The Kant Tavern is the only tavern in the town of Lorraine.

Perhaps the reason why border traders often choose the town of Lorraine as a place to settle down, its decoration is surprisingly good, and it does not look like the other buildings around it.

Lynn and Alyssa arrived at the door, and they were immediately greeted by someone.

"Hey, you're Master Hogg."

The person who came was a middle-aged man, his figure was a little out of shape, and there was only one slit left in his eyes when he smiled.

"I saw you from afar, and I thought to myself how there could be such a handsome young man in our town, and suddenly I thought of the guest I was going to receive today, and my heart suddenly became clear." The middle-aged man quietly picked up Lynn and introduced himself by the way, "In Lower Callum Barron, it's the owner of this tavern."

Lynn nodded with a smile and pulled out two gold coins from her pocket.

Flattered, Mr. Barron took the gold back into his arms, scolding the guy inside for having a purse but not spending it, while hiding the only gap on his face with a smile.

"Come, please."

The boss opened the door to the tavern and invited the young merchant in.

Lynn looked around without leaving a trace as she crossed the threshold.

The structure of the tavern is still the same as that of an ordinary tavern, with various portraits of heroes hanging on the walls, and tables, chairs and benches everywhere, but the difference is that the lighting is not as dim as that of a normal tavern, presumably due to the request of the charterer.

Other than that, the rest is a cacophony of discussions.

"Hey, where did you say the guests came from, to make that Haytz guy bleed into the tavern, and to have the luxury of letting the party rest here for a few more days?"

"As far as I know, he seems to be hosting a merchant from the Blue Lands."

"Blue Land Merchant, is there anything unusual?"

"Ordinary merchants are not unusual, but the place where people do business seems to be in Rokothos."

"The royal capital? Tsk, then this place is still not of high grade."

"It's really not enough, and I heard that it's still a young master here, so I guess I'll have to dislike this and that again."

"The merchants of the royal capital are masters, maybe one day they will buy a noble title, we little fart people, people really don't look down on us."

"Hahaha-"

The crowd laughed.

At this moment, someone caught a glimpse of the young man who was plainly dressed, but whose appearance was exactly the same as theirs, standing beside them, listening to their conversation with great interest.

So the man couldn't laugh anymore.

Then everyone couldn't laugh.

Except for Lynn.

Lynn pulled out a chair and sat down, beckoning Alyssa to bring the bubbling beer over from the bar.

Then he grabbed the handle of the beer glass and touched the man next to him who was about to put the beer in his mouth but froze quietly.

"I think you have a point." He took a sip of his beer and looked disgusted, "Well, it's unpalatable."

He put down his beer glass, paused, and said, "Now I should dislike you, but until then."

"Does anyone teach me where to buy a title of nobility?" He seemed to be saying it very seriously.

"Poof—" Someone couldn't hold back a laugh. ….

The awkward atmosphere was swept away, and the atmosphere between everyone returned to the same appearance as before.

The man next to Lynn, who was forced to clink glasses with him, took the initiative to raise his glass this time.

"Mr. Hogg, you have such a good sense of humor." He laughed and praised the boy.

Lynn said with a straight face, "Humor should be an essential trait for a good businessman."

Everyone looked at his incoherent appearance, and suddenly laughed even more happily.

Young master, it's amazing....... Alyssa behind her and the number two in the corner looked at each other, and both of them had a very similar surprise in their eyes.

They all know that their young master is very capable, but no matter how they say it, he is also a person who has experienced more than ten years of aristocratic education

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In the education system of the aristocracy, bloodline was a very important point, and it was impossible for Lynn not to be affected.

Originally, they thought that Lynn would not be able to adapt to the change of identity gap from a height for at least a while, so Alyssa chose to play a lover who was not beautiful but gentle and knowledgeable, so as to help him pass in the subsequent communication.

But they never expected that Lynn would change so smoothly that the theater actors in the Catalena Theater would not be as natural as him.

Their hearts settled down, and their expressions relaxed a lot.

"Brother."

After a few glasses of wine, Mr. Hogg had become Brother Hogg.

The man who had clinked glasses with him at first put his arm around Hogg's shoulders and said drunkenly, "I have a daughter, an only daughter, would I like to introduce her to you?"

"In this way, our two strong alliances will surely be prosperous in the future."

Without you, it is also prosperous.

Without leaving a trace, Lynn took off his hand and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, my family has already arranged a marriage for me."

"It's fine." The man said nonchalantly, "How can there be the fragrance of wild flowers in the house, men, they are born with a yearning for nature."

