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Chapter 24 Stone Creek Territory Becomes Fat

The next day, Boris's men arrived at Stonebrook Territory.

Stone Creek Ridge Manor.

When Colin was brought into the manor, Peter was sitting in the meeting room.

Although it's called a manor, it's already quite large.

Peter arrived late, but he was wealthy. He was the son of the Earl of Red Maple and had brought with him a fortune of over ten thousand gold dragons from the duchy.

The houses were neatly built, the walls were tall and sturdy, and guards stood on the watchtowers, where several crossbows were placed.

Colin recognized several of them; they were enchanted equipment made by mages, each costing hundreds of gold coins. Their defensive capabilities were almost comparable to those of the castle in his own territory.

The room was spotless and tidy, with a silver tea set on the table and an exquisite map hanging on the wall—it was clear that money had been spent on it.

Peter, dressed in a silk robe, leaned back in his chair and didn't even lift his eyelids when he saw Colin come in.

"What a rare guest! What brings you here, Baron Boris, to send someone to see me?"

Colin bowed, a smile plastered on his face:

"My master heard that something had happened to you, so he specifically sent me to inquire after you. That Ron from the River Reach has indeed gone too far lately."

Peter leaned back in his chair, looked at him, and didn't say anything.

Colin continued:

"My master genuinely wants to help you. We are all neighbors in the settlement, and it's only right that we help each other and share information. If you're willing to forge a good relationship with the Waterfront Territory, my master can help you speak with the River Bend Territory..."

Peter suddenly smiled.

"Exchange information?" he interrupted Colin.

"What can I get in return?"

"If you agree, our two families can become allies."

Peter has come to his senses in the past few days.

Both Linshui Territory and Hewan Territory were attacked by bandits that night. As a result, news spread like wildfire in Hewan Territory, but no one in Linshui Territory heard anything about it. It was only after many days that the news finally spread.

I was clearly being used as a pawn.

Peter looked at him and sneered inwardly.

Helping himself? He's clearly here to gather information.

How could he possibly take back the information he had obtained after suffering such great losses with a casual alliance?

More importantly, Boris might be among the groups that came to cause trouble on his territory.

Peter picked up his cup, took a sip of water, and said slowly:

"Steward Colin, go back and tell Baron Boris that I appreciate his kindness. However, I can handle this myself, so there's no need for him to trouble himself."

Colin's eyes darted around, as if he wanted to ask another question, but Peter had already stood up.

"Manager Colin, it's getting late. I won't keep you any longer."

Colin knew this was a gesture to see the guest out, so he stood up, bowed, and left.

After seeing Colin off, Peter sat in his study, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

He couldn't be happier that Boris would also provoke Ron and suffer a great loss.

Ideally, the two would fight and both would be severely injured, allowing me to watch the show.

As for Ron... humph, let him be arrogant. When reinforcements arrive, he'll be crying.

Upon returning to Linshui, Colin relayed the entire story to Boris.

Boris remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

"Did he really say that?"

Colin nodded: "Exactly. Sir, Peter's attitude... he's unwilling to reveal any information."

Boris walked to the window and looked eastward.

The more Peter refused to talk about it, the more Peter felt there was something wrong.

How exactly did that high-ranking person die? What methods did Ron use?

He suddenly remembered what Elise had said yesterday.

"If he's unwilling to talk, then that's the worst-case scenario you're guessing."

The worst-case scenario... two high-ranking ones?

Even if you don't believe it emotionally, you can be sure of it rationally.

Boris must change his approach to dealing with Ron.

Since defeating Green Lake Territory last year, the development of Linshui Territory has slowed down. In particular, the arrival of the new pioneering lord this year has blocked his expansion direction, and the development of the territory has almost come to a standstill.

Boris must find a way to solve this problem, or he will become like the lords in the rear of the frontier, only able to develop by managing his territory.

The key point is that his territory is not in the rear, but close to the wilderness.

