Mount & Blade: Pendor Becomes a Dominator Starting with the Creation of a Self-Established Knigh

Chapter 80 Rising Reputation

"Is that even possible?"

"Dog" got more and more excited as he talked, spitting as he recounted their experiences of following Rogge to ambush pirates in the wilderness.

"We followed Chief Rogge, searching the wilderness for pirates and bandits."

"Those pirates are usually very arrogant, but when they see our leader, they're terrified and run away in a panic!"

"Last time we ambushed a pirate squad, I personally killed two of them!"

Wow! That's amazing!

"Absolutely! Chief Rogge is incredibly capable; he leads us to victory every time!"

"Chief Rogge said the team can't do without me!" Dog patted his chest, looking smug.

In no time, various heroic deeds, mixed with "Dog's" personal agenda, spread among the villagers.

Although some team members may exaggerate in order to be more enjoyable.

However, the pirate-style armor they wore and the sophisticated weapons they carried were undeniable evidence, leaving the villagers no choice but to believe it!

"Let me tell you, life is pretty carefree in Chief Rogge's army!"

One of the team members, with a full beard, smacked his lips and said with a wistful expression.

"As long as you train hard and don't make mistakes, you'll have stewed mutton for every meal!"

"After our great victory, Chief Rogge roasted three whole lambs, and we ate as much as we wanted!"

"Forget it, you probably don't know how delicious that whole roasted lamb was!"

Tell me! Tell me now!

The villagers around them, their mouths watering, became even more eager to know the more the authorities kept quiet.

"Okay, I'll continue!"

The whole roasted lamb had all its hair scraped off and was cleaned thoroughly. It was placed on the fire rack to roast while being brushed with oil.

While sprinkling on simple spices, keep turning it over!

The outer skin is roasted to a crispy golden brown, while the meat inside is tender and juicy!

The bearded man swallowed unconsciously as he spoke, as if the aroma still lingered on his tongue. He continued, "I've also discovered a new way to eat it: wrap roasted lamb in tender vegetable leaves and pop it into your mouth. The crispness of the leaves combined with the oil from the roasted meat—the taste is simply amazing!"

His words were immediately echoed by the other team members around him: "That's right!"

"I'll never forget the taste of that whole roasted lamb!"

"And there's stewed meat. Every time they win a battle, Chief Rogge has several large pots of meat stewed for everyone to eat as much as they want!"

As the team members described the scene, the young men around them all lit up, their Adam's apples bobbing as they swallowed hard.

In this era of scarcity, being able to eat meat at every meal was a dream come true.

A few team members, who weren't very discreet, huddled together and said mysteriously, "Let me tell you, the girls at the Happy Hut in the back alley of the city fortress are all incredibly beautiful, with skin so soft you could squeeze water out of it, and they know how to serve you well—"

These words immediately drew glares from the village women who were eavesdropping, but the young men listened with shining eyes, their souls almost stolen away.

Just as the villagers were filled with envy, a young team member proudly pulled out two silver dinars from his pocket.

"Look, this is my salary for this month!"

"You all know that I received a settlement allowance of ten denars when I first joined Chief Rogue's team, right?"

"After that, I'll receive two dinars in salary every month!"

If we win the battle, there will be extra rewards!

The young team member's words completely ignited the villagers' emotions.

You should know that in this region, an ordinary farmer might not be able to save up ten dinars even after a year of hard work.

Joining Rogge's team means receiving ten settlement coins right away, plus a fixed monthly salary—it's like a windfall!

"Really?"

The young team member immediately laughed, jingling the silver coin in his hand: "How could it be fake? Come on, feel it yourselves, can it really be fake?"

The young team member immediately pursed his lips and handed the silver coin to the person closest to him, letting them examine it carefully.

"Is this dinar of mine fake?"

The villagers gathered around, staring at the silver coins in the young team member's hand, their faces full of longing.

Many strong young men grabbed the arms of their teammates, eagerly asking, "Brothers, tell me, does Lord Rogge's team need any more men?"

"I have plenty of strength, but no other skills, except that I can endure hardship!"

Seeing the villagers' eager gazes, the young team member cleared his throat and said, "Lord Rogge's team offers good benefits, but the requirements are also very strict. There are three ironclad rules that must be strictly followed; violating them will result in being kicked out of the team!"

"What ironclad rule? Tell me quickly!"

The team member carefully recalled the three ironclad rules that Rogge had just reiterated, and he actually memorized them all, even expressing their general meanings clearly!

I thought the villagers would hesitate after hearing this, but to my surprise, they became even more excited after listening.

"What kind of strict requirement is this?"

In the past, when I was conscripted by the lord to fight, let alone the spoils of war, even the weapons I brought with me could be taken away by the officers.

"Yes, it's a miracle we came back alive!"

A teammate next to him nodded in agreement: "Now that Lord Rogge has turned the spoils over to the public, won't they eventually distribute them to us? Look at this top-quality axe of mine, it's one of the ones we got!"

"And there's a third rule: no bullying civilians! Isn't that great!"

"Lord Rogge's troops are actually protecting us civilians. How bad could such a force be?"

The crowd's discussion grew louder and their enthusiasm increased.

In an instant, Rogge, who was accompanying Eileen into the camp, saw his reputation on the system panel increase rapidly!

Hearing the enthusiastic discussions around them, one of the team members who had been listening quietly spoke up: "Don't even think about it!"

I heard from Chief Rogge and Captain Virgil the other day that the team isn't planning to recruit too many people for the time being, and they're not taking just anyone!

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured on the villagers' burning enthusiasm. The villagers immediately became anxious, as anxious as ants on a hot pan, frantically inquiring about Rogge's recruitment standards and methods.

From the crowd, Aunt Silin took in all of this.

Looking at the eager young men, she thought of her own son, Gis.

"No, we can't wait any longer!"

"If it's too late, my Geese won't have a chance!"

All the spots are filled, and Roger doesn't need anyone else. We can't break the rules for my Geese, can we?

We can't put him in a difficult position —

Aunt Slin has always been a decisive person; once she makes up her mind, she never procrastinates.

She pushed through the crowd and jogged quickly in the direction Roger had gone.

Sunlight shone on her slightly hunched back, and her steps were quick and firm.

At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind: "I absolutely cannot let Gis fall behind! Especially not behind the rest of the village!"

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