"Chris, you actually bet on me to win, are you so confident in me?" The three of them walked out of the racecourse, and Paul kept chattering.
Chris didn't want to hit him, so he remained silent.
I have confidence in Reimu. Although Paul's black-maned horse is also very good, it is still far away from winning the championship.
With Reimu's increase, his physical fitness will be greatly enhanced, and winning the game will not be a problem.
Paul invited: "Chris, would you like to stay at my place tonight?"
Before Chris could say anything, a slender hand twisted around his waist.
"Ahem, Earl Donald has already arranged a place for me, so I won't bother you anymore." Chris quickly refused.
Without mentioning anything else, just saying that he met Benjamin would be very embarrassing.
"Okay then." Paul was a little disappointed, "You will leave tomorrow, right? Come and play with me when you have time~"
Chris nodded and agreed: "Okay."
"If you need any help from me, just ask."
"Speaking of which, there is something true." Chris rubbed his chin and said seriously, "After the rewards of the development order are issued, my territory will expand a lot and I will need a large number of people. I want to recruit from Nebula City.
Some free people may be purchasing serfs, and I hope you can help me connect them."
You can't just hold on to the wool of a city like Mott City. If you want to find a breakthrough elsewhere, Nebula City is a good choice.
"There is no problem with this, but I would like to remind you, don't be too ambitious. You have just participated in the pioneering order for the first time, so it is impossible to upgrade the title to Viscount." Paul said, "The merits required by Viscount are huge, and some barons spend a lot of money.
It took more than ten or twenty years before I could barely accumulate enough merit."
Chris was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Just do your job, and I will send someone to contact you when the time comes."
"Okay, don't forget to breed your dragon blood horse." Paul never forgot about business.
"Don't forget, we have to go back to sleep, bye."
"You?" Paul's eyes glanced back and forth between Chris and Manda, revealing a teasing look.
Manda's eyes widened and she gestured with her fist: "What are you looking at? Are you asking for a beating?"
Now that she has advanced to the fourth level, she will have no problem dealing with Paul who is at the top of the third level.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." Paul held his head and ran away in embarrassment.
"Humph!" Manda directly took Chris' arm and dragged him back to Donald's Earl's Mansion.
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When Paul returned home, he was shocked to find Benjamin waiting for him at the door.
"You're back, did you have fun today?" Benjamin unexpectedly touched the head of the black-maned horse and made a "hush" sound in his mouth.
"I'm so happy. I won the championship in the horse racing today. Chris and the others bet on me and earned 1,600 gold coins." Paul showed a bright smile.
"Oh, really?" Benjamin looked surprised, "Good job."
Paul was a little stunned. Didn't his father always think that horse racing was not a good job? Why did he care about me for the first time today?
"How did you and Mr. Chris meet?" Benjamin looked at his son with eager eyes, "Tell me in detail the process of getting along with him."
Hearing his father call Chris "sir", Paul felt uncomfortable, but he still recounted how he met Chris: "At that time, he was participating in the pioneering order and happened to pass through Nebula City. I saw that his mount was rather strange, so I wanted to spend some time with him.
He paid for it, but he never agreed."
"Later I went to the racecourse and met him at the gate, so I invited him to watch the race with me."
"At that time, he was interested in the championship reward, but he could not participate in the competition without certification from the organizer, so he borrowed my entry card and successfully won the championship."
"After that, I invited him to our restaurant for lunch."
"That night, he came to me again and wanted to sell dragon skins and dragon scales. The price was very low, but he wanted to stay in our library for one night."
Benjamin's eyes flickered slightly: "You agreed?"
"Of course, it's just a look at the magic scroll. We don't lose anything anyway." Paul looked like he was making a lot of money.
Benjamin breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "If he wants something from you, no matter what you do, you must satisfy him as much as possible. Do you understand?"
Paul said: "He really wants my help. He said that after the rewards of the Development Order are given to him, the territory will expand a lot, so he asked me to help recruit free people from Nebula City. You said he is a young man who participated in the Development Order for the first time.
Baby, how can you be promoted?"
"Whatever he wants to do, just help him do it. There's so much nonsense!" Benjamin scolded.
"Yes!" Paul shrank his neck. The strict father of the past was back again.
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Early the next morning, Chris and Yunado finished their breakfast and immediately set off on their way.
Excluding the noble knights of Nebula City, there are still five people left on the road.
At noon, the group came to the Burial Forest.
"Everyone should be careful and be wary of black magicians." Yunado looked around all the time.
I think back then, they experienced a big battle here.
That battle caused Chris a lot of pain, but if it were changed now, that annoying guy could be slapped to death.
In just two months, his progress can be described as rapid.
Therefore, Chris has nothing to fear now and treats it with a normal mind.
They passed by the place where they camped two months ago, where they could still see traces of the original battle.
There are potholes everywhere, and although all the Hericium bodies have been buried, you can still smell the rotten smell in the air.
Speaking of which, black magicians are really disgusting. The fourth-level dark magic warrior that I met in the forest hunted hundreds of knights alone, and then used their bodies to fight monkeys.
The heads are magically spliced together to create a tough monkey-headed man.
This kind of thing can be described as heartless, so it is imperative to destroy the black magician.
After resting for a while in the dark Burial Forest, they continued on their way.
In the evening, the outline of Mote City was visible in the distance. Chris and others hurried on and spent another hour arriving at the gate of the city.
"Chris, come home with me tonight," Yunado said.
Chris shook his head and said: "No, I want to go back to the territory to have a look."
For him, Hope Town is home.
After sending Yunado and the others into the city, Chris rushed towards the territory alone.