Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor Chapter 554 - 279: Exhausted from Being Carried Around3

The little life lay quietly in its mother’s arms, with rosy cheeks and tiny hands clenched into fists.

"I, Lord of Black Pine Ridge, Lawrence, bless this child with health and growth."

Lawrence gently placed his hand on the baby’s forehead, his voice solemn yet gentle,

"He will possess an iron will and the courage of an eagle."

"He will beco a loyal knight, protecting this land and its people, defending the honor of the Silver Blade family."

After speaking, Lawrence took a palm-sized silver badge from a tray beside him, engraved with a shield and a longsword.

He placed the badge on the swaddling clothes,

"This is a gift of blessing for the child. When he can wield a sword, he can co to the castle to exchange it for his own weapon and armor."

"Thank you for your blessing, Baron!"

Durant and Stella simultaneously bent down to salute.

Lawrence then waved his hand, and the guards behind him brought in two boxes of supplies.

"These contain so daily necessities like cloth and so toys. Lawrence will soon send you two maids."

Lawrence smiled and said, "Feel free to raise them without worries; I will provide you with ample support."

Upon hearing this, Durant imdiately knelt on one knee, his expression solemn,

"The Silver Blade family will forever be loyal to you, and my son will always rember your kindness."

Lawrence nodded and personally helped Durant to his feet,

"You all rest well, I need to go see Gang Le’s child."

"Yes, Baron."

Durant and Stella bowed once again.

Lawrence did not linger, heading directly to Gang Le’s yard.

Gang Le’s child was a girl, and Lawrence gifted her a pair of silver bracelets and so daily necessities.

Not only for these two subordinates, but Lawrence also personally visited and blessed the children of other regint captains.

Without a hall, Lawrence couldn’t allow the newborns to receive blessings in the courtyard, so he visited each family.

Thankfully there were only five in total; as for the other ordinary soldiers’ children, Lawrence had already sent gifts and daily supplies in the past two days.

After blessing the babies, Lawrence returned to the manor, changed clothes, and went straight to the blacksmith shop.

Lawrence wanted an alchemy pot. Though not involved in crafting, the sea pattern magic steel used should lean towards flas, requiring Lawrence to infuse blazing energy.

He planned to have Alse forge the pot first; the rune inscriptions would wait for the forging master Senda to handle upon arrival.

Regarding the three tools, only the dragon bone stirring rod with a simple magic fusion rune inscription was still needed.

This would enable the production of enough magic potions to unlock the magic potion workshop’s entry.

As Lawrence walked and pondered, a group of people hurried over, surrounding him.

Each held various items, their faces tense yet expectant.

"Lord! Thank you for your concern for my grandson!"

An elderly man mustered the courage to step forward, cautiously presenting a box, from which a blend of pine resin and floral scents wafted forth.

"This is a jewelry box I made by hand. Please accept it, my lord!"

Lawrence took the jewelry box, examining it carefully.

It wasn’t exactly exquisite, but its intricate patterns clearly showed much effort.

"Good, thank you."

Lawrence nodded with a smile, "In the na of the lord, I wish your grandson health and longevity."

"Thank you for your blessing!"

The elderly man bead with happiness, his hands nervously rubbing against his clothing.

He quickly bowed low and stepped back.

With the elder setting an example, others crowded forward,

"My lord, here’s a cloak I wove with tight stitches, perfect for warmth!"

"These sachets are filled with wildflowers I handpicked to refresh you during weary tis!"

"Here’s a freshly baked pie..."

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The residents presented gifts to Lawrence in gratitude for his care for their children.

Not just items for the children, but also appreciation for past care given to pregnant won, which was the main welfare at Black Pine Ridge.

Lawrence patiently received each gift, sincerely thanking everyone.

While these items were insignificant to Lawrence, the gratitude from his people uplifted his spirits.

Nearby, slaves working on the street stopped to watch the scene.

They stood distant in the shadows, their eyes reflecting complex emotions.

They all knew that commoners in Frost Leaf Town enjoyed good treatnt, with free access to at and grain.

There were even recent rumors of special benefits for pregnant won, with servants attending to them two months before and after childbirth, living comfortably.

Seeing commoners freely converse with and present gifts to their lord, their faces were filled with envy.

"If only we could be like that..."

A young slave whispered but stopped midway.

They understood that, unless serving as soldiers or excelling as craftsn, escaping the status of a slave was challenging.

These slaves could only pin their hopes on their children.

Perhaps the next generation might strive to gain Frost Leaf Town’s citizenship and enjoy a life like this.

Lawrence was surrounded by his people for a long ti, until lunchti, when they dispersed.

Having received a large pile of various gifts, Lawrence wasted none, instructing the Frost Iron Guards to bring everything back to the manor.

Items that could be consud or used were utilized.

If sothing couldn’t be used, it was temporarily stored in the warehouse.

After all, no matter how insignificant a returned gift, it should not be discarded indiscriminately.

Lawrence then returned directly to the manor to enjoy lunch.

Having rushed through the wilderness without proper als, Lawrence had been eating lavishly for the past few days.

Just as Lawrence was dining, a system notification suddenly appeared,

[You have consud fifty pounds of seafood, and a total of fifty thousand pounds of seafood has been consud and fully digested within the territory, unlocking the term: Tide Body]