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The champion of this competition is naturally the vassal knight.

The chubby butler personally brought a silver plate. On the light blue linen as the bottom, it was a large silver coin with the width of an egg. The edges were painted with exquisite ornaments, and in the middle was the male lion, Cameron. Avatar.

This representative is the legal currency recognized by the Lion Castle.

It is also a recently minted silver coin.

Those gentlemen and celebrities who participated in the banquet swallowed subconsciously.

Based on the value of these 100 large silver coins alone, it is more than enough to buy hundreds of acres of land in the village near Jianshi Pass, but no one is so stupid.

The land of the Northern Territory is very barren.

After buying hundreds of acres of land, it is estimated that these 100 large silver coins will not be earned in ten years!

The vassal knight accepted the silver plate respectfully and thanked Baron Dylan with respectful face. At the same time, he withdrew in applause and gave it to his most trusted servant to put it back in his room for storage. After all arrangements were made, he returned again. At the dinner, the atmosphere of the whole banquet was very harmonious.

Kant still held a wine glass and chatted with Baron Dylan.

The topic is also the athletic meeting in the afternoon.

"Little Kant, I think you are soaked with cold sweat, which is not a good sign. Although your noble etiquette is really impeccable, but also need to improve your courage."

Baron Dylan taught as an elder.

Kant embarrassedly took the glass and took a sip: "Yes."

"Ha ha ha." Baron Dylan shook his head and laughed at the look of Kant, looked at the guests in front of him, raised his glass and shouted to everyone: "For the arrival of Kant, we wish He has a drink!"

"Congratulations to Baron Kant!"

Throughout the hall of the Lords, celebrities of the gentlemen and those of the vassals raised their glasses.

The drunken sweet breath has begun to spread.

However, although the object of their toast was Kant, all of them looked at Baron Dylan. For them, the actual controller of the Hard Rock Pass was their worthy object of respect.

As for the Baron Kant?

Oh, no kidding!

It was just a pitiful babe who was exiled to the desert of Naron.

The whole lion principality who doesn’t know, the lion grandfather Cameron does not like this son, even all the nobles do not like him, otherwise it will not be almost exiled, and the deserted part of the Naron desert will be sealed to Kant .

North County is already barren and barren enough.

The Jianshi Pass is the most barren and barren region of the Northern County.

But compared to the desert of Nalun.

That is the real barren, civilized forbidden area, and the terrible area that can be described by all harsh environments.

An area where even the fugitives are unwilling to set foot.

I would rather be caught and killed than enter the Naron desert.

Because living in the desert of Nalun is comparable to the biggest torture in prison!

The Principality of the Lions once promulgated a law in the chaotic political situation a hundred years ago, that is, to give criminals who committed crimes of treason and princely death a blunt kitchen knife, a water bag, and a piece of bread, and then let The men led the team to the desert of Nalun and threw the prisoner deep in the desert.

This law effectively deterred the chaotic political situation at that time and has continued to the present.

This shows the horror of the Nalun Desert.

………………

The dinner ended as it arrived late at night.

The drunken gentlemen and celebrities still maintain good manners and thank Baron Dylan.

Then the dinner was dissolved.

With the help of their respective servants, they returned to their homes in a carriage.

Many people's homes are close to the official residence.

There are also many people from more than a dozen villages outside Jianshi Pass.

Even the vassal knights left in the end. They drank a lot tonight. They were also drunk with satisfaction. After all, for these people, the competition and the rich dinner were very exciting.

"Uncle Dylan, then I will go to bed first."

Kant said with excitement on his face, very grateful: "This is a beautiful day."

"Just like you are happy, Kant." Baron Dylan laughed, patting his shoulder, with a bright red smile on his red face: "I will not forget your help, we are the most Good friends are also the best relatives. No one can break us!"

"Yes, no one!" Kant nodded firmly.

The two are separated.

Kant returned to his room. After drinking a lot of wine, he quickly fell asleep.

Manid and the ten Salander riders who followed followed also fell asleep in their respective rooms.

Calm was restored throughout the mansion.

But Baron Dylan appeared in his parlor, and the two vassal knights were there too. The original drunkenness on his face was gone, and even the redness on his face disappeared.

It looks like drunk wine has not touched.

But the three didn't care about this little thing.

"How is it." Baron Dylan turned to look at the vassal knight, his face suppressed: "That Retsey turned out to be a big knight, do you feel anything."

"He has just become a big knight." said the vassal knight.

