The lord was still on his horse, looking condescendingly at Aldaryan lying on his stomach thirty meters away.

The explosion from such a distance did not affect Alice, and the little mare was very determined.

Leon knew that Aldarian would not hurt himself - this Noldor Lord, though irascible and brainless, did care about the Noldor people.

There are two hundred young rangers living in White Hart Castle, all of them are the young seeds of the next generation of Noldor, as long as those rangers are still in Leon's territory, Ardalian will definitely not attack the lord - this is also an important reason why the lord is trying to get the Noldor to live in White Hart Castle.

"How is that possible...... How could you be Leifa!"

Aldalian rolled over and got up, touching himself, his tone less arrogant.

From the declaration of war to the defeat, it took less than half a minute......

He wasn't hurt, and the horse probably wasn't hurt - those who could jump and jump were now running away, running as fast as they could, apparently not hurt, just scared.

Aldarian probably thought that Leon was also merciful to his subordinates, and made a movement as big as a thunderbolt, but he didn't hurt anyone...... The look in his eyes when he looked at Leon now was quite complicated.

But in fact, the grenade was originally an experimental product, and there was no shrapnel in the shell, and the iron shell itself was usually only blown into three or five pieces, and of course it could not hurt Ardarian, who was wearing the Noldor sigil armor.

"Hmph...... Do you know it's amazing? You think I was protecting Lord Leon? I don't know what to do......

Wentilph rolled her eyes and took the opportunity to bluff again.

"Sindari? It's impossible...... Who are you, Lord Leon?"

Aldalian looked at Wendy suspiciously, then at Leon, and then cautiously faced Leon and began to slowly retreat, but his attitude had obviously changed, and even his title had changed.

"Al Dalian, get out of here, and don't let your troops appear in my territory again, or it wouldn't be the warning it is now...... Of course, if your people are willing to trade equally, you can also go to that market in the forest, and I will at least not discriminate against your people."

Leon is still a master of the world, still holding his hands behind his back, if it weren't for the injury on his forehead that ruined his image, he really looked a bit of a master.

After saying that, Alice turned around and left, and as soon as she turned around, she began to shake the hand that was originally behind her back.

Just now, I hid my hand behind my back and clicked the lead with one hand, but my hand was blackened, and it looked like it was burned, so I had to go back quickly and let Anson treat it......

"Humans who can use magic...... Are you a Pander royalty? You are Pande royalty! Only the bloodline of Kavala has magical powers...... You want to return to the country? No! You will drag Noldor into the war between humans! Even if you die, I'm going to stop you!"

Aldalian stood behind Leon with a gloomy expression, as if he remembered something, and his tone gradually became urgent.

The bow in his hand was raised again, and the arrow was mounted.

It's just that there is some hesitation in the action.

How could he be this reaction?

Is there a feud between Ardalian and the Pande royal family?

Oh, probably yes, the war between Noldor and humans three hundred years ago was fought against the kingdom of Pande, and Ardarion was the leader of Noldor at that time......

Leon was a little flustered, but he still pretended to be determined and turned around: "What nonsense are you talking about? What restoration?"

"Hmph...... Yin Si Landil told me that if you have one-eighth of the Noldor bloodline, then you can only be her descendant...... I must kill you......

There was a trace of sadness in Aldalian's eyes, but there was no warmth, only a sharp edge and a hint of fierce light.

It's certainly not a good memory, but more like a reminder of an enemy.

"Aldaryan, what are you talking about? Do you know the consequences of doing so? If you so easily ruin the hope of the Noldor tribe to get out of the forest, the three major families will be your enemies! You're going to start a civil war!"

Wendy drew her sword and rushed straight in front of Aldalian.

Although she looks like an innocent little girl in some ways, she does understand everything.

And Risadilan finally rushed to Leon's side at this time, and drew his bow at Aldalian.

"Hmph...... It was then, and it is now! He's just a human who can use Noldor's enchanted items! He was no different from the woman back then! His Majesty Fergus Ann still hasn't learned his lesson...... Put the Noldor's hope in humanity? Ha...... You'll regret it!"

Aldalian looked at Wendy, who was nervous, then at Risadillan, who was facing him with a bow, put down the bow in his hand, and shook his head and slowly retreated.

There was a look of pain on his face, but he remained polite to Wendy.

"Aldaryan! What exactly are you talking about? What happened back then?"

Wentilph didn't understand, what year was it? And who is that woman?

"Wentill, you go and ask His Majesty Fergus Aell, and ask him about his big plan...... Go and ask him where his son is now?!"

Ardalian gritted his teeth and gave Leon a fierce look, then turned and left quickly.

Obviously, he knew that Wendy was right, if Leon died at his hands, the three major Noldor families would be enemies of him.

The Noldor Elves really can't afford a civil war.

Wentilf was stunned for a moment, until Ardalian disappeared with his troops, and then turned around, only to find that the lord was also stunned.

"Lord Leon, get out of here...... He's probably still around."

Risa Dilan reminded aloud.

