As Louis and his entourage appeared, the workers instantly became agitated.
Many of the newly settled refugees were especially excited. Originally, they had no skills, and if they were in other territories, they would have long been treated as unpaid slaves.
But in Red Tide, they were incorporated into the road construction teams: every day they had food, work points to offset penalties, and even received small amounts of iron coins and copper coins.
"It's the Lord!" Someone recognized him and whispered.
"That's... Lord Louis!" A young man clenched the iron hammer in his hand, his eyes filled with both nervousness and curiosity.
They had heard many boastful tales from the old craftsmen: such as the great Red Tide Lord, who could single-handedly defeat a hundred barbarians.
People were curious about what he looked like.
Would he really be as the rumors said, awe-inspiring, with three heads and six arms?
