The Port of Long Beach, once a place of hustle and bustle due to the war, has finally gradually regained its tranquility.
After loading the output of the last half year of the Creek Gold Mine, the Intrepid left again.
Accompanying them is Princess Pubal's Cloudhoof Clan Mission, who is going to Stormwind to deliver their credentials and show enough goodwill to humanity.
The port returned to its normal rhythm of life, but nearly three times as many merchant ships entered the port as it did before the war, and after proving that it could bring security and stability to the seas, the merchants' confidence in the new port increased, and it was only natural that the surge in the flow of people and money made the port more prosperous.
Diego didn't really care how much the port would bring him - in fact, with his permission, the vast majority of the port's revenue was invested in the operation and expansion of the city, and not into the lord's personal pocket - Diego was more concerned about whether the people of the Wild West benefited from it and whether their difficult situation was improved.
However, when he toured the southern part of the Western Wilderness, he realized that his decision was undoubtedly the right one, and as the consul of Long Beach, Van Cleef did it almost perfectly.
The construction of the Port of Long Beach has provided enough jobs for young people in the Wild West, and the various orders issued by the port have opened up sales for agricultural products from farms everywhere.
In terms of security, passing Harry?
With Bogard's several sweeps, the order of the western wilderness has been greatly improved, even if you can't do it and don't close your door at night, at least you don't have to worry about robbers coming to your door at any time.
Look.
Everything is moving in a good direction.
What excites Diego even more is that in October of that year.
The Lord's Castle, built at the foot of Dagger Ridge, was finally completed.
Because it was to be lived in by a respected lord, and the salary paid was generous enough.
The masonry of the former Brotherhood of Defia was so enthusiastic that the castle, which would normally take at least two years, was built in just half a year.
With more than 40 rooms and three halls that are fully suitable for grand banquets, this five-storey castle is said to be a castle, but it is actually a small fortress with a fortified castle as its center.
The castle is surrounded by outbuildings such as baths, stables, kitchens, and warehouses.
On the lower floors of the castle, wine cellars and underground vaults were built, and of course, the keys to these important places were directly in the hands of the lord.
The entire castle is made of solid granite.
The cemented plaster between the crevices is mixed with the sap of wild steel flower and thorn algae, making the rock as unbreakable as a whole - in fact, these two herbs are also important materials for making defensive potions.
As the last line of defense of the entire port, the military use of the castle was also given considerable attention, and on the outer walls of the castle were thick and strong, and the wide top surface could even pass a four-wheeled carriage, and on the four corners of the outer wall, tall stone watchtowers stood on them.
You can even see the sea dozens of miles away.
The tower of the watchtower has many shooting holes open in the body, which can be used by archers to shoot.
In a spacious enough place, several dwarven cannons were also erected, staring in the direction of the coast.
And after a period of running-in and implementation.
Diego found that the political structure he had set up for his realm was working very well.
Harry?
Bogard's convoy was mainly military, responsible for clearing the western wilderness of bandits and resisting foreign enemies; Grian?
Stallman was in charge of justice, and the security team was responsible for order and stability in the port.
Picket lawlessness, tell the truth.
The old paladin's impartiality and pride made him highly praised.
And Edwin?
Van Cleef manages the administrative and commercial affairs of the port, to be honest.
There was no better place to deal with burghers and merchants than he was.
Now, Diego has added the position of Fleet Commander to the Port of Long Beach, and former pirate captain Phil Laren has taken on this position - although there is still only one ship in the fleet, the Swordfish, Diego is confident that he will soon be able to replenish it with new ships and men.
In order to ensure the loyalty of the fleet, Diego recruited some men from the security and escort teams to join the Swordfish, while some pirate sailors were added to the security and escort teams.
After this adjustment, the sailors on the Swordfish, the pirates of the former Wavecutter, the sailors of various races hired in Treasure Bay, and the natives of Long Beach Harbor each accounted for about one-third of the proportion, and it was impossible for anyone to oppose the lord's authority.
