Outside the printing workshop in Jerusalem, a dense long line was forming.

A newly arrived pilgrim approached with some confusion: "What is happening here?"

A notice board stood outside the workshop, written in various languages.

Yet, most people still couldn't recognize it.

After painstakingly figuring it out, the pilgrim was shocked: "Only two-tenths tax for the first three years, and free agricultural tool rentals, where does such good fortune come from?"

"Don't be surprised. Count Losa's generosity and kindness are famous throughout the Holy Land. Haven't you heard of his reputation?"

"Ah, the Guardian of the Holy Land, the Great Knight who defeated Saladin?"

"Exactly, that's him!"

"Will his lordship go bankrupt with such generosity?"

Some pilgrims showed concern.

Furin heard the conversation nearby and couldn't help but laugh: "Such simple people, actually worried about the lord going bankrupt."

"Their concerns are not unfounded."

Chelina replied expressionlessly: "According to calculations, the initial investment in settling the subjects is indeed huge. These people are almost impoverished, requiring us to provide various living materials including crop seeds, rented agricultural tools, and free relief food."

"By my estimate, the territory will suffer a net loss of three thousand Suludes Gold Coins in the first month alone. This excludes fluctuations in grain prices, transport losses, livestock feed, provding basic construction materials, and expenditures on building public canals."

"So many!"

Furin looked at the queuing crowd with increasingly dangerous eyes.

"If his lordship was willing to spend the money to upgrade me, I could unlock 'Blood Pool Transformation'."

Blood Pool Transformation is a special skill she can use in the Elite First Stage, turning her whole body into a blood pool; as long as the blood pool does not dry up, she is nearly invincible, greatly compensating for her weakness in life force as a warlock.

Snap.

The lid of a metal box popped open.

A chocolate bar entered her mouth.

Furin's furrowed brows quickly relaxed, the danger in her eyes dissipated, she squinted her eyes, savoring the sweet taste in her mouth.

Chelina pulled out another one, ready to put it in her own mouth.

She met Furin's pitiful eyes.

"Nina, I want to eat this peach-flavored one, haven't eaten in days."

In Chelina's cookie box, each flavor of chocolate bar is drawn randomly.

"Here, for you."

"Nina, you're so kind."

Furin was as happy as a sixteen-year-old girl.

Standing opposite the street.

Losa couldn't help but smile: "Chelina really spoils Furin."

Prajna frowned: "You also spoil her excessively, only you two see her as a child."

"Miss Chelina."

"Congratulations, my lord, on achieving your desire."

"Hmm, thank you."

Losa paused slightly, asked: "I just saw these people receiving number plates, all waiting in the courtyard, to be centrally settled?"

"Yes, otherwise, I worry their number plates will be snatched in the queue."

"You are very thorough in this regard. From which angle do you select the registrants?"

"Based on intuition."

Losa seemed thoughtful: "Oh right, Beast Intuition, it's indeed useful."

Although Beast Intuition didn't appear on Chelina's panel, it's similar to the reason Swordsmanship Specialization doesn't appear on her panel.

Hans is a Fake Five-Star, incomparable to Chelina.

"But you still overlooked a problem; since registration is done by household, many pilgrims unable to queue may temporarily form families with others, possibly leading to false relationships."

"This could result in families of dozens, even tens of people, and some might profit from it."

In any era, scalpers like these aren't lacking.

"I will pre-register every pilgrim's family population."

"But this doesn't prevent false reports—remember to investigate thoroughly, we cannot settle so many people."

Chelina felt somewhat guilty: "Apologies, my lord, this is my oversight."

Losa smiled: "No, it's already quite good."

"How many have been recruited so far?"

"Two thousand six hundred and ten households, totaling five thousand nine hundred people according to their registrations."

"The numbers are sufficient. After today, don't recruit more. We have limited ability to settle everyone; leaving them here, the Church will settle them as well."

"I understand."

"Have you planned the future settlement of subjects?"

"Yes, the remaining land in New Habsburg can settle six hundred households; the others I plan to distribute across the vacant lands in Hebron, Alandler, and Philorn."

Her tone paused, added: "My lord, should I distribute them or settle according to region?"

"Centralize them. If they form groups by locality, it actually benefits me."

Losa was not worried about these people unified against him; on the contrary, with the land he distributed, they needed to group together for various public constructions and protect themselves.

"Also, be careful about the plague issue. If anyone shows symptoms, isolate them immediately, let the monks of the Saint Lazarus Order treat them."

The recruitment of subjects went smoothly, largely due to the promotion by the Saint Lazarus Order.

Now, Urding was almost always busy, in the eyes of lower-class civilians, those monks of the Saint Lazarus Order, dressed simply, were like angels.

Conversely, many clergy did not quite approve of them.

A sudden rush of hoofbeats sounded.

Jeanne, wearing a silver helmet, was rushing swiftly with over a dozen Winged Cavalry members.

"My lord."

She seriously saluted, then said to Chelina: "Miss Chelina, my people?"

"Over there."

"Then I'll take them."

Jeanne seemed dissatisfied with Losa's arrangement for her; she removed her helmet, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and brushed her golden hair behind her ears.

"Next time when playing lap pillow, remember to close the door, avoid some running around in the scorching sun, wanting a glass of iced wine while worrying about stumbling upon someone's romance."

She said, and left with the Winged Cavalry without a backward glance.

Furin looked at Losa, somewhat puzzled: "What is Jeanne talking about?"

Losa coughed slightly, feeling a bit guilty.

I clearly don't remember Jeanne returning secretly; could it be during the dazed moments when I was almost asleep?

"In any case, leave matters here to you, Furin, stay with Miss Chelina for the time being, Prajna and I need to return to Hebron first."

"Ah, why?"

Furin appeared somewhat aggrieved.

"Rest assured, we're not going for leisure, not just Hebron, we also need to go to New Habsburg afterward, striving to activate two new military camps by tomorrow."

The camp for Heavy Cavalry Archers, Losa plans to set next to the stables outside Hebron City, also a built structure by the system, it enhances horse breeding probabilities, comfort, and reduces disease chances.

Once these precious steeds fall ill, it could infect the entire herd, Egypt had many studs attempting to cultivate native horse breeds facing such situations, thus had to buy warhorses at high prices from India.

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