CHAPTER 345: CHAPTER 184: SOUL INVASION (10,000 WORDS)

Their faces were filled with hesitation, wanting to speak but holding back.

Looking at the expressions of these apprentices, Lynn spoke: "What? Are you pleading for your foreman?"

Upon hearing Lynn’s words, the apprentices immediately lowered their heads, not daring to meet their Lord’s gaze.

Kneeling on the ground, Ehrelo waited silently without looking back.

At this moment,

A slightly immature male voice sounded.

"Lord, please spare Lord Ehrelo. I am willing to accept the punishment for him!"

Lynn followed the voice and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old male with well-developed muscles, his eyes full of plea as he looked at him.

As the young man’s voice sounded, one after another, voices of request echoed in agreement.

"Master, please spare Lord Ehrelo. It’s because of our limited abilities that we have burdened him."

"Master, Lord Ehrelo has been working hard; he only rests for three or four hours a day."

"We beg you, Lord..."

"..."

In the words of the apprentices, one after another, they knelt down.

Within a few short minutes, all the apprentices of the blacksmith workshop had knelt down.

Listening to these voices, Ehrelo’s body trembled slightly on the ground.

Looking at these apprentices, Lynn raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised in his heart.

In just a few months,

Ehrelo had actually united the cohesion among the blacksmith apprentices.

A blacksmith foreman had become the backbone of hundreds of blacksmith apprentices.

If it were other lords, perhaps they would feel uneasy or vigilant about this.

But Lynn felt no worry at all.

It’s worth noting that the loyalty of these blacksmith apprentices was all as high as 90%↑!

Because these blacksmith apprentices knew it was Master Lynn, as their lord, who provided them with food, housing, and a daily salary.

Master Lynn was indeed their Lord.

Lynn scanned them again and spoke: "Is everyone willing to accept punishment along with Ehrelo?"

Uniform voices of affirmation rose from the blacksmith apprentices, "Yes, Master."

Lynn nodded and said, "Very well, from now on, I cancel the daily wages for your three blacksmith workshops."

"Restore them when you’ve produced results that satisfy me!"

Hearing Lynn’s punishment, a hint of surprise and joy appeared on the apprentices’ faces.

It’s not about the severity of Master Lynn’s punishment.

But because, isn’t this punishment directed at them?

In an instant.

Apprentice after apprentice lifted their heads, eyes full of gratitude and admiration as they looked at their lord.

The distinctions were clear, rewards and penalties distinct!

Such a Lord they were encountering for the first time.

Seeing the loyalty of the blacksmith apprentices rise to 95%↑, Lynn nodded in satisfaction.

Such loyalty, perhaps they wouldn’t hesitate to take the iron hammer into battle!

Lynn looked at Ehrelo, "Stand up."

Ehrelo promptly stood up from the red brick ground.

Seeing Ehrelo’s mouth that seemed to be holding back laughter, Lynn said, "If you want to laugh, then laugh, your face looks like a daisy!"

Ehrelo seemingly thought of something and couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore, "Hehe, I knew Master Lynn was the best."

Lynn rolled his eyes at him, "Once you’re done laughing, get back to work and make up for the four hundred sets of parts still unfinished."

Ehrelo didn’t hesitate, quickly responded, "Yes, Master."

Lynn continued, "By the way, the first banquet is being held at the castle tonight, bring your family to attend it."

Ehrelo eagerly responded, "Alright, Master, Steward Kuisi has already come to inform me..."

Lynn nodded, dismissed Ehrelo, and strode out of the blacksmith workshop.

Then, Lynn went to the textile workshop.

In the textile workshop, rough woolen cloaks and warm rough woolen bedding were being hastily made.

After inspecting the entire Handicraft Workshop District, Lynn walked toward the timber processing site outside the small town.

At this moment, the sky was gray, but fortunately, the occasional raindrops had stopped.

The ground was slightly slick but did not affect the felling and processing progress.

Lynn surveyed around; under the continuous felling by nearly a thousand people, the edge of the forest had been pushed back at least dozens of meters!

Moreover, the felling hadn’t stopped.

In the wood workshop, six hundred townsmen were continuously processing logs into sleepers and rail wood dimensions as Lynn had instructed.

Sleepers were two meters long, twenty centimeters wide, and twenty centimeters thick!

Such sleepers could bear the weight of loaded ore carts and ensure that sleepers and rail wood wouldn’t deform.

As Lynn surveyed the timber processing site.

Garcia, whom Lynn appointed as the woodcutter foreman, came to Lynn.

Garcia’s face brimmed with a simple smile, "Master, according to your requirements, we’ve felled over two thousand trees!"

"Once done today, we’ll reach three thousand trees."

With the arrival of the 600 Trans Empire slaves sent by Grayson last time, and the felling becoming increasingly skilled.

The speed of daily felling had become faster.

The speed of felling had already exceeded Lynn’s expectations.

Lynn’s thoughts shifted, and he said to Garcia: "Keep felling!"

"At least six thousand trees need to be felled!"