The four seasons change violently in the Black Forest. However, in the Fir Barony, the severe winter of the Year of the Sword has just passed, and the temperature has not yet shown signs of warming up. There were two heavy snowfalls around the time of the Sleeping Moon, but it seemed to have been a vague foreshadowing.
The first good harvest in this territory. The street is still cold and windy, and there are few pedestrians, but it is a different scene in the only bar in the city. The stove reflects the warmth of the hall. It has been near the fir collar since the end of summer.
Wandering adventurers are gathering here now, waiting for the ice and snow in the forest to melt.
It's just that every adventurer who enters this hotel, in addition to taking off his snow-covered cloak, after observing the entire hall, without exception, will take off his hat and look at a little man sitting in the corner of the hall from a distance.
Pay tribute to the girl. The little girl has a high forehead, as smooth as jade, which shines under the firelight. Her eyes are also big, and she looks a little smart. There is a light of curiosity about the people and things around her. She is wearing a beautiful long dress.
Although she is not very old, her skirt has begun to develop bulging under her breasts - the skirt is tied at the waist, which perfectly sets off the lady's slender figure - but it is full of the aristocratic girl's figure.
The elegant skirt didn't match her, and instead looked a bit tacky, as if she was wearing clothes stolen from somewhere.
"Sister, this is the deerskin you want. The forest has completely frozen. It took us a lot of effort to track down a herd of deer. Hato also suffered some frostbite. You can't pay too much.
Too stingy--" Several people obviously dressed as hunters stood in front of her to negotiate. The leader was obviously a mountain man from a nearby area, wearing a thick leather coat and carrying a long bow.
"Oh, has Hatto been frostbitten? Then he is really unlucky," Roman blinked and asked curiously: "Are there no deer in the forest anymore?"
"It's not because of the trouble caused by those ghostly cavemen that scared the animals into hiding."
"Hey, I heard that the cavemen stopped before the snow started."
"Then...it has something to do with it anyway."
"I'm going to make a coat for Brando with these deer skins. Can I pay you two hundred silver coins?" Roman stretched out his finger to carefully poke the deer skin, raised his head and asked.
"Of course we are also happy to help the lord make a coat. In this way, the lord will definitely like you more, eldest sister." The person who spoke had a look on his face that clearly did not believe that the eldest lady in front of him could make a coat.
He had a look on his face, but he still complimented: "But this is a little too little, eldest sister, Hatto is suffering from frostbite."
"But this is obviously the deerskin from last year. You can see that some places on it are eaten by insects." Miss Shang *** turned over the deerskin with an innocent look on her face.
"Ah——?" The 'big businessman' poked these guys into silence. The adventurers immediately looked embarrassed and coughed: "The year is not that important. Besides, we are really going there."
When we passed through the forest, Hatto was really frostbitten."
"So, these deerskins are not worth so much money, as you know. The remaining money is for Hatto's medical expenses. Don't just turn around and use it to lose to that gambler Mano. I will
But we need to send someone to visit Hatto." She glared at them: "If he doesn't receive the money, I will send cavemen to eat you."
After being scolded, several hunters honestly collected the money and left. Although they did not trick the eldest lady, there was not much dissatisfaction on their faces, as if they were used to such bargaining. Roman was uneasy.
She touched the round leather shoes under the hem of her long skirt occasionally, and her big eyes rolled around as if they had never stopped. She looked around, holding a cup of steaming barley beer as if she was still waiting for someone.
Throughout the winter, this lady who calls herself a big businessman has been sitting in this position, working here or winning people's hearts. However, it is not unreasonable for her to be respected here, not just because she is the lord's fiancée, or
She is in charge of half of the wealth in the territory and is regarded by everyone as a God of Wealth. It is because she is a kind person and will never use her status to pressure others. She is even willing to argue with adventurers all afternoon for the price difference of a few coppers.
But it is precisely because of this that people will not feel the gap in status - the lives of adventurers are not actually rich, and money is a very important thing. In fact, they do not look down on those who squander money casually. And in
Among all Brando's partners and staff, only Roman and Freya can understand this.
Freya is because of her background, but Roman instinctively likes those shiny little things. Over the winter, she has interacted with many adventurers in Fir City and has become one of them, although this connection is not close.
, but it was enough for Roman to find out a lot of information that he didn't know originally.
At this time, the door of the bar was pushed open again, and there was a moment of silence. The little silver elf princess Medissa stood in the snow. She was wearing a plain silver fur shawl, covering her mouth with her hands and taking a breath.
She looked nervously at the hall with so many people. Human beings seemed a little strange to her. The elves were not willing to have so many people gathering together. The elves' definition of friends valued more of a spiritual attachment. Due to time
For a long time, this kind of emotion seems a bit indifferent to humans.
