Rapid Development, the Outcasts

After Ter and his men had set off, Fredrinn continued his daily life. He continued to urge the villagers to practice daily, earning him another wave of compliments and admiration.

The divisions went into full swing, and within a month, children were already able to write and read, albeit barely. With this simple move, Fredrinn has successfully broken off the generational chain of stupidity in the current generation of the Village of Peace.

He also implemented the idea of genetic tampering, albeit on a simpler scale. Lez, with his talent, easily applied it to the crops. In the next few years, an abundant harvest is guaranteed. The quantity and the quality would also soar, incomparable to the rough grains.

Although this world was rural in terms of technology, as a fantasy world, its miraculous ways of doing things cannot be compared at all to modern times.

The villagers also made progress in their exercises, especially the children.

The boost from the wild beast's meat was significant for their growing phase. Fredrinn was confident they could break through in the next two years to the squire realm.

He was in a good mood when an anxious young man suddenly knocked on his door. Fredrinn opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Village Head! I'm Lutto, and I'm a merchant. A couple of days ago when I stayed in a town, I heard of a rumor that the outcasts have been trying to break into the Mystyr Kingdom's territory, and the nearest lord from our village, Viscountess Nemhil, would be the one who will bear the brunt! After all, Viscountess Nemhil's territory was the line of defense of the border shared by the Mystyr Kingdom and the Outcasts."

Fredrinn narrowed his eyes. As a soldier who served under a count, he naturally understood what this signified.

In this fantasy world, those who got consumed by power and refused to abide by the rules and live with 'mere mortals' are the Outcasts. They do whatever they want and cause havoc everywhere they go.

He pondered this situation. This report was very important, but it lacked crucial information. Even then, Fredrinn is confident that no Grand Knight outcasts would come, so he could be rest assured.

It's probably just a probing. After all, a full-blown war was not for anyone's interests, whether it was the Mystyr Kingdom or the Outcast. Each force also had their own matters that required their manpower.

"Lutto, you did good. With this, the Village of Peace will be saved. However, can you search for more additional information?"

"Yes sir!"

Excited by being acknowledged, Lutto smiled giddily and left the house. Fredrinn put a thoughtful look.

"Perhaps this could be an opportunity to make a connection with a viscount?"

Fame is a double-edged sword, but Fredrinn desperately needs so many things to enhance the quality of livelihood of the Village of Peace. He also needs a way to connect with the kingdom to trade; the foundation of his village is too weak.

At the very least, he wishes for the village to be known to make future transactions easier.

After a thorough planning, Fredrinn has decided.

"If Viscountess Nemhil couldn't hold on, I could lend a hand or two. While that happens, I'll also unify the tribes and villages within this forest."

Although he established all of those policies and divisions, he wouldn't forget his main advantage: strength and talent! If he could find a good seedling within the forces he raided, he would be able to enhance himself.

With a smile, Fredrinn stood up and chatted with Rea. He holds her belly with his big hand, earning him an earnest coe from her. Rea's magenta hair brushed against his.

Fredrinn smiled.

He may be cruel, but that's all for the sake of this warmth. In this cold world, this is the only place he could call home.

Soon, he went out and began to supervise the progress of the villagers. At the same time, Ter and his men also came back to the village, along with a big group of fearful, terrified women and curious children.

While the other villagers took care of the captives, Ter immediately bowed to Fredrinn and reported the logistics.

"Village Head, in this raid, we have destroyed the Rein Village. None of our men are wounded, as they were helpless in the face of our strength. We killed all the men and subdued all the women and the children. We also ransacked their treasury and their Ancestral Graveyard."

"There are two Coal-grade scriptures, 18 iron swords, 28 silver coins, 124 copper coins, 249 kg of crops, and 21 kg of wild beast's meat! There are also many things I couldn't identify!"

Just the amount of money, food, and crops was worth over two years of their harvest, not to mention the precious meat from the wild beasts!

Ter's gaze turned fervent. He didn't expect the joy of raiding to be so good!

He could even choose a thick, white, fertile wife of his own who would be obedient without making a fuss. What a boon!

Fredrinn ignored Ter directly and nodded in satisfaction, "Good job. Share all of the meat with other villagers and intensify their training for the next few weeks. This should stimulate their potential without the need to worry about the lack of nutrition. Also, give yourself and your men the iron swords. It should be helpful in our next raid."

