Looking at the text prompt that appeared once again before him, Lynn was slightly taken aback.

It wasn't because the [Collection] skill had leveled up so quickly.

But because of the [Fishing] function.

[Fishing]: Fishing can yield different rewards, the higher the quality of the fish, the richer the rewards.

His Innate Holy Body of Farming, Innate Woodworker Saint Body, Innate Forging Saint Body...

Was he about to become the ultimate fisherman?

Suppressing his complex emotions, Lynn was somewhat amazed.

This function wasn't bad at all.

However, he didn't have time for fishing now.

Closing all the panels, Lynn continued to turn the handle of the grain mill in his hand.

It wasn't until noon that Lynn stopped.

After lunch,

Lynn walked toward the central area of the main castle in the town.

The construction of the main castle had never ceased.

However, Lynn had focused all the territory's development on autumn plowing and planting.

Only a hundred or so people were still carrying on with the construction.

Lynn's gaze swept around the main castle, it had already been built up to six or seven meters high.

Vaguely, the outline of a grand castle was taking shape.

But completion was still far from achievable.

They were currently still constructing the main body of the castle, not to mention the towers, arrow towers, walls...

And the supporting living buildings, kitchens, warehouses, cellars, courtyards, and so on.

The castle was a symbol of the lord's power.

It could also protect his personal safety and property.

But Lynn wasn't in a rush.

Rolling up his sleeves, Lynn entered the construction site and joined in on the building of the main castle.

[Construction Experience +1]

[Construction Experience +1]

[Construction Experience +1]

...

At dusk,

outside the territory,

a road paved only with gravel.

A dozen followers on horseback were guarding a carriage, traveling steadily across a wasteland.

The followers held the reins in their left hands, their right hands on the longswords or scimitars at their waists.

Vigilantly scanning everything around them with their eyes.

Luckily, there were no anomalies around.

Ackman, who was newly promoted to Chief Attendant, glanced at the dozen followers by his side, feeling quite pleased.

Even though he was still Master Aiden's dog.

Compared to the other followers, he only needed to obey Master Aiden's call now!

He was the top-level dog!

Mmhmm~

Listening to the suppressed sounds of painful yet pleasurable cries, Ackman couldn't help but glance back.

Even though the sound was mixed with the rolling of carriage wheels and the trampling of hooves.

He heard it clearly and distinctly.

Ackman couldn't help but marvel at Master Aiden's physical stamina.

To know that in such a wilderness, such sounds had continued for an hour!

Even he felt a bit overwhelmed.

As Ackman was marveling, a low voice sounded within the carriage.

That strange sound finally began to fade away.

A few minutes later,

a melancholy shout came from inside the carriage, "Ackman!"

Hearing Master Aiden's call, Ackman quickly pulled the reins to slow his horse down.

The carriage behind continued to move normally.

In the difference of speed, Ackman came to the right side of the carriage.

Turning his head towards the carriage, Ackman raised an eyebrow.

Although Master Aiden hadn't opened the door or drawn the curtain, with the carriage's movement,

he could still see inside, two fair and voluptuous women's bodies.

Ackman quickly responded, "Master Aiden."

Once again, Aiden's voice came from the carriage, "Where are we now?"

Ackman glanced around before speaking, "Master Aiden, we've been out of your territory for a few days now. We should reach Jonas Frank Manor Lord's territory by evening!"

Aiden's voice responded, "I see, tell them to be careful, that Jonas isn't a good man!"

"You may go. I'm feeling a bit tired, I'll take a nap first."

Ackman responded, "Yes, Master Aiden."

As the words fell, Ackman couldn't help but sneak another glance into the carriage.

That fair roundness intruded upon his gaze once more.

Aiden lay asleep on the laps of the two maids.

Ackman drove his horse forward contentedly.

Reaching the front of the carriage convoy, Ackman continued to vigilantly survey the surroundings.

Until it was nearing evening.

Ackman saw peasants ahead who were planting, he was just about to report to Aiden.

More than a dozen riders came galloping towards them from the front.

The sound of thundering hooves was unbroken ahead.

Ackman furrowed his brow, quickly calling to the followers beside him, "Guard, protect the master!"

"Yes!"

The voice was loud enough to even wake the resting Aiden.

He quickly opened the curtain to look out.

In the dimming light, a dozen guards holding long spears were charging at them.

Aiden's face darkened.

He looked at the two tense maids and said, "What are you waiting for? Help me get dressed!"

The two maids quickly responded, "Yes, yes, master."

A moment later,

Sharp halting calls resounded in front of Ackman.

As the horses reared constantly, a dozen horses finally stopped, letting out shrill whinnies.

Ackman narrowed his eyes, staring at them intently, and explained, "Gentlemen, I am Ackman, the Chief Attendant of Morrison Manor."

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