To Diego's astonishment, Van Gore, the Gnoll, set up a shamanic altar on a hillside near the coast to provide medical care to the residents of Long Beach Harbor.
And he has also made great progress in the education and transformation of jackals, and the number of gnolls under his command has grown from a few to nearly a hundred.
Most of these were captured by Burgard in the process of clearing the Riverpaw Gnoll bandits, and they were thrown to him.
Seduced, spurred and taught by bread, whips and shamanic teachings, these gnolls gradually broke away from the ignorant and barbaric life of raiding and hunting, learned to work in exchange for payment, and gradually integrated into human society.
A large part of the current labor force in the port of Long Beach is made up of gnolls.
And the civilians of Long Beach Harbor have become accustomed to the presence of gnolls.
After dealing with the things that had accumulated after leaving some time ago, Diego's life returned to that calm and unwavering rhythm, and everything seemed so smooth and casual.
In late November, Masrae left the harbor of Long Beach and traveled to Dagger Ridge to establish his own Druid Jungle – a familiar jungle that would help him improve his awareness of the forces of nature.
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As a gift to his best friend, Diego handed over ownership of this vast mountain forest to the Night Elves.
From then on, oak and larch trees could no longer be harvested without compensation, and for each large tree felled, the feller had to plant fifty saplings in return.
As the days passed, and the end of the year approached, Diego cleaned the house, made pastries, and made the final preparations for the Winter Veil Festival.
Compared with the dozens of square meters of units in his previous life, his current home is a bit too big.
Even with a dozen servants hired, he was a little busy.
Time is a spiritual elixir, which can not only erase the sadness in the heart, but also precipitate the most beautiful feelings.
In such a busy and uneventful day, Diego's mind gradually calmed down.
Like any young man, when that short and intense relationship gradually faded away, he once thought that he had lost the meaning of life, but he found that he could no longer recall the throbbing and surging at that time.
The love that once flowed, the love at first sight, seemed to be yesterday, but it was as irretrievable as flowing water, and that unforgettable relationship has become a sweet and precious memory, leaving the deepest traces in his heart.
A comfortable life may be happy, but it is also boring and dreary, in fact, after half a winter in the territory, he found that his heart was already a little ready to move, and his body and soul were yearning for new adventures and thrills.
When he couldn't stand it anymore, he would pick up a gun and go to the field to have a good time, but to be honest, the prey he hit was not as valuable as bullets.
Many times, Diego also thought that spending the rest of his life like this would not be a good ending, and as a lord, Diego had no need to participate in those uncertain adventures anymore, but Diego knew clearly in his heart that fate had given him the ability to hunt, but it was not for him to live comfortably like this and raise himself into a fat pig.
Nor could the calamity of Azeroth allow him to remain so comfortable, knowing that there were things he had to do.
On the day before the Winter Veil, Diego was sitting in front of the castle gates, enjoying the fresh air and warm sunshine, while waiting for the Night Elves who would come to spend the Winter Veil with him, when a human in military uniform suddenly appeared at the end of the road on a running frothing military horse.
He drew a short spear from the saddle in front of him and threw it at the castle gate.
The spear was more than three inches deep into the ground, and at the end of the spear, a soft white griffon's feather swayed gently in the wind.
"Kingdom Call!"
The knight shouted, and continued to gallop off into the distance.
He had other places to go.
"Go to the watchtower and blow the horn, and send some more men to gather the commanders!"
Diego jumped to his feet and shouted inside the gate.
This feathered spear is a symbol of the Stormwind Kingdom's recruitment of lord nobles.
As vassals, after receiving the feathered spear, the nobles had to travel to Stormwind to answer the king's call.
"Go to the stables and take out the horses, and ride them, so fast!"
Diego urged excitedly, Diego gasped with excitement as he turned to see the Night Elves' sparkling eyes.
"Hey, man, is there something to do?
It's suffocating me for this time!
The Night Elf asked happily.
Behind him, Kodomon was excitedly running towards its master.
In order to keep it wild, Diego kept it in the wild and was tended by Masrae.
(To be continued......)