Chapter 4 Hunting the Fish Monsters

After a flash of golden light, several items lay quietly in the warehouse.

Sherman looked at them one by one.

"Blueprint for buildings of blue quality school, army barrack, medical school, canteen... woods 1000, stones 1000, thatches 1000, wild fruits 1000, linen 1000, wing 1000, herbs 1000."

"Congratulations to host for completing the task and gaining 100 experience. The blueprint has been upgraded to level two. You will get a random gift bag."

Release task: building ten wooden houses.

"After completing the task, you can get experience point 150."

The blueprint in Sherman's hand had changed.

Interface, which used to be a little monotonous, began to show all kinds of detailed information. It not only accurately marked the specific situation of the thorn swamp but also added a few more materials for collection.

"A blueprint?" Sherman entered the mall and found that the blueprint for buying a wooden house required ten points of satisfaction. His current balance was 0.

"The residents live within the scope of the leader, and will be satisfied according to the degree of comfort."

The system was explained to Sherman in time.

"It seems that we still have to be a little more satisfied. We can't be anxious."

He closed the blueprint and walked out of the carriage.

At present, he had a clear understanding of the thorn swamp. He could take office and go to the thorn town to see his residents.

"Marquis, you are here. Shall we set off now?"

Roy came up and said respectfully.

"Well, do you have any spare shoes?" Asked Sherman.

Roy looked at Sherman with embarrassment.

"To be honest, there is only one pair of shoes left in the town. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have worn it. Each pair of shoes can only be used twenty times. This is the fifteenth time..."

After hearing his words, Sherman looked down.

Indeed, the shoes on Roy's feet were worn out, and his thumb was exposed outside. He wanted to shrink in embarrassment.

"If you don't mind the distance, I can take you a detour and enter the area of the divine tree from the side," Roy said guiltily. "But your carriage may not be able to get in. We simply built that road with planks."

Sherman refused without hesitation.

Are you kidding me? Take a detour?

"Sinard!"

Sherman shouted.

All of a sudden, a young girl in a luxurious dress rushed out of a golden carriage behind him. She pounced on him excitedly, pretending to hold him.

Sherman dodged and let Dolores take the pain.

"Ask your soldiers to bring some fish monsters here."

"Saintess!"

Both Roy and Sherman said at the same time. Only one said in a cold tone while the other was surprised.

"Why are you here?"

Roy was going to kneel on one knee.

"I have to pay a commission for my help." Sinard stood awkwardly in front of Sherman, her face turned red. She stretched out her finger and hooked the corner of Sherman's clothes.

"Call me honey, and I'll let them catch fish monsters!"

"My dear princess, please help me catch twenty fish monsters!"

Sherman said calmly.

"No way! You can only call Sinard. No princess!" Sinard was teased by Sherman, so she stamped her feet in anger and asked Sherman to call her again.

"If you don't behave yourself, you can go back. I'll ask Dolores to do it herself." "If you want to follow me, just work hard!" said Sherman, looking at Sinard coldly.

"Why are you so angry?"

Pretending to be crying, Sinard turned around and ordered the soldiers to work.

Roy stood aside nervously. After Sinard left, he said in a trembling voice, "Marquis Sherman, how could you treat saintess so rudely..."

"You believe in God?"

Sherman asked.

"The divine trees are planted by the government. Even if you don't believe them, you have to pretend. You'll get used to it after a long time and you would pray."

Roy scratched the back of his head and said shyly.

"It's not easy to enter the thorny swamp. The preachers may give up here. Although the holy tree has been planted, they are not believers without the guidance of the preachers."

Sherman thought to himself.

"You have to put on an act. That's saintess..."

Said Roy, unwilling to give up.

Sherman glared at him, and Roy shut his mouth quietly.

About a minute later, Sinard came over with a dozen soldiers.

"Marquis Sherman, the fish monsters are hiding in the swamp. If we can't lure them to the surface of the water, it will be difficult to capture them." Roy followed and stood at the edge of the swamp, worried.

No matter how powerful the guards were, they couldn't do anything to the group of fish monsters who didn't know the exact location.

Roy was afraid that Sherman would fail because of his lack of experience, and then he would be angry from embarrassment and be unwilling to enter the thorny swamp again.

After waiting for a long time, some of them were finally willing to be the leader of the thorny swampland. They all hoped to leave this damned place under the leadership of the leader.

It was not easy for him to see a little hope, but he didn't want to be desperate in an instant.

"If we have flesh, we can lure them up and kill them."

Said Roy in a hurry.

Sherman looked at him strangely.

"Just stand there and watch."

"But..."

He took out a blueprint, marked the fish monsters hidden in the swamp, and pointed in a direction.

The soldier thrust his spear at fish monsters.

A mass of bright red blood fainted in the swamp mud.

"Did... did you succeed?"

"How did you know the location of the fish monsters?" Roy asked in disbelief.

"Just guess."

He then pointed in another direction.

After a while, dozens of fish monsters had been placed on the ground.

On the blueprint, all the nearby fish monsters had escaped. If they wanted to catch them, they could only go deep into the swamp.

"You guys begin to peel and make shoes."

Sherman orders one by one.

With the help of Roy, everything went on very fast. They could set off for the thorny town at about dusk.

Sherman returned to the carriage.

"True manifestation, marquis Sherman is the savior of our town!"

While peeling the skin, Roy chatted with Dolores.

"I've never seen so many fish monsters being killed. If all of them were made into shoes, it would be enough for seventy people to use. Marquis Sherman is so powerful."

Said Roy.

"He is my fiance. Of course, he is powerful!"

Sinard appeared behind Roger and said proudly.

Hearing this, Kess, who was squatting aside and working, immediately became unhappy. He wanted to refute, but he heard Roger's tone of admiration. "Indeed, only saintess can match with marquis Sherman!"

"Nonsense! Nonsense!"

Kess was so angry that he felt dizzy, but he could do nothing.