21 kg of meat may not sound much, but this is the wild beast's! Wild beast's meat, if consumed by ordinary people from the modern era, could make them full for a week just by eating a handful.

It's just too nutritious!

"We're raiding again?!"

"For the sake of development, unification is indispensable."

He called it 'unification' because he didn't wish to destroy them. He wanted to integrate the scattered forces into one powerful, united force.

As for his previous exclamation of making the women their breeding grounds, well marrying them to his men and making them bear their children did turn the women into their breeding grounds, so it wasn't that cruel.

He, Fredrinn, is still a man with a heart!

Instead, it could be called merciful, considering how chaotic this world was. Being married to his powerful men could be considered a blessing.

Ter was excited, but Fredrinn severely warned him, "Remember, the priority is to subdue them! Killing them is the last resort!"

"Understood!"

It was also at this moment that Ter realized just how ambitious his village head was. To unite the whole territory! With an excited gaze, he looked forward to the future!

Other than the iron swords and the meat, the other loot was left behind for Fredrinn to use. He scrutinized the items according to his experience in the count's territory.

It took a while, but soon, he got the gist of it. With a gratified look, he listed them.

"To think that an ancestor of the Rein Village was actually a knight! That's why my father could be dealt with easily. If not for me, my village may already have been razed to the ground!"

Fredrinn shook a vial of clear liquid with a shocked look. This vial, in the kingdom, was called Purification Potion. Its use was to increase the rate of attraction of one's system, increasing the pure energy's input drastically.

It's usually used by experts to enter the knight realm. In the process, it took a lot of accumulation to break the barrier, and this vial was like a boost, increasing the chance to breakthrough by almost 50%, if not more.

"What a windfall! They also had a lot of blueprints of boats!"

Rein Village is located near a lake, hence its name, while the Village of Peace leaned more towards housing, agriculture and wood products.

Fredrinn smiled.

If he took over that territory, he could also make ports to trade overseas. Of course, that was for the distant future.

"That could be done later. Right now, I have to focus on those outcasts. After all, the forest is also a part of the border between the two forces. I must raise the village's vigilance."

Afterward, he told the men to stay cautious of the invading outcast and commanded them to go on a daily patrol, with day and night shifts. It was relatively under control.

After all, outcasts are still human; it's not like he was dealing with some weird transparent creatures. No need to be so tense all day long.

Fredrinn also sought Lutto before he went out to trade. He brought all of the coins he got from the Rein Village and entrusted them with him. Fredrinn hopes Lutto could get some exotic meat and some Inferior Purification Potions used to enter the squire realm.

Lutto enthusiastically accepted his request; a man was trying to make his hometown the best it could be, where his wife and children are living. How could he possibly reject it?

After all the matters were done, Fredrinn took a look at his information.

[ Personal Information ]

| Name: Fredrinn

| Current Force: Level 1 (Village)

Family Members: 2

Members: 209

Livestock: 52

Total Strength Gathered: 147,890 kg

| Realm: Squire

| Ability: None

| Talent:

Family: Medium Talent (Iron)

Member: Strong and Healthy Physique (Coal)

Livestock: —

| Overall Evaluation: Pseudo Grand Knight.

The member's number surged. Unfortunately, considering that they were untrained midwives, white maidens, and children, the strength they shared wasn't much.

"It seems like I have to increase the training intensity, along with the frequency of hunting wild beasts."

Although other factors are important for the village to grow, these two aspects are obviously more impactful toward his strength; at the very least, they're the ones that could bring him immediate benefits.

The construction of housing is also very crucial. With his future tendency to bring in captives, he needs to prepare a lot of houses to take them in.

The more healthy and stronger his people were, the stronger he became. Naturally, he must take care of his people.

After consulting the elders on this matter, to which they enthusiastically agreed, Fredrinn went to Ter and his men, clad in his armor.

"Men, gather! We will raid other villages and snatched their goods!"

As of now, he'll only take the people. The territory would have to wait; he lacked capable and trustworthy men to take care of it. Although the villagers are trustworthy, their capabilities are smashing, plowing, smashing and cause troubles.

Oh, and did he mention smashing?

Perhaps only Ryly and the elders could be trusted with this matter, along with Rea and his mother.

Thus, Fredrinn sets out with his men, seeking for wealth and people!