Chapter 49: Conquest { IX }

The people of Winterseed gathered in the village square, standing attentively, ready to hear the speech from their beloved Lord Rowan. Men, women, teenagers, and little children all stared at Rowan with adoration in their eyes, as though they were gazing upon a messenger from heaven.However, the villagers couldn't help but also feel curious about the strikingly handsome man standing beside their Lord.

Some of the teenage girls couldn't take their eyes off him. His white hair, striking blue eyes, tall and slim physique, and the confident smile on his face made many of them blush profusely.

While the teenage girls focused on D'andre, the young women couldn't help but wonder why Riela was standing beside Rowan. They began to speculate about the nature of their relationship.

Ignoring the emotions swirling in the crowd surrounding him, Rowan cleared his throat and began his speech.

"Welcome, people of Winterseed. May your day be blessed by the graceful mercy of our ancestors," Rowan began, his gentle tone drifting like magic across the village square.

He continued his speech, praising the efforts of the villagers for the good work they had done in the past few days and thanked them for not giving up on him, even while he had been unconscious for a long time.

Since this was his first meeting with all the villagers—the last one having been only with men eligible for the army—Rowan decided to praise them all as much as possible to farm evolution points. He praised the efforts of the men, the virtues and charm of the women, and the purity of the children, complimenting as much as he could.

The crowd reacted just as Rowan had expected. With his carefully chosen words and [Super Voice], which naturally boosted his followers' motivation, he was able to farm a massive amount of points!

[ All your followers are touched by your words and are on the verge of tears ]

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[ 2,500 followers are amazed and hopeful because of your presence ]

[ Goal: Motivate more than 3,000 followers has been achieved ]

[ Reward: 60,000 evolution points ]

DING! [ 100x reward activated | 6,000,000 evolution points have been rewarded! ]

Seeing the rewards, Rowan's face brightened, and his zeal to farm more evolution points grew.

Nevertheless, even with the massive gain, Rowan wasn't satisfied and continued praising them.

Sadly, he couldn't earn as many evolution points from the continued speech as from the first. He earned a total of two million, but it was still more than enough—If D'andre could see how many points Rowan had earned just by speaking, he'd definitely feel the urge to jump into a lake and drown himself.

After Rowan finished thanking them, he got straight to the topic of the day, beginning by speaking about the food shortage that had plagued their village for a long time. He highlighted the suffering it had caused, making his followers recall the good old days.

His words sparked sad reactions from the crowd.

But this was exactly what he wanted—the sadder and more negative their emotions became, the higher the rewards he'd earn by making them positive again.

He watched their reactions with calmness before continuing, "But that suffering and shortage of food ends today!"

"Thanks to this gentleman standing beside me, who is a divine merchant, we've been able to secure a miraculous amount of food!" Rowan gestured to D'andre, who reacted by waving with a charming smile and giving a gentle bow.

Rowan's words triggered new reactions from the crowd. They turned their attention to D'andre. To some, he already looked angelic, like a man crafted by the gods, yet they still wondered how this man could solve their food shortage.

[ Your followers are confused ]

Rowan ignored the notification and silently called out his inventory, giving it telepathic instructions.

The villagers were still discussing among themselves—sharing their disbelief—when a small vortex suddenly appeared over the large empty space in the middle of the square.

The vortex began swirling rapidly, expanding into a portal. A soft hum accompanied the swirling, drawing the villagers' attention.

As their eyes fell on the expanding portal, their expressions turned to shock, curiosity, and a little bit of terror. Only Brandon, the soldiers, and Riela remained calm, having seen the portal before. For everyone else, it was a new and overwhelming sight.

Nearly thirty seconds after the portal appeared, several large baskets filled with a variety of food—ranging from grains to fresh meat—began floating out of it.

This time, not only the villagers but even those who had seen the portal before stared at the miraculous event unfolding before them, their eyes wide in disbelief. Some began to tremble, pointing toward the portal.

"What... what is this?"

"This can't be real, food is coming out of nowhere!"

"Look at that big chunk of beef! We're finally going to eat meat!"

"Our Lord is truly blessed! In less than a week after his recovery, he's connected with a messenger from heaven! Our village is going to prosper!"

"A miracle!"

"Mom, look, such a big basket of apples!"

"This looks exactly like my dream of the sky raining down food!"

The villagers reacted just as Rowan had predicted.

Their expressions shifted from terror and shock to acceptance in a matter of seconds after witnessing the vast amount of food floating down from the portal.

As the food supplies rained from the sky, the villagers' joy erupted.

They began screaming happily. Some shed tears of joy, others danced, while children rushed toward the falling food, their faces full of glee.

As Roland saw the food falling miraculously from the sky, his expression turned to pure joy. He quickly recalled his conversation with his wife when they discussed how hard it had become to feed their baby! He remembered the sadness in her voice and the crying of their hungry baby.

But now everything was going to change!

With emotions swelling inside him, Roland raised his sword and chanted loudly, "Long live Lord Rowan—the Lord who resurrected!"