If the orcs were to launch a surprise attack from this direction one day, how would we have the strength to defend our territory?

Boris was deep in thought.

Finally, he understood.

River Bend has high-ranking knight squires, but some people don't!

If Ron can be a bandit, why can't I, Boris, be one too?

He, Bao, was also envious of the thousands of serfs being transported to Ron's territory.

Peter brothers!

The waters here are too deep for you to handle. Let me handle it!

"Sir, there's some activity from Boris's side."

Ron looked up: "Speak."

"There are people loitering on the border, like scouts, but they've gone north into the wilderness."

Ron was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Boris can't sit still anymore."

Laun looked at him: "What do you think he's trying to do, sir?"

Ron shook his head: "I don't know. But he definitely didn't have a good idea for what he was going to say."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked westward.

"Send someone to keep an eye on him. If he keeps sending people, don't alert him, just see what he's up to."

Laun responded and turned to leave.

The area around River Bend has been quite lively these past few days.

Nearly three thousand new serfs were added, and construction was underway throughout the territory.

The newly arrived serfs needed shelter, the labor force was plentiful, and they could also cultivate the land, bringing the development of the territory to a new level.

Moreover, Ron received some good news.

It turns out that a serf discovered a new sprite insect, a pumpkin sprite insect.

After the contract was signed immediately, the serf was promoted to a free man on the spot and rewarded with a golden dragon.

Tell the serfs below that they can receive such a reward after discovering the spirit insect.

The serfs' enthusiasm was quickly ignited, and they kept an eye out for any swarms of insects while they worked.

Two serfs are chatting:

"Hey! Dung scoop is really lucky, that's a golden dragon, I don't even have a single silver coin."

"I heard he found the little bug while he was taking a dump."

"Really? Then I won't look for leaves before I poop anymore."

"If you had a golden dragon, how would you spend it?"

"Hehe, I'm going to marry a used woman. The other day when I was helping her husband hold her down, I secretly touched her. Hey! She's so soft. If I have money, she'll definitely be with me."

On the training ground.

"My lord, the fifty newly recruited guards are all quite capable," said Lauen.

"After a month or two of practice, it will be useful."

River Bend Territory now has a population of nearly six thousand, a guard of one hundred and thirty to one hundred and forty, and more than ten low-ranking knight squires thanks to Ron's daily "meat soup" nourishment. It also boasts tens of thousands of acres of farmland and eight elf insects.

These are agricultural insects: sweet potato, wheat, rye, grape, pumpkin, and broad bean.

Magic Potion Sprite Insects: Rose, Dandelion.

The potion-elemental insects are currently only sufficient; one insect can barely sustain the training of two high-ranking knight squires.

But that's not enough to improve one's fighting spirit, let alone reach an even higher level.

So sometimes, it's not that a lord doesn't have good knights, it's that he simply can't keep up with the demand.

Two more days passed, and there was still no movement from Shixi Ridge.

Peter began to tentatively release a small number of serfs from the manor to work, and only relaxed slightly when he saw that no more bandits came.

On Ron's side, the serfs were settled, the saltworks resumed operation, and supplies filled the warehouses. Standing in the manor, watching the crowds coming and going, he suddenly felt a little bored.

Laun leaned closer: "Sir, what do we do next?"

Ron glanced at him.

"What are you doing?" he chuckled.

"You think I'll really let him off the hook just because I took the stuff?"

Laun was stunned.

Ron turned and walked back, leaving behind a single sentence:

"Tell the brothers to get ready. Tomorrow we'll continue pretending to be bandits and go to Stone Creek Ridge again."

Following behind, Laun couldn't help but ask:

"Sir, didn't we write a guarantee in the name of the family?"

Ron didn't even turn his head: "The guarantee is written, but the problem is I haven't received anything!"

"Did you see Shixi bring over the things?"

"No, no, I didn't see it either." Laun chuckled.