"You still have to be careful on the battlefield and don't be reckless." Velin couldn't help but remind him.
"I will calm down in the future." Brian said with a bitter smile, "Million-level War is cruel, even Second-line Battlefield is not that easy to fight."
"Battle Merit is not easy to get. I encountered frequent attacks during my trip. Although I was able to deal with it, I also suffered many casualties."
"This is the cruelty of war. No matter what you do, there are risks." Brian deeply agrees. In the future, recklessness will also depend on the occasion. The opinions of Adrian will definitely be the mainstay in future wars. He does not want to walk on the edge of life and death again.
"Lord Velin, do you still have this Magic Potion?"
At this time, Adrian interrupted the communication between the two and asked suddenly.
Kyle saw his own Lord nodding and reported to everyone, "This time I brought fifty bottles of Ice Blue Magic Potion. Thirteen bottles were consumed on the road. One bottle was given to Master Brian. There are thirty bottles left."
"Velin, Ice Blue Magic Potion. How many bottles of Gold Coin? I want to buy twenty bottles."
Brian has a deep understanding of the effect of Magic Potion.
The therapeutic effect is also similar to that of Diluted Life Potion. The most important thing is that the pain in the body is more than three to five times less than before. It is definitely a very cost-effective Magic Potion.
"Two Gold Coin and one bottle." Velin said without hesitation.
"Really? Don't lie to me." Brian looked at Velin hesitantly, his tone a little uncertain.
"I didn't lie to you, I supplied three Gold Coin bottles to the South Kuhl Merchant Guild."
Velin smiled and said nonchalantly.
"Velin, I want to know how much stock you have of Magic Potion."
"There are still about two thousand bottles left."
After hearing this, Brian hesitated. "Velin, I hope you can sell me two hundred bottles."
"No problem, cousin, I will leave you twenty bottles this time, and I will deliver the remaining one hundred and eighty bottles during the next transportation." Velin thought for a while and then agreed.
"Go and get Gold Coin." Brian then ordered Adrian beside him.
"Cousin, two Gold Coin and one bottle, there is no need to take so much." Velin hurriedly spoke to stop him.
"Although I am reckless, I know the value of this kind of thing. Although it is less effective than Diluted Holy Water of Life, its analgesic effect is definitely not what Diluted Life Potion has. Speaking of which, I still made a profit."
Not long after, Adrian took out one hundred Gold Coin's Gold Note and handed it to Velin.
"Lord Velin, this kind of Magic Potion is valuable. The church's price for Diluted Holy Water of Life is five Gold Coin per bottle. I suggest you sell it to outsiders at ten Gold Coin or fifteen Gold Coin per bottle."
"Thank you for your advice, Adrian."
Velin nodded and agreed with Adrian's suggestion.
If the price of Diluted Holy Water of Life is lower than that of Church of Life or the price is the same, it will compete with the church for business. Although it is only partial business, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction on the part of the church.
However, the price is one to two times higher than that of the church, which can screen customers and not touch the church's interests in the underlying market.
"How are uncle and the others?" Velin raised his head and asked Brian.
"They are fine, but the troop losses are a bit high. Uncle Olcott's troop suffered a 10% battle loss, and Edgar's troop suffered a 15% battle loss."
"So strict." Velin expressed surprise at this.
"This is pretty good. Some Noble Army have battle damage rates as high as 25%."
"How long are you going to fight? At this rate, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to train your troops and your troops will be wasted."
"According to the news received by Corps Commander Viscount Sigro, the main force of the Corps is advancing smoothly. In about half a year, the first phase of military objectives will be completed. At that time, Baxia Great Camp should be returned."
"It seems that the goal is very clear. First, knock down the opponent's arrogance, and then Train Troops, but it is a little cruel to the troops participating in the first phase." Velin was silent for a while, and then said.
Brian looked at it with open eyes and did not feel angry. "Someone always has to do this kind of thing, but we are just on the border. But then again, the more brutal the war, the more Battle Merit you get."
"That's true. If you think about it from another perspective, the nobles from the mainland provinces might even envy you." Velin nodded in approval.
"By the way, cousin, how many Battle Merit do you have now?"
Thinking of this, Velin has some strange questions.
"There are a little more than you, there are three Battle Merit, and there is still a long way to go from Viscount." Brian replied with a smile.
"It's really far away. Let's see who among us is Viscount first."
"Tuo, let's compare."
Brian made a fist with his hand and stretched it out in front of Velin.
Seeing this, Velin made a fist with his hand, palm facing down, and bumped into Brian, forming an informal bet.
"It's getting late. I want to see my two cousins over there. Cousin, you are recovering from your injuries and won't go to the battlefield soon." Velin stood up and said goodbye to Brian.
"I understand. When you return, be careful. Although there are no more Silver-tier monsters behind you, there are still many difficult ones Monster Clan."
"I remember."
After Velin left, Brian lay on the bed and said to himself: Guardian Knight Adrian: "I have a hunch that my cousin will definitely become Viscount within ten years."
"Liege Lord, then you still made this informal bet with Lord Velin."
"Hahaha, you don't understand this. There is a point in putting some pressure on my cousin."
"But, I don't think you can put pressure on Lord Velin?" Adrian replied seriously.
"Um, why is that?"
Brian is puzzled.
"When you were communicating with Lord Velin just now, I observed that the young man next to him has Silver Knight's strength, and he is not one of the fourteen Guardian Knights of Lord Velin. This means that this young man was trained by Lord Velin from scratch."
"Is that outrageous?"
Brian looked at Adrian, his eyes full of shock.
"It's so outrageous." Adrian nodded heavily and confirmed again.
"Well, actually I had a bit of fighting spirit just now. Now I decide to be a witness and lie down and watch how Velin rises." Brian collapsed on the bed again, without any image.
Seeing this, Adrian covered Brian with a quilt and left the camp.
In this case, I want him to choose to abide by Lord's decision. After all, he has no choice. What if he doesn't?
On the other side, after Velin visited Olcott and Edgar respectively, he placed an order for six hundred bottles of Ice Blue Magic Potion with them.
In the early morning of the third day, Thirteenth Transport Battalion began to return to Baxia Great Camp.