The journey back was smooth, with no short-sighted thieves causing trouble.
Behind Leech were over a thousand slaves. He wanted to settle them quickly and convert their manpower into productivity.
The wheat harvest was coming up soon. This group of slaves arrived at the perfect time; they could be used to reclaim wasteland.
Oh, right, and there was the matter of building houses. The population had doubled; they couldn't all fit even if they were crammed into dormitories.
The brick kiln would definitely be busy again.
After a few days of travel, they finally returned to Porcupine Territory.
From far away, they could see the thick, billowing smoke from the brick kiln.
'The environment is getting worse, and it's my fault!'
'Is now really the time to be worrying about environmental pollution? A little more emissions won't hurt.'