But this is not the first time she has come here. She is here to convey a message to the lord's attendant mage Charles. As soon as other people in the bar saw the little silver elf princess, they made a tacit understanding to get out of the way.
, I remember the first time someone teased her, which almost made this little girl with pointed ears turn red.
As a result, the rumor that 'the lord loves a shy second fiancée' spread like that. When thinking of this matter, Medissa couldn't help but glare at Roman.
"Medissa, do you want ale?"
"don't want!"
"Where's the fruit wine?"
"don't want!"
"How about I warm up a cup of mead?"
"don't want!"
Medissa knew that Roman didn't even drink. She was holding a glass of hot ale simply because it was warm. Moreover, this guy was so stingy that he never wanted to change a glass. He would reheat it when it got cold. If possible, she
It will definitely continue the next day. But it is such a stingy guy who may be able to arrange all the expenses and income in the territory in an orderly manner. Anyway, Medissa herself saw the piles of things that were meaningless to her.
Gold and silver currencies give me a headache.
The territory gradually got back on track. Coins from the silver mines were continuously delivered to Roman. The merchant lady then distributed the money to the refugees. Of course, this was not a charity event, but a charity event.
The result is that for the first time in nearly half a century, fir territory has opened up a lot of wasteland in the forest north of the Gris River. The seeds of winter wheat have been sown and are sleeping under the snow. When the ice and snow melt, they will be ready at any time.
Breaking out of the ground.
Charles and the master craftsmen are discussing accepting more war refugees from the north. The road construction project in the Black Forest is slowly progressing. The population of the Fir Territory is not large, even if the relocation of Grisport and Minsiburg is included.
The residents are far from enough to meet the needs. Not to mention that the White Lion Army's soldiers are not available, even the workers of the rune dwarf Oldham who built the city are completely unable to spare any money.
Food is the basis of this plan, but the maturity and calmness shown by the merchant lady in this matter exceeded everyone's best expectations - as Charles said, she seems to have a natural talent in commodity farming.
Sparkling, this is an innate leadership style that allows her to arrange everything calmly and orderly.
The grain from Amperesel has been shipped here, but Roman did not distribute it directly. Instead, he handed it over to the merchants, and in this way recovered the money that had been distributed before. So I don’t know how many years later, the grain collection
The city was re-established in Fir City in the late winter of this year - ever since the short-sighted Grudin took it all into his own hands.
Roman has begun to consider relaxing the compensation for the next recruitment. Brando needs more people, and she wants to create such a situation. The food problem is not a problem at all in her opinion, as long as the gold in the fir collar is shining, then Ampere
Merchants from Seer will swarm in like sharks that smell blood. In fact, they are already here. The first merchant fleet is not large, but the food and daily necessities transported are being unloaded at Gris Port.
.It doesn’t matter, there will be more and more.
Gold attracts not only merchants, but also refugees from other territories. The delicious taste of freely circulating currency is sweeter than cake. This is what my aunt said, and the merchant lady is very sure.
She put away the report that Metissa had handed over to Charles, widened her eyes and asked, "Where's Brando, Metissa?"
"Lord, he hasn't come back yet."
"Then I want to talk to him."
"No." Medisa immediately refused. This was not the first time that Roman had used her as a microphone. She immediately explained: "Since the Lord entered the Ring of Trade Winds, the contact between me and him seems to have been cut off.
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"Ah -" Roman let out a long, disappointed sigh: "Does that guy Charles have anything else to do?"
"Well, he just wants to ask you what your plans are for spending so much money on hiring adventurers to complete some weird tasks." The little silver elf princess glanced at the pile of deer skins on the table and couldn't help it.
I have a little doubt whether this guy is just doing it for fun. But this thought is just a flash of the temperament of this businesswoman. As the elf princess Medisa has a very weak concept of property, if
If Akane or the more serious Freya were here, they would probably stare at this young lady with suspicion.
"Ah, Roman was just about to say this," the businesswoman said with a surprised look: "There are no deer in the forest anymore. Do you know why, Medissa?"
As an elven royal who came from before the era of the Saint's War, was trained as a Silver Elf commander, and has rich war experience, Medissa's face became serious when she heard Roman's words.
Animals in the forest will not disappear for no reason.
This only meant one thing, the other party had already begun to take action. She couldn't help but look at Roman, and realized that the other party was trying to get information, "You know something else, Roman."
"Many adventurers have mentioned that the undead activities nearby have become more frequent recently. I think it should be the arrival of those bad guys from Butch. Brando said that they are nearby, right?"
