Chapter 1866 Old Man McKenzie's Request

Tilda was diligently working on documents when she suddenly heard a knock on her door.

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Ah…

"Miranda, it's you."

Miranda was one of her secretaries who happened to also be equipped with a strong supernatural ability that made her fierce in any battle.

As a Baymardian guard whose Mission is to assist and project Tilda, you best believe Landon was going to make her a little stronger than the average. But it wasn't just he who got a boost in strength.

Tilda has 2 other secretaries who were also stronger. The Captains and leaders of various units also got the boost they needed to ensure the operations they carried out here were successful.

Again, how could Landon forget to make the chosen daughter herself not strong? Tilda, as well as her grandmother, were both stronger than before too.

"Your highness, the old man is here to see you as we predicted."

Tilda's eyes lit up before she reached for her mask to put it on again. Only the Baymardian leaders here and her secretaries have ever seen what she looked like. Many in Dafaren speculated that her appearance must be hideous or scarred, feeling she must be a bitter and nasty ex-slave out for revenge… But should they see her very smooth, stunning, and youthful appearance, it was hard to say what their reactions would be.

Only when with them, does Tilda reveal her playful side.

Miranda shook her head, ridding herself of her excessive thoughts. "Your highness, I will bring him over right away."

With that, Miranda left the office space to bring the Old man in.

As for her calling Tilda her highness, this wasn't anything major that would reveal Tilda's identity. All information guilds and those in search for her already knew that she was a self-proclaimed Female King. So what do you call a king other than your highness? Your highness, My Liege… Tilda responded to many titles. Some even went as far as calling her 'Her Majesty' as though she was Dafaren's current monarch.

Some rescued Dafaren ex-slaves called her master, and some called her Leader. So as of now, no one can truly link her to being Alexander's DEAD daughter.

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Sitting in a position of authority with her legs crossed and hands folded over bosoms, Tilda awaited the old man's arrival. And soon enough, the doors opened once more.

"Your highness…"

Miranda then bowed, turning around, closing the door and leaving the duo to themselves.

Seeing how Miranda addressed Tilda, Old man McKenzie also did the same, "Your highness, thank you for seeing this old one."

Tightening his grip on his wooden walking cane with a lowered face, old man McKenzie had to admit he was a little nervous right now. When was the last time he felt this anxious? His nervousness didn't come from fear or intimidation, but came from the fact that he didn't know whether Tilda will accept his requests.

Old man McKenzie understood that the discussion they have today will be his family's turning point. So how can he not have beads of sweat forming on his forehead?

"Please, sit…" Tilda gestured. "I can see your injury still worries you."

McKenzie was taken aback by Tilda's actions.

Most leaders in power would have people stand or kneel to show their domineering stance, regardless of whether they were injured, old or even crippled. But from Tilda's actions you can tell she had respect for every human being, no matter their title or age. Of course, he was also touched that she would remember his internal injuries in his left leg. The way he walked, one would hardly know the pain he felt from the injury. For years now, he learned to mask his pain. .

Reaching for a seat, Old man McKenzie was once again sure he chose the right person to follow.

Taking a deep breath, Old McKenzie's face turned serious. "Please, forgive my abrupt and bold visit, your highness, but I have a few requests I wish for you to grant in exchange for absolute loyalty from my family."

"Oh?" Tilda raised her brow behind her mask. At the same time, her aura grew even more intimidating than it currently was. "Old man, what makes you think you have a choice whether to give your loyalty to me or not? Aren't you being a little too naive with your thoughts here?"

While still shocked with Tilda's strong aura, Old McKenzie shook his head humbly, "Instincts…"

He has observed the people here and seen how good they were treated. You can tell a lot from one's leader by the way their people lived. The way they spoke of her was also not of fear but of respect, awe and gratitude. The children ran about merrily in their free time, and the entire atmosphere was peaceful, despite this being headquarters for the Female King's operations.

Of course, for the children, their duties were to study and train their bodies 5 times a week. Adults were also made to study at least 3 times a week too. Adult laborers or workers had late afternoon/evening classes and children studied during the day.

All in all, all studying was done before Supper. Everyone ate at the massive dining in the KEEP. The Keep was the main castle building which was the sturdiest and largest too. Don't think that this entire Promised Land was built overnight. For 3 and a half years, Landon has been going back and forth, warping between Baymard and Dafaren, building his hidden headquarters for Tilda.

Who do you think made all the tunnels and everything else around Dafaren?

The medieval style stone keeps were also done by Landon using his super human speed and strength.

As for the waterwheel, it was actually Tilda who built it up on her own after observing the water wheels used in other UN empires. Tilda has traveled a lot during her time in Pyno, and she had seen how the rest of Pyno made great adaptations as they tried mirroring Baymard's success. So one of the first things she did after arriving here was to set up a swifter and more efficient way for water carrying and circulation around the place. They also had inner pulley systems for carrying water to the upper floors. Landon only constructed the buildings and secured the place from outside, but for making farm beds, planting, gardening and even making the various unique technologies around, that will all be left for Tilda to do and improve on.

Landon also furnished and stocked the place with bags of grain and food like beans and rice. There were warm clothing, bedsheets, detergents, seasonings, canned foods, curtains, solar light bulbs, fridges and other items in the storage areas, waiting for Tilda to set them up herself.