Act 35 Expansion (2nd Update, Asking for Support)

"Charles?"

Brando nodded.

“…… Of course, if there are craftsmen in the castle who are good at engineering, you can also keep an eye out for them. He thought about it for a moment, but of course he didn't expect much from it, because the craftsmen who knew how to build cities were all masters of engineering in this era - even Brando himself did not believe that a remote place like Fir City would be a place of hermits, where all kinds of bulls and tigers, hidden dragons.

This is not writing a novel, and things like Master Berlu are just a special case after all.

But in fact, when Brando said this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. It's also said that things like building a fortress, especially a large fortress - to be honest, this is not a game - how many resources are consumed, the system will directly cut you out of the warehouse, and then 'beep~' will give you a fortress in the middle of the reckless forest.

Here, clay and stone do not automatically reach the city walls, and even a brick has to be fired from the kiln before it can be sent to the construction site. Labor is not just a number, if it is just to bring those people together, then these people are just a black hole that consumes a lot of food day after day.

How to arrange and coordinate manpower is a very professional skill, although it is simply how to make a hundred people together to exert the power of a hundred people instead of fifty or even less, but it is difficult to do.

Although Brando has experience in managing a small number of people, once the number rises to thousands to tens of thousands, they are a little helpless.

It's not a war after all, you have to know what each of these people is supposed to do.

He had some of the best in mind—the artisan wizard of Buga, the mountain dwarf of Roland, or the great goblin of Jogandigan—all of the best city-builders in the world.

But the best is not necessarily the most suitable, first of all, apart from the artisan wizards of Buga, Brando has no idea where to go to find the mountain dwarves or the big goblins now.

Roland's mountain dwarves live in the north than Saint-Osor further north, where the mountains are snow-capped all the year round, and in the south of Eruin, there are basically no figures of this people, as for the hill dwarves, there are many people, but the distant relatives of these mountain dwarves are experts in winemaking, and basically have nothing to do with city building.

As for the goblins, this one is not to mention. The goblins belong to a noble people in the underground of Jogandigang, not only the master builders, but also one of the most combative peoples, who cannot go to the barren surface world to suffer like Tajib.

And the only artisan wizards of Buga that could be found, those white-bearded old men who were high up in the Silver Alliance, Brando didn't expect them to look up to him.

Those who have become elves are no more than the ones he has now encountered with these less knowledgeable 'hillbillies' (according to Buga Wizard), and Brando suspects that it is not impossible for these Silver People to accidentally guess the identity of his traverser in a few words.

Brando didn't have any superfluous thoughts for a while. This kind of thing can only be taken one step at a time, although there is no way to do it in a short period of time, but as the days go by, after his strength rises, he may be able to find some alternative means.

Therefore, he could only add in the end: "Let go of your hands and feet, I believe in your ability." ”

It was this sentence that made the noblewoman's eyes light up, and then nodded seriously.

But it was at this time that a young man's voice came from outside: "I seem to hear you calling me, lord?" ”

Akane, who was leaning on the edge of the black pine not far away, subconsciously turned her head at the voice, and happened to see Charles in a black robe walking in from the outside - in fact, this young ** master had rarely appeared in front of outsiders since the turmoil that night, and he seemed to have plunged into the small room arranged for him in the castle, as if he didn't care about the world.

Of course, according to Charles's own explanation of Brando, he was familiarizing himself with spells - after all, an apprentice who became a mentor wizard overnight needed a buffer time.

Now it seemed that the guy was doing quite well these days, and when Brando saw him, the young wizard's face was full of lightheartedness—and even a little bit of excitement—and it seemed that the outside world was much more interesting than he was in the cemetery.

Even if you're staying in a small room all day.

"Why are you here?" Brando asked, but he immediately saw that Charles was not alone, and that he was followed by a young man.

He knew the young man - the only lucky or unfortunate one of the adventurers he had met when he first entered Fir City, and Brando remembered him as an apprentice of string magic.

However, the young man had remained in the group since they killed Grudin, which puzzled him. As far as he knew, the young man and several of his companions were from gentry families, and although they were not powerful, they were at least after the nobility.

