"This ......" Del Seth hesitated a little, he knew that the man in front of him was just a small baron, and such a person even boasted that he could help him restore his country.

Although he is very reasonable in many words, but if he has no strength, he has no strength after all, and no matter how good he says, it is useless.

"With all due respect, Baron William, I thank you very much for what you have said to me, but I really doubt that you can help me restore my kingdom, and you are only a baron, and if you want to defeat a kingdom, it is simply ...... Hehe...... "Although he did not say the following words, his disbelief in William's words was unmistakable.

"So what are you going to do in the future? Wandering around in search of hope for a return to the country? Don't you think it's naïve? You must know that you are living a precarious life now, and the first thing you should do is to find a place to settle down and develop your strength, and then you can talk about the restoration of the country. ”

"Do you think that after a few years of wandering, maybe you have made some reputation, and then there will be great nobles to serve you? Stop dreaming! Without strength, you are nothing at all! William said unceremoniously.

"You think I'm weak? But you know what? Although I am weak, I have been trying, a year ago, I was only a knight, three years ago, I was just a baron who became a bandit alone, in three years, I had a rich territory, a valiant knight, and a highly trained soldier, all this I only took more than three years, do you think it is out of reach? William told Delceth the history of his struggle in a sonorous tone.

"To tell you the truth, I rely on border trade, and 300,000 silver coins are credited to my account every year, how about it, it's not less than the income of your principality for two or three years!"

William now brags that he doesn't make drafts, yes, now he has an income of 30,000 silver coins every month, but once the kingdom's war horse market is saturated, it is God to be able to have 10,000 silver coins in the account every month, and you still want to have 300,000 silver coins every Chinese New Year's Eve? It's a dream!

However, at that time, William could not dump so much vodka into the Chekels, and without the huge price difference generated by the war horses, it was better to sell the wine directly to the kingdom, and when the time came, the vodka would be given to the king to taste, and it would be given to the two components, and it was estimated that he would not take too much tax and make up his mind with people who were not long-sighted.

In fact, only now did William know how dangerous it was to expose vodka so early, if it weren't for the fact that the earl had long been on guard against Viscount Cowen, and was afraid that William would fall to Viscount Cowen, then it might be impossible for William to hand over the secret recipe!

After all, the hatred between them at that time was not yet great enough to a certain extent, and it was not impossible to turn to Viscount Cowen in order to protect such interests.

Thinking about myself at that time, I really took it too lightly.

Even if it was to dump into the kingdom, he had made a decision after careful consideration, and the earl, as a supporter of the king, would not reach out in this direction until the king's power was not fully secured.

Second, William is confident that he can win the title of Champion Knight, and after he became famous, he was forced by public opinion to win it in the past.

But the bigger reason is that the king doesn't have that much strength to cross such a long distance to seize a baron's property, and William's strength is not weak now, although it is just a small shrimp for the royal family, but if you want to mobilize an army that can defeat William, you need a lot of food and grass.

To sum up, the royal family is at most red-eyed, and William can probably dispel the idea of seizing it by giving them some benefits, and William now has some means as a superior person.

Far from it, the reason why William wants to win over Delseth so much is not only because he likes his talent, but also because his identity as a heavy cavalry commander can't make William look at him differently, plus his own strength is not good, this position is also very suitable for Norwen to fill.

Moreover, he had already planned to make Banstesk the commander of the heavy infantry, so Delsaith was doomed to no longer hold the position of military power, and it would be too risky to let two people of the same country and close relations control a large number of troops, whether it was the Eastern way of dominating or the Western way, it was not allowed.

William's interest in him is more because they know a lot of things that William doesn't know, these information are very important, plus he has the name of Delseth, and when his strength grows to a certain extent, it will also help him a lot, plus in order to encircle Banstersk, the appointed heavy infantry commander, it is best to keep him.

At this time, Delseth was already stupid by this huge number, their principality's income was only this for several years, and a small barony had this income in a year, and no one dared to plunder him.