Lynn blinked, her fingers quivering inadvertently.

The man took his performance as an intention, and was about to speak, when a white palm suddenly appeared behind Lynn and refilled his beer.

Only then did the man realize that the dark-haired woman was not a waitress at the tavern.

Lynn spread her hands.

"Hahaha-"

The man smiled awkwardly and touched his nose with his hand, the glint in his cloudy eyes dissipated.

"Click—"

The sound of the door being pushed open came from the doorway again.

This time the voice was a bit loud, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

It was a bloated middle-aged man, surrounded by a young man who was slightly older than Lynn.

The middle-aged man has gemstone rings on six of his ten fingers, and the boy steps on a pair of leather shoes from luxury stores on the Silver Avenue.

"Mr. Haze."

Someone raised his glass to the man, and the man replied with a smirk.

Instead of asking for a beer at the bar, he went straight to Lynn's place, but didn't sit down.

"Master Hogg?" He looked at Lynn uncertainly.

Lynn stood up and smiled and held out her hand to him, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Haze."

"Me too." Hytz's smile became a little more real. ….

He turned his head and introduced the boy next to Lynn to him, "This is my nephew and my assistant, and he is now learning about business with me."

Lynn nodded, but didn't introduce Alyssa to him in the same way.

So the merchant Haz's smile widened.

Although he didn't know the specific information of the Hogg family, this move was at least made subconsciously after learning a lot of aristocratic etiquette.

Qualified nobles will ensure the safety of their female rolls on occasions outside, and will not introduce them to people like them.

Lynn's actions, coupled with the purpose of his visit, showed that their family was definitely infinitely close to a true nobleman.

"Here, please." Hayes tried to get Lynn out of the position.

Lynn nodded slightly, raised a glass to everyone, and everyone raised their glasses in response, smiling very happily.

This made Hayz a little dissatisfied.

How could the nobles talk so eagerly with such a merchant who was inferior to them?

Lynn didn't care what Hayz was thinking, and followed him and his nephew to a small room, with Alyssa staying outside.

After sitting down, Hezmore took his gemstone ring and eagerly asked him if he needed another beer, and Lynn said no, just tea.

Haiz immediately agreed, urging him as if he were afraid of repentance

The nephew hurried to get it.

When the tea arrived, Hayes pulled out a small box from nowhere, and when he opened it, it was a cigar in good condition.

"Smoke?" He asked.

Lynn still refused.

Hayz happily put the cigars back in the bag, and Lynn saw that they were full of cigars, but they were not of good quality, and they looked a little damp.

The politeness was over, and Lynn didn't want to turn around again.

"Sir." Lynn asked, "I asked for something, did you bring it?"

"Brought." Haytz nodded earnestly, but didn't make any other moves.

"Where?"

Haytz pointed to his head, "Here."

"Still." He paused before continuing, "Only the three towns of Lorraine, Marienburg's information is too difficult to obtain, and we are only allowed to pass quickly, not even to stay."

When he said this, the remaining two people in the room were stunned at the same time.

You want to get your hands on Marienburg?

Lynn looked at Hayz in surprise, Hayz thought that he thought he was good at gathering the details of three towns in a short period of time, so he smiled brightly as if he was encouraged, but in fact, Lynn was just looking at the shadows behind him.

It's part of the plan.

Number Two is vaguely meaningful.

Confusing, I know.

Lynn nodded knowingly, and then looked at Haytz, who was about to pull out a pen and paper to write.

"Why don't you just write it down." He asked, confused.

"For the sake of secrecy." Heitz rightly said, "It wouldn't be nice if someone found out about it........ Don't worry, I have a good memory and won't remember any mistakes."

「.......」

Lynn silently lamented that they didn't really want military intelligence.

Otherwise, this kind of self-inflicted wisdom will only lead to silence.

Hayes apparently didn't care about this, and only recounted as he wrote: "The three towns of Lorraine can actually be regarded as a single town, managed by Viscount von Roy Eric, who has a total of ......."....

"Wait a minute!" Hyz's nephew interrupted Haytz.

He looked at his uncle in disbelief, "Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Hayes paused, looked up at him, frowned, and said, "Seth, how did you talk to me?"

The young man known as Seth was too lazy to maintain hypocritical etiquette, and repeated his words earnestly: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Deal." Hayz was a little confused by this question, and seeing the smile on Lynn's face getting thicker, his face turned cold, "Seth, if you really don't want to learn from me, get out of here!"

