This time, Lucis Enat took Ron and Kazak to a hotel in the city near the merchant's district. After visiting Bishop Orlov, Art took the two back to the hotel for dinner and rest.

After lunch, Kazak took leave of absence from Yat and returned to the laborer's shack outside Lucesen, where he wanted to go home to visit his old father, who had entrusted him with the care of the laborer brother, and by the way, bring the military noise saved in the past few months to the laborer brother.

Before leaving the door, Art stopped Kazak and asked, "Kazak, how much money do you have?"

Kazak took out the money bag on his waist and counted it, and his army in the past three months had one hundred and eighty pfennigs, plus ninety pfenniels for the battle of Wincheston, and he did not spend money on food and clothing on weekdays, except for the fifty pfenniels he spent on shopping, drinking, and finding women in Tignats and Andermatt Fort, he had two hundred and twenty pfenniels left in his money bag. This money would have been enough for Kazak's father to live well for more than half a year, but considering that he still had to spend money on medical treatment and some hard-earned money for the hard-working brother who took care of his father, the money in his hand was somewhat insufficient.

After listening to the calculation for a while, Art took out ten small silver coins from the money pouch at his waist, put them in Kazak's hand, and said, "This is one hundred and twenty pfennigs, take them to your father." We don't know when we'll be able to come to Lucesin next time, so leave more for your father. ”

Kazak was about to refuse, but Art interrupted: "This money is advanced from your Alsburg military reward. Ron, go and get Kazak's horse and let him ride it back. ”

Kazak gave Yat a grateful look, accepted the coin, and went with Ron to fetch the horses from the inn stables.

When the freshly dressed and angry Kazak returned to his labourer's shack outside Lucesen, he caused quite a stir.

The group of laborers couldn't believe that the red-headed ghost Kazak, who had been carrying a bag in the construction site warehouse with them half a year ago in order to support his family, actually wore a black burqa, a cape, and a short sword around his waist, and came back on a horse.

At this time, the shack that Otto gave to Kazak to support his elderly father was already crowded, and Kazak sat on a wooden bench in the middle and spat on the stars, "...... In this way, we were able to retake Alsburg from the bandits, but three of our brothers were killed in Alsburg, and many more were wounded. I myself was slashed at the fortress gate and cut off half of my finger. As he spoke, Kazak rolled up his sleeves and showed off a few scabbed knife wounds on his arm and his right hand, which had half of his little finger cut off.

"Now I'm the squad leader of the palace southern border patrol team, Buzz is also the squad leader, and the Otto brothers have become the deputy captain, and Otto is the second best captain in the patrol team after our Patrol Officer......

Everyone in the shack listened attentively to Kazak's wonderful narration after adding oil and vinegar, as if they were there, and they were a little envious of the three people who followed the patrol officer to the south. They knew that Kazak was a little clever and slippery, but the armor and weapons on his body and the knife wounds that had not yet healed were the most powerful proof.

At the end, Kazak also took out 20 pfennig and asked people to go to the city to buy half a fan of mutton, set up an iron pot in front of the shack and stewed a large pot full of fragrant mutton, and invited some well-connected Ligong brothers in the shack to eat meat, saying that he was grateful to the Ligong brothers for helping him take care of his old father who was paralyzed in bed.

While everyone went out to cook mutton on the fire, Kazak alone called the laborer brother who had helped him take care of his old father into the shack.

"Babu, thank you for helping me take care of my father, he can't get out of bed and walk on his own yet, so I still need you to help me take care of him. This is the money I left for him for the next half a year. So saying, he took fifteen small silver coins from his purse and handed them to Báb.

"It's your hard work for me to take care of my father." He took out four small silver coins from his purse and handed them over.

This laborer named Babu took the money for food and medicine handed by Kazak, but he was unwilling to accept the hardship fee given by Kazak, "Brother Kazak, you and the Odomas brothers have taken care of me before, if you didn't help me, I would have been driven out by those hooligans and ruffians long ago." ”

At Kazak's insistence, Babu finally accepted Kazak's hard-earned money, and promised to take good care of Kazak's father, so that Kazak could follow the patrol officer with peace of mind.

After the Báb left, Qazak came to his father, who was half-lying on a wooden bed.

Kazak's old father was happy about his son's return, but after listening to Kazak's account of the dangers of the past six months, he became worried about his son.

"Son, why don't you go back to Lucesen, do your hard work honestly, and don't risk your life."

Kazak sat on the edge of the bed, tucked a blanket of fur beasts on his father's body, and comforted: "Father, it's okay, am I not standing in front of you alive?" With Master Arte, I eat, drink, and live every day, and I can lead the army on time. If I return to Luces, I'm afraid I won't be able to support myself, how can I make you live a good life. ”

Kazak's father also knew that the days of laborers were difficult, so he didn't say more, but told Kazak to live well.

Kazak gave his father all the thirty or so finneys that were left in his money bag......

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While Kazak was "feasting" the laborer brothers in his shack, Art was taking Ron out of a silversmith's shop. Lusesen was a trading city, and there were many trading houses and shops in the city, and Art and Ron brought the gold cups, silver plates, and jewels taken from the Alsburg stables to the various trading houses, and exchanged them for six small gold cakes and twenty silver marks, which was equivalent to a total of thirteen thousand more puffines, if Art could sell these valuable goods to those noble and wealthy merchants, he would definitely be able to exchange more puffines, but he did not have the time, energy, and no means, so he could only let those trading houses and shops make a profit from it.

In the evening, Ron, at the direction of Art, set up a sumptuous table of food and wine in the inn, as Kazak brought five more brothers who wanted to join Art. Two of them were single men who wanted to join the patrol team as soldiers, and the other three were bankrupt farmers, and although they had families, their children were already in their teens, and they met the basic requirements for Yate to recruit burghers.

