The King is Just Whoever Has Strong Soldiers!

In the past, the Orc Kingdom and the Sherlock Dynasty fought for dominance on the Old Continent, a fierce struggle that lasted over three hundred years. Ultimately, the Orc Kingdom was destroyed by the Sherlock Dynasty, resulting in the slaughter of several million orcs. The Sherlock Dynasty, having exhausted its national potential from centuries of war, was then conquered by the rising Empire of Fars.

However, regardless, the Orc Kingdom was once a top power on the Old Continent. It was a well-known legend that the orc nobles, facing a bloody massacre, hid a great deal of wealth before their deaths. Some people genuinely found hidden orc noble treasures and became wealthy in their own right.

Experienced individuals like White Wolf and Louis might scoff at a treasure map of unknown authenticity, but these low-level adventurers lacked that "steadfastness." They could gather in York Town for a Demon Hunter legacy, so they would naturally believe in a vague treasure map. Anyway, someone was paying to hire them, so even if it was a wasted trip, they wouldn't lose anything.

Especially since Charlotte had been rebuffed by White Wolf and cleverly changed the source of the treasure map from a second-hand shop to an uncle's遗物 (relics/bequest), making it more credible.

The remaining adventurers were also stirred up and joined Charlotte's new team. Only two teams refused the invitation; they didn't even linger and quickly left York Town.

Charlotte turned around with a smile and said to White Wolf, "Mr. White Wolf, sell me all your mead!"

"I'll treat everyone here to a drink."

The adventurers cheered loudly, and the area in front of the giant wooden house immediately became lively.

Charlotte downed a cup of mead in one gulp, then suddenly slammed the cup to the ground and roared up at the sky!

He had always appeared refined, and he was indeed a cultured person, whether in his previous life as a math teacher or after transmigrating as a clerical office worker.

But Magru Tuller signing the dismissal order, casually wiping away Charlotte Mecklen's lifelong hard work, forcing him to betray Menilman, and making it clear he would be discarded like a rag afterward – this resentment was truly stifling.

Before this, Charlotte had only wanted to endure and wait.

Perhaps Menilman, after escaping the political struggle, could still help him out. But in that very moment, Charlotte suddenly thought of being chased by the two detectives from the Fiery Steed Detective Agency, and a surge of malevolence rose in his heart, shattering this illusion with his own hands.

He wiped the mead stains from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the over a hundred adventurers he had tricked, and a thought he had known since childhood but never considered acting upon leisurely popped into his mind!

Since he was on the run and couldn't continue working as a salary thief in the government system, leisurely spending his life, why not just create a big scene?

"Damn it!"

"Are kings and nobles born that way?"

"A king is merely one who is strong in arms and horses!"

"My current strength is low, and this group of adventurers is not very useful, but sooner or later, I will have tens of thousands of warriors, kill my way back to Strasbourg, cut off Magru Tuller's head, and let him know that bullying a transmigrator has no good end."

Huang Haisheng was born in a time of peace and had never experienced war in his life.

So he had never thought of taking revenge with his own hands; even when being chased, it was just "self-defense."

In that instant, Charlotte suddenly understood what it meant to "carry a sharp weapon, and the desire to kill arises naturally." He had tricked these adventurers, but was it really for some damned treasure of the ancient orc empire?

He really didn't have a treasure map. Even if he did...

What use was a mere treasure map?

Even if he could find treasure, wouldn't he still be a wanted criminal of the Empire of Fars?

Even if he went to live in another country, wouldn't he still be oppressed by officials?

Charlotte's thoughts cleared, and a surge of presence emanated from him. He swept his gaze over the adventurers who were drinking heavily, pointed his hand towards the sky, and roared, "For those who seek treasure with me this time, I, Qian Nan, swear by the orc ancestors that I guarantee their future wealth will not be less than a hundred Gold Ecu."

"Let's go!"

He kicked apart the suitcase he used to conceal his identity; there was nothing valuable inside anyway. Carrying the Magic Alchemy Staff and the Vampiric Rapier given by Louis, he strode out of York Town.

The adventurers were intimidated by his presence. Some involuntarily dropped their cups and followed him. With someone taking the lead, the rest of the adventurers also followed Charlotte in twos and threes.

This team thus suddenly gained a subtle sense of cohesion.

White Wolf glanced at the messy ground in front of his wooden house and said, "Louis! This friend of yours is extraordinary; he will surely achieve great things in the future."

"However..."

"Why do I see the aura of a desperado about him?"

"You wouldn't deal with desperadoes."

Louis Smythe smiled wryly, "He's an imperial civil servant!"

"And one with a very promising future."

White Wolf asked curiously, "What kind of promising future?"

Louis Smythe replied, "His female companion is the daughter of a certain count."

White Wolf was startled for a moment, then whispered, "No wonder! To marry a count's daughter, he must have the aura of a desperado."

Louis Smythe spread his hands; that wasn't what he meant.

After leaving York Town, Charlotte asked loudly, "Who knows the ruins of Machu Picchu?"

Immediately, an adventurer shouted, "I've been to Machu Picchu!"

Charlotte smiled slightly and said, "Very good, please, sir, lead the way for us."

Machu Picchu was a fortress of the ancient Orc Kingdom, known as the never-falling Machu Picchu.

After the Sherlock Dynasty used a stratagem to capture this fortress, they set fire to Machu Picchu, turning the ancient Orc Kingdom's fortress into ruins.

Centuries have passed, and the area is now extremely desolate, with many terrifying rumors even emerging. Only a few adventurers would go there to try their luck.

Upon hearing they were going to Machu Picchu, some adventurers hesitated slightly. There were too many terrifying rumors about that ancient orc kingdom's fortress. But when they thought that this was not a small team but a large team of over a hundred people, led by a Transcendent, and that Mr. Qian Nan reportedly had a treasure map that might help them avoid danger, their hearts warmed, and they continued to follow.

Charlotte chose Machu Picchu for two reasons: first, this motley crew was incapable of long-distance travel; even for elite troops, long marches were a major challenge.

Machu Picchu is very close, only a little over 200 kilometers in a straight line from Strasbourg.

For this group of adventurers, it's only a two or three day journey, a "dessert" objective, so to speak.

Plus, in a week, he'll have to pay the first round of salaries. Although he can afford it, still...

Hmm!

He's a bit reluctant to pay.