[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-system-build-my-own-territory":3,"chapter-system-build-my-own-territory-system-build-my-own-territory-chapter-955":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","System: Build My Own Territory",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},162364,317,"Chapter 955 - 285: Waging War (10,000 Words) (Part 4)","system-build-my-own-territory-chapter-955",955,"\u003Cp>As a lord, he shouldn’t have to do any labor; he should be living a life of luxury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lynn’s right palm was full of hard calluses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Janet felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their thickness was no less than that of farmers who had worked for decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or like soldiers and mercenaries wielding weapons and licking blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She understood in her heart why this was so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was precisely because the Lynn before her was unafraid of hardship and labor, persisting with the townsmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That this territory, once a mere wasteland of weeds, had developed to such a scale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not witnessed personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only heard through rumors, no one would believe it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Janet’s movements massaging Lynn’s arm became a bit more intimate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The look in her eyes toward Lynn began to change from past resentment and hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once a manor lord of Frank Manor, indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was well aware of the principle of the victor becoming the ruler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing such a powerful lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing such a handsome man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every woman would admire and look up to strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was no exception!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Lynn still gazing at her with his deep eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though her heart was still nervous and shy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She needed no order or action from Lynn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She propped herself up at the bottom of the bathtub, using both feet, slowly crawling toward Lynn before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Lynn’s gaze, she gently sat on his lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Janet wrapped her arms around Lynn’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though due to her sitting posture, the whiteness in front of her completely emerged from the cover of the hot water, surfacing upon the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Janet didn’t mind at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning forward slightly, that white part pressed against Lynn’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face, full of blush, quickly approached Lynn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Janet’s rosy lips pressed against Lynn’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as they touched, a strange feeling emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Janet’s body couldn’t help but tremble, her whole body hair standing up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t move away at all, immersed in the atmosphere of the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling Janet’s passion, Lynn naturally had no reservations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his hands, wrapping them around Janet’s delicate waist, starting to explore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the change in Lynn’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Janet slightly moved her head, shifting her face away from Lynn’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked directly at Lynn, her body slowly moving, searching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not more than two seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Janet’s rosy mouth opened wide, eyes wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her whole back formed a perfect curve like a bent longbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for Lynn’s support with both hands, Janet would have fallen into the bathtub.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side under the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silver-white glow spread over a city surrounded by towering walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Houses built of stone and brick had fallen silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few affluent homes still had oil lamps burning, telling stories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bluestone-paved streets were empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only sight was teams of ten patrolling soldiers, carrying torches, occasionally passing by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the quiet and emptiness of the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dock near the Seine River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even late at night, remained unusually lively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strong-bodied workers, bare-chested, with coarse cloth towels around their necks, shouldered sacks of linen, striding down from longboats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight each porter carried was nearly at their limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with coarse cloth towels to wipe the sweat, their bodies were still drenched like rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All for the sake of earning more pence, to buy and replace more food for their hungry families.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the dock, merchants were busy checking the quality and quantity of goods, bargaining furiously with the ship owners...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Kakasong City, nearly two hundred miles from Morgan Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third floor of the Viscount’s Castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a lavishly decorated, spacious meeting room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several oil lamps were burning continuously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strands of black-gray smoke rose, coloring the already dark walls even darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the yellow-orange glow illuminated the entire room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carved on the ribbed vaulting beams were exquisite stone patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hanging on the wall opposite the entrance was a wool tapestry embroidered with large-scale marching scenes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the tapestry, on a walnut-carved table, were three candle holders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The candlelight illuminated the faces of those gathered around the square table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man sitting at the main seat turned his gaze onto the short-bearded man sitting before him to the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, authoritative voice came from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... the spy you dispatched only found out that Morgan Town is garrisoned by a squad of armored soldiers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t know the number of armored soldiers, how they’re distributed, or who the lord behind them is... is that correct, Zock Connally Manor Lord?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the gaze of the middle-aged man on the main seat and listening to the nearly interrogative words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zock Connally’s flesh quivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly stood from his chair, turned his body, and spoke to the middle-aged man full of apology.\u003C\u002Fp>",804,"2026-05-29T04:51:18.271Z","2026-06-01T04:29:11.989Z",1,"novelbin.me","9487acc107fa08b115cdd30c4062a4ba7319987cc6dcc93476ce55790884317f","system-build-my-own-territory-chapter-956","system-build-my-own-territory-chapter-954",979,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-build-my-own-territory-cover.jpg"]