Chapter 1523: Chapter 774: Conqueror Speed 2

“Duke, it turns out that the legends about your Conqueror Army are not just simple legends. What you’ve done is even more exaggerated than the legends.”

“Duke, you’ve completely refreshed our understanding of construction. In a single day, you’re able to link up with numerous building projects, refurbish hundreds of kilometers of road, construct over a dozen water storage dams, and excavate dozens of kilometers of drainage channels.”

“The fae race clearing shrubs and weeds, gnolls executing demolitions, treants and giants handling various heavy tasks, and a large number of humans providing technical support, combined with numerous types of magic and spells, their construction speed is hard to slow down. Such a situation is something even the long-extinct Mystorno couldn’t achieve.”

“We’ve surely had our eyes opened today. We never imagined spells could be applied this way. In comparison, we were indeed too conservative and pedantic before, guarding immense treasures without knowing how to exploit them. This is definitely our biggest failure. Had we implemented the Duke’s concept earlier, Mist Valley’s grain output would have doubled long ago.”

“It’s not too late now. We believe that after starting cooperation with the Duke, we will make significant strides in this area.”

In various villages, towns, and settlements, the councillors of Mist Valley coordinating the efforts truly had their horizons widened. Anyone who met Gaven couldn’t stop praising the Conqueror Army’s construction speed.

They witnessed what is called a construction miracle and what is termed Conqueror speed. Any remaining doubts they had about managing the Ashaba River vanished.

To them, building a barrage dam across the Ashaba River was a task impossible to complete, but not for the Conqueror Army.

They finally understood the meaning and weight of the three words “Conqueror”. Indeed, they were conquering, but their method was not by force but by an awe-inspiring construction speed.

As a result, Mist Valley could be considered one of the territories being conquered, but willingly so.

As for road construction, there’s no need to say more. The Conqueror Army is absolutely professional in this area, easily able to lay and repair over a hundred kilometers of main trade routes like Moon Sea Road each day, let alone the rural roads of Mist Valley.

The Conqueror Army didn’t need to mobilize everyone but split into dozens of road-building teams to simultaneously refurbish multiple paths, all to the standard of dual-lane tarthan roads. When the construction was completed, a medium-sized road idol of Gaven would naturally be erected at the entrances of those villages and settlements as a commemoration.

No matter how small a mosquito’s leg is, it’s still meat.

Faith is something that accumulates over time; opportunities like a large influx of belief are not abundant.

Since Gaven already has a good reputation in the surrounding valleys, it should be fully leveraged to turn them into potential believers.

Unable to achieve material gains, they sought to compensate with faith. Even if they don’t worship Gaven, as long as these roads exist, enjoying the convenience they bring would continuously provide Gaven with Divine Nature Force, part of that concept.

The well-informed councillors were all left wide-eyed and open-mouthed, let alone the residents of Mist Valley. Seeing the construction speed of the others and comparing it to the meager amount of food they could offer, even the thick-skinned would feel a bit embarrassed, let alone these sincere folks. Naturally, they did their utmost to provide the best they had to entertain the Conqueror Army.

When the Conqueror Army left Mist Valley, they didn’t just take many things with them; they also left countless things behind.

They took away innumerable fruits, vegetables, and grains, with large and small carts and packed horses carrying full loads. Many even had backpacks full of food, all of which bore the friendship and hopes of the Mist Valley people, hoping these straightforward folks from Thacel could establish themselves firmly in Battle Valley and build their new homes.

They left traces of their presence, a construction legend that would be hard to break for some time, their new construction and planting concept, and their unwavering faith in building a beautiful new home.

Crossing the Ashaban Beach and the Ashaba River from Mist Valley, one enters Comanso Great Forest, but it doesn’t count as reaching Battle Valley yet.

Road construction here required a new method since these were undeniably forest roads, where towering trees blocked the sky. Many trees grew back together at the tops, preventing any sunlight from coming through.

To expand and refurbish here, those trees must make way.

If humans were involved, axes and saws would inevitably be used to fell them, which would certainly provoke the anger of the nature spirits, leading to inevitable conflict.

These forest roads, for many people, were no less dangerous than perilous mountains and ridges.

This danger not only came from predators lurking in the woods but also from the forest fae who had lived far longer, many of whom were here before the roads were built. They maintained their anger towards these traversing paths.

Sometimes, they would vent this anger on passing travelers. It’s not necessarily about harm, but luring them deeper into the forest, using various charm tactics or unique natural sceneries to captivate them, inviting them to stay a while.