Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor Chapter 107 - 101: Autumn Planning2

"Tell Hamr to forge more sword blanks and chain armor pieces, the fine work can be done slowly in winter."

"Keep an eye on the freezing ti, the waterwheel needs to be dismantled, don’t let it freeze and break."

Lawrence nodded repeatedly, "No problem, Lord!"

He paused and suggested softly, "Master, there is usually a festival after the harvest."

"Shall we hold one too?"

Others were also full of anticipation.

Such a great harvest, isn’t it worth having a festival to enjoy?

But Luo De shook his head slightly,

"Let’s postpone the festival and remove a thorn first."

He turned to Durant, "Have you prepared everything I told you?"

"Yes!" Durant cupped his hands,

"The soldiers are all rested, and the locations have been chosen."

Luo De nodded, his eyes gleaming,

"Release the bait."

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Eilo walked along the wilderness path, his heart pounding.

His mind was filled with Baron Rod’s words, his mories surging like tides.

If he managed to accomplish this task, he and his wife and daughter would have no worries about food and clothing.

Luo De had promised that his child could be freed from slavery and beco a free citizen.

Eilo let out a long breath, yet his steps beca more resolute.

He rembered the worried look in his wife’s eyes when they parted, and his daughter’s helplessness.

Eilo did not trust Luo De, after all, it was their first eting.

But he had seen the slaves’ als with his own eyes—thick at soup, dark bread, each al filling their bellies to the brim.

Eilo also trusted the words of his childhood friend.

"I’ll risk it!"

He gritted his teeth, steeling himself inwardly.

"Even if I die, Lord Baron will take care of them; they won’t starve!"

"If I succeed, we’ll enjoy a lifeti of blessing!"

Eilo collected his thoughts and looked down at the burlap sack on his back.

Inside were 30 pounds of new wheat, weighing heavily on his shoulders.

Pressing down his anxious and tense feelings.

Eilo passed through the valley, searching for the familiar path, and entered the Black Stone Mountain Range, step by step making his way back to Chaotic Stone Village.

As he reached the valley in front of the village, over a dozen figures suddenly rushed down the hillside.

These were the robbers raiding Chaotic Stone Village.

Without saying a word, the robbers directly pinned him to the ground.

The burlap sack was snatched away, and the wheat scattered everywhere.

Eilo gritted his teeth, his resolute gaze instantly turned to weakness,

"Please don’t take my food, I went through great effort to steal it!"

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In a rundown wooden hut in Chaotic Stone Village, Dis gulped down two mouthfuls from a wine goblet.

Putting down the goblet, Dis roughly pulled over the village chief’s daughter beside him, his bristly beard continuously rubbed against the girl’s face.

His cold big hand slipped inside her clothes, becoming unrestrained.

The girl lowered her head, silent, let him do as he pleased.

Beside her, the girl’s mother kept her head down, unable to bear looking directly, simply adding dishes for Dis in silence.

"Don’t act like dead fish, haven’t I given you all food?"

Dis’s sharp shout prompted the girl to try her best to squeeze out a smile.

Dis hadn’t really forced her, but this middle-aged burly man was truly terrifying.

Dis was a thirty-three-year-old middle-aged knight wanderer who beca the leader of the Blade Brotherhood five years ago.

The Blade Brotherhood originally road the Razor Plain, but this year it was razed by the Alien Race, leaving nothing to loot.

They then moved to Ice Blade Valley and stole fifty thousand pounds of grain from the Lord.

Now, with no worries for food in winter, Dis completely let loose.

After a busy autumn, he felt it was ti for so enjoynt.

Thus Dis led an attack on Chaotic Stone Village, hidden in the mountains, killing the resisting militia and taking over the place.

Although Dis was a robber, he had principles, only liking won willing to serve him.

The girl’s compliance and the softness of her hands excited Dis.

He suddenly stood up, pressing the girl’s head onto the table.

Just as he was about to take further action, a knock on the door rang out.

"Damn it, who is it?"

"Dare spoil my fun, get lost!"

Dis roared in anger, grabbing the wine goblet and hurling it directly.

No man can tolerate being interrupted at such a high mont.

