Lunch is quickly ready.
The maids brought up dishes one by one and placed them in front of the four of them.
Toasted crispy golden bread slices, flour-coated fried antelope meat, and large fried eggs, honey date compote, and a small glass of ale per person, plus a steamed sausage.
A very sumptuous lunch was Kant's welcome for the two of them.
The smell of the food outside is also strong.
It's time for lunch.
With the yelling, barrels of lunch were transported to residential areas and city wall areas, allowing soldiers and civilians to eat, and a 2-hour lunch break to avoid the scorching sun at noon.
The atmosphere in the governing hall was still harmonious, and the four chatted while eating.
Fatis threaded the needle in the middle.
Laughter from time to time, and the reverence for the future in the words, the atmosphere is very warm.
In the face of Kant's praise, the two humbly declined.
"This is not an excessive praise, but a correct evaluation."
Seeing how humble the two were, Kant smiled and said, "I appreciate your talents."
He has played games, so he naturally understands what these NPCs are good at, so he continued to arrange: "You all have to be good at your own fields, and I will also directly appoint your positions, I hope you will get familiar with this world as soon as possible , set a good example in your own position.”
Rolf and Bundak immediately looked solemn when they heard the task appointment.
This is related to their future work in "Drehem" Castle and the impression in Kant's mind.
This really needs to be treated with caution.
And Kant already had a plan in mind for the fields that the two were good at.
First of all, he looked at Bandak and said: "In the southern mountains, I still have a village in the Rhodok Kingdom that needs to be managed. James is taking care of it temporarily, but he is best at medical knowledge. The management of the village and troops is obviously weaker, so I plan to ask you to help me manage that village."
"I am very happy to help." Bandak immediately got up, bowed to Kant respectfully, and said solemnly: "I will do my best to take care of that village for you."
"Well, very good." Kant nodded.
Bundak sat down again.
Rolf next to him immediately cast envious and jealous eyes, but he also looked at Kant more eagerly.
Although Bundak was not enshrined as a nobleman by Kant.
But it is an appointment with real power, similar to positions such as village head, town head, and mayor. They are high-level officials who can directly manage villages and garrison troops, and will be the core management personnel in the future.
If you perform well, you will definitely have the opportunity to be entrusted as a nobleman in the future.
Even Bandak was equally excited in his heart.
This is not the continent of Calradia, which requires bloodline, identity, prestige and honor, but a miraculous land full of opportunities and opportunities, a world led by Lord Kant himself!
As long as you put in the effort, there will definitely be plenty of gains.
Nobility is one of them!
Kant chuckled, looking into the eager and excited eyes of the two, this is what he wanted.
Inspire their enthusiasm with real fame and fortune.
Although they are always loyal to Kant due to the limitations of the system, each of them has a different personality. If they really plan to work abroad, it is not impossible. Kant has even shown these phenomena in some soldiers. Especially those guys who like to steal and play tricks on weekdays, the military discipline is not very good.
It is only because the number of troops is small now, and Fatis is strict in running the army, and he patrols several times a day, so that this phenomenon of slack caused by the temporary peace is curbed.
But after the number of troops increases, the establishment of such a necessary department as the Military Law Department should also be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
But it will take a while.
What Kant has to deal with now is the appointment of personnel and the improvement of the functions of each person.
"Rolf..."
Kant looked at this middle-aged man with a ferocious face but a humble and respectful appearance.
"I'm here, Mr. Kant." Rolf immediately stood up and nodded, with a bit of excitement on his face. It was finally time for his appointment, and he became even more excited when he thought about it.
"You are a nobleman from the East."
Kant spoke, pondering a little.
"Yes, that's right, I'm from a kingdom outside Calradia." Rolf nodded, and said helplessly, "I'm still a nobleman, but I don't have much idea about managing a territory, so I can only entrust the territory to others. Come to Calradia to try your luck and earn some dinars back."
He doesn't shy away from not belonging to the natives of the Calradia continent.
In other words, Calradia has long been the stage for other races.
There are many outsiders.
Even kingdoms have been established. For example, the Kingdom of Nord came from the Nord continent on the north side of the sea. The sultanate is a country formed by the migration of peoples from the deep desert.
The real natives of Calradia, perhaps the Swadians and Rhodoks.
And both were once ancient Calradian people.
"Yeah." Kant nodded.
He also understands this phenomenon, which is similar to the great integration of nationalities.
