Chapter 639: Development and Recruitment

"Hu——" Ismir breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the pressure of being alone with King Roland was too great. Even Roland himself didn't know that he had been in a high position for a long time without realizing it. His entire aura was completely different from the little bastard who had just come to Middle-earth.

"I can finally develop myself!" Ismir was extremely excited. After all, with Apophis Breo, the king of Duke Land, he could at least become a hereditary lord, right?

After all, the fiefs of hereditary Lords don’t have to be too large. Generally, a larger village is enough to become the fiefs of hereditary Lords! After all, most hereditary barons are just a town and several villages walking around, which of course does not include the old-fashioned barons and the border barons... The scale of these two fiefs is a bit abnormal, especially the border barons. The largest territory is comparable to an ordinary earl lord. If it weren’t for the lack of manpower, a marquis could be developed.

...

"Get it?" Lance looked at the sheepskin in Ismir's hand and raised his eyebrows, immediately realizing something.

"Well, I'm lucky. King Roland didn't make any embarrassment..." Ismir sighed.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning. With this thing, you can legally explore it!" Lance comforted.

"By the way, Your Highness said that I have some supplies for you to collect!" Ismir told Lance what Roland said.

"That's it... OK! But I suggest you recruit people first!" Lance shrugged and suggested. After all, he couldn't take those equipment alone for Ismir, who had no space equipment!

"Wait, I'll change my clothes to help you!" Lance's eyes turned and patted Ismir.

...

"Is this... OK?" Ismir looked at Lance with a hint of embarrassment and always felt unreliable. After all, which nobleman set up a stall outside the city gate to recruit development teams.

"The conditions are simple, overcome..." Lance touched his nose and said awkwardly. The team of Lagrang City guards behind him could not help laughing, but they felt uncomfortable due to their professional qualities.

"Duang!" I don't know where Lance found the broken gong, and the heart-wrenching sound of the broken gong instantly attracted the attention of everyone outside the south gate. Even the soldiers garrisoned on the top of the city couldn't help but put their heads on.

"Come! Take a look! Look! Noble Lord! Master Ismier's pioneering team has recruited people! Wealth, power, land! Brave and hard-working Lagrang men! Are there anyone willing to go to the wilderness to achieve the great achievements of the family? Duang! Maybe you can be like Lord Ismier so that the common people can become nobles! Don't miss it when you pass by! Duang!" Lance, who was wearing linen clothes and wearing a hood, lowered his hat and shouted loudly, mixed with the crisp sound of the gong.

"...I!" Ismir's legs were weak. At this moment, he wanted to turn into a beast and slapped Lance to death. Ismir is now a lord. Even if he is shameless, he can't throw his face to the ground and sing while singing, right? He has already foresaw the scene of his social death in Jiliu City.

"Damn!" Marcus on the top of the city quickly shrank his head back, fearing that others would recognize Lance and affect his reputation. Lance seemed to have put on a mask, but actually took off his mask!

"Hiss!" Ohmsk had a toothache and his whole body was numb, but he was still grateful to Lance for knowing that wearing a cloth clothes would block his face, otherwise he and Lance would feel embarrassed when walking in the future.

"Come on! Gentlemen! Take a look!" Lance shouted vigorously. Ismir on the side had long been sitting on the chair and stiffened. At this moment, Ismir's eyes were dull and straight, as if there was no one in this world who he cared about.

"..." The team of Lagrang City guards standing behind to help were hunched over at this moment, and their bodies were twitching wildly like dying people. Their faces were red, their heads were buried in their chests and bit their lips desperately, and their eyes were staring at the ants on the ground as if they were moving gold coins.

"What are you doing? Why are you doing so noisy?" Yun Feng, the slut, held a glass of juice and flashed out. After all, as the king's deputy, he also needed to pay attention to the movements of Jiliu City.

"You are doing it...Puff!" Yun Feng's vision is so good! How strong is his perception! He looked at the man who was ashamed and looked at the man who was shouting hard next to him and immediately spit out a mouthful of juice and then ran away with a flashing skill.

(Yun Feng: It's so dangerous! I almost lost my reputation!)

"Name?" Lance asked.

"Bill..."

"age?"

“31!”

"Professional?"

"Average hunter."

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I have to say that although Lance's shouting was extremely embarrassing, the effect was amazing. In less than half a day, the whole city of Jiliu knew about the new noble Lord Ismir to explore. Of course, everyone would not hesitate to discuss such lively things. It became a topic of conversation for everyone to pass the time after dinner. In the afternoon, even King Roland heard about Ismir and the story of Baron Lance who ordinary people didn't know about it...

For a moment, Roland's face was extremely wonderful. After all, it undoubtedly took great courage to be able to put down her face like this. This made Roland, who is of a happy person, undoubtedly very regretful. After all, he missed such a grand event!

However, this had nothing to do with Ismir. Ismir, who was ashamed, looked at the twenty people in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had no face anymore, his goal was at least achieved.

These twenty people were carefully selected by Lance for him. Each of them is a strong man with family members. As long as Ismir's territory stabilizes, he will immediately have the first batch of residents! Among them is even a first-level intern swordsman! Although Lagrand currently only has two professions, Knight and Shooter, have stable awakening channels (the mage and the ranger are fast too! After all, Heinrich and Verway are both top professionals!), there is a probability of professionals among the refreshed refugees! Otherwise, where did Ismir's own third-level druid come from? If Roland counts it carefully, he will find that there are still hundreds of various professionals hidden in his folk!

"This is the An Family Fee! 20 gold coins per person! Let's reunite with your family tonight, and we will gather in place tomorrow morning!" Ismir took out his cash box and counted 20 gold coins for everyone. This is the An Family Fee and also the money to buy life! It is very likely that after this trip, it will be a road to no return. 20 gold coins are enough for their family to live a long time to raise their children.

"A wise choice!" Lance exclaimed. After all, not every nobleman is willing to advance such a large pension in luxury! However, the advantage of doing so is that the twenty pioneers looked at Ismir with gratitude and loyalty to him. The 400 gold coins have won 20 supporters... This business is not a loss!

"I have more than 500 gold coins!" Ismir looked at Lance and stared into his eyes. Obviously Ismir hoped Lance could give him an idea.

"Well, I think about it!" Lance poured himself a glass of wine and sat down and thought slowly. He was thinking that if he had pioneered himself, he would use the money to do something, and bring himself into Ismir's perspective, and analyze it better.

"Fortunately, Your Highness has supported you with weapons and equipment, otherwise the money you have is really hard to deal with!" Lance sighed at Ismir's luck. After all, Ismir doesn't have to worry about the large expense of purchasing weapons at this moment.

Of course, Roland also did it for him. What he lacked the most now is weapons, whether it was produced by himself or signed in by the system. Now, Roland's blacksmith shop has no longer made ordinary equipment, but has gone to knock on farm tools and enchantment equipment.
Chapter completed!