"Ardaryan won't come again......

The lord shook his head and exhaled.

Leon was a little scared, he could feel that his vest was already soaked in cold sweat.

The so-called magic did not frighten Aldaryan, or that the brave Lord Noldor did not care about this, and dared to shoot his own arrows at any enemy.

Aldaryan didn't seem to have much awe of "magic" like the other Noldors, he was just surprised, but he wasn't afraid, and he didn't take it for granted that Leon was a magister.

He may have been a warlike gut, but he clearly didn't get too caught up in the traditions of the Noldor, which made him more sober than most of the Noldor elves - no wonder he would ignore the Elven kings' decision to pull out a tribe on his own.

If it weren't for Wentilph standing in front of Aldalian in time, Ardalian might have really wanted his own life just now.

"I can't stop Aldaryan, but he seems to be ......."

Wendy frowned, puzzled.

"He doesn't seem willing to hurt you...... Wendy, is anyone in your family related to Aldaryan? I haven't heard you mention ......."

Leon looked at Wendy thoughtfully.

"Your Excellency...... My parents died many years ago, at the hands of the Catu. Maybe they're familiar with Ardarian, but I don't know."

Wendy shook her head, "Aldalian was originally from the Fenway family, he must know my parents."

This is also the case, the population of Noldor is small and long-lived, and most of the people in a race must know each other, and they cannot be viewed according to the logic of human kinship.

"But how is it going to be solved on Aldaryan's side? My lord, he probably won't attack you again, but there's no guarantee that he won't attack the caravan...... With his fighting power, no one in the forest can stop him."

Risa Dilan asked with some concern.

"What kind of big plan are those things that Ardarian said? and the son of His Majesty Fergus Ann...... It seems that I really need to ask His Majesty Fergus Ann, maybe that's why he's always been so hostile to humans."

Leon looked at Wendelph.

"My lord, I'll ask."

Wendy turned and walked back into the forest, she never dragged her feet in her work.

……

Maybe the grenade Leon threw still played some role, in

For the next few days, neither Ardalian nor his troops were seen again.

The first merchants also made it to the market in the forest, and the humans who built the road were not attacked.

But Leon was still uneasy, because news came from Noyr that Ardarian's forces had not returned to his territory.

He seems to have disappeared completely, and no one knows where he has gone.

However, it was a good thing that no one was messing around, and the first deal between Castle White Hart and Noldor had already begun to work on a small scale.

The Noldos were in great need of human goods, especially cloth, food, spices, and household utensils.

These things are too lacking in the Noldor Forest.

Books are also in high demand - the Noldors are intellectuals, but they have a hard time getting their hands on human books.

At the beginning, Wentilv asked Leon for his salary, just to buy books to read in human society, and Wendy liked to read all kinds of things.

But while the demand is strong, a new problem has arisen - the Noldors have no money.

To be precise, they don't use money, they don't usually use the dinar, a common currency.

In fact, from a human point of view, the Noldor elves are very wealthy, and each of them can come up with a large number of high-quality leathers, precious medicinal materials, exquisite crafts, and even some enchanted equipment.

Long life, many years of reserves is really a lot, if you talk about the value of these reserves, every Noldor can be called a rich man.

The problem was that they hadn't used gold or silver for hundreds of years, and they didn't have the habit of using or saving money - they didn't use the dinar in the Noldor Forest, and they didn't need money to trade between the Noldor at all.

After all, they are very familiar with each other, and the transaction between the Noldor elves is like discussing with a friend, relying entirely on reputation, and there is no need to spend money at all.

Of course, the Noldors are aware that they need dinars to trade with humans, and they are all literate and can understand the meaning of money, but they really don't have any money in their hands.

The occasional Noldor elf who can take out a few Dirkhans is just a trophy from a slave hunter who entered the forest...... There are very few people who can touch the dinar.

This makes bartering the only way to do it at first.

But in this way, the volume of transactions is relatively miserable, because the road has not yet been built, and the food and cloth that the Noldos need most cannot be delivered on a large scale for the time being.

At present, entering the forest requires crossing mountains and mountains in the primeval forest, so the merchants who enter the trade market bring very few goods, and most of them only bring high-value spices or glass products.

It's okay to barter these things, but the problem is that there are so few of them that they run out in half a day......

At the same time, the merchants didn't bring many dinars, so they couldn't buy too many Noldor artifacts and enchanted weapons.

This is not just because the road is difficult, but because the merchants are worried about the unsafe road.

In fact, the Noldos were also happy to exchange their goods for currency, but since neither side carried much money, the volume of transactions was naturally not large.

As a result, the first large-scale transaction between humans and Noldor did not form a scale at all, and it seemed a little miserable.

In fact, the merchants and the Noldos can all understand, after all, the road has not yet been built, and the number of goods is not much.

But the lord was disappointed - if the market volume had been low at the beginning, it would not have been possible to form demand inertia in the hearts of the Noldos.

That's not a good sign......

