If it weren't for the different positions and camps of each other, Leon would be very willing to be friends with this tiger-born female knight.

In contrast, the Roddick wolf knight next to him was more like a clown.

"Knight Confuge, you're too polite, it's my duty to defend the territory. Leon nodded indifferently: "I will report the results I have won to the Provincial Garrison and the Tormond Temple." ”

The Kingdom of Beamon is the most important in war, and most nobles will not be able to climb to a higher level in their lifetime if they do not have military exploits.

When Leon was in the Wuthering Forest before, due to his lack of understanding, the goblins and black elves that led the tribe to destroy did not turn into real gains, and naturally they were not recognized by the kingdom.

After his victory in the Dark Lands this time, he did not forget the lessons of his previous experience, and all the Black Elves and Goblin warriors he destroyed left behind the catches that symbolized their surnames.

The head and nose of these two sacks are real achievements when they get the military department, and they will also be an important weight for Leon to be promoted to a higher title in the future.

With this record and the dedication of 8,000 gold coins, the provincial garrison has absolutely nothing to say.

If Leon can prove his record of destroying a goblin city, then as long as the temple supports him, it will not be a problem for him to be promoted again.

Confune understood this, so her attitude towards Leon immediately changed.

And Leon has no intention of being too showy, as the so-called tree is a big move, Sal Ling still needs a period of stable development, and he doesn't want to attract too much attention.

"Lord Baron, in fact, you can report your achievements to the Provincial Garrison Department through us. Roddick said, looking at the sack on the ground.

He woke up from the shock just now, and an extremely complicated look flashed in his wolf eyes: "We can also explain the situation of Sal Ling to the garrison headquarters, which will be beneficial to both of us." ”

Sal Territory belongs to the Rock Fortress is the headquarters of the Grain garrison in the Grain region, and if Leon's results are reported by the Rock Fortress side, both sides will indeed benefit.

It's just that if there were no previous festivals, Leon might really be a good person, but he is not a naïve teenager.

Leon didn't think that if he gave this favor, his grudge with the Rock Fortress would be written off, and who could guarantee that the Fortress side would not swallow his battle exploits and bite him in turn?

This Roddick doesn't look like a good thing, thinking that Leon will gladly accept it with a fake smile?

Dream on!

Leon didn't answer, just looked at Confnie, a smile on his face.

Confune sighed softly: "Roddick, Baron Leon has his own ideas, and we can't force it. ”

After a pause, she continued, "I will report Salling's suggestion to the military department, Baron Leon, and we should take our leave now. ”

Leon got up and smiled: "There's no need to be in such a hurry, I want to hold a dinner party for the two of you in the evening to express my apologies for making the two of you wait for three days." ”

However, neither Confany nor Roddick had any intention of staying, especially the wolf knight, who felt that his face had been completely swept away, wanted to eat people, and glared at Leon with great resentment when he left.

Seeing off the two uninvited guests, Leon immediately sent Concordia to the city of Tormond with the loot and 10,000 gold coins.

With the temple in place, it would not be a surprise that this record was recognized.

......... Salling ushered in a new night.

The cool evening breeze took away the summer heat and brought the smell of the green forest in the distance, and the city of Sal became more and more noisy at the beginning of the day.

The porcupine bar is bustling with rude mercenaries, shrewd merchants, down-and-out bards... You can find your place here.

The maids here are finally replaced by glamorous cat-born and rabbit-born girls, and in the face of competition from several other bars in the city, the owner, Fat Richard, finally realizes that food alone cannot make a lot of money.

He recruited four bar girls at a high price through the mercenary union, and business was booming.

Wandering entertainers huddled in the corners with horse-head harps singing the praises of warriors, and mercenaries laughed loudly, making it a microcosm of the prosperity of the new territory.

When Leon arrived at the porcupine bar, he couldn't find a spare spot, so he had to stand at the front of the bar like the other latecomers, and ask for an ale from the cat girl who laughed and had two dimples.

