Firmly grasped by Godfrey, the prostitute, ignoring the pain radiating from her wrist, spoke nervously in a broken manner.
"Sir... Sir, is sothing wrong?"
"Aren’t you here to enjoy yourself in the brothel..."
Seeing the prostitute’s expression, Godfrey’s stern expression gradually softened.
He released the wrist in his hand and said with a hint of apology, "I don’t need you. You can go and accompany them instead."
The prostitute imdiately nodded, not daring to linger, and quickly left, shaking her fair and plump hips.
As a knight, he could no longer use knightly spirit and principles to justify his previous behavior.
But in refusing to seek the company of prostitutes, he remained consistent throughout!
Godfrey couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh.
At that mont.
A tall figure walked into the brothel.
Scanning the room, his gaze finally settled on Godfrey.
Danke walked over.
Upon reaching Godfrey’s side, Danke sat down unceremoniously and explained.
"Sir, the soldiers have been arranged to return to Bordeaux City ahead of ti to report to Marquis Mark."
Godfrey acknowledged with a nod.
Danke continued, "Sir, what should we do next?"
Godfrey shook his head, speaking in a slightly low tone, "Danke, I don’t know either."
On the way back, he had boldly suggested all soldiers visit the brothel.
It was rely to lift their spirits and bring energy back to Morgan Town.
However, he did not expect.
Upon returning to Morgan Town, Lawrence imdiately brought them to the brothel.
Lawrence even unceremoniously selected five plump middle-aged won to go to the third-floor VIP room.
No instructions or orders at all.
Even as the Knight Commander and strategist, he did not know what the next task was.
It must be known.
After their mission to the Duchy of the Red Dragon, the situation throughout the Karedi Empire was bound to undergo significant changes.
The wavering Grand Duke Feiyu between Prince Mitchell and Prince Caesar was certain to co under attack from the Grand Duke of Red Dragon.
Whether in etings in Triumph City or in military strength.
Lawrence, as the origin of the event, was not thinking of returning imdiately to Bordeaux City to discuss the next steps with Marquis Mark Ducas.
Instead, he lay atop a group of middle-aged won, squandering his stamina and sweat.
Even though he was once Lawrence’s serving knight, he had no right to intervene.
Putting aside his thoughts, Godfrey said to Danke, "You can also choose a good-looking prostitute and go to an empty room."
"As long as there are more than enough plays, it’s fine, after all, this brothel has already been booked by Commander Lawrence!"
Danke waved his hand and said, "Sir, you know, I’m never interested in these things."
Godfrey nodded, saying no more.
He picked up the already filled wine glass and downed it in one gulp.
As Godfrey and Danke drank, ti passed swiftly.
The night grew darker.
In the hall on the first floor of the brothel, the playful soldiers had already taken the prostitutes back to their rooms.
Only Godfrey and Danke remained, continuing to drink.
In their ears, besides the sound of glasses clinking.
The rest was the sound of bodies colliding in claps.
And the unrestricted moans of n and won...
For the first ti, Godfrey felt.
He was so out of place in the environnt he was now in.
...
In the blink of an eye.
Seven days passed.
Apart from the daily routine, Lynn’s ti each day was spent on the edge of the forest.
Every day he wielded a two-handed axe, chanically felling trees.
As his "collection" skills rapidly improved.
He pondered in his mind how to increase the efficiency and speed of logging.
First, there’s fire attack.
The current weather was becoming increasingly sunny and dry.
But the thod of using fire to clear large areas could be adopted.
At the base of the logs, flammable materials like weeds and dead branches could be piled up, then set afla.
The burning heat would make the wood brittle and easier to break.
But as soon as this idea appeared, he dismissed it.
The fire attack thod was completely beyond his control!
Even if a firebreak was cut in advance to prevent the flas from spreading, consuming the entire primordial forest.
No one could ensure that unexpected events wouldn’t occur during the burn!
Even a few flying sparks on branches could easily set the entire forest ablaze.
He wanted to construct wooden tracks throughout the territory, indeed needing more logs to produce track wood and sleepers.
But compared to the forest resources, it’s still more important.
Even if he recklessly felled logs for the territory’s rapid developnt,
at most, the forest vegetation would recede a few kiloters inward at the edges.
It wouldn’t cause irreversible ecological damage to this forest!
As long as this forest exists.
This fluvial alluvial plain of the Aladia River he was in would never experience flooding, leading to soil erosion.
And thus, the territory’s area would not continuously decrease.
Moreover, he would continually obtain resources such as wild animal resources, herbal resources, and timber resources from the forest.
Secondly, there’s the aid of livestock.
Using large livestock like oxen and draft horses, through ropes and pulley devices, to pull down or uproot tree trunks one by one.
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