Even n with good tempers wouldn’t.

Much less Dis, whose temper was baleful.

A lackey outside hurriedly shouted, "Boss, caught a guy running back from Black Pine Ridge!"

"He said there’s grain everywhere there!"

Dis was taken aback, the hand holding the woman’s head loosened a bit.

"What did he say?"

"He said the lord there planted tens of thousands of acres of farmland, there’s grain and granaries everywhere, and he even stole thirty pounds of new grain back!"

Durant suddenly pushed the woman away, his eyes shining with greed.

"Really that much grain?"

"I think it’s real, boss, otherwise how could he have stolen a whole bag back!"

"Bring him up here!"

The woman tried to sneak away but was pulled back by Durant.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

He grinned and his hands started roaming again.

Though he didn’t have the ti to draw his gun and ride a horse, just touching was quite exciting.

Soon the wooden door creaked open, and Eilo was pushed in by the robbers.

He looked at the bearded, burly Durant, his legs gave out, and he knelt down directly.

The robbers burst into laughter, the sound was particularly piercing.

Such a cowardly person is rare on the Desert.

Durant leaned back in his chair, chuckled lightly, and asked, "Is everything you said true?"

"Y-yes, yes!"

Eilo stamred, "Master, there’s really a lot of grain there!"

"Haha, master?"

Durant sneered, "Do I look like a master?"

He examined Eilo, feeling more disdain in his heart.

"Where is that place? Do you know?"

Eilo bit his lip, summoned his courage: "I know, but I can’t tell you directly."

"You fool, you’re looking for death!"

As soon as Eilo finished speaking, one robber kicked him down to the ground.

About to raise his fist to beat Eilo, he was stopped by Durant raising his hand.

"Telling all this, just to seek death?!"

Durant stared fixedly at Eilo.

"I have conditions!"

Eilo hurriedly shouted, "You must help save my wife and children!"

"Are you crazy?"

A robber jumped out, "We’re robbers, not knights!"

Durant waved his hand, signaling his n to shut up.

"Continue talking."

He stared at Eilo, his tone ominous, "Who captured your wife and daughter?"

Eilo swallowed hard, recalling that night.

"It was the sa day I stole the grain, discovered by granary soldiers, my wife and daughter ran too slow and were captured."

"You’re quite cold-blooded then."

Durant mocked, "Abandoned your wife and daughter, and you ran back yourself?"

"I intended to sell the information to the lord of Frozen Valley."

Eilo explained, "But on the way got caught by you all, so I can only plead with you."

"You don’t know we’re robbers?" Durant asked back.

"As long as you save them, nobles and robbers make no difference to ."

Who in the Desert hasn’t been a robber once?

Durant stroked his chin, his gaze playful: "Interesting."

"But I can do nothing, and have many ways to make you speak."

Eilo raised his head, eyes full of resolute determination: "Then kill !"

"Without them, I don’t even want to live!"

Durant scrutinized Eilo, took a long ti before speaking again.

"You’re not afraid I might go back on my word?"

"Afraid, but I have no other choice."

Eilo said firmly, "I won’t tell the location directly, I’ll lead you there myself."

"What’s the difference? I can still go back on my word."

Durant looked at Eilo as if he were a fool.

Eilo was silent for a while, then whispered: "If you don’t save them, I’ll burn the granary."

"Then no one will get anything!"

Durant wasn’t afraid of Eilo’s threat at all, thinking this guy was a fool.

Burn the granary?

Once arriving at the granary, Durant didn’t think he’d give Eilo the chance to burn the grain.

However, Durant didn’t want to waste words with him either, nodded.

"Fine, I promise you."

"Thank you, master."

Eilo was ecstatic, kowtowed repeatedly.

Durant waved his hand, signaling his n to take Eilo away.

"Boss, really going to help him rescue?"

Another deputy of the Blade Brotherhood leaned in, asked in a low voice, "We’re not knights!"

Durant sneered,

"We’ll see when the ti cos."

"The key is the grain, with the grain, we can still strengthen our crew."

What lord, once we have enough grain and n, I’ll be the master of this Desert!