This is not Sambor's random imagination, it's actually Lux's problem that is somewhat personal.
Apart from cleaning up the Hunter Guild, Sambol couldn't think of any reason to "thoroughly investigate Forsbarrow and even the Demacia fur trade."
In his understanding, the production and trade of furs is a very unstable matter. Since Count Laxana will not collect taxes in Forsbarrow in the short term, he also plans to build a new building in Forsbarrow.
With water conservancy and road opening, when taxes begin to be collected, the scale and situation of Forsbarrow's fur trade will naturally be completely different now.
Even if you want to study how to collect taxes on the fur trade, you have to at least wait until the roads are repaired and the trade scale stabilizes, right?
Now that you’re asking this… it’s really pointless!
In Sambol's eyes, Count Laxana would never do anything meaningless!
So, after thinking about it, it seems that the only reason why she cares about the fur trade is the uncooperative Hunter Guild.
There are only a few major industry guilds in Forsbarrow. The Chamber of Commerce, the Mining Association and the Herb Collectors Guild have all made it clear that they want to follow the Earl's lead. The Hunters Guild's unruly attitude is naturally a bit disgusting.
Therefore, under this situation, there seems to be no problem for Count Laxana to find an opportunity to clean up the Hunter Guild.
After this time of martial law in the North, Sambor saw clearly that the relationship between the Hunter Guild and the Third Northern Army in the past was now completely unreliable.
When Forsbarrow was under martial law, the Hunters' Guild would organize militia to help Jianbi clear the wilderness or mobilize supplies to cooperate with the Third Army's operations.
But now that Count Laxana has arrived, this time the martial law is on a larger scale. During the entire process, the Hunter Guild has been "executed" and can no longer participate in the organization.
Although Sambor didn't understand what class was, he could clearly find that even the Third Legion, which was once relatively close to the Hunter Guild, no longer contacted the Hunter Guild much after Count Laxana arrived.
Not familiar, really unfamiliar.
Under such circumstances, it would be a lie for Sambor to say that he doesn't have any sympathy in his heart.
And now, Count Laxana found him again, took out a list, and began to ask questions related to the fur trade in detail. Why didn't this make Sambor think of drawing money from the bottom of the cauldron?
Count Laxana is truly wealthy. The caravan she brought to Forsbarrow bought a lot of goods back. If she really plans to do something about the fur trade, then I am afraid that the Hunter Guild will really
will be hit!
No, it can't be like this. Although the old Orion is a bad-tempered and stubborn person, the situation in Forsbarrow has been stable for so many years, and he has contributed a lot... The Hunters Guild has many members, and it has really cut off the fur trade channel. Forsbarrow
Something big will happen!
The North is not a great capital!
Thinking of this, Sambol began to organize his words and tried to give some circumstantial suggestions.
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Lux obviously had no idea what Sambor was thinking.
She came here simply to learn about the fur trade in Forsbarrow, and to see if she could estimate the impact that the furs from the north would have on the local area after the Freljord trade expanded.
Unfortunately, Sambor could not answer all the questions, which made Lux unable to make her own judgment for a while.
Then, just as Lux was trying to dismantle the problem and get his own answer from other aspects, Sambol started to make insinuations of his own.
He intentionally or unintentionally mentioned issues about the Hunter Guild such as "The output of Forsbarrow's fur is unstable", "Many hunters even take their lives while hunting", "There are a lot of Forsbarrow hunters", etc., which made Lux endure it.
He couldn't help but blink his eyes.
She knows this!
The scale of the Hunter's Guild's industry was already clear to Lux during previous investigations - in Forsbarrow, which is difficult to farm, hunting is a way of life for quite a few people.
Why are you suddenly talking to me about hunters now?
"The interests of hunters are what Forsbarrow focuses on." Although she didn't know why Sambor went off topic, Lux began to say, "Increasing the income of hunters or allowing hunters to engage in safer jobs would
This is a problem that I, the lord, need to deal with - there is another question, how are the qualities of different furs in Forsbarrow usually classified? Is this classification method common throughout Demacia?"