It's just that the process is a little miserable.
The Kingdom of Calradia was split, and various ethnic groups that had been suppressed established their own countries and forces. Because of the poor political skills and military accomplishments of the Swadian king, Haraus, the king of Swadia was infested with tigers, and the entire Calradia The sub-continent is caught in a dangerous storm.
But the chaotic situation also made many speculators, aware of the opportunity, arrive at the Calradia continent with various purposes, trying to gain some benefits in this war-torn continent.
That was the case with Rolf.
He himself is a noble from another kingdom, but because he doesn't know how to manage, his family has fallen into ruin.
In order to revive the family, he had to come here, wanting to make a fortune in dinars before going back.
It's just that the reality is a little cruel.
Many ambitious people made Calradia continent extremely chaotic. Rolf, a rude nobleman, didn't know how to do business and communicate with others. In the end, he was reduced to a person who had no title of nobleman but lived like a bandit leader. , it should be said that he is the leader of the bandits, and the title of villainous nobleman is very appropriate.
He led the troops he had recruited to rob innocent passers-by and caravans, and even attacked villages, forcing villagers to offer supplies, and even kidnapped city residents for ransom.
Rolf has gone all the way to the dark, and doesn't take his noble status as a thing at all.
That's why Bundak and Fatis had great opinions on him.
But it was nothing to Kant.
Since Rolf likes to rob, he likes to plunder, and he can be called a bandit leader with aristocratic status and military leadership qualities, so in Kant's battle sequence, he has the best position.
Lead the desert robbers to garrison the station to stop more and more caravans and spies in the future!
Kant believed that the reclusive villain aristocrat would do well.
"Rolf."
Kant looked up at Rolf who was still standing in his position, looking at him eagerly.
Slightly pondering, Kant organized the language, and said: "I entrust you with an important task. I have a station in the south, which is the key point to prevent anyone from coming here. I need you to lead 100 desert robbers to the place. Regional patrols, by any means, must prevent anyone from discovering our sentry oasis."
"Well, that's right." Rolf raised his eyebrows slightly, without the slightest loss on his face. Instead, he couldn't help but smile because of Kant's words: "Master Kant, you mean, any means?"
"That's right." Kant nodded and said, "Any means."
"Thank you for your appointment!"
A strange smile appeared on Rolf's face, but he immediately bent down respectfully: "Under my inspection, no one will appear in the sentry oasis, unless they are captured captives or dead bodies."
Kant was pleased with his statement: "Remember what you said."
"Yes." Rolf bent down and stroked his chest, saluting respectfully.
This is his field of expertise.
Rolf is no stranger to these desert bandits. He even had in-depth exchanges with these bandits in the Sarande Desert, and even cooperated several times.
Don't look at the Sarande desert is quite barren.
But the nobles and merchants living in those two oases can be called extremely rich.
You can get a lot of dinars by doing a few big deals.
The four of them were chatting when suddenly the door of the governing hall was pushed open.
The Swadian knight who was in charge of guarding the outside came in and reported with a solemn face: "Master Kant, the desert bandits in charge of patrol have found a few spies, and they are taking them to the cell now. disposal."
"Spy?" Kant frowned.
Fatis, Rolf, and Bandak also turned their heads to look.
Just now they were still discussing how to deal with the increasing number of spies in the Lion Principality.
Rolf, who is about to be appointed inspector of the post station, couldn't help snorting coldly, and said viciously to Kant: "These rat-like guys are the most despicable, I think they should all be killed, and put their heads on the spears , let other guys see, to understand what will happen if you dare to offend your majesty!"
"Wait a minute, let's go to the cell to interrogate these spies."
Kant shook his head, not agreeing with Rolf.
After pondering for a while, he still raised his head and said to the three people: "I really didn't expect that their speed is really fast enough. I don't know which spies sent by the nobles can touch the vicinity of our castle."
"It's worth noting." Fatis reminded.
"Yeah." Kant nodded, "Let's go."
As he spoke, he stood up and led the three of them towards the cell, which was in the southeast corner of the castle.
Just built a large cell.
Inside, dungeons, water dungeons, interrogation rooms, and detention rooms are all available.
There are 2 strong civilians who act as guards inside.
And on the city wall, five Vikia marksmen were watching the inside of this large cell. If there was any riot, the bows and arrows in their hands would not show any mercy.
PS: This chapter is to supplement yesterday's update.
(end of this chapter)