Village, at the wooden house door.
Lynn was pondering how to improve the salt making technique efficiently, while a group of figures grew closer from afar.
Before Lynn could give any instructions, Red took off his bow and arrows and walked toward that group of people.
Red stopped them on a barren land.
At first glance, this group had at least thirty people!
At the front, a curly-haired, burly man stepped forward.
Facing the tall and sturdy Red holding a bow, he showed no trace of fear.
"We are here looking for work... Mr. George sent us here!"
Upon hearing the name, Red turned to look behind him.
There, Lynn was walking up.
Lynn stared directly at these people, both men and women, yet there were no children.
Their cleanliness was far better than the refugees who had previously arrived.
Lynn said in a deep voice: "My territory is lacking labor, but... I don't need hired workers here!"
"Don't need hired workers? Then what is needed?"
