"...Of course, if there are craftsmen who are good at engineering in the city, you can also pay attention to it." He thought for a while, but of course he didn't have much hope for this proposal, because all craftsmen who know how to build cities in this era are good at engineering.
Even Brando himself, a master-level figure with a great reputation, doesn't quite believe that a remote place like Fir City would be a place where hermits gather and great men from all walks of life crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
This is not writing a novel, things like Master Belu are just special cases after all.
But in fact, when Brando said this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. What he said is that things like building a fortress, especially a large fortress - to be honest, this is not a game - it takes as much as it takes
The system will directly remove the resources from the warehouse for you, and then place a fortress in the vast forest for you with a 'beep~' sound.
Here, clay and stone will not automatically run to the city wall. Even a brick must be fired from the kiln before being sent to the construction site. The labor force is not just a simple figure. If it is just to rush those people
Together, then these people are nothing more than a black hole consuming huge amounts of food day after day.
How to arrange and coordinate manpower is a very professional skill. Although to put it simply, it is how to let a hundred people work together to exert the power of a hundred people instead of fifty or even fewer people, but it is very difficult to do.
Although Brando has experience in managing a small number of people, once the number rises to thousands to tens of thousands, they are a little helpless.
After all, this is not a war. You must first know what each of these people should do.
He has some of the best candidates in his mind - Buga's craftsman wizard, Roland's mountain dwarf, or Jogendigon's hobgoblin - they are all the best city-building craftsmen in the world of Warnd.
But the best is not necessarily the most suitable. First of all, except for Buga's craftsman wizard, Brando doesn't know where to go to find the mountain dwarves or the hobgoblins.
The country where Roland's mountain dwarves live is further north than St. Osol. The mountains there are covered with snow all year round. In the south of Eruin, this nation is basically invisible. As for
There are quite a few hill dwarves, but the distant relatives of these mountain dwarves are experts at brewing wine, and they basically have nothing to do with building cities.
As for the hobgoblins, there is no need to mention this. The hobgoblins belong to a noble nation in the underground of Qogendigang. They are not only masters of city building, but also one of the nations with the most fighting qualities. They do not have to run into poverty like Tajib.
The surface world comes to suffer.
As for the only craftsman wizards of Buga who could be found, those aloof old men with white beards from the Silver Alliance, Brando didn't expect them to take a fancy to him.
Those guys who have become spirits are not as good as the 'hillbillies' who don't have much knowledge (according to Wizard Buga) when he meets them now. Brando is very suspicious that these people of silver may accidentally say something in a few words.
It is not impossible to guess his identity as a time traveler.
Brando didn't have any extra thoughts for a while. This kind of thing can only be done step by step. Although it is impossible to do anything in a short time, as time goes by and his strength increases, he might be able to find something.
alternative means.
Therefore, he could only add one sentence in the end: "Let go and do it. I believe in your ability."
It was this sentence that made the noble daughter's eyes light up, and she nodded seriously.
But at this time, a young man's voice came from outside: "I seem to hear you calling me, Lord Lord?"
Akane, who was leaning against the black pine not far away, subconsciously turned her head following the sound, and happened to see Charles in black robes walking in from the outside - in fact, this young archmage had not been around since that night.
* After that, he rarely appeared in front of outsiders. He seemed to have plunged into the small room assigned to him in the castle and stopped caring about the world.
Of course, according to Charles' own explanation to Brando, he was getting familiar with the magic - after all, an apprentice turned into a mentor-level wizard overnight, so he needed a buffering time.
Now it seems that this guy is living a pretty good life these days. When Brando saw him, the young wizard's face was relaxed and relaxed - and even a little excited - it seemed that the outside world was indeed better than him.
It's much more interesting in the cemetery.
Even if you stay in a small room all day long, this is no exception.
"Why are you here?" Brando asked, but he immediately saw that Charles did not come alone. There was a young man following behind him.
He did know that young man - he was the only lucky or unfortunate guy left in the group of adventurers he met when he first entered Fir City. Brando still remembered that he was a string magic apprentice.
However, this young man has remained in this group since they killed Grudin, which puzzles him. As far as he knows, this young man and several of his companions are from gentry families, although they are not very powerful.
