Wizard Farming Guide

Chapter 42 Matriarchal Society

The two hundred-strong reserve force formed in River Mouth Town will initially remain in the town to receive training in Holmes's shield and spear formation.

At the same time, preliminary physical training will be conducted.

As long as they can complete the intermediate-intensity training, they will get enough bread and meat and will not have to worry about nutritional deficiencies.

As for those lazybones who only maintain the minimum standards and are just thinking about getting enough to eat, they will soon be kicked out of the reserve force.

Once tangible benefits are given out, many serfs will be eager to join in.

This will further encourage soldiers to train and avoid being eliminated at the bottom of the competition.

Holmes, along with two knights and ten regular shield-spearmen, were left in Rivermouth to temporarily manage the town for Rhodes.

Rhodes himself took Loren and five hundred town serfs back to Pingdingshan.

The training of longbowmen differs from that of shield and spearmen.

The terrifying draw weight of the Rosa longbow, starting at 150 pounds, was simply beyond the capacity of serfs to withstand.

They couldn't budge it at all.

Rhodes planned to first have fifty militiamen from Pingdingshan test the waters, while also getting Loren away from the town of River Mouth.

After all, he joined halfway through, and his loyalty cannot be confirmed yet.

Letting him command his local soldiers could easily cause trouble within the army.

With the arrival of the serfs in the town, a new round of construction in Pingdingshan unfolded in full swing.

This time, salaries will no longer be paid uniformly to everyone.

Instead, wages were calculated based on the amount of work done, in addition to food distribution, and distributed according to labor.

The era of egalitarianism is over. Whether they can live well from now on depends on their own efforts.

The serfs were temporarily assigned to live in the large factory buildings. After taking a look around and confirming that there were no problems with the construction, Rhodes returned to his own house.

"This is the restroom. When you need to do that, sit on it, and then flush it with water from here after you're done."

Rod showed Lucia around, familiarizing her with the rooms one by one. "This is the dining room. If you get hungry, just tell the raven next to you, and a girl named Lily will bring you food."

"This is your bedroom. Your clothes are in the cabinet next to you."

After Rod finished speaking, Lucia obediently went into the room.

She glanced at Rod, and seeing that he didn't say anything, she climbed into bed and burrowed under the covers.

"Remember to take off your clothes when you go to sleep," Rod reminded him, looking at the bulging blanket.

It's almost October, and the temperature in the North is already below freezing. You'll be wearing clothes to bed, or you'll catch a cold when you get up.

A rustling sound came from the bedside, and the girl stretched out her fair and delicate arm to neatly arrange her clothes by the bed.

Then she looked up at him, like a puppet waiting for the next instruction.

"Take a break. Call me if you have any problems."

Rod closed the door, still confused about the girl's situation.

The girl strangely showed an obedient attitude towards the man who killed her parents.

What kind of post-traumatic stress disorder is this? Or is it personality amnesia caused by excessive stimulation?

Lacking any understanding of psychology, Rod could only make wild guesses.

He'll leave her for now; he has more important things to do.

It was already evening.

Today is Monday, the day the Northern Remnant opens its gates to him once again.

Rhodes took deep breaths in the room and closed his eyes expectantly.

The familiar feeling of spiritual ascension returned once more, and before my eyes transformed into an indescribable sense of chaos.

After arriving in the Celestial Realm, the soul proceeded along that line.

When Rhodes opened his eyes again.

He returned to that snowfield once again, standing in a forest where the cold wind howled, the heavy snow bending the branches.

Upon seeing the familiar cross mark on the nearby stone, Rhodes was able to confirm it.

Each time he enters, he appears in the same spot he left last time.

At that moment, a black raven feather floated up from his shoulder and transformed into a raven that flew up to a treetop.

He was one of the ravens who had signed the "spiritual contract" with him.

Under the bond of the contract, their souls can enter here together to await the summons.

Unfortunately, there were too many sky monsters in the Northern Remnant, so the raven could only fly at low altitudes within a hundred meters of him.

Although the reconnaissance area was limited, Rhodes still discovered some unusual traces.

Humans, or rather, the spirits of former humans, live on this snowfield.

From the raven's perspective, he gazed at a clearing on the riverbank in the distance.

A village was built there, protected in the middle by a tall birch wood wall.

Just as Rhodes was considering whether to make contact or avoid it, the raven overhead suddenly trembled.

"Okay, looks like I've been found out."

The raven flew back, its soul transforming into a jet-black longsword.

Rhodes held his sword in front of him, watching the three women jump down from the sky, adopting a defensive posture.

Clearly, when he noticed the village, the people inside also noticed him.

The three women were covered in unidentified white fur and carried long-handled axes.

With his wheat-colored skin and smooth muscle lines, his agile physique is like that of a cheetah, exuding a natural, wild charm.

Most importantly, all three are at the first rank.

A large white owl was perched on his shoulder, tilting its head and staring at Rhodes.

It looks like some kind of magical beast that evolved from a snowy owl.

Using his True Sight to confirm their strength, Rhodes discovered that they were all at the peak of the first tier, which gave him a headache.

He's getting ready to run away.

If all else fails, use the soul anchor to immediately exit this world.

"It's a man, no threat." Upon seeing his face, the three women were visibly taken aback, and their tense muscles began to relax.

"Perhaps someone from a nearby village got lost?"

"Never mind, now that we've seen him, he's ours. Let's take him back to the village!"

"That's not a good idea. His woman will be angry. What if she comes knocking on their door?"

"What are you afraid of? A man will die on the snowfield without a woman to protect him. We are saving him."

"That's right, we're saving him, so let me protect him!"

"Get out! He's mine! I saw him first!"

"Well, um, eldest sister, second sister, I think I'm more suitable."

Rhodes, on high alert, slowly lowered his black sword and stared at them with a bewildered expression.

Why did you suddenly start arguing with yourselves?

They spoke a tongue-twisting, awkward, and seemingly nonsensical barbarian language.

With the aid of emotional perception, Rhodes was able to roughly understand their words.

Is this a case of seizing ownership?

Especially when the three of them moved beyond just arguing and actually got physical.

The shockwave from the violent collision ripped up large swaths of snow, sending snowflakes flying everywhere.

Rhodes silently stepped aside to avoid being caught in the crossfire of their battle.

After watching one of them punch a tree as thick as an adult's embrace and knock it down, he silently shut his mouth, thinking it was better not to get involved in their affairs.

"A fondness for women's magic?" Rhodes recalled the situation at Dragon Fortress.

Even in that environment of scarce magical energy, women's physical constitution is no weaker than men's.

If the remnant of the North truly represents the North a thousand years ago, a region with a high level of magical energy.

The women living here would obviously have physiques that would leave men far behind.

"It seems this is a matriarchal society," Rhodes suddenly realized.

(End of this chapter)