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Chapter 611: Take your money and do my business

"It is an honor to serve you."

"I won't treat you badly. You can just take the amount of money mentioned in the ransom." As he spoke, Lance suddenly took out a bottle of potion and handed it over. "Take it."

Francis obviously did not expect this situation. He was stunned for a moment before taking it. Looking at the transparent water-like substance in it, he couldn't help but look at Lance with doubts.

"Sir, is this...?"

"Drink it." Lance didn't mean to explain, he just said it with a smile.

Francis couldn't help but pursed his lips in embarrassment, wanting to slap himself twice.

Wouldn't it be fine if you just keep it in your pocket? Don’t hesitate to ask this question...

Extraordinary people are very taboo about things with unknown origins and no visible effects, because this extraordinary path is too dangerous, and it will lead to death if you are not careful.

Is it because of the money?

Francis wished he could kill the count now, so that he could walk on Hamlet with integrity sooner.

"My lord! What I said is all the truth! All that money belongs to your lord, and I haven't touched a single copper coin!"

What is positivity?
That’s what fucking positivity is called.

His perspective became that of an oppressed businessman, and his attitude towards Walter was naturally not much better.

His exaggerated behavior directly frightened the female wolves lying next to Lance. They stood up suddenly and bared their teeth at Francis. If Lance hadn't been here, they might have had a taste of the fat.

"Okay, okay, what are you doing?" Lance looked at him with a smile but asked strangely, "You have symptoms of palpitations, chest tightness, and chest pain from time to time, right? And your heart beats violently after even the slightest exercise. You’re out of breath, aren’t you?”

The Earl was speechless after hearing this. Are all the nobles in Ovendo City fools?
There is an old saying in the Empire that hungry rats will bite people, let alone humans.

Flesh and blood have no secrets before him.

Bastia.

After Walter came to power, he monopolized grain. Small businessmen like them were either swallowed up by Walter or struggled to survive, and he was forced to come here to open up new channels.

It's easy for smart people to think too much. As soon as their thoughts opened up, all kinds of messy things came to mind. He was so frightened that he knelt down to Lance on the spot. His plump body was not too clumsy at all, and he started crying.

Faced with Francis' doubts, Lance smiled and said nothing.

Old man, you're in the way!

After that, he took the female wolves back to the den and disappeared here.

It has no taste, so why is it just like water?
But at this moment, there was an inexplicable strange feeling in his body. The weak heart gradually resumed its steady beating. The powerful pump even made him feel the flow of hot blood, as if he was reborn.

Yes, the person in front of the count was Vic, but now he was aliased as Mike, a name that was so ordinary that a dozen people might turn around if he shouted it on the street.

This set of words must have been prepared for a long time, and there are no loopholes at all, at least for the earl who does not understand the real situation.

But this is an opportunity for him!
The count seemed to have thought of something and asked Vic.

Besides, is it any wonder that Fatty has a heart disease?

Only then did Francis react, and now he understood why those people were so fanatical, because the lord was really not just trying to make a big deal, he was serious about it!

"You have to know that this potion is worth more than your life. How many people in this world want it but can't get it. I don't need this to harm you."

Because these days he deliberately spreads the news about Owendo, a city, even if it is not big, but the aristocratic ruler was overthrown, and instead a businessman came to power.

This sentence made Francis stunned for a moment. He knew this kind of thing, not even the earl. How...

"How do you know, my lord?"

When the news reached the ears of the count, he naturally wanted to meet the real owner.

…………

Don't they know what they have done?

Lance stood up and patted Francis on the shoulder, "I will remember to do things for me. If there is any trouble, I will help you. It is your fault."

Vic briefly explained that high food prices drove refugee riots, and finally the grain merchants who controlled food in the city took control of Owendo City.

They are also afraid that this kind of thing will happen, and they must understand it clearly, whether it is to prevent it or suppress it in advance.

