The Amber Sword

As Kronsia lowered her head, the head of the female mercenary swayed a long, flame-like hair and looked at the guy with some dissatisfaction. Thought you'd bow down and don't take us with you, but she thought about what she wanted to say and couldn't find any accusations. The silver-haired middle-aged man said that although she didn't like to hear it, she had to admit it seemed to be the same thing.

In fact, from the moment they took that step that night, they understood today's results. But Brando was right, how dare they offend another lord again if they offend one lord, if only because they were too impulsive that afternoon when they were repressed by Groudin, leaving each other with a pretext.

She couldn't help but grunt and look at each other. When they heard earlier about the new tax policy promulgated by this young lord, these men were a little conflicted - in that the Vaughn aristocrats did not need to buy so much hearts and minds, and they understood that it was not really meaningful. Because if Brando could resist Count Jean de Neil, even if he did nothing, the people would not dare resist such a powerful lord, and vice versa, everything would be unjust.

But if they draw more taxes, they can at least reap more in a short time - with money, this lord can tamper with more militias.

“Doesn't he understand that?” She couldn't help but think. But Brando, of course, is not confused, in fact, that young people know a lot about the operation of the territory in the Sword of Amber. Funds - resources - build the triangle of three structures, financed by trade and taxation, as well as mine revenues; resources and population are at the centre of local development, with Toniguer producing timber and silver, with nine logging plants and a silver mine in Baron Cold Cedars alone, and two quarries and a large number of estates and workshops in the territory - but in fact, apart from silver, this household is said to be poor in most parts of Eruin. Had it not been for the silver mine in Schafflund, the Baron might not have been the same as a beggar in the eyes of most noblemen.

But this is exactly where Groudin made Brando look down, even if he was so low that he didn't want to change, and the way Tonigal produced under his operation remained almost half a century before Eruin's productivity level. The number of apprentices - not to mention the literature left by the previous generation of lords - does not exceed the production limit of ten chains of armor or leather armor per month. And knowing that Eruin's magic and technology are not worth mentioning compared to the empires that are really at the top, but Tonigal is not influx in this kingdom, you can totally imagine how barren this territory is on the southern border of the Jeannel region.

As Sir Sempal of the Geographical University of Rantoniland mentioned, the only commendable thing in the south of the kingdom is silver. But not all of this silver can reach Groudin, and apart from Count De Neil, the royal family and the temple must be divided into parts, and finally into the hands of our poor Baron, which is actually only a small part.

But Brando knew that if he was quick enough, he would have about two to three months to take full control of the Silver Mine output. He can't imagine how much money it would have been, even if he had never been a lord in the game, let alone run a hand-mine - one that had long been monopolized by the Great Guild, and even RMB fighters and face fighters had to tremble in front of the real, professional giants.

Brando guessed that $12 million would still be fine.

With this money, Baron Cold Cedar's tax revenues, which do not exceed Th270,000 a year, are certainly completely out of his sight. He asked Antina to proceed with the re-establishment of the tax policy, in principle an exempt buyer, but the real consideration went beyond that - although he was already in opposition to most nobles, he had more reason to win the support of ordinary subjects - but Brando had a better long-term interest than that. He needs more than just the hearts and minds of the people, but also the population. Lighter taxes are conducive to rapid population growth. He also needs more subordinates to explore and remain in a barbaric and obscure place.

It's a long-term gain, not to mention Utah et al., or Groudin, who doesn't necessarily have the patience to do it all. Silver is enough for him anyway.

Brando lowered his head and looked down at Kronsia, who bowed his head respectfully in front of him, and simply replied: "Let's go visit the territory. Bring your own men. ”

Mm-hmm.

Flo heard it later and blinked somewhat suspiciously, of course she knew that Brando might have to face a battle to win. But even at this point, listening to each other seems to want to take the mercenaries to take back the logging yard - where there is an entire tribe of cavemen - and the average level of warriors in the cavemen, as the lowest inhabitants of the underground world of Jorgendigan, is at least above black iron. Even if Brando had the confidence to win, how would he avoid casualties?