Sambor is a bit confused.
He felt that Count Laxana seemed to understand what he meant, but he didn't seem to understand it; and he seemed to have understood what the count meant, but he didn't seem to fully understand it.
Although this is a private occasion, Count Laxana has just made it clear that she hopes to increase the income of hunters and make their jobs safer. Does this mean that she is not targeting all hunters, but only the hunter guild?
Then she asked herself about the quality of the fur. Could this be a pun, referring to the division of members in the Hunter Guild?
Sambol, who really couldn't figure it out, could only "play dumb" in the end, and really answered Lux in detail based on the fur trade.
Finally, after Lux had asked all the questions she had prepared and had a clearer, but not detailed, understanding of Forsbarrow's fur trade, she stood up to say goodbye and temporarily left the Chamber of Commerce.
The sweaty Sambor picked up the cup and drank a large glass of water before standing up suddenly.
No, we still need to talk to the old hunter.
Even if you are an old and stubborn donkey, now is not the time to confront the Earl - after all, she is the lord of Forsbarrow. If you confront her at this time, you will only cause trouble for yourself!
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Sambor hurried to the Hunters Guild, but did not see the guild president here.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! According to the left-behind hunters, their president "took a group of good men to the Dragon's Back Mountains to set traps."
Set up a trap?
When the whole city is under martial law, use a hammer trap!
Is this old stubborn donkey leading someone to grab his tongue?
After all, in the past, whenever martial law was enforced in the north, the Hunters Guild's experts would lurk into the Dragon's Back Mountains to capture the lone Freljord barbarians - it was precisely for this reason that they and the Third
The three armies are closely related!
Realizing this, Sambor became even more angry.
Okay, now I even have a reason to deal with you - when the whole city was under martial law, you took people to the Dragon's Back Mountains in the north. Even if you knew that you were just trying to catch your tongue, if your Excellency, the earl, did it for this reason
Punishing you is totally justified!
Thinking of this, his entire face became serious.
"This is sheer nonsense!" Sambor said in a bad tone, "Now the whole city is under martial law, and all strongholds must be fortified and clear of the fields. They are ready to stand ready. Yet your president still leads people out of the city? Do you really think that the martial law is just a decoration?"
"But haven't we always been like this?" The hunter who was suddenly sprayed with saliva looked confused. "The Third Legion cannot afford to raise dragon and bird knights. They usually have to test our falcon's detection information, although the falcon can't stand it.
The wind and snow in the Freljord can't pass through the Dragon's Back Mountains, but we were the first to issue warnings for the previous barbarian attacks, right?"
"But it's different this time!" Sambor couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, "Now that Forsbarrow has a lord, it should be Count Laxana who cooperates with the defense of the Third Army, not the Hunter Guild—
—You said you were out on guard, but have you received formal orders from the Third Army?"
"I got it." The other party obviously didn't understand what Sambol was worried about. "It's the same militia commission order as before, except that in addition to the general of the Third Army, the person who signed it is also the Count..."
"Wasn't he acting rashly without receiving an order? Wait, was he ordered to go out for reconnaissance?" Sambor was also confused, "And it was signed by the general and the earl?"
"That's right." The hunter who answered the question was very aggrieved. "The content is the same as before, except that there is an extra space in the signature column. After getting the order, the boss took away all the experts who are good at taming falcons.
He hasn’t come back yet.”
When Sambor heard this, he couldn't help but press his temples.
It seems that things are somewhat different from your understanding?
Could it be said that His Excellency the Earl has no intention of targeting the Hunter Guild?
Or is this just a superficial effort, and the overall situation is more important when there is a possible war in the north?
At this moment, Sambor thought of a lot, but after much thought, there was no definite result - are the Earl's endless questions really just to understand the fur trade?
Are you too nervous?
However, it is clear that His Excellency the Earl is a person who makes plans later. Before becoming the Lord of Forsbarrow, she disguised herself as a servant and personally inspected here. Now asking herself about the fur trade, it is definitely impossible.