It has been three days since he returned to Thrall from the Dark Lands, and for three days, Leon has been in the Lord's Mansion dealing with the accumulated things.

At present, Salling is gradually on the right track, and with it comes a lot of busy affairs, although some of them are handled by Elder Monstein and others, but the most important decisions have to be made by him.

For the sake of the future of the territory, Leon had to worry about it, and it was difficult to relax at night.

Fat Richard wasn't there, and the mercenaries and the new girls in the bar didn't know him, but Leon felt more natural, and he didn't want his presence to spoil the atmosphere.

With a glass of cold ale in his stomach, Leon felt much more relaxed and relaxed.

"Guest, would you like another drink, the freshly brewed ale is fresh!" asked Catwoman behind the bar with a smile.

"Hmm, let's have another drink!" Leon smiled.

This catwoman is wearing a black and white maid outfit, with a delicate figure and fluffy little ears, which looks very cute.

"Alas, it's over, it's all over..."

Leon was about to say a few words to tease her, when suddenly a long sigh came from the side, and the tone was so sad that the listener was sad and the listener wept.

Leon was curious, and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

I saw a fox merchant sitting next to him.

He looked like he was about forty years old, dressed like the most common kind of gray camel merchant, with a haggard face and dull eyes, holding a glass of ale in his hand and not knowing what he was thinking, but he seemed to be almost drunk.

As one of the six great clans, they can almost be said to control the economic lifeline of the kingdom, and there are countless foxes engaged in commercial trade.

The Fox merchant has an extremely keen sense of business, and there are many small merchants like this in Saarland now.

"Mr. Ranieri is drunk again...", the cat girl behind the bar shook her head, a look of sympathy: "He's so pathetic!"

"What's going on?" Leon asked, picking up the ale that Catgirl had handed him.

Catwoman sighed and said, "Mr. Ranieri has lost money, he has been drinking with me for three days, and every time he is drunk, he is carried back to the hotel by drunken people, and I think he will die if he drinks like this again!"

It turned out that this guy named Ranieri had followed the elders of the family to run the business province since he was a child, and he had been to many places in the mainland, and he was a senior businessman.

But I don't know if it's a curse of fate, others have been doing well for more than ten years, and he has been a low-level small businessman for decades.

It's not that he doesn't work hard, but bad luck always follows him, and when his business improves slightly, he encounters a flying disaster, and he just loses his savings, and even his peers stay away from him, for fear of being contaminated.

This time he heard that Sal had a great business opportunity, so he did everything he could to organize a small caravan to come over with the intention of turning around, but he did not expect to encounter the inspection team in Collingworth first, and was levied a considerable heavy tax.

Later, on the way into Salling, he lost two more gray camels, and finally reached Sal City.

I thought that selling goods here would be able to recover some losses, but I didn't expect that the goods he brought were not rare goods in Sal City, and the price was even cheaper than outside!

All the goods were smashed in their hands and could not be sold, and it was even more impossible to bring them back, because the caravan from Thrall passed through Collingworth, and the goods they brought would have to be taxed again!

Ranieri was completely devastated, and in desperation, he came to the porcupine bar every day to drink to drown his sorrows, and Catgirl only learned about it in a casual conversation with him.

"What kind of goods did he bring?" Leon asked curiously, "Why can't he sell them in Sal City?"

Catwoman laughed, "Most of them are Terran things, porcelain, weapons, spices, and the like. ”

Porcelain weapons? Leon also laughed when he heard this, porcelain and weapons produced by the human race are best-selling commodities in the Beamon Kingdom, and the risk of long-distance trafficking is not small and the profit is not low.

However, Ranieri didn't know that although Salling was located on the edge of the kingdom in the wilderness, it was not a primitive society, and all the human craftsmen under Rubin had unique skills, and firing porcelain and refining weapons were their strengths.