Francis had no reason to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and drink it carefully.

This situation would still arouse the vigilance of those nobles even in today's troubled times.

"Then drink it."

And his identity is that of a businessman who escaped from Owendo, which is why he can see the count.

If you push up food prices like this, you deserve your life to make money but not your life to spend it.

The Earl was receiving a special guest in the castle. If an acquaintance was present, it would be difficult to imagine how Vic got in front of the Earl.

In Bastia, he worked as a dog for the count every day and got nothing. He just ate the void cake and became a fat boy. Compared to this, the count was really nothing.

Quickly getting up, Francis simply tidied up and hurried back. He wanted to deal with the matter as soon as possible so that he could return to Bastia quickly.

"Where have those nobles gone? Are any of them still alive?"

Some things can only be cherished after losing them. A healthy heart is really important to him.

loyalty!

"I don't know about this, but I heard that the wealthy area was invaded by mobs. I'm afraid..."

Vic is no longer a novice, so how can he not know what the count is thinking?

Don't you just want to find a living noble, and then use the noble's name to send troops and indirectly control Ovendo City?
Unfortunately, his thoughts had been predicted by the lord, and as far as Vic knew, all the nobles disappeared without leaving any one behind.

Hearing this, the count also fell into silence for a moment.

Just as Vic guessed, the earl really wanted to control the nobles and gain a claim to Ovendor.

He really didn't look down on a businessman or a group of thugs.

As long as Owendo City is captured, from a strategic point of view, the connection between the Empire and Hamlet will be cut off. Instead, it will be possible to sit back and watch others snatch it, and have the confidence to end in the end.

But as Francis said, Bastia may seem like the most powerful territory around, but that's only on paper.

The pretense of seeming strong for many years was torn apart by the barbarian attack. It's unclear how many people are laughing at Bastia now. Although the earl intended to show weakness, in fact there were many internal and external troubles and he did not have the ability to launch continuous wars.

Because if he moves, his lord will definitely be involved. Is it difficult to just push someone out and get a claim?
Being powerless is the truest portrayal of the count.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have started a war with the mountains. Now I can only watch the great opportunity disappear before my eyes.

But just because you can't take action doesn't mean you can't prepare in advance.

The earl woke up from his thoughts and turned his attention to the groveling Vic.

"Mike, are you familiar with Ovendo?"

"My Lord Earl, I grew up in Ovendo, how could I not be familiar with it?" Vic's face was filled with a flattering smile, "If you have anything you want to know, just ask me."

"I want you to help me go back to Ovendo to develop."

"Ah! This... no, no, no..." An embarrassed look appeared on Vic's face, and the words in his mouth were intermittent as if stuck because of this. He smiled bitterly and refused.

The earl looked at the evasive guy in front of him and probably guessed that he was actually squeezed out by the businessman who had seized power. He might even have offended that person and said that opening up channels sounded so good.

The disdain in his heart appeared in his eyes, but it was not obtrusive at all.

Because the count originally looked down on the down-and-out businessman in front of him, it could be said that he never looked at him directly from the beginning, and his words were all in an interrogative manner.

"You don't have to worry about this. You just need to do as I say. With my support, what are you afraid of?"

When Vic heard the count's unabashed words, he couldn't help but lower his head for a moment.

But he secretly cursed in his heart that your support is useless. The person behind Walter is Lord Lance.

Sure enough, as the lord said, these guys have always wanted to get their hands on Hamlet.

A bunch of damn careerists!
But you definitely can't say that. After raising your head, you still put on a helpless look to evade.

"Sir, the place in Ovendo is in such chaos right now. Everyone has fled. The only food that can be sold is also monopolized. If you do other business, you will definitely lose money.

And to be honest, I still have some grudges with Nawot. He will definitely not make it easy for me, otherwise I wouldn’t be here. "

"He is a businessman and can become a consul, so why can't you? After that, I will make you a knight. If you perform well, you may not be unable to become a baron."