, but at least she is after the nobles.
With such a background, there is really no need to hang out with these mercenaries and a group of people like them. According to Antitina, their group is called rebels at best, but is actually the king of the mountain at worst.
The robbers are not far behind.
It can only be said that the real bandit group lacks people like him and the noble daughter who understand the rules of the game between nobles.
Charles smiled slightly and walked up to a few people. He bowed respectfully to Brando. A wizard saluted a noble like this. If an outsider saw this, he would probably be frightened. But this young man
The mage still greeted meticulously: "Lord."
In fact, his actions surprised the young people behind him.
The young man who habitually wore a blue-gray robe and had no expression on his face finally showed a strange look and glanced at the master and servant: Although Brando is a gold-level swordsman, Charles is no less.
Jean, a similarly young gold-level wizard, seems to have a much higher status than a mere swordsman.
This is the same even if Brando has a noble status.
Antitina, who was standing next to Brando holding the document, was not surprised. She shook her head and pretended that she had not seen the processing. However, Medissa and Akane did not understand the etiquette of humans in this era, and the other had been in the mercenary group since they were young.
Growing up in middle school, naturally I have no knowledge in this field, but I am much calmer than young people.
"Actually, I'm here to ask for money," Charles replied with a smile, and he scratched his head - you can imagine an archmage scratching his head helplessly. This time even the corner of Akane's eye twitched: "
But first of all, it’s about giving money.”
"Send money?" Brando was stunned.
"Let's talk about asking for money first, because I know that you are always more interested in bad news, sir." Charles immediately replied: "I thought about what you asked me last time, and it should be fine."
Brando reacted immediately.
He had originally intended for this guy to form a council of spellcasters similar to the Tower of Stars and Moon - after all, Ciel was actually the invisible leader of all spellcasters in his territory. If they were to be integrated again,
It is not impossible to look at the various wizard apprentices among the mercenaries.
Although it looks a bit miserable now, the prospects are still very promising; not to say that it can compete with the Silver Alliance in the future, but at least it cannot be inferior to the Black Tower Wizard.
The only trouble is that I don't know if there are any related taboos about Charles' inheritance as a black tower wizard. Brando knows how strict the wizards are in keeping their respective knowledge systems secret. Back then, the black tower wizard came from the Silver Alliance.
When * came out, it almost led to a war.
Of course, this is a digression. Brando only mentioned it at first, but he didn't expect to finally receive a reply today. But let's not mention it for now. Charles's line of "giving money" is really touching.
He was taken aback.
What kind of trick is this guy playing? This was the first thing he thought about.
"Let's talk about the second thing." Brando replied.
But Charles reminded him with a smile on his face: "Lord, have you forgotten the things that I have temporarily stored here?"
"What?" Brando was wondering, but saw Charles taking out a painting from the dimensional bag on his waist——
"Martha, please show me Princess Yao's painting!"
Antitina's eyes widened, the documents in her hands fell to the ground, and she couldn't help but screamed.
She immediately showed a suspicious look: "Isn't this a fake?" She looked at Charles and then at Brando, thinking that judging from the nature of her lord and the mage, it seemed that
It's not impossible.
But Brando shook his head: "This is the real thing." He had already remembered this thing, the stolen goods they took away from the sheep when they were in Lidenburg. Although it was a bit disgraceful to say, but now it seems that - at the time
This decision is truly wise.
An Yao's paintings are extremely popular in the collection market, and it is not impossible to sell them for a sky-high price of several million torr. Although this money is not much, it is enough to meet urgent needs.
However, there is no market for this thing in Fir City. If you want to sell it for a good price, you must find the right place. Brando actually has a goal in mind at this time, which is Eruin's only trading port:
Ampelsel——
He couldn't help but think that he really needed someone to go to Ampelsel to have a look. Not to mention that the Fir Baronies would inevitably establish trade relations with this *** port in the future. Even the intricate power relations there were enough.
Attracting real adventurers to invest in it.
Especially at this time of year, with armies from all walks of life approaching, Brando guessed that Ampelser must be very lively at this moment.
Thinking of this, a confident smile appeared on his face.
