Black gold, a rare mineral, can be said to be a scarce material for every caster, and is known for its excellent enchantment properties and superior hardness.

Looking at this piece of black gold carefully, the almost pure black appearance reflects the degree of purity, and it is estimated that it can be used as a semi-finished material with only simple condensation.

This black gold mine is undoubtedly a huge surprise, whether it is for sale or for self-digestion will be a good choice, of course, Lance prefers the latter.

Later it was necessary to form an army, and this could be used as one of the main materials for the armor of weapons.

He had already seen the bottom of the pit, and dug a little deeper, and what was exposed was enough to forge hundreds of armors and weapons.

How to exploit and use it is still too far away to be included in one of the priority projects for future implementation.

The small notebook was densely packed with notes, and the emphasis was circled on the "black gold mine".

The solemn gaze fell on the first one, and the next step was the need to build the overall direction of the territory.

If you set it up casually like Lear, you will inevitably get into trouble in the future, and the best option is to plan ahead.

The construction of future roads, the location of castles, the layout of streets, the population capacity, the location of various shops, the subsequent construction of military camps, and planting sites, etc., all need an optimal planning, so that the management and operation will be more convenient and efficient in the future.

It's a whole territory that should have, at least that's what Lance thinks.

It can't be just a few of them all the time, no labor, no popularity, and most importantly, it's not good for Rancy's growth.

Only in this way can we become the most solid home in the distant future, both for ourselves and for Lan Xi in the future.

A large map was spread out on the table, and to his credit, Anno's reconnaissance efficiency and depiction were indeed very high.

This is the whole picture of his territory.

The land in the village of Sit, together with the town of Lear, and the wasteland in between, takes on the shape of a dumbbell.

The pen taps on the tabletop, and the sound of "dong dong" seems to help refine the plan in your mind.

The scenes of the previous trip to the imperial capital emerged, and if there was one place that did the best in planning, it was nothing more than that.

The capital of the Condor Empire, the huge population did not make too many people restless there, and the most feeling that gave Lance was comfort and harmony.

Remember that it was divided into districts, residential districts, business districts, college districts, aristocratic districts, ecclesiastical districts, etc.

Aside from some indifferent areas, residential areas must be needed, commercial areas are also indispensable, the college area is directly integrated with the church area, and the aristocratic area is not needed at all, plus a development zone and a military industrial area.

There are five regions in total, and the population capacity is estimated to be around 5,000 people, which is already equivalent to the population of a wealthy viscounty.

A third of the territory was also vacated for future expansions.

It's a perfect plan.

Then there's a very important issue, the demographic issue.

Rubbing his somewhat swollen forehead, it would be nice if there was a professional at this time.

It's a pity that that person is too utilitarian, otherwise it would be a very good choice to recruit him.

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In the wilderness, the vehicles are bumpy, and the caravan is not only a bridge between the two businesses, but also the best way for most people to travel far away.

Not everyone is like Nossa.

It was almost dusk, "We'll rest here for the night, and we'll continue on our way tomorrow morning." ”

Soon, more than a dozen tents were set up around the vehicle.

The roaring bonfire dispels the cold of the wilderness, perhaps because it has been shaking for too long, and Al has no appetite for food.

This was the seventh day of his departure, and he was already far from the imperial capital.

Some of his pale complexions completely revealed his weak physique, and it was the first time that Al had left the imperial capital, and it was also the first time that he had come to such a far place.

The orange beating light was reflected in his somewhat dull eyes, and he still remembered that when he proposed to leave the imperial capital, the old people who had been opposed to him were more and more excited, and gave him a lot of money, and even prepared to give him a flying mount, the meaning was too obvious.

A long and boring journey is enough to suppress one's excitement and dissatisfaction.

The calm of his heart made the initial expectation more and more flattened, what kind of person would this Baron Reims be?

The first temptation only showed Al that the youngest baron in the empire had a wisdom and composure that did not match his appearance.

But he doesn't seem to have much ambition, and that's the exact conclusion that he's come to after thinking about it for so many days.

Asking for a fief, but having no ambitions, then what the hell will he be for?

If you can grasp this, it will be an opportunity, a chance for this lord to really know himself.

"Alas.................."

"What are you sighing about?"

Raising her head, a well-built female adventurer stood in front of her, her somewhat flushed face and faint smell of wine revealing a lot of information.

"Nothing. ”

"Have a drink, just get drunk. ”

"No thanks. ”

The strong smell of alcohol ushered in, and you could feel the more fiery feeling around you.

"I'm guessing your destination is the Imperial Frontier. ”

The casual words were enough to make Al raise his guard and grasp the dagger hidden in his arms.

"I'm curious, how do you know. ”

The closeness of his face made Al subconsciously move to the side.

"Don't be so nervous, you have a very clear face on your face. ”

"Is that so?"

The smiling appearance and the reddened complexion are somewhat tempting, and the breath that blows lightly is mixed with the strong smell of alcohol.

"Gee, I've seen many people like you. ”

"There are a lot of people who want to leave the Condor Empire for a variety of reasons. ”

The hand slowly let go, but did not leave, "Really?"

"I don't know, which one will you be?"

The curious gaze got closer and closer, and Al could see a special emotion in it, which was desire.

"I don't think I need to answer that question. ”

"Oh?

The slender hand fell into the air, and Al stood up.

"Viva, please watch your actions!"

Speaking of this man, Al remembers to be the leader of the adventure group of this escort caravan.

"Commander .................."

"I'm sorry that my regiment has done such a faux pas to you. ”

"It's fine. ”

skillfully pulled this Via away, full of apologies, it seems that it is not the first time.

As he was leaving, Al saw the Vian adventurer wink at him.

At this moment, he had never looked forward to the end of this journey