"Mentor Irelandzer ......"

"You can call me Irilan."

"Mentor Irilan'er, your boobs are too pompous...... Ruth should have been eighty or ninety years old, not eighteen or nineteen......"

"My Annan, the elves are like this even if they are nine hundred years old."

"But did you forget? Ruth is just human. ”

"Maybe she has elven blood?"

"She doesn't have elven blood, she doesn't have a life-extending holy weapon, she doesn't have a spell that perpetuates her youth, she is not an immortal, she is just an ordinary old man." Annan thought for a moment and said, "Do you know Augusta Olmedo? ”

"I saw him at the City Lord's Mansion dinner three years ago."

"You can mimic that, but maintain femininity."

The elven mentor's transfiguration attainment is no less than that of the master, and when those vicissitudes of blue eyes looked at him, Annan almost thought that the real Augusta Olmedo appeared, but fortunately, the still present chest dispelled the suspicion.

At this moment, a figure burrowed into the felt tent, and the scene in front of him was stagnant.

“…… I heard that your mother passed away a long time ago, so I wanted to surprise you. Annan said to Olmedo, who visited unexpectedly.

"My mother and father don't look like ......" Ormedo looked at the elven mentor and asked hesitantly, "Mentor Irelandze?" ”

"Hello, young city lord."

The elf's elegant voice made Olmedo's expression a little subtle.

"Irilan, you go to Betty and Evelyn first to discuss the image." When the elven mentor left, Annan and Olmedo breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"How do you know it's my mother's birthday?"

"Hmm...... Martin told me. ”

Olmedo asked more before Annan said: "Do you have something to do with me?" ”

"Have you heard?"

Annan shook his head for no reason: "I've been in the Mage Tower lately, and I haven't been anywhere. ”

Olmedo told Annan that there were frequent sightings of rat people around Breeze. They are few in number, but they are dense - thousands of nezumi are scattered in the vast forests outside of Breeze City, harassing caravans and farmland.

The city guards were exhausted, and the bounty in the bounty hall was not very effective, because there were only slave rats and ordinary nezumi roaming outside Breeze City, and the bounty in the City Lord's Mansion was difficult to interest the mercenaries.

"What's the bounty now?"

"50 copper coins for the left ear of a rat man."

Not as much as Martin's weekly salary at the Dawn Tavern.

"Why so little?"

Olmedo said that because of the historical event that a southern city-state was plagued by rats, the city lord at that time offered a high bounty of 10 silver coins per rat ear to reward the pros for hunting the rat men, and as a result, the rat hunt caused a mountain of rotten rat ears, which is said to have directly spent three years of finance. However, the lord of the city soon found that the number of nezumi outside the city had not decreased, but that there were many more nezumi who lacked left ears......

With the reproduction rate of the nezumen, exchanging one professional for a hundred nezumi is a loss, but a hundred nezumi can definitely fight against ten professionals.

"Do you have any suggestions?" Olmedo asked sincerely.

"Try to find a scavenger? They know what to do with the rats. ”

"I thought so too. Also, what do you think of Glacier Bay? ”

"I don't understand what you mean."

"As your territory."

This is the third time Olmedo has mentioned the territory, and Annan frowned slightly: "Did your father let you do this?" ”

"It was my father's advice, but I thought so too. Annan, you are gradually becoming a good lord, maybe you don't realize this yourself, I think you can help me. ”

The last time Annan heard something like that was when the centurion said he was a "standard warlock."

Olmedo said that there was no seaport in the northernmost part of the kingdom, and that all the supplies of Breez were transported by land, and that nothing happened along the thousands of miles, as Annan heard in the joke at the Morrowind Tavern - a caravan from the south to Breezy was exploited through the vampire realm, pillaged by orcs in the Feron Swamp, and escaped from the nezumi in the Black Forest Heights. Fight off the endless stream of aliens, and then when they reach Breeze, a band of bandits emerges, and the caravan leader yells at them: A bunch of humans are robbing me too?

Fortunately, the forests and seas around Breeze City are quite abundant, and the demon iron on the Snow Mountain Fortress is a scarce resource, and it can also attract caravans, otherwise why would the merchants who are interested in profit risk running to Breeze City to receive goods?

Annan realized Olmedo's "conspiracy" at this moment: "So you actually want me to pay for the construction of a seaport near Breeze City to make it easier for supplies to enter and exit?" ”

"We can all see the business opportunities contained in the magic image, don't you think it's a pity that it can't be spread in the south?" Ormedo continued to tempt Annan, "And you are the only port in the northern part of the kingdom, and when it is completed, Breeze City may only get some soup." ”

"I need to think about it."

……

"When a person owns a village, he thinks hard about the development of the village. They will strengthen their walls for fear of foreign attacks, they will store food for fear of disaster, and they will cut back on money because of lack of tax revenues......"

When Annan talked to Michael and Brass about it, Michael recited a long poem.

"These words were taught to you by the bard?"

"I saw it from a book." Michael didn't say the name of the book, "Why didn't you promise him?" You can't disguise the King of the North all the time. Annan, you need a real identity. ”

"Wouldn't leaving Breeze City at this time give the rat people who hate Annan a chance?" Francois took the opposite view.

Annan thought the same thing, so he didn't promise Olmedo.

But Glacier Bay is a good territory. It gets its name from the biting snow water that melts the mountains, and because of the cold, there are no sea tribes in the sea, at most some sea sins, but they usually don't come near the shore.

Land is slightly more complicated. The snow-capped mountains and forests in the north are home to giants, white dragons, and crypt dwarves, while the south is the territory of druids, orcs, and elves, and because Glacier Bay has not been cultivated, it takes manpower and money to build villages and cultivate farmland.

A territory of its own......

Well, Annan did have some intentions.

After all, as a warlock who can only cast spells to summon spells, Annan makes too much money to know what to spend it - after the release of "The Fall of the Mage Tower", it can be expected that there will be more happy troubles.

A bottomless pit territory that requires an infinite amount of money is indeed a good idea.

Temporarily putting aside his desire for the territory, Annan completed the "reality part" before the evening, and completed the illusion part with Tina Wright like a sand sculpture on the beach, and the filming of "The Fall of the Mage Tower" officially ended.

Now it's just a matter of editing the magic images into a complete story.

After half a busy month, it's time to go back to the manor. Annan thought.

(End of chapter)