The environment can affect human judgment, the first human merchants came in at risk, and now that the market looks a bit miserable, the next group of merchants may not be so motivated.

And if the human merchants weren't motivated enough, the Noldors wouldn't care too much about the market...... If there is a diminishing effect, the market is meaningless.

This is also the reason why the lord does not intend to operate directly on his own.

Of course, direct sales can obtain the greatest profits, but at the beginning, they did not have so much funds and materials, and they could not form a scale.

To be a platform

Don't think that you can take all the benefits, and the open platform can form an exponentially increasing scale effect.

If a market can only operate on a small scale for a long time, then the market will appear less important and it will be difficult to make up for it later.

In fact, there are no problems with the policies and methods of various trade centers built in many cities, but often because the initial investment promotion effect is not good, the occupancy rate is miserable at the beginning, and no one comes later.

This kind of business platform cannot be operated with the basic trading logic of "slowly growing from small to big".

It is necessary to attract more people in the first place, bring a lot of goods, and let the Noldor keep making money, and let the merchants get high profits, so that more merchants will join in the future, and bring higher returns to the lord - and this reward is not just money.

If you can't quickly establish a large-scale trading habit, you won't be able to achieve the intention that the lord wants in the end.

What Leon wants is to drive the trade between the two races, so that the Noldors will form a trading dependence and turn it into a life dependency.

Then, as the controller of commercial output, he can reap greater benefits in the process of this transaction - not money, but to make the Noldos change their way of life, and no longer rely on the output of the forest, but on the trading market.

- Dependent, to be precise, on the lord.

Because this trading market is actually built on the person of Li Ang, the lord himself is now a platform.

He wants to make the Noldors never live without this convenient material trading channel built at home, so as to kidnap this group in his own business platform, and finally become his real people.

This is the true intention of the so-called trade.

Including the Dark Falcon Castle that claimed the Raven Realm earlier, it was the closest place to both the Misty Mountain and the Gatu people—and Leon intended to do the same.

If you want to control a relatively small group like Noldor, you just need to make them rich.

Yes, let them get rich.

The first large supply of daily necessities such as food and cloth at low prices, and the purchase of weapons and handicrafts at large prices made the Noldos realize that they only need to do what they do best to live comfortably.

The subsequent increase in the supply of food and various daily necessities made the Noldors lose their desire to produce these materials on their own - it was more convenient to buy them directly, and the goods were not profitable and did not have the quality of the goods supplied by the lord.

Exchanging cheap supplies for high-value weapons and equipment will make the Noldors feel very cost-effective from top to bottom, and it will also make the Noldors tied up in this kind of trade and unable to turn back.

As they develop this trading habit, it automatically prompts most of the Noldor Elves to engage in the manufacture of weapons and crafts, or to transform from hunters to scholars or professional warriors—something they are good at and can export, and which Leon will buy at a high price.

There will also be many Noldor Elves who will start buying from the market and engaging in retail business, bringing supplies to their various tribes. Because it is convenient for the clansmen and at the same time to earn profits......

Just like the retail vendors in White Hart Castle.

In this way, the output of their daily necessities will gradually be controlled, and their lifestyles will also change dramatically, but at least they seem to have produced better and more convenient changes.

By the time the Noldor's life was controlled by Leon, they would not be able to escape the ship, and in order not to interrupt their supply, the Noldor would have to accept the lord's demands - including fighting for him in full.

These processes don't take too long, and if they are done well, they can be achieved in a year or two.

Kidnapping with commercial supplies is easier and more effective than cultural infiltration.

This is especially true for those who have a small number of people and are unable to export the necessities of life to the market.

In fact, even modern people cannot escape this kind of commercial infiltration, especially in some small countries, where the whole people have become dependent on the material supplies of some large countries.

Especially in some small countries that seem to be rich, people seem to be living well, but only if they are obedient.

Once you don't obey, you will be sanctioned by business......

If the leaders of small countries dare to disagree with this, they will often be overthrown by their own citizens - maybe they have backbone, but the common people do not want to suffer under commercial sanctions, let alone go from rich to poor under commercial sanctions.

After all, it only takes one inflation to go from being a millionaire to being destitute......

In fact, the Barkley Empire did exactly what Mettenheim did, but not thoroughly.

If the Buckley Empire can fully purchase the weapons and equipment made by the Mettenheim people at any cost, use the dinar to directly attract the vast majority of the Mettenheim people to become blacksmiths, and supply a large amount of low-cost food, so that the farmers have no income but to make iron or sell weapons - then it will only take a few years, and Mettenheim can only be forced to become Buckley's arsenal, and not think about independence for too long.

But Barkley couldn't wait to suppress the war, provoked a full-scale revolt from the Metenheim, and directly cut off the deal between the two sides, which is the habit of thinking in traditional feudal countries - always thinking that traitors must be exterminated, but never thinking that there is a more appropriate way.

Now that the head of this trading platform in the Noldor Forest has not been opened properly, Li Ang feels that he should simply slow down and start again.