Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor-Chapter 613 - 299: News from the Holy Council (2)

"I am a wizard apprentice, not a witch, don’t get it wrong."

"It’s all the same, it’s all the same!"

Harun released Zhuo Ya and nodded towards Lusen standing beside him.

Immediately, his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Ya, showing a loving smile as he carefully observed his daughter,

"You’ve grown taller and become prettier."

"Looks like the bread from the Dawn Society is quite nourishing!" Harun said with a smile.

"The bread isn’t good, but the seafood tastes amazing, especially the abalone."

Zhuo Ya said earnestly, "Next time, I’ll bring you some fresh ones, my dear father."

"Fresh ones?"

Harun laughed and asked, "Hawkeye Manor is so far from where you are, what you send me can only be poison."

"Don’t worry, I won’t poison you."

Zhuo Ya didn’t say much more, she took out a scroll from her sleeve and whispered, "This is a spell scroll I made, sword and blade protection, keep it safe."

"You can make spell scrolls now?"

Harun looked at his daughter in disbelief, his mouth almost grinning to his ears, "That’s indeed my daughter, truly amazing!"

"Of course!"

Zhuo Ya puffed out her chest proudly, then a smile spread across her face, "Just kidding, I failed many times, wasting lots of materials from my teacher."

"That’s still impressive, don’t forget you have two years before you become an adult."

Harun couldn’t resist stroking his daughter’s hair and taking her hand, "Come on, it’s too chaotic outside, let’s talk inside."

"Sure!"

Zhuo Ya followed Harun, heading towards the wooden cabin together.

However, neither Harun nor Zhuo Ya noticed the pair of eyes silently observing everything from a corner.

Once the two entered the house, the figure watching them quickly turned and left.

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Broken Rock Empire, in a valley hundreds of miles from the Southwest Border.

Noble Alliance Army’s encampment.

The Hawk Clan’s Chief Knight Balrog hurried into Baron Zane’s tent.

Balrog was aware of the late Count Hawk’s last wishes, making him the first knight to pledge loyalty to Baron Zane, accompanying Zane in the expedition.

"What happened, Knight Balrog?"

Zane looked at Balrog’s serious expression, waved his hand signaling him to sit down, poured him a cup of mead, and casually asked,

"Is there any important news?"

"News from Blood Crow Castle arrived."

Balrog stepped forward, reporting in a low voice, "Harun’s eldest daughter Zhuo Ya is a member of the Dawn Society."

Zane’s hand holding the cup suddenly stopped, he looked up at Balrog,

"Are you sure?"

"I’m sure."

Balrog nodded vigorously, "I spent some silver coins at the town outside Blood Crow Castle earlier to have them keep an eye on the situation there."

"Those people saw two members of the Dawn Society visiting Harun, there was a young girl who called Harun father."

"I think it’s Harun’s daughter Zhuo Ya, who vanished earlier and suddenly reappeared."

"Balrog, this news is quite unsettling."

Zane frowned, picked up the cup and downed the mead in one gulp, before speaking again,

"The Dawn Society is now closely connected with the Empire, Commander Leon greatly trusts Lusen of the Dawn Society."

"If Harun’s daughter seeks help from the Dawn Society, the Empire might likely side with Harun!"

Zane said worriedly, "We must prevent this from happening."

"Sorry, sir, I can’t think of a solution." Balrog shook his head solemnly.

"I don’t have a good plan either, but I heard a rumor."

Zane lowered his voice, "The Holy Council will send someone here, this might be our chance."

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Frost Leaf Town.

A month has quietly passed, the autumn harvest is nearing its end.

The waves of wheat in the fields have long disappeared, replaced by bags and stacks of wheat sheaves piled up like mountains.

The town’s granaries are already full, many slave quarters have been destroyed and turned into temporary grain storage areas.

Some slaves moved outside the town, those helping with the wheat harvest at Blade Mountain Stronghold temporarily reside there.

Inside the Lord’s hall.

Lawrence sat in the chair next to Luo De, holding a thick stack of records in his hand.

His round face glowed red with excitement, his eyes full of anticipation.

Unlike last year’s harvest conference, this was a separate report.

"This year, just from Black Pine Ridge, there are 10.35 million pounds of grain!"

Lawrence quickly said without looking at the records on the table,

"Just rye alone is 9.45 million pounds!"

"The grain from the other three locations hasn’t been tallied yet, but our people say aside from that barren Frozen Bone Wasteland, the rest are also great harvests!"

"Initial estimate, total will exceed three million pounds!"

While reporting this figure, Lawrence stood with his chest high,

"Master, with the grain we have now, we can support an additional 8,000 people comfortably!"

At this moment, Lawrence was nothing like his previous despondency, filled with generous vigor.

But Luo De already noticed his little scheme.

In fact, based on Lawrence’s grain report, they could easily support an additional 12,000 people.

Lawrence’s phrase "8,000 more people" seemed generous, but actually it was secretly keeping reserves for the domain.

This reminded Luo De of those hamsters that liked to stash food in their pouches.

However, it was precisely because of Lawrence’s cautious mind backing him up, Luo De would never have to fear running out of grain.

Thus, Luo De didn’t expose Lawrence, just smiled and nodded,

"Then I can let Durant continue recruiting reserves for training?"

"Yes, yes!"