intently at the man in front of her when she heard such a novel term.

"Yes."

Ron nodded and continued to explain;

"I plan to have the people form teams of 10, and select a team leader from each team. At the end of the quarter, each team will have a ranking based on their harvest. The higher the ranking, the more silver coins they will receive each quarter, and the food supply will also be upgraded."

As he said this, a mischievous smile crept across his face;

"Those who rank low will have fewer silver coins and will only be able to eat rye bread with sawdust."

Upon hearing this, Fiona's pupils widened, unable to process the news for a moment.

She touched her forehead and spoke with some excitement;

“Master, your method can perfectly solve the problem of hardworking people and lazy people reaping the same harvest.”

When did our owner become so clever? He actually came up with such a perfect solution.

"With a captain, management becomes much simpler, and team members will encourage each other to earn more silver coins and eat better."

Lilith swallowed hard and looked excitedly at the man beside her;

"My lord, Lilith made the right choice in following you. You will definitely become an excellent lord."

At first, she just thought that her lord was a nobleman with excellent taste, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen her at first glance.

Later, I realized that the lord was very lecherous and always liked to flirt with maids and female dragons, but that wasn't a major problem.

After all, they're nobles; it would be abnormal if they didn't have any special quirks.

Upon hearing about the squad-based farming system, Lilith suddenly felt that she could see a bright future.

This is the enlightened ruler I've been searching for all this time!

"I can rest easy when they start fighting amongst themselves."

As a qualified lord, and having once been a lowly servant in society, Ron knew all too well how to manipulate those at the bottom of society.

Only by making them fight and oppose each other can one rest easy, manage the army with peace of mind, and expand territory.

There are countless trivial matters among the serfs, and as a lord, how could he have time to be distracted by such things?

Actually, he had an advanced plan, but he didn't reveal it.

The plan is that if a team ranks in the top ten more than ten times, the descendants of the team members can qualify to become knights.

This would absolutely drive the people crazy, because it is their only way to transcend class.

For ordinary people, knights are an unattainable dream.

Now that they have such an opportunity, how could they not cherish it?

Knights selected from the descendants of the people are undoubtedly loyal, so this is a perfect win-win plan.

"The maid suddenly felt that her master's serious demeanor was quite frightening."

Fiona wasn't opposed to this solution, but she inexplicably felt that Ron had changed a lot, actually coming up with such a perfect and unbelievable solution.

It can be said that as long as this plan is implemented, the problem will be solved once and for all.

At most, two agricultural managers will be assigned to resolve conflicts between the teams; the rest of the villagers will handle it themselves.

"For a lord, clear rewards and punishments and strict governance are far more commendable than indecisiveness and kindness."

Lilith believed that Ron's way of managing his subordinates would definitely earn everyone's trust.

Although this system may seem somewhat cruel.

But hardworking people will be absolutely grateful to Ron, because it made them richer.

Under this system, the harvest from farming in Ron's territory will be greater than that of any other territory.

"Your talent surpasses that of everyone else in this pioneering war."

Lilith's eyes were filled with admiration and appreciation as she looked at Ron.

Since the lord is so outstanding, I must work even harder to research and develop frost-resistant wheat...

"Excellent, you have a good eye."

Ron nodded in satisfaction, a smile creeping onto his face.

However, he felt no unease, since few of the nobles who participated in the pioneering war were weak.

In particular, there are two powerful noble groups that cannot be neglected at any time.

Of course, we're not worried about that right now.

Establishing territory, cultivating wheat fields, and forming hunting teams are the immediate priorities; Wilson Gray, their sworn enemy, will have to wait.

According to Ron's estimation, Wilson Gray would not easily invade the swamp before his territory was established.

After all, this carries certain risks and could significantly delay the progress of territory development.

If, while attacking his own territory, his new territories are attacked by other lords, he will find himself unable to defend both sides.

Only by building strong defensive fortifications can one launch an invasion against other lords.

However, the most important thing is to quickly form a hunting team, because with so many mouths to feed, the food supply will probably only last for two months.

There is a food shortage that needs to be replenished for more than a month, which is estimated to require more than 20,000 catties of meat, as well as some wild vegetables and berries.

It was autumn, the time when many wild fruits and vegetables ripened.

As long as there are hunting and gathering teams of a dozen or so people, the food shortage problem should not be a big issue.

If there's really no other way, then we'll have to plunder from other lords.

Coincidentally, Wilson Gray, his sworn enemy, built his territory on the only route between the swamp and Winterhold in order to ambush him.

Then all the old and new grudges will be settled at once. As the son of a viscount, he is very wealthy and will probably be able to make a good profit.

Of course, we can't be careless. After all, the strength on paper is roughly equal, and even if we win, it will only be a narrow victory.

We need to achieve victory through unconventional means, taking advantage of favorable timing and location, and employing some strategic planning.

This can greatly reduce casualties.

"Whoo~"