With such a background, there is really no need to fool around with a group of people like them with these mercenaries. According to Antitina, their group is called rebels at best, but it is not far from the bandits who are kings of the mountains.

It can only be said that there is a lack of people like him and the nobleman's daughter who understand the rules of the game between the nobles in the real bandit group.

Charles smiled and walked over to a few people. He bowed respectfully to Brando. A wizard saluted a nobleman like this, which would have to be frightened if an outsider saw it, but the young mage still greeted meticulously: "Lord Lord." ”

In fact, his actions had already taken the young people behind him by surprise.

The young man, who was habitually dressed in a blue-gray robe and lacked expression on his face, finally showed a strange look and glanced at the master and servant: although Brando was a golden first-order swordsman, Charles was not far behind, and the same young gold-level wizard could be said to have a much higher status than a mere swordsman.

Even if Brando is an aristocratic person.

Antitina, who was standing beside Brando with Wen Jiàn in her arms, was not surprised, and shook her head as if she didn't see it. And Metissa and Akane don't understand the etiquette of human beings in this era, and the other grew up in the collective of mercenaries, so naturally they don't have any knowledge in this area, but are much calmer than young people.

"Actually, I'm here to ask for money," Charles replied with a smile, and he scratched his head - you can imagine a ** teacher scratching his head helplessly, this time even the corners of Akane's eyes twitched: "But first of all, it's to send money." ”

"Send money?" Brando was stunned.

"Let's talk about the money first, because I know you're always interested in bad news." Charles immediately replied: "What you asked me about last time, I thought about it for a while, and it should be fine." ”

Brando reacted immediately.

Originally, he had intended this guy to form a council of spellcasters similar to the Tower of Stars and Moon - after all, Charles was now the virtual leader of all spellcasters in his territory, and it was not impossible to integrate the uneven wizard apprentices among the mercenaries.

Although it seems a bit miserable now, the prospect is still impressive; Not to mention that it can compete with the Silver Alliance in the future, but at least it can't be inferior to the Wizard of the Black Tower.

The only trouble is that I don't know if there are any taboos related to Charles' legacy as a wizard of the Black Tower. Brando was aware of the strict rules of secrecy of wizards' respective systems of knowledge, and when the Wizards of the Black Tower split from the Silver Alliance, they almost went to war.

Of course, this is a digression, and Brando only mentioned it at the beginning, but he didn't expect to finally receive an answer today. But let's not mention this matter first, Charles's line of 'sending money' really surprised him.

What kind of trick is this guy playing again, he thought of it for the first time.

"Let's talk about the second thing." Brando replied.

But Charles reminded with a smile: "My lord, did you forget to temporarily store my things here?" ”

"What's that?" Brando was wondering, but saw Charles take out a painting from the dimensional pouch around his waist—

"Martha's Above, Shine Princess's Painting"

Antitina's eyes widened, and the text in her hand slipped to the ground, and she couldn't help but shout.

She immediately looked skeptical: "This can't be a fake, right?" She looked at Charles and then at Brando, thinking to herself that with the nature of her lord and the mage, it didn't seem impossible.

But Brando shook his head: "It's the real thing." He had remembered that the stolen goods they had taken with them at Ridtenburg had been a little disgraceful, but now it seemed that it had been a brilliant decision.

Dark Shine's paintings are highly sought after in the collection market, and it is not impossible to sell them for a few million tors, although this money is not much, but it is enough to solve urgent needs.

However, there is no market for this item in Fir City, and if you want to sell it for a good price, you must find the right place. Brando actually has a goal in mind at this time, which is the only free trade port in Eruin:

Ampessel -

He couldn't help but think that it was indeed necessary for someone to visit Ampesel, not to mention that in the future the Barony of Fir would inevitably establish trade relations with this free port. Even the intricate power relations there are enough to attract those real political adventurers to invest in it.

Especially at this time, when the armies from all walks of life are pressing, Brando guesses that Ampesel must be very lively at this moment.

Thinking of this, he already had a confident smile on his face.

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