Kant got up early the next morning, and after washing up, he was led to the construction site.
A large number of uniformed military workers gathered in the workshop, probably preparing to assemble.
Kant and the guards walked to the end of the line and stood still. Many workers around noticed the luxurious clothes they were wearing and looked sideways.
But no one knew that Kant was the lord of Dherim, and the workers just talked to each other and guessed their identities. He didn't come forward to talk.
The daily routine assembly will be held after breakfast, and the leader of the repair force, Crowrez, will speak at this time. The garrison led by Adonis will also be present.
As soon as Kant and the others entered the arena, Yadonis fixed his eyes on the two of them.
Just remembering what Kant said before, he didn't want the workers to notice his status as a lord. He didn't go up to greet him.
When the rally was over, the workers received their tasks, went to find the team independently, and dispersed one after another.
Yadonis invited Crowrez to join him, walked up to Kant and bowed his head, saying, "Good morning, Lord."
"Yeah." Kant glanced at the two of them, nodded, and then said to Crowitz, "I'm going to trouble you this time."
"It's an honor for our repairing troops that the lord came here to investigate, and it won't be troublesome." Clorez shook his head and said hastily.
"Hehe." Kant smiled, thinking that today was the first time he met Crowitz, so he didn't say anything else.
"Where's General Yadonis? Do you have anything to report?" Kant turned to Yadonis and asked.
"Well. Yesterday the lord asked us to discuss the name of this city internally. The other soldiers and I came up with one, and I want the lord to listen to it." Yadonis said shyly.
"So fast?" Kant raised his eyebrows: "Then let me hear from you, what name do you want?"
"Durandall." Yadonis said, and then cast a cautious questioning look at Kant.
Kant nodded. He had heard of this before. Durandal meant eternal and unchanging. The sword of Roland, a former paladin, was also called by this name.
"Sure enough, it's a name thought up by people from military background." Kant affirmed, "It's pretty good, and it fits with this city. If I really can't think of it, I'll use this."
"Thank you Lord." Yadonis thanked.
"Take this matter as an urgent report to Dherim, and the artisans in the main city will make a suitable plaque for Durandal." Kant instructed.
"Received." Yadonis agreed, and then took his leave and left here.
"Durandal is such a good name." Clorez said at the side, "This city will also become a sharp sword that Dherim is counting on."
"I hope so." Kant said thoughtfully: "I didn't expect Captain Crowitz to read such a long-standing heroic poem."
"No, I just saw that some soldiers liked it very much, so I learned a little bit about it." Kloretz hurriedly declined after hearing Kant's teasing.
"Well, I also read "Song of Roland" a long time ago. The words and sentences in the poem are indeed very easy to arouse everyone's enthusiasm. Captain Cloretz learned something very good." Kant continued.
"Thank you lord for the compliment." Crowrez responded shyly.
"Where should we go today?" Kant asked after getting back to business.
"I would like to lead the Lord to the coal mines on the outskirts of the city. It has not been developed by the undead before." Clorez replied.
"Yes." Kant nodded and agreed.
After a while, Crowitz's men brought the carriage and horses.
"Don't you need to ride a camel?" Kant asked strangely. Speaking of the outskirts of the city, the distance should still be quite far. He roughly recalled the distance between the city center and the boundary with the coal mine logo on the manuscript paper he saw last night.
"The workers in the army have built a shortcut in the city. If you take that road, the distance will be reduced a lot, and the road surface will be very smooth." Clorez explained in detail.
After hearing these words, Kant boarded the carriage with peace of mind.
Accompanied by personal guard soldiers.
The space inside the carriage is relatively spacious, and the cushions are covered with silky soft brocade. The bumps caused by the road surface are buffered to the greatest extent.
The city of the undead originally occupied a relatively wide area, and Crowrez rode a horse to lead the way to the coal mining area in the western suburbs.
After about half an hour, Kant sat in the carriage and looked out through the window bars, and the buildings had become sparse. The surrounding scenery turned into a loess-filled desert, and the temperature inside the carriage continued to rise.
After a while, the carriage stopped.
"Here?" Kant asked in his heart.
The groom who was in charge of driving the horse raised the curtain of the carriage and said to Kant: "My lord, we have arrived at our destination. Please get out of the carriage."
Kant nodded and tidied up his clothes. Stepping down the set of steps, he got out of the carriage.
Seeing Crowitz said to him: "Lord, the coal mine construction site is ahead."
Kant's gaze crossed Crowrez and looked at the newly built workers' dormitory in the distance.
"Well." Kant continued to look around, and replied, "Then let's go to the scene to see it now."
A group of people set off towards the coal mining site.
"What we discovered this time is an open-pit coal mine, so it didn't take much time to prepare for the construction. Up to now, the amount of coarse coal stored in the factory has reached dozens of tons." Kloritz introduced to Kant while walking road.
"Is coal still being mined by hand?" Kant asked.
"It was before, but after applying for assistance from the main city of Dherim, the workers have begun to learn how to use portable machines to mine coal." Crowrez replied.
Kant glanced at the staff dormitory alone in the desert, and then said: "This kind of working environment is still too harsh. Has any employee reported to you any opinions put forward by the workers?"
"Not for now." After thinking about it for a while, Crowitz shook his head.
"Then I will arrange a task for you. I will go to the workers to conduct a detailed investigation in the next week. See if they want to make some requests. After you check it, you will summarize the copy and report it to me." Kant arranged.
"Received." Crowrez nodded, reminding the subordinates to write down quickly.
Panting for breath, Kant looked up at the sun hanging in the middle of the sky, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: I have been sitting in the palace for the past six months without doing any exercise at all, and now my physical fitness has indeed declined a bit.
(end of this chapter)