The merchant tried to use the majesty of his elders to save some face from this sudden farce, but Seth was not intimidated.

He strode forward, and tore off the piece of paper under his uncle's stunned gaze.

"Do you know what you're doing?" He glared at Haytz angrily, "You're betraying your country!"

His anger and the big hat he buttoned up didn't cause Hayz to panic, and Hayz didn't even bother to admit it.

"Yes, I'm a traitor." His face was full of bewilderment, "Is there anything wrong with the merchant betraying the country?"

Seth was stunned by the way he took it for granted.

Businessmen, in history, are representatives who are desperate for the sake of profit, and betraying the country seems to be indeed a normal thing that can no longer be normal.

"No, that's not right." Seth defended, "Even if it's for profit, you can't sell your country."

"This is not a businessman, this is a thief, a traitor!

"Seth Gross!" Hayz pronounced his full name, indicating that he was angry at Seth's duty.

He pointed out the door: "Get out!"

Seth shook his head and walked straight out the door, then slammed the door behind him.

"Bang-"

The loud thud shook the table.

Everyone in the hall subconsciously turned around, but what they saw was the picture of the ordinary-looking woman next to Mr. Hogg slapping the angry young man unconscious.

"Who said you were going to talk to me?"

Two-thirds of them bowed their heads and drank sullenly.

........

in the room.

"I'm sorry, sir." "That kid wasn't that reckless," said Haytz, guiltily, except that he grew up in Crosstown, a place a little closer to Catalena."

Lynn nodded knowingly.

The Kingdom of Laiin is one of the rare kingdoms in the Laiyin region that unites most of the region, and nationalism is undoubtedly an excellent choice to promote and consolidate royal power among the people.

Around the royal capital, this kind of propaganda must have been even more intense, and young people who were in the midst of a hot blood age could easily go up and swear allegiance to the country.

"Young man." Lynn smiled and said, "I understand."

"Thank you for your understanding." Hayes smiled flatteringly, secretly slandering in his heart that you are not also a young man, and then he thought about it and envied Lynn's upbringing.

Rubbing the jade ring on the other finger a little, the merchant was in a much better mood.

He pulled out another piece of paper, but didn't put pen to paper.

"Where did I just say?"

"He's under his wing." Lynn kindly continued for him. ….

"O'O." The merchant picked up his thoughts and continued, "Viscount Eric usually lives in Roquetown, with a total of twelve knights and forty guards under his command, as well as a few of his own soldiers—by the way, the patrol guards he has arranged in the town are trained to the standards of soldiers—and he seems to have been recruiting men to join his ranks in the surrounding areas lately, and the young men of the surrounding villages have rushed over.......

「.......」

Lynn listened to the merchant's narration and squinted slightly.

can afford to raise twelve knights and forty guards, this viscount, it's not easy.

Generally speaking, if you are an ordinary person who wants to develop to a higher level, there are several options.

One is to study hard and be admitted to the college; One is to explore on your own, go out on adventures, and pin your head to the waistband of your pants every day.

The former requires the consumption of gold coins, and it is difficult for ordinary people to afford high-level colleges, so the last category usually becomes the latter.

If you don't want to play with your life, there is a way.

Go and be a thug for a rich family, sign a contract, and let them help you improve.

The contract generally starts in 20 years, and if it is signed, it means that at least one-fifth of the person's life will be tied to this family, unless his family is in the middle of the road and takes the initiative to break the contract - but the most common phenomenon is that the family has to watch the family honestly.

Of course, after signing the contract, Party A will definitely cultivate Party B.

And this represents a lot of effort.

Lynn vaguely remembered that there were statistics that if the nobles wanted to train a qualified fighter, that is, a first-order warrior whose strength was at least two-thirds of the Silver Star Ring, they needed to spend at least more than 130,000 gold coins, and if they were knights, they needed to double it.

Magicians triple times, alchemists multiply tenfold, healers random, assassins and the like....... Just pray that you don't get discovered.

Among them, warriors and knights are the two most cost-effective options, magicians are the worst choices, alchemists look at luck, and healists look at kidneys.

But even if it is the two with the highest cost performance, if you want to cultivate fifty-two, you need at least more than eight million gold coins.

Due to the repetitiveness of the homogeneous superposition of the number of people, this number may be slightly less, but it is unlikely to be less than five million.

Coupled with the cost of training soldiers, Lynn couldn't help but sigh.

"Ninety years seems to be less."

"The taxes of these three towns must have been received in nine hundred years?"

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