Are those lumberyards that important?

“Tour the territory?” It's not just Flo, it's Kroncia who's stunned.

“The assets of Cold Cedar Castle are four logging sites and two quarries,” replied Brando, "and today our mission is to make them our assets. ”

And Yuta stunned, “My lord,” she raised her head immediately, "we all know about the logging fields, but the cavemen have occupied them, you're not going to let us take them back. ”

Brando didn't answer, just looked at a few of them.

And Yuta and Kroncia looked a little ugly. They stayed here for a while. Of course, they knew the cavemen in the forest. The other side especially liked to fight at night. They were strong, and they didn't know how many brothers they were going to kill or injure. They have already paid a considerable price in the battle that has just come to an end, and there may be another bitter battle in the near future.

But at this juncture, Brando is going to have to engage them in a battle that doesn't look so necessary, which is somewhat unacceptable to them.

“My lord...” Kronsia raised her head so easily, "Caveman... those guys came down from the ground, and the monolithic fighting power was almost as good as any of our good players. I'm afraid it would be a loss..." He licked his lips, "Of course that's not a problem, but... I hear Lord Mintai's army is also rallying...”

He said the noise went down and thought Brando would understand what he was saying.

Antitina shook her head: "Lord Mintai, Groudin's minister, why did he attack us? ”

The three of them were stunned and wondered whether the noble lady was stupid or stunned. “Isn't this obvious, Miss Antittina,” replied Utah, "that guy is Groudin's minister, and we killed Groudin --” she thought about it, adding, “Besides, he's got Count Denel behind him. He doesn't want to move, and I'm sure the old man will pressure him--”

Antitina nodded. “Well said, so our real enemy is actually Count Denel, and Lord Mintai is nothing but a stone to explore.” She answered with no expression, "But do you think we, the Count, are the opponents now? ”

The three of them met face to face, in fact, that was what they feared most, and the nobleman Kim deliberately ignored the news about Druid and the princess, making them even more untouchable. The three mercenary commanders couldn't help but stare at Brando, and if Brando handed them over as scapegoats, it didn't seem entirely impossible.

When Brando glanced at Antina, he thought that the clerk seemed to have finally begun to keep up with his thoughts, and that she had grown incredibly fast since the Battle of Chablis. He raised his head and the noble gold coincided with his idea - if it had to be expanded within a month to such an extent that Count Denel would not dare easily break the net with his fish - that a moment like this alone seemed like a barren land to Toniguer. Seems like an impossible task, but it's not.

He knew that he had Varha, Druid and more variables behind him, not to mention the power of magic in Antina's hands.

But all this comes into effect on the assumption that, in addition to time, there are resources. In any event, the resumption of operations in the Territory is what he must do at this moment, particularly the four logging sites around Cold Cedar Castle and the two quarries, which he must reintroduce as soon as possible. Materials were needed to rebuild the walls and train the militia camps, the magic workshops and workshops, and once Roman's plan had begun, Brando would have to make them work before his chamber of commerce could be set up.

He must therefore also put an end to the war with Lord Mintai before the fall harvest. Once the territory was on track, there was too much he could do.

Time is running out.

“Miss Antittina is my staff and her words speak for me," replied Brando, softening Antittina's expression: "My family can keep me safe in this fight, but you are different. I am not accustomed to giving up my men, but if there are limits, and I myself fail in this struggle, then the outcome will be known.” He lowered his voice a little, “so we were on a boat, just in front of this boat, not just the wind wave, but the same opportunity and treasure --”

“At least compared to Groudin, I consider myself a gentle lord," he replied. "As long as you don't let me down, I won't let you down. ”

When he saw that Kronsia was still stunned, he added:

“As for the cavemen," Brando stopped, "you know, the black tower wizard of Karasu had a decade-long war with the inhabitants of the underground when he was competing for resources. ”

Vern raised his head slightly, “Lord, what can you do? ”

“I've always had a way.” Brando answered lightly, adding in his heart - just that it had nothing to do with the Black Tower Wizard.

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