"I don't know yet, what my manservant's name is." Feld inquired of the steward.
"My lord, his name is Wawa, sixteen years old, and his parents are farmers. The cook is called Dinner Plate and the maids are Shears and Sparrow respectively"
In this world, only people who mastered knowledge, nobles or people who mastered transcendent powers would have nice names.
For example, Field's full name is Field Rose, Rose means rose, but as a name, it's more apt to just call it Rose. Like President Bush Jr, full name is George Walker Bush, you could translate it to George Walker Bush, but it sounds too weird.
"What are your orders, my lord?" Wakan's voice trembled with fear at being called by name.
He feared he was being dismissed, having slacked off for ten minutes yesterday while mopping the floor.
"The makeshift bed you made for the wagon is very soft, if it wasn't for the makeshift bed you made, I might have been upside down all the way here." With a relaxed tone, Fielder snapped his fingers, "Kao, reward the wagon with a silver coin."
"Hiss~"
The others immediately cast jealous glances, one silver coin, equivalent to more than 6 days of salary.
Wakan froze for a moment, then revealed a look of ecstasy, flopping down at Fielder's feet and kissing Fielder's boots, "Goddess above, thank you for your generosity."
"Good luck kid." Shears pouted, upset, what's the big deal about making the bed, she can still warm it.
Wawa silently vowed that she would never be lazy again, not even for a minute.
"Once a month the selection is made, and everyone may be rewarded with silver coins, everyone has a chance if they behave well. The cook makes delicious dishes, the maid sweeps the room clean, and so on and so forth, I've seen it all."
The crowd breathed heavily and looked at each other, all seeing the fiery competition in each other's eyes.
The corners of Feld's mouth turned up slightly, in the future, their work efficiency would be ignited by silver coins. Most importantly, there would be situations such as reporting and snitching, Feld needed them to do so, it might not be good for the men under them to group together, there would be collusion to deceive the lords.
"Alright, you guys go get busy." Feld smiled at the crowd and waved his hand to indicate that they could leave, and the crowd immediately left at a quick pace, but the butler moved two steps and came back hesitantly, and Feld was puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"My lord, uh, it's not good to say so, but it's necessary for me, as your butler, to give you some advice." Caor, since entering the Nightshade Collar alive, changed from his previous mouth full of complaints and began to work seriously.
Felder raised his eyebrows, "Speak freely."
"It's about race, you seem to have given the subhumans avenues of upward mobility, promising them the possibility of becoming free folk, but... The subhumans are not like us, they are stupid, er, sorry, there seems to be no need to give them freedom to the rest of the people, except for Lord Ashena."
Feld pondered for a moment, "We are in the Cursed Lands nowadays, surrounded by death, and the proverb says: when you are in Azeria, be an Azerite."
"We should have our own rules in the Nightshade Collar, tomorrow I will announce a unified decree, you will know it then."
In the evening, Feld took out a pen and paper and drafted the Nightshade Collar's farming plan.
He wrote in Chinese characters that only he could read, "Looting and exploration."
"My territory is hairless, if I want to grow rapidly and accumulate means of production, I can't do it with just two hundred people."
Even the land, was full of toxins.
"Knock, knock~"
The door to the room was knocked on.
"My lord, it's me." Ashina's voice came from outside the door.
Fielder's planning, needed Ashena's support, "Please come in, I was waiting for you."
"Good evening my lord." Ashena was wearing a slender maid's outfit, the young girl's slender calves posed in a shy stance, but her face was slightly bashful, free from the hard life of a slave, the cold jade-like skin was only able to see the light of day again, in fact, even her feet were very cool, her toes were slender and white, extremely aesthetic, "What can I do for you?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, the atmosphere was immediately ambiguous.
Fielder tapped his head, no wonder Ashena looked squirmy.
Calling someone else's girl to her room in the middle of the night, anyone would have blind thoughts.
"Ahem, it's about the development of the territory."
"Oh." Ashina's small hands that had nowhere to rest immediately dropped down, she sighed in relief but was vaguely disappointed in her heart, "My lord, I have no experience in management, I may not be able to help you."
Before Ashina became a slave, she was also just a freeborn, the daughter of a wolf subhuman hunter's family. She couldn't read or write, she couldn't manage.
"It's fine, you can learn, I will teach you by hand. Besides, you're a Chosen of God, you have a natural advantage."
The biggest class leap in this world was becoming a Chosen of God.
One second you might face the death penalty, but the next second you become a Divine Chosen, the local nobles would simply declare you innocent and worship you as a guest, after all, the gods don't choose the wrong people.
This was also the reason why the lower classes were unwilling to rebel against the lords, because everyone had the opportunity to make a class leap, as long as their daughter or daughter-in-law became a God's Chosen, they would naturally have no worries about their clothes and food.
"I've decided to plunder my brother." Fielder opened his mouth with a king's bomb.
Ashina was all confused: is this something I can listen to?
"Alright, I support you unconditionally!" Certain that Fielder wasn't joking, Ashena pondered for a moment, "You are not a ferocious and evil person, I can feel that."
When she was still a slave, Feld had never abused her or done something beastly while he was asleep. On the contrary, Feld was the most unique person she had ever met.
The ability to treat even subhumans as equals, er, even a little likeable? That much could be an illusion, but there was no doubt that Feld was a gentleman!
"Thanks." Feld poured Ashena a cup of black tea, "It's a long story."
He remembered the look in his brother's cruel and perverted eyes that really called him to sleep.
His brother called for the death of someone he cared about, and Feld was not the kind of person the original owner was, a soft touch to be pinched.
Fight back hard! And it had to be prepared from now on.
"I'll talk to you slowly about the original reason, I need you to assist me by training a team of light cavalry, the kind specifically made for looting."
Feld's dear second sister had "assisted" him with twenty horses, which would come in handy now.
After agreeing on a plan, Fielder called a general meeting of the entire population the next day, even every slave.
Everyone who came to the meeting was attracted by the wooden box beside Fielder's body, which was full of silver and copper coins.
Instead of starting off with a long speech, Feld took out a list of names.
"Members of the Guard, come and collect the bounty by the names I've reported, one silver coin for killing a carrion, I'll do what I say."