No purpose, right?
Sambol shook his head, temporarily suppressed the confusion in his heart, and left the Hunters Guild - after thinking about it again and again, he finally planned to ask Granny Nadine.
Presumably she will see it more clearly than herself, right?
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In the evening of that day, Sambol took the initiative to visit the herb collectors' guild and asked to see Granny Nadine.
Then, here he was surprised to find that Granny Nadine was already receiving guests.
"You came just in time, Sambor." After being brought to the living room, Granny Nadine waved to him, "Come here, let me introduce you, this is Aring, you can call her Grandma Ling.
"
Sambol blinked. Although he didn't know the identity of this Grandma Ling, he still bowed respectfully and saluted, saying "Grandma Ling".
"Is he the president of the Forsbarrow Chamber of Commerce?" Grandma Ling looked at Sambol with a smile, with a kind look, "He looks like a real child..."
"You know what Fosbairo looks like. Who would want to stay here if he wasn't a real child?" Granny Nadine looked proud, "It's bitterly cold in the north, but we must unite after all.
Only by being consistent can we live a better life.”
"Yes, we must unite as one and unite all the people of Forsbarrow." Grandma Ling nodded, with a look of deep understanding on her face, "Just so you are the president of the Chamber of Commerce, so I will ask you.
——If, I mean if, Fosbairo gets a lot more furs and a lot more special ores, what will happen to Fosbairo in your position as the president of the Chamber of Commerce?"
There are a lot more special ores, a lot more... furs?
Why is it fur again?
Sambol's expression was subtle. He first briefly speculated on the issue of ore, and then combined his previous answers to Lux's questions about furs.
Since he had just answered it once, Sambol's response this time was very smooth, and it almost didn't look like an impromptu answer. After hearing this, Grandma Ling looked at Granny Nadine next to her with a somewhat subtle expression.
"Don't look at me like that, Aling." Although we haven't seen each other for many years, Granny Nadine obviously understood what Granny Ling meant, "I didn't reveal any information. If you hadn't come today, I wouldn't have known about the Lord.
What courage... To be honest, I believed you for your sake when you praised her and the little girl named Ino before, but until today...it's a bit interesting."
"That's quite interesting." Grandma Ling heard this and blinked, "So, Sambor, who asked you about the fur trade?"
"...This morning, Your Excellency the Lord came to the Chamber of Commerce." Sambor hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to use euphemism, "He asked me some professional matters."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hahaha, I knew it!" Grandma Ling said as if it was true, "make a decision before you act, and make a decision before you act. When she was in Xiongdu before, she
That's it, very skillful - how about it, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
"So, next spring, is it really possible to launch trade with the Freljord people?" Grandma Nadine finally became serious, "Are you sure that Avarosa is indeed a trustworthy tribe?"
"It should be credible." Grandma Ling also pursed her lips, "Besides, didn't I tell you that Enoch took someone to find out the news? Even if I am old and blind and will be deceived, Enoch won't be, right?"
"If you are old enough to be deceived, that little girl named Ino might also be fooled!" Although Granny Nadine's tone once again contained a hint of joking, her expression remained serious.
"Besides, we all know the situation in the north. If you can go north, can she too?"
"She took over my responsibility, so of course it's okay." Grandma Ling looked determined, "Besides, that team is not simple. All of them have a common identity!"
"A common identity?" Grandma Nadine finally narrowed her eyes, "Okay, Aling, are you setting the stage for me in advance? If you accept the Freljord trade, you have to accept the identities of those people?"
"Your Excellency, Lord, is indeed sincere this time." Grandma Ling did not answer directly this time. "When spring blooms, everyone sees the newly dug lakes, new trade goods and routes, and naturally understands everything. I will tell you in advance now.
It's not to pave the way, but to reveal the secret!"
"You are really, as always, eloquent!"
“Each other!”
Seeing two men over seventy years old complimenting each other and serving carefully, Sambol was even more puzzled.
He understands the need to trade with the Freljordians.
But the foreshadowing in Grandma Ling's words...what is that?
