Hearing Leon's words, Li Yifei let out a disdainful laugh.
What were ten crates of good wine? Anything money could buy was no big deal.
"What are ten crates? I'll give you twenty. Don't let people think we can't afford to drink." With a sweep of his hand, Li Yifei radiated boundless swagger.
Leon smacked his lips. Overly rich people might inspire envy, jealousy, and hatred, but having one as a friend was pretty wonderful!
He leaned close to Li Yifei's ear and whispered, "Since your family has given you both a title and a fief, this will be easy.
Listen to me. Carve out several Knight Fiefs from your territory, apply to the duke, and then you can recruit a few knights."
That was it?
Li Yifei felt like he had been duped. His family could train as many knights as they wanted.
Seeing his expression as though he had been swindled, Leon was the one looking down on him this time. "Kid, don't mistake kindness for nonsense. Without my advice, you'd take at least another ten years of detours.
Do you think knights recruited with noble titles are the same as the useless lot your family has?
You've met Count Simon, right?"
Li Yifei perked up and straightened his back. "A Six-Winged Power Angel knight? I can recruit one?"
He had witnessed the might of a Six-Winged Power Angel before. They were practically walking natural disasters. Even on the scale of the stars, they could roam unimpeded.
It could be said that as long as they were not caught by a large fleet, Six-Winged Power Angels could go wherever they pleased.
Leon looked at him as if he were an idiot. "What kind of fantasy are you having? If there really were an unaffiliated Six-Winged Power Angel knight,