The count directly drew the pie, but according to Francis, he couldn't believe a word of this old man's words.

It's just that Vic has to show some reaction at this time.

Because aristocratic status has an irresistible temptation for people of this era.

What's more important is that Vic got an excuse to travel to Ovendo and was able to use the earl's money for free.

It was the first time in Vic's life that he was so happy to do my work with the money that the count fed him.

The excited smile couldn't even be suppressed, the corners of his mouth pulled up uncontrollably, and he immediately agreed.

"Don't worry, sir, I will definitely get things done!"

The Earl looked at Vic's appearance and felt quite satisfied.

Isn't it easy to handle you, a small and down-and-out businessman?

As long as the goal is achieved, who will know the agreement between the two of them?
You have to understand that there are only two people here, and dead people can’t talk~
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In Hamlet, Lance is busy sorting out the harvest from the bay.

From the cultural heritage, we sorted out the relevant technologies recorded on it.

At first Lance's focus was on that particular metal, but he soon discovered more important technologies.

shipbuilding!

A civilization that was scared to give up land and choose the ocean, then their exploration of the ocean will definitely promote the shipbuilding industry.

Some of the unique techniques are very interesting and even very effective based on the description above.

Metal smelting, metal casting, iron-clad battleships, whale hunting crossbows, whale training technical manuals, fish farming, monsoon ocean current mapping, astrological charts...

Lance even dug through it and found the blueprints for building a giant ark ship. The name was [Doomsday Floating Island]. One can imagine the state in which he came up with it.

It is estimated that it is going to be moved to the sea, but Lance feels that it is not practical, and it is not even as good as a chain link. Such a big thing will probably be torn apart if it encounters a storm at sea.

It's just that it didn't mention whether this thing was actually produced, but it is certain that they really have this plan.

After all, it was a civilization that spent all its efforts to develop it. Some of these technologies are very important and even more advanced than they are now, because there are many extraordinary rituals mixed in them. There is no outdated concept in this thing.

But some estimates are useless, such as the monsoon ocean currents and astrological charts above, which are quite different from Lance's knowledge, especially the astrology.

But this thing can be used as a reference to get a glimpse of the situation back then, and it still has research value.

As for taming whales, the ability to communicate with marine life is more abstract, but you can study it when you have time.

The other things are very important, especially the processing of metal materials. Lance found that it is stronger than what is popular in the empire now, and has several metal formulas with different characteristics and unique forging techniques.

As long as he can digest these, Lance feels that Hamlet's current skills can be doubled several times, directly replenishing a large part of the foundation that was consumed by his ancestors.

To be honest, Hamlet's technological development is actually very slow, even with Lance's promotion.

Because he didn't expect that he would travel through time, and he didn't have time to play games after get off work. Who would accumulate relevant knowledge if he had nothing to do?
I can only guide the direction based on the theoretical knowledge learned in middle and high school, as well as the messy knowledge accumulated from playing games.

And this is after forgetting most of it and only knowing a little about it. From this, it can be predicted that this kind of guidance ability is very limited.

Because this thing still has some rules, just like the skill tree. If you want to light up the skill, it is not just the skill itself, but also the prerequisite abilities that need to be met.

Lance is still young and he is confident that he can figure it out.

There will be bread, there will be milk, there will be everything...

With this belief, Lance started busy work, screening out more applicable technologies and starting research.

Not only those technologies, but also more interesting details can be seen in some of the short stories included.

In the chapter about manufacturing ironclad battleships, it is recorded that they once went deep into the sea to test the performance of the battleships, and they encountered some weird and terrifying things during the process.

As a member of the senior management, the author was vague about this matter. He only stated that most of the people on the ship were dead. When they returned, they did not return to port normally, but drifted to the shore and were discovered.

The few remaining crew members couldn't tell much, and they soon went crazy...

(End of this chapter)