Aren't these city walls and buildings a waste of effort? According to the wandering way of the past, don't even think about constructing the main city in this lifetime.

In that chaotic ancient period, she was killed at the critical moment of advancement because she was a lone wolf wandering without any power to rely on.

This lifetime, she must make the barbarians rise and have her own power!

This situation must not continue!

Her gaze was immensely determined.

Lear sensed the subtle change in the other's emotions and also felt a bit emotional.

If he hadn't decisively developed agriculture upon reaching the swamp, enabling Weilu City's grain to be self-sufficient,

he would probably also be cautiously begging to buy food just like the other.

"Ms. Betina, since the barbarians are our friends, we must give support."

"Although the food in Weilu City is not abundant, I'm willing to take out a portion to trade with the Hisham clan."

"We are grateful for your mercy and generosity. The Hisham clan will keep this in mind! The barbarians will never forget the friendship of friends..."

"There's no need to be so polite. I'll send someone to discuss the specific trade prices tomorrow... By the way, some barbarians in Weilu City have stayed for quite a while; it's time to send them home."

"Furthermore, you can appoint Azaken to station in Weilu City, serving as a trade representative for future timely communication."

"You've thought it through thoroughly, so moving forward..."

Lear communicated further with this short-haired, over-ear, powerful lady with a sharp gaze, and glimpsed the dimming sky.

"Ms. Betina, let's end today's discussion here... I need to return to my territory."

"Tomorrow, the first batch of grain will arrive at the Hisham clan."

"I will also bring back all the remaining barbarians."

"In the future, I hope our friendship can be long-lasting."

The value of the Hisham clan is quite inferior to the Night Shadow Clan, yet this barbarian chieftain harbors an ancient soul within.

Once unleashed, he could kill a demigod!

Moreover, he's interested in that relic.

Lay a hook now, and return later wouldn't be too late.

Betina nodded slightly, her aggressive gaze fixed on him.

"In that case, I won't hold you back longer, looking forward to your trade caravan tomorrow."

Both parties were decisive people, after a few pleasantries, they no longer lingered, and Lear turned around and left this rugged hall.

Back to the plaza.

Under the tense watch of the surrounding barbarians, he waved his hand, taking off with the Great Demon and Bubble Beast.

The next moment, about a dozen giant falcons flew in from all directions, guiding them away from the Hisham clan...

Inside the hall.

Upon hearing from subordinates that Lear's party had already left the city, Betina couldn't help but look at Azaken.

"Is Lord Lear's territory really as extraordinary as you've said?"

Although he was lavish with praise just now, Lear's vague descriptions left room for curiosity.

The newly entered high-level members of the Hisham clan also curiously looked at the other with eager eyes.

Azaken's face showed some complexity and his tone was deep.

"Chieftain, the true Weilu City is even more extraordinary than I described..."

"Lord Lear has indeed built a mighty territory in just over three months!"

"The residents live and work in peace, agriculture is abundant, and industry is rapidly expanding."

"The military is powerful, with heavy cavalry, swarming giant bees in the sky, along with Nagas, Demons, and Dark Night Elves..."

"Heroes are even more formidable; the six Great Demons that came this time are just a part of them!"

The more he spoke, the more excited his tone became.

"And chieftain, did you know? In Weilu City, all knowledge is free!!"

"Lord Lear has sent Swamp Boggarts to spread knowledge to the residents every night... Everyone can attend classes and learn, and I'll say it again, everyone can learn, even newly joined slaves in Weilu City!!"

"It's no exaggeration to say that now in Weilu City, except for newcomers who joined in the past half month, there are no illiterates left... Almost all residents can write hundreds or thousands of common characters and understand most books."

"And Weilu City's food is now filling several granaries, and the territory is continuing to cultivate more land for planting... There's no worry about food at all."

"In the swamp, with muddy waters, it's almost impossible to find clean springs... But the lives transporting ores just now can filter clean water, providing delicious water for the entire territory."

"And there's the large-scale breeding of Three-tailed Pigs, with breeding areas expanded to fish farms covering hundreds of acres..."

Azaken continued talking until his mouth was dry, only then did he slightly vent the suppressed emotions in his heart.

Who could understand him?

Witnessing such a magnificent territory being built from scratch and personally participating in most of its events.

Yet all of it had to remain unsaid in his heart, now finally having someone to confide in when seeing his own people.

At first, the surrounding Hisham clan members were skeptical, even slightly disdainful, but as they listened on, their expressions grew more difficult, finally falling into complete silence.

Hearing the other talk like this, they've managed their territory for years... Why does it seem inferior to that human lord's management over a few months?!

They used to be quite proud of their barbarian capital city, but now, in comparison, everything seems off.

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