"Of course." Baron Dylan sneered: "It looks less than half a year." Squinting slightly, his face was very embarrassed: "This guy was still respectful to me half a year ago, and now he has become a big knight and dare not to me Li, if there is no sign of Viscount Wayne's old thing behind, I absolutely don't believe it!"

"It's also a coincidence that he appeared at the athletic conference." Another vassal cavalier said: "They have dark lines."

"Let the mouse handle it." Baron Dylan waved his hand. "They know what to do. I don't want to let these mice eat and drink. They are useless. Now that I have the inside line, I will search them out."

"Understood." The vassal knight nodded.

He is in charge of the spy spy organization, the mouse.

"Our plan is going to be accelerated."

Baron Dylan opened the door and asked the two vassal knights: "I asked you to arrange someone to go to South County to find some mercenaries. Have you got any reply?"

"Yes." The vassal knight nodded.

"How is it?" Baron Dylan asked.

"There are 500 elite mercenaries who are willing to accept our recruitment at the cost of 30 large silver coins per month. If you fight with the enemy, you will need an additional 20 large silver coins every month during the war and the silver coins you must have every month. Reward." The vassal knight answered.

"500 people." Baron Dylan automatically omitted the so-called elite ranking and nodded. "30 big silver coins per month, I accept this."

"There are also 500 thieves willing to surrender, and only need 10 big silver coins every month."

The vassal knight shrugged: "I think it's useless for us. We don't have any rivers. Mainly, I think that these were hunted down by the lion's heart city cruiser on the Restiston River. I just wanted to come to our shelter and wait for the wind to pass. They will definitely continue to return to the Ristniston River and will not obey our orders at all."

"Then let them go." Baron Dylan sneered.

"Yes." The vassal nodded.

But Baron Dylan frowned and asked in a condensed voice: "Is there no other mercenary willing to accept our long-term employment? This is not in line with the greedy ghosts who see money!"

"You know." The vassal cavalier smiled bitterly: "The famous mercenary regiments of the Principality of the Lions are actually the power of various nobles. If we are really hired, the future will not necessarily be targeted by which nobility. In the end, after all, our current salt trade has already attracted the attention of Wayne, Viscount of North County."

"The old dog!" Baron Dylan thought of the old thing, and his anger rose a little.

He patted the table heavily. He stood up with his hands on his back and walked back and forth in the conference room. He seemed to think of something. He turned his head to the vassal knight who was in charge of this matter: "Yes, the nervous Countess Aisha in East County. Can the mercenary group be found there?"

"No," the vassal knight replied helplessly.

"Why?" Baron Dylan frowned.

"Countess Aisha’s East County leader is still blocked, especially recently with the Silver Plate Kingdom on the other side of the River Resiston. It is said to have conflicted with each other on the river~lightnovelpub.net~ The lord who belonged to Nazburg’s war started, and our forces could not penetrate.” The vassal knight shook his head.

"Huh, it wasn't the battle ten years ago." Baron Dylan sneered, not surprisingly: "If it wasn't Grand Duke Cameron who had cut the Nazer Fort, the Countess, to the Silver Plate Kingdom, their relationship with brothers and sisters It can't be so stiff."

This kind of thing is not a secret, he is the title obtained in the war between the Principality of the Lion and the Kingdom of the Silver Plate.

It has nothing to do with him now.

Frowning frowning, Baron Dylan instructed: "These are secondary, go look elsewhere, contact them, as long as we can introduce qualified mercenaries to us, I can give them agency fees, the higher the quality of the introduction, The more the quantity, the higher the intermediary fee. Settlement with big silver coins is not capped!"

"Understood!" The vassal nodded.

The other vassal knight asked, "Master, what about Baron Kant?"

"Don't act rashly," Baron Dylan said.

With a little dignity in his face, he slowly said: "The power of Princess Sofia is still lurking, and now it is only showing up. 16 years is not enough for them to be wiped out. The Silver Plate Kingdom won that battle 10 years ago. It is estimated that it is the result of the secret son left by Princess Sofia. Now Kant is still developing rapidly, and it is estimated that they have their support. We only need to wait slowly and then connect with them."

"But... we were abandoned by them." The vassal knight hesitated.

"Give up? Huh!" Baron Dylan sneered: "No, now we are close to the Lord of Kant, holding the stone pass of the lion's principality and the only passage of the Naron desert. How could they give up and come back to find us !"

With a dangerous look in his eyes: "I will make a big stroke this time!"