It turned out that in the "banquet" outside Kazak's shack, some of the labor brothers who listened to Kazak's talk about the treatment of the patrol team and the life of the valley wooden fort expressed their hope that Kazak would be recommended to join the patrol team or move their families to the valley wooden fort to cultivate the land. Kazak knew that Art needed to recruit people, but he didn't dare to guarantee that these five people would be selected, and he would not be arrogant in this kind of thing, so he simply brought the five of them to Art to choose.

After listening to Kazak's report, Art personally interrogate with several people, and directly decided to accept all five people, but Art still explained the dangers that might be encountered to these five people, especially the two lone men who wanted to join the patrol team, and they should be honest and obey his request, and the five of them resolutely agreed.

So Art told the men to go back and prepare for the south, and two days later they met at the south gate of the city in the morning.

The people in the hotel sang and laughed.

The next day, when Kazak returned to his shack for the night, Art rode and led the two to a quarry three miles north of Lucesen, where he had made up his mind to recruit soldiers from among the miners to join the patrol when William had learned that there was a quarry in the name of the Abbey of Serankfer.

Yate knew that the miners in these quarries were in heavy labor all year round, and their bodies were naturally strong, and mining stones was different from plowing the fields, and the miners needed to follow the command of the mine head to hammer and carry the stones together, and they needed to coordinate with each other, have a certain sense of teamwork, and it was easier to execute orders.

All in all, miners are definitely a good source of soldiers.

"My lord, is it okay for us to go to the quarry and recruit soldiers? Most of the miners in the quarries of the monastery were slaves, prisoners of war and hard servants, and many more of them were slaves, and they could not leave the quarries without the permission of the mine owner, and we did not have the permission of Bishop Orlov, the mine chiefs and stewards were not easy to deal with, and they would not let us dig up the miners. And most of those free miners also work as stonemasons, and their status and salary are not low, and they probably won't go with us. "Kazak had been in contact with the miners in Lucesin and knew a little about the quarry.

Art replied with a good chance: "If you go there to dig up those miners at a normal time, of course the mine head and steward will not agree, but now that the quarry is about to change owners, the new master will definitely not use the original mine head and steward, and they will not be able to continue to serve anyway, as long as they can give some sweetness, they will not care if someone will poach their miners." ”

Kazak listened to it and thought about it, and felt that there was some truth in it.

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The quarry of the Seerankfer Abbey is located in a small town called Stone, north of Lucesen, a town of less than 100 people inhabited by most of the quarry heads and the wives and sons of the free miners.

There was a small hotel in the town, and a few men tied their horses into the tavern, called the innkeeper and asked, "Man, do you know that the steward of the quarry is at home?" ”

The shopkeeper saw that Yat and the others were vigorously assembling swords, and they were by no means ordinary civilians, so he replied respectfully: "Master, the steward is going to the quarry now, and he will not come back for a while." ”

"Well, then please prepare some more meat, bread, and beer, and then go to the quarry and get the steward for us, who is sent by Bishop Orlov." Art took out fifteen copper fennigs from his purse and handed them to the shopkeeper, who smiled and agreed with a smile on his face, turned around and told the bartender to prepare food and drinks, and trotted all the way to the quarry north of town.

After a while, the quarry steward came to the small hotel under the guidance of the owner.

Entering the wooden door of the small hotel, the steward of the stone yard saw that several people sitting around the wooden table were very unfamiliar, and paused before entering.

Art saw the shopkeeper lead in a middle-aged man in a tight-fitting tunic with an open-chested shawl, stockings, boots, and a small sheepskin hat, and got up to greet him.

The steward of the stone yard hurriedly took off his hat and saluted, and sat down with Arte.

The steward stared at Art and asked, "Your Excellency, I have never met you, and you are not from the Cyrancopho Monastery, are you?" ”

"I'm a former religious guard for Bishop Orlov, and I'm here for you for something."

"Religious guards? Something to ask me? The quarry steward looked puzzled.

Art didn't rush to answer, but lifted the wine jar on the wooden table and poured a full glass of beer into the steward's cup, poured it into his own cup, and said slowly: "Lord steward, I heard that this quarry is about to be sold to a nobleman in the court, right?" ”

"Your Excellency, if you have something to say directly, I don't like rapping."

Art took a sip of his wine glass and said, "Lord Steward, I want to buy someone from you." ”

The steward was puzzled, "Buyer? Do you want to buy miners? Do you also have a quarry? ”

"To tell you the truth, I am now the southern border patrol officer of the palace, responsible for maintaining law and order in the south, I need to recruit a group of people who are not afraid of death and absolutely obey my orders to go with me to the south to clear the mountain bandits."

The steward was relieved, he thought that the monastery had sent someone to check the accounts of the quarry, and if he came to buy someone, he would not care, anyway, he already knew that he could not continue to manage the quarry, as long as it was not a large-scale exodus, and he would not care if he lost a few miners.

"Your Excellency, you're looking for someone. However, the monastery has entrusted me with the management of the quarry, and it is my duty to hand him over to the new master in its entirety. The steward drank the wine from his glass as he spoke.

Art touched the cup with the steward's hand, and continued, "The new owner of the quarry will not reward you for having a lot of miners, but I will thank you for the fact that you have fewer miners......"

With all that said, the next thing was much easier, and Arte temporarily selected a group of miners from the quarry to serve as laborers and guards on the pretext of organizing a caravan for Bishop Orlov to go south to purchase materials needed to rebuild the church, and each miner who picked up paid the steward fifty pfennig, and as for how to explain to the new owner of the quarry in the future, it was up to the steward to solve it himself.