System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 901: Chapter 276: Daydreaming (10,000 Words)_4

All it needed was for him to fuse his memories, and he would gain complete understanding.

Lynn scanned the area with his eyes and nodded slightly.

The abilities of the [Ranger] were not as powerful as he had imagined.

But they were far beyond what ordinary people could compare to.

Especially the [Wind Element Affinity], which allowed him to harness the power of wind elemental forces.

Red, owing to his duty as Lynn’s personal guard,

only needed to protect his safety.

He hardly needed to engage in any combat.

However, Red’s capabilities were never weak from beginning to end.

Even though his systematic training time was not long,

he had over a decade of hunting experience!

Wild hunting and battling with beasts.

His abilities far exceeded those of ordinary soldiers!

Now, Red has acquired a [Ranger] promotion that matches him perfectly.

He possesses additional talents and skills.

His abilities have become even more formidable!

This is why, upon obtaining the first [Special Promotion Book],

he decided to give it to Red.

He needed Red to better protect his life!

Walking a few meters ahead, Red seemed to sense Master Lynn’s gaze from behind him.

A strange thought suddenly appeared in Red’s mind.

As this thought came up,

his once fluid and natural steps became somewhat stiff.

His entire posture turned rigid and solemnly seated.

Red almost mechanically turned his stiff neck to glance at Master Lynn.

Only to find that Master Lynn’s gaze was fixated on his body...

Red’s physical actions were naturally observed by Lynn, who lifted his eyes in confusion.

Lynn and Red’s eyes met instantly.

Red immediately withdrew his gaze, not daring to make direct eye contact.

Seeing Red’s demeanor, Lynn raised an eyebrow and spoke.

"Guard Captain Red, you wouldn’t think I have any improper thoughts about you, would you?"

Upon hearing Lynn’s words, Red, who was walking ahead, came to an immediate stop.

He turned around, bowed, and respectfully said, "Master, Red never said such a thing."

Lynn didn’t stop walking, continued stepping forward, passing by the stopped Red.

After giving Red a sideways glance, he continued speaking.

"Rest assured, my sexual orientation is quite normal!"

In this world bound by dogma, where wisdom was not fully enlightened, driven by status and military power,

whatever orientation those noble lords had, he found them normal.

This was, after all, a corrupt and chaotic world.

Listening to the Master’s words and recalling Janet and Kari Brown in his Master’s quarters,

Red surmised that the Master was probably telling the truth.

Red replied with some hesitation, "Yes, Master."

Seeing the worried expression on Red’s face, Lynn couldn’t help but shake his head.

He continued, "I simply noticed you seemed a bit different than before and was observing a bit more closely."

Upon hearing this, Red immediately understood.

He explained, "Master, it might have been those ancient books you gave me."

"With those mystical symbols entering my body,

"each night my dreams have been a parade of various scenes."

"I originally thought insufficient sleep would leave me exhausted every day."

"However, regardless of the intensity of the dream scenes, I woke up every day full of energy."

"I even feel now that my abilities have grown stronger."

Lynn nodded with understanding, "That’s good."

While he conversed with Red, they had arrived at the castle gates.

Under respectful greetings from the guards, they entered the castle.

Walking through the winding corridors, climbing the stairs upstairs,

Lynn reached the reception hall.

His gaze swept around the room.

Yet he didn’t see Steward Kuisi walking up to greet him as usual.

Only Janet, accompanied by a few maids, was lighting the oil lamps in the reception hall.

Upon seeing Lynn, Janet hesitated slightly.

Finally, she stepped forward and approached Lynn.

Not daring to look Lynn in the eyes, Janet lowered her head and explained, "Master, Steward Kuisi has gone to receive the linen clothes produced by the weaving workshop and will return later."

"The cook is preparing your meal, and hot water is being heated."

"You’ll need to wait a bit longer..."

Looking at Janet before him, Lynn said, "I understand. Keep busy."

In response to Janet, he didn’t pause in his steps, striding towards the open balcony outside the reception hall.

Reclining on the wooden chair, Lynn gazed into the distance, looking upon the town beyond the castle.

Nearby.

Groups of townsmen formed a long line, returning to the town.

Thin wisps of smoke emerged from the dining hall chimneys.

Carried by the gentle breeze, they dispersed like silken ribbons into the distance.

In the distance.

At the far edge of the western horizon, a red-orange sunset slowly sank below the horizon.

Witnessing such scenery, Lynn felt an inexplicable comfort.

This view, he had long forgotten how many times he’d appreciated it.

Yet this intense picturesque pastoral view always brought him great joy.

Allowing him briefly to forget the territory’s development plans and the threats and dangers beyond its borders.

Until the sky gradually darkened, enveloped in a dim shroud.

Lynn came back to himself from his temporary emptying of thought.

His mind unconsciously returned to contemplating the future direction of the territory.