Empires Start with Lords

As soon as he got back to the camp, Ross began to figure out how to hold his oil securely in his hands.

He knows very well that if the car is promoted. Then there will soon be skilled craftsmen who will see the truth, and by then, the Industrial Revolution will be a historical inevitability. At that time, no matter who, will understand the importance of oil.

And the power in his hand is still very weak, and even then, he may not be able to completely protect this precious and huge wealth. So you must plan ahead.

"What should I do..." Ross walked around on the ground while thinking about countermeasures with his brain running fast.

At this moment, the commander returned to the tent and reported the matter to Ross.

"My lord, the little girl has been found. It was found in a cave, and she was bitten to death when she was found. However, the witch doctor of the village came to thank the lord on behalf of the villagers. They are outside," the commander said.

"It's a pity..." Rose sighed, and then said, "Let's go and see the poor mother."

After speaking, let the commander lead the way to the outside. The two passed through the camp area and saw the villagers who came to thank the lord.

The witch doctor in the village saw Ross approaching and made a gesture toward the rear.

Immediately, all the villagers stopped their chatter and silently looked at Rose who came over.

The witch doctor also took the opportunity to meet him, and saw that he first saluted, and then said, "Dear Lord, on behalf of Qingya Village, I thank you for your help."

Ross nodded and looked around all the villagers, especially the mother who had just lost her daughter.

He sighed in his heart and said, "You have also seen that this cursed land is extremely dangerous. Although we have temporarily controlled it, there will inevitably be scattered monsters to wreak havoc. If you can, you can move it. Go to the city I built, where strong knights keep you safe."

After he finished speaking, he walked up to the mother who lost the child and said in a regretful tone: "I'm sorry, I couldn't help you bring your child alive. The child can't come back, I hope you don't. Too sad, take care of your body or your children will be sad in heaven."

The villagers on the side looked at the scene of the lord apologizing in person, and were greatly shocked, and subconsciously labelled the lord a good lord.

And the mother stayed for two seconds, and then he quickly reacted and said: "No, no, it's not your fault, Lord Lord. A prophet who passed by once predicted that my poor daughter would be there. There will be dangers in childhood, if you can escape, you will be free from worries. It’s a pity…”

Ross listened and felt a little strange. He had been in this world for so long, and he had never heard of the prophet.

Maybe someone like a fortune-telling charlatan, Ross thought.

Soon, Ross said goodbye to the villagers who came to thank them, and promised that they would be taken care of as long as they went to their own city.

After that, Ross walked towards the vine man with a few guards, thinking about how to firmly control the oil in his own hands.

"By the way, what did the poor mother say about the prophet?" Ross asked as if he suddenly remembered something.

The guard thought for a moment and replied: "Oh, Lord, you should be talking about prophets. They are always erratic when they travel anywhere in the world, and they are respected by commoners because they can always tell something about what is about to happen in advance. ."

"Oh?" Ross asked in surprise when he heard the words: "Do what they say always come true?"

Ross thought to himself, if there are such people in this world, isn't it clear how the world will develop in the future? Everyone just needs to go to the prophet and ask how they can avoid all mistakes perfectly in the future?

"No, my lord." The guard replied: "Usually, the probability of what they foresee happening is only one-two-tenth."

Ross nodded and said in his heart, isn't this still relying on the mask? It's just a matter of observation, it's not much different from the charlatans in that world.

Thinking of this, Ross thought to himself, how could he believe that such an outrageous thing really exists in this world.

"My lord, prophets are respected even by many nobles." Seeing the disdain on Rose's face, the guard reminded him deliberately.

Just because he knew that the lord of his family was not only imaginative, but also very bold. He was afraid that his lord would make too many enemies in the future and cause bad influence.

"Well, I know what you mean." Ross nodded and said. But he still couldn't hide his contemptuous tone.

Seeing Ross's appearance, the guard had to sigh, and could only secretly pray to his lord not to make too many enemies.

However, in just a moment, Ross seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head suddenly and said, "You said just now that many nobles respect these so-called prophets?"

The guard was bewildered by the sudden question, nodded blankly and said, "Yeah!"

"In other words, their credibility on the mainland is very high?" Ross continued to ask.

The guard nodded and said, "That's right."

After Ross listened to the answer, his frown that had been wrinkled for a long time instantly relaxed. He finally found a way to keep the secret here.

Thinking of this, he didn't bother to check the vine man again. Instead, he turned and walked towards his tent.

As he walked, he said, "Send someone to take care of Tengman. If there is any change, come back and report to me immediately. By the way, bring Babur to me."

The guard looked at Ross in confusion, thinking to himself what happened to Lord Lord today. How can I become a person in a while? Is it because the pressure has been too great recently, and the adults can't hold it?

"Okay, my lord. The guard replied."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look for Babur. And secretly thought that I must find someone to persuade the lord not to be so tired, and there will be problems if this continues.

How did he know that Ross was happy because he thought of how to solve the problem of protecting his vines and oil.

Yes, just now, Ross had thought of a very good solution.

That is to create panic, to publicize this place as an extremely terrifying place, so that ordinary people dare not approach, the nobles subconsciously regard this place as a restricted area.

He wants to find many so-called prophets, and then let them spread a non-existent situation according to their own words, and spread it all over the continent.

By that time, the number of people who spy on the cursed land will be reduced by at least 90%.