47: Chapter 47 The City of Radiant Moon, Now on the Right Track

After a brief conversation, Loren took the army and returned to the Lords Manor.

But as he watched the sturdy, calf-like Barbarian Chieftain Yas clumsily holding a piece of charcoal to draw a map on paper, he couldn't help but feel it looked awkward no matter how he looked at it.

This guy should be wielding a long-handled giant axe to knock over bulls, not doing "embroidery" here.

But other than Barbarian Chieftain Yas, even the Kobold mage Sim didn't know how to draw a map.

Barbarians lived in bitter, cold regions, and the crisis-ridden environment had forged a set of skills in them, with map-making being just one of them.

Legend had it that every Barbarian tribe possessed an ancient, handed-down map that marked the surrounding threat areas, and every Barbarian Chief would update it.

Barbarian Chieftain Yas's actions at this moment undoubtedly confirmed this legend.

"Lord Loren..." Barbarian Chieftain Yas put down the charcoal in his hand, revealing a look of satisfaction, picked up the yellowish paper with his pitch-black fingers, and handed it to Loren.

Loren reached out to take it, and seeing the black fingerprint smudges left on both sides of the paper, his eyelids twitched.

After seeing the crooked map and the strange markings on it clearly, he felt a sudden pang of emotion, once again feeling the shortage of talent.

"If I had a cartographer, why would I be here watching a Barbarian draw??"

"What does this 'X' mean? And what does this circle mean?"

"What is this dog tooth? And what does this cow butt represent?"

Seeing Loren remain silent for a long time, Barbarian Chieftain Yas turned his head with a proud face to look at Sim, the Kobold who was wearing a black cloak and looked extremely flashy, and showed off.

"Despicable Kobold, have you seen the Barbarian's masterpiece? Even if you Kobolds were given three hundred years to learn, you wouldn't be able to draw such an accurate map!"

Sim, who was just as illiterate as the Barbarian, was immediately stunned by the messy symbols on it.

He actually thought it was some kind of script, and was so huffy he couldn't say anything, finally flying into a rage from shame.

"Hmph, you idiot, if it weren't for the Kobolds scouting the way ahead, could you have searched such a wide area? Lord, the Kobolds are the main contributors this time!!"

Barbarian Chieftain Yas was furious.

"You idiots rolling in the mud pit, this was explored by the Barbarians! Without you, the Barbarians could still have scouted it out clearly!!"

"Bullshit..."

Loren put down the map, watching these two idiots bickering, feeling completely speechless.

Usually, as a Barbarian Chief, Barbarian Chieftain Yas was very seasoned, didn't talk much, and was reliable in doing things.

But whenever he got together with Sim, that flashy Kobold, his IQ would plummet, and every time he would be provoked by the Kobold.

The two seemed naturally unable to get along.

"Shut up! If you two argue again, go clean up the horse manure in the stables for me!"

The two who were bickering immediately extinguished their fire, glared at each other, and didn't dare to speak again.

Loren reached out and pointed to a circle on the map, asking, "Yas, what does this symbol mean?"

Barbarian Chieftain Yas lowered his head, saw it clearly, and grinned.

"Lord Loren, this is a forest, and there are edible fruits inside..."

Using a circle to represent fruit? Is it that logical?

Loren's mouth twitched, and he pointed to the 'X' and asked, "What about this?"

"This is a patch of mud, very difficult to walk on, don't walk through here in the future..."

Loren: "..."

"What is this cow butt?"

"Lord Loren, this is a face..."

"Nonsense, I'm asking you what it is?"

"Traces of Boarmen were found here, and Boarmen have particularly fat faces, so I marked it with a face..."

After Loren figured out the meaning of these symbols, he couldn't help but sigh... In the future, even if he died, he would never let a Barbarian do this kind of thing again.

"Ariel, get a talented person who is literate to be specifically responsible for drawing maps."

Regardless of whether they know how to or not, at least don't put circles and crosses on it; get something that is actually understandable...

Ariel covered her mouth and chuckled.

Soon, a resident who was literate and whose drawing wasn't so ugly received the glorious job of cartographer.

The newly appointed cartographer spent about two hours redrawing Barbarian Chieftain Yas's "masterpiece," asking about various detailed terrains along the way.

Finally, a work that could barely be called a map was arduously born.

Loren had someone hang the first map of Bright Moon City in the hall for easy viewing at any time.

It was a bit ugly, but it looked about the same with the lights off...

When everything was finished, the sky had gradually turned dark.

Loren was in a good mood. The first day of work after returning to the territory was considered orderly.

Internally, City Hall started operating, completed the census, began repairing the arrow towers, formulated a plan to organize the territory's hygiene, and obtained a precious Papermaking artisan.

Externally, they explored the surrounding area of several kilometers, discovered a potential threat, and also harvested over a dozen magical beasts.

That night, Loren held a bonfire banquet in the Lords Manor, using all those dozen or so magical beasts to reward the army and the employees hired by City Hall.

Everyone ate until their mouths were oily, shouting that it was satisfying.

Especially those employees who were lowly slaves the day before were even more excited, some even having red eyes from excitement.

They breathed unprecedented air of freedom, they received respect here, and ate expensive magical beast meat; this was the life they had dreamed of.

Compared to their previous slave life, this place was heaven.

Praise Lord Loren!

In an instant, the loyalty of these employees who had obtained the status of Third-class Resident began to soar crazily, and Loren's status in their hearts was instantly elevated to the extreme.

When the banquet dispersed, many people felt in their hearts that their relationship with Bright Moon City had become closer.

There was already a faint feeling that this place was their home.

After returning to their respective residences, these residents who had enjoyed a meal of roasted magical beast meat immediately began to brag about the delicious food and wine of the night.

They talked endlessly, describing the bonfire party tonight as a banquet rarely seen in heaven, and at the same time constantly proclaimed the greatness and brilliance of their Lord.

Those residents who were not selected had eyes red with envy.

"Damn guys, you were just lucky; the great Lord will select us sooner or later!!"

A strong desire rose in their hearts; they also wanted to get rid of their lowly slave status and obtain the noble status of Third-class Resident.

After being stimulated by the turn of events throughout the day, the despair in the hearts of the originally lifeless slave residents quietly disappeared by more than half.

Replacing it was a group of residents full of expectations for the future and full of drive.

Under Loren's helm, Bright Moon City began to gradually get on track... Setting sail.