At Lynn's instruction, the guard quickly withdrew.
A few minutes later.
The guard galloped away into the darkness beyond the town, riding horseback and holding a torch aloft.
Lynn's gaze shifted, turning to the other guards.
"You all, gather the six thousand townsfolk currently responsible for the construction of red brick houses and the clearing of the overgrown wasteland."
The other guards also quickly responded and withdrew swiftly.
Although it was nighttime, finding all six thousand people to bring back wasn't difficult because of the clarity regarding their life levels and temporary resting areas.
Watching the guards around him leave, only Red remained standing by his side.
There was a slight relief in Lynn's heart.
His mind held a steadfast thought—so long as there was a sufficient population, and enough grain.
Then we must spare no effort in recruiting soldiers and expanding the army.