There were several arms and porcelain workshops in the city of Saar, and there were many corresponding shops, and the warehouses were full of goods that could not be sold.

Under such circumstances, this fox merchant went to great lengths to bring a large number of porcelain weapons, and it would be strange not to lose the bottom of his underwear!

It is estimated that the luck of this businessman is really cursed, but Leon also admires him, and he has always adhered to the ups and downs for decades, and this perseverance and perseverance are undoubtedly worthy of praise.

Leon's heart suddenly moved, and he said to Catgirl, "Get me a glass of wisteria juice." ”

Wisteria juice is the juice squeezed out of a vine plant in the forest, and after being blended, it has a sweet and delicious taste and has a good decanting effect.

Catwoman thought it was a little strange, but she did as Leon told her to make wisteria juice.

Leon reached out and patted the fox merchant on the shoulder, and the other party turned his head drunkenly: "Who are you? What do you want to do? I'm bankrupt now, I can't afford to hire a mercenary!"

He used Leon as a mercenary for business.

Leon smiled: "Mr. Ranieri, am I'm not a mercenary, I want to negotiate a deal with you, a big deal!"

"Business, what big business?" Ranieri was still confused: "Don't play with me, just kidding, you want to laugh at me, right?

Leon didn't talk much nonsense with the drunk, and took the wisteria juice from Catgirl.

He reached out and pinched Ranieri's chin, forcing him to open his mouth, and then quickly poured wisteria juice out of his mouth!

Ranieri was caught off guard, gulping down purple juice so much that it almost squirted out of his nose.

After such a play, and the effect of wisteria juice is really good, the fox merchant finally came to his senses: "You, what do you want to do?"

"I said I wanted to make a deal with you, a business that could change your fate. Leon said lightly, "Are you really not going to listen to it?"

Ranieri was completely stunned, he couldn't understand what Leon meant, but he also sensed that Leon was not joking.

"It's too noisy here, let's go to the tea shop across the street and talk slowly!" Leon said, tossing Catgirl a yellow gold coin: "Don't look for it, the rest is your tip." ”

"Thank you, sir!" said Catgirl, happily accepting the gold coin, and winking at Leon—a rare guest of this magnanimity.

After sitting down in the small private room of the tea restaurant, Ranieri came to his senses completely: "You, no, you are Lord Baron Leon, the lord of Salling?"

The fox merchant's eyes widened wider than the brass bells, and his expression suddenly became excited.

As a veteran businessman, he suddenly realizes that this may really be a chance to change his fate, and the only concern is whether Leon is lying to him.

But Ranieri thinks about it, he has almost nothing, what else is worth deceiving the other party?

"Yes, as long as we can negotiate a deal, I can take you to the Lord's Mansion later..."Leon nodded and said, "Mr. Ranieri, I don't want to talk nonsense. ”

"I can pay for all your goods, and as a condition, you need to work for me and join the Chamber of Commerce that we are about to establish in Salling, and of course the salary will be paid according to the rules of the industry, and you will not lose a copper coin. ”

And such a good thing? Ranieri couldn't believe his ears.

Surprised, he suddenly had an inexplicable panic: "But, but Lord Baron, my luck seems to have really been cursed by the god of fate, I'm afraid..."

"You don't need to be afraid of failure, you used to make money for yourself, now you make money for me..."Leon smiled: "The surname quality is completely different." ”

"I just ask you, will you serve me?"

"Yes, I do!" Ranieri said loudly.

He felt as if he had really touched the hem of Lady Luck's skirt, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable when he suddenly discovered the light ahead of him, who had been in hell.

He had failed too many times and was so desperate for a chance to change his fate.

Whether playing for Leon is such an opportunity, Ranieri doesn't know yet, but he vows in his heart to do his best.

Because of him, he can't afford to lose anymore!

"Very good, then from now on, you are the head of our Saar Chamber of Commerce!"

(To be continued)