"What is your na?"
The man’s face froze, hesitantly saying, "Master... my na is Bruno Kent."
Aiden said indifferently, "Bruno, from now on, you are the Chief Attendant of this territory."
Bruno’s eyes widened, and he quickly responded, "Yes, Master."
The two followers beside him looked at Bruno with eyes full of envy.
Aiden continued, "Bruno, gather all followers at the manor entrance!"
"I want to see that every one of them has a handy weapon."
"Rember, everyone!"
Bruno’s face turned solemn, "Yes, Master!"
Without any hesitation, Bruno dashed down the stairs.
Aiden’s gaze turned to the two followers before him.
"You two, clean up the room and take Ackman’s corpse to feed the Greyhound!"
Upon hearing this.
The two followers finally understood why Master Aiden suddenly appointed Bruno as Chief Attendant!
The previous Chief Attendant had already died in Aiden’s room.
Without hesitation, the two strode toward the room.
Entering the room, they saw Ackman’s corpse lying on the ground, and their expressions changed.
Ackman held a dagger, which was bloodless.
No blood flowed onto the floor where he lay!
All they saw was a sunken indentation on Ackman’s chest.
Even if they hadn’t witnessed the event in the room.
They could still imagine the scene!
The two followers exchanged a glance, lifted Ackman’s arms and legs, and walked out of the room.
Even amidst the terrified screams of the twin maids curled up on the bed, they didn’t spare a glance.
Outside the room.
Aiden was already striding down from the third floor to the reception hall.
Even before reaching the entrance to the hall, he saw bodies quickly gathering.
Although it was deep night and their attire was disheveled.
But faced with the enemy’s attack, such things couldn’t be considered?
Stepping out of the manor gate, Aiden scanned the followers occasionally coming together from afar.
Bruno, who was organizing personnel, saw Aiden and quickly ran to him.
His face was full of excitent, and he spoke respectfully, "Master."
Aiden glanced at him casually and asked, "How is the gathering of personnel progressing?"
Bruno quickly explained, "Master, your orders have reached the ears of seven hundred and eighty followers."
"They are now gathering, and it will take at most three minutes to complete."
Aiden acknowledged with a sound, his gaze still fixed on the gathering followers.
They all lived in dormitories housing dozen-odd people, so instant gathering was unrealistic.
To assemble in such a short ti was already rather good.
A few minutes later.
All followers were fully assembled.
Aiden stood at the entrance, calling out to the wide-eyed followers watching him, "A battle is about to strike!"
Upon hearing Aiden’s words, the followers, who were still half-asleep, imdiately shook off their drowsiness.
They widened their eyes, full of disbelief, as they looked at Aiden.
They had only been recruited to this territory in recent days, with so arriving less than three days ago!
They didn’t even know who Aiden Manor Lord was!
And now, upon eting him, they were told a battle was imminent?
They hadn’t received any training at all, so going to the battlefield was like being sent to their deaths!
Aiden ignored their looks and continued, "You are my followers, Aiden Morrison."
"I have provided you with food, shelter, and even pay!"
"Naturally, as the Manor Lord, I need you to relieve my difficulties!"
The followers remained silent.
Seeing the crowd’s depressed mood, he shouted, "As long as we protect the manor this ti, everyone will receive a reward of One Gold Pound!"
"And for every enemy slain, a reward of one shilling!"
Upon hearing this, the attendants’ suppressed emotions imdiately turned enthusiastic.
Their faces were full of excitent.
One Gold Pound!
It’s enough for their families’ expenses for several months!
Spring is soon coming, and this money can be used to buy so fabric for the family’s clothing exchange.
And with the remaining money, they could buy grains and at.
As if, when work was hard to find, the family’s children hadn’t eaten at for a long ti.
Seeing that the followers remained silent, Aiden shouted, "Isn’t there anyone who wants this money?"
The followers glanced at each other, and the next second, Bruno spoke up first, "I want it, I want it!"
Watching Bruno’s fist waving, the followers also turned excited.
The chaotic cries kept rising from among the crowd.
"I want it! I want it!"
"Gold Pound! Gold Pound!"
"I want to eat at, I want to eat at!"
"..."
Aiden nodded satisfactorily, shouting, "Now, everyone grip your swords and head to the territory’s edge to repel the incoming enemy!"
"Kill one enemy and earn one shilling!"
"I, Aiden Morrison, will have the Gold Pounds ready, waiting here for your triumphant return!"
Unified voices responded.
"Yes!"
Aiden turned his gaze to Bruno, "Chief Attendant, I need you to lead and direct them in battle!"
Bruno’s back bristled with sweat, and he solemnly said, "Yes, Master."
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