Chapter 141 138. Father and son talk freely
The first meal Landen had when he returned to Rothe Territory from Bristle-Wolf City was with his father and eldest brother in the castle. All the close friends attended the dinner.
The subordinates at the dinner table frequently raised glasses to pay tribute to their kind and wise lord. Only Hark·Gallop looked at Landen with more unspoken meaning.
After the meal, Landen found his father Hark and invited him to the lord's room in the castle for a heart-to-heart talk.
This room has actually been Hark's bedroom in the past two weeks. Hark has also seen Rothe Territory Viscount here several times before. Now he has stayed for another two weeks, but Hark knows in his heart that the owner of this house is Landen, and he is just a guest.
"Father, I have to explain something to you." Landen made it clear as soon as he came up.
"Well" Hark looked at his son and frowned.
"I want to train Wendy and the others to become Archmage." Landen's words were calm, as if they should be.
"You... what did you say?" Hark always thought that Landen planned to monopolize a few people, but never thought that Landen wanted to protect a few girls to be promoted to High-Rank.
"Wendy and their qualifications are very good. More than one person told me that they are born High-Rank." With Great Fairy's confirmation, Landen is now more certain.
"Landen, do you know what you are saying? It's because they have good foundations that they should be caught as soon as they Low-Rank. When they are all High-Rank, who will care about you Border Viscount?" Today's Hark will not underestimate Landen like he did half a year ago, but he knows very well that Landen's level potential is at most Senior Knight.
"Father, I have no choice. I must be promoted to High-Rank, otherwise I won't be able to keep either Night-Kirin City or Rothe Territory."
"Lan..." Hark was once again shocked by his son's serious rhetoric,
"If we can't win Night-Kirin City, we can't eat at Mana-Wielder with hundreds of numbers now. If we win Night-Kirin City, I won't be promoted to High-Rank. All I do is make wedding dresses for others." Landen said while recalling various experiences at Royal Capital.
"Let me tell you the truth, now White Owl Family, Blue Dragon Family, Bristle-Wolf House, Lanyuan House are all looking at me like meat in a bowl."
"You are here Royal Capital..." Hark looked at Landen with some distress, "What do they want you to do?"
"Let me meet more girls from their family." At this moment, Landen was thinking about the ladies behind Richie, "I'm really afraid that I'll be single for too long."
"I think you are overthinking it. It is normal for nobles to marry each other." Hark couldn't keep up with Landen's thinking.
"But what about after the marriage?" Landen asked, "You are so weak Knight, do you want to send you a Senior Knight?"
"Um" Hark gradually understood the key issue of Landen. The territory is large and the level is low. This is the situation where ordinary people are not guilty and those who possess the treasure are guilty.
"So, instead of thinking about how to get girls now, it's better to train them now and let them become High-Rank." Landen continued to instill his ideas into his father. "I know that my current resources cannot attract Archmage at all. Even if I can settle down with Night-Kirin City, the resources will not be greatly improved, but I can't act blindly or not move because I am not strong enough now."
Although Landen is really afraid that girls will run away if they become High-Rank, but as a time traveler, Landen always has an inexplicable self-confidence. He believes that his level potential is not only high-level, but also believes that he can retain high-level talents through the dividends of personality charm and territorial development. These things Landen cannot say out loud.
"But, you only have 4,000 people now. I have been to Night-Kirin City's ruins more than once. It can't function without 20,000 people. But if there are tens of thousands of people, where will there be so much food to feed them?" Hark listened to Landen's ideas and became increasingly unable to keep up.
"That's why we have to open mines. Only by making full use of the surrounding resources can we supply a large population."
"... What are your plans?"
"Restore Salt Mine, capture Iron Mine, occupy the entire plain, and let Gallop Tribe take charge of all Barbarian"
"You..." After hearing that he wanted to occupy the entire plain, Hark no longer dared to ask any more questions. He was so shocked by his son's ambition that he was speechless.
In another room of the castle, Ben Kaul painted soundproof Magic Pattern on the wall.
"Ben... ge..." Albert looked at Ben and said.
"Just call me Ben, here I am Intermediate Mage" Ben looked at Albert with a smile.
"That... okay then"
"You have really suffered these years. You have to supervise the border and develop your family at the same time." Ben patted Albert on the shoulder very kindly. He knew how difficult it has been for Albert these years. The Gallop boy who could still talk to Legend is now a little bald.
"Where, my little thing is nothing." Albert made great determination and asked Mage.
"Ben, please tell me, if Landen wants to recover Night-Kirin City, can it really be successful?"
"I know that you are looking at the great situation of the family now and don't want it to fail in the end."
"Yes, I asked people from Bristle-Wolf City to see it a long time ago. The potential of Landen can reach Senior Knight at most. It is difficult to reach the sky if you want to break through again. But in the family At present, no one can replace Landen." When it comes to the potential of Landen, Albert is very entangled, "Does it mean that we have to hand over the credit to others in the future?"
"How is that possible? If anyone dares to take military credit, he will only become the enemy of all Knight." What I didn't say is that there are indeed people who are planning to take the credit of Landen, but they have been stopped.
"But Landen is just Intermediate Knight now. No matter what happens, it will never be his turn to become the master of Night-Kirin City."
"Don't underestimate your Landen's figure. After just two weeks, he has already caught up with Royal Capital Fairy Queen's line." Ben stood up and looked out the window, "20 horses of Black-Scaled Horse were exchanged for Fairy Queen's goodwill and good means."
"Queen... you mean Tyriana Queen?" Albert opened his eyes wide. This was the second shocking news he heard today.
"Yes, that's Queen. Your family members are very good at finding Legend for support." Mage looked at Albert meaningfully, "With her care, are you still worried that Landen won't be promoted to High-Rank?"
"I think what you should worry about most is whether there are so many people in your family to manage the entire Night-Kirin City"
Late at night, Dragon Tooth City and Dragon Terrace Mountain stand like black dragon spines.
In Old Joe's Tavern on the plain below the mountain, a young man wearing a black blouse has been sitting for a long time.
"Sir, would you like a cup of buckwheat beer?" A young man came over, followed by a middle-aged man.
"Oh, I don't drink buckwheat-flavored ones, I only drink apple-flavored ones." The young man in black shirt checked the number carefully.
"Then do you want apples from Imperial Capital or apples from the south?"
"I want Eastern Kingdom flavor."
The two nodded, indicating they recognized each other's identity.
"What do you call me?"
"Just call me J, this is K." The young man who followed introduced himself.
"Imperial Capital is here?"
"Yes, I represent Chief. This is the latest order." J then took out his own kettle and poured the liquid in the kettle to the other party.
The young man in black shirt raised his glass and drank it in one gulp, pondering the taste.
After a few seconds, he frowned and asked, "That's our greatest strength in Frost-Wolf Forest, just let it out like this?"
"There is nothing we can do. We were too passive about what happened on the plains not long ago. If we can't muddy the situation now, our efforts towards the end of 2020 will be completely in vain." J was also quite helpless about the message he conveyed.
"Understood."
"You let that Alpha Wolf make things more lively, and I will find a way to drag in the northwest Bristle-Wolf." J said before leaving.
"Then what if we meet that Black Horse?"
"As long as it doesn't cause Death Final Verdict, anything will do."