This made Delseth think, "Maybe, he can really help me get back to my country?" ”

As for the truth of William's words, he didn't doubt it, just from the clothes on his body, the sword on his body, and the magnanimity of his shot, he knew that this was definitely not a nobleman who was short of money, obviously these were all true.

But he didn't know the pressure in William's heart, now that the autumn harvest was complete, winter was approaching, and winter was followed by spring, he had already entered a closed liquor workshop with more than 400 people in order to expand vodka production.

In addition to the off-duty soldiers in his territory, the off-duty soldiers in training, and so on, the number of young and middle-aged people who are not engaged in production has reached 1,500, and there are 1,500 young people in the territory of less than 10,000 people who are out of production, which means that next year's spring ploughing territory will be in a dilemma of labor shortage.

It is believed that at this time, the manor must still be cultivated according to his orders, so that the manpower for spring ploughing in the second year will be even more scarce.

These accidents caught William off guard, and he didn't expect that the decision he made for a little vanity would have such a big impact.

"Now believe it, I will be able to help you complete the great cause of restoring the country one day, follow me!" The strength front said in a tone full of demagogic voices.

Delseth hesitated a little, his status as the heir of the duke still made it impossible for him to directly order a little baron to swear allegiance, he looked at Banshtesk, gritted his teeth and said: "It's okay to follow you, but I'll wait until the end of the athletic conference to go to your territory to see, if the situation is true, I'm taking your allegiance!" ”

Delseth had already made a lot of determination when he said this, because he had already believed what William said, and now he said it just to find a step down, and it didn't make a difference if he was loyal to the rich manor?

"Well, I'm sure you'll be willing!" William said with a smile.

"Then, I'll take my leave!" Delceth humbly stood up and bowed, and left the room.

Willian wandered around with Norwen and Urimu during the three-day truce, and the noise of the tournament was not diminished by the suspension of the game.

Whether it was a commoner or a nobleman, they all talked about the exciting battle a few days ago, and the heroic posture of the knights on the stage.

Although I didn't see many of them, I still passed on the scene of the battle through some people, especially the fierce Black Swan vs. Timberwolves yesterday.

William plans to go to the tavern, where there are everyone, he is very eager to solve the problem of labor shortage, otherwise most of the cultivated land will be wasted next year, after all, even if there are more cattle, there is no way to control the cattle.

Maybe a solution can be found in the tavern, where many slave traders, human traffickers, and the like will stop.

William entered the largest and most reputable tavern in the royal capital, which was full of people, like a small banquet hall, in which the sounds of scolding, clinking glasses, cheers, and whistles were mixed.

The drunkards were doing all sorts of things, some were drinking happily with their fox friends, some were sitting at the wine table in frustration and drinking, and some ruffians were shuttling through the crowd, quietly reaching into his pockets and taking away some things when others were not looking.

William wore a delicate long sword and had an extraordinary temperament, obviously, they were either nobles or knights, and many people did not dare to offend when they looked at them, and they all got out of the way.

William walked around, but found no apparent slave traders.

"Didn't you say that there are a lot of people like that in this tavern, why haven't you found them yet?" Norwen rarely came to the tavern, and even if he did, it was an official tavern run by William in the manor, and there were not many outlaws and the like in it, most of them were drunkards, wandering knights drank the occasional troubadour.

Even if he came to the royal capital, it was only the small tavern that recaptured Banshtesk last time, and he had never been to this kind of tavern.

"Tsk, you don't understand this, look at me!" Hu Limu said with a smile.

He stopped a waitress, gave her a silver coin, and said, "Is there a slave trader here?" Take me to see it! ”

The waitress was amazed at the magnanimity of the wood, glanced at the three of them, and led the way for the three of them.

After walking for a few minutes, the waitress stopped at a table and said to one of the several people working at the table: "Old Bouvier, I have come to introduce you to business!" ”

Bouvier was a man who looked quite old, his sideburns were gray, but he was estimated to be no more than forty-five years old, as is the case with the people of this age.

"Who are these?" A smile leaked from old Bouvier's weathered old face, and he asked kindly.

Don't be deceived by this appearance, how many good people can work with the slave trade?

He is just deceiving inexperienced laymen, but he can't deceive a nobleman like William.