If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

Roman didn't know how strong the improvement effect of sapphire was, and whether Ruto could master it.

But for now, he was reassured by his ability.

With Ruto here, he could get out of it.

He had a lot to do.

At this time, the second batch of slaves brought by Scarhead had recovered.

After Roman returned to the Origin Manor, he began the fourth recruitment.

When the population of Sige Town increased, he would select talents worth training from the recruitment pool.

He increased the number of recruitments to 50.

The result of this recruitment was not ideal.

There were only one three-star apostle in 50 draws, and the rest were either two-star or one-star.

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[Three-star Nathan (can be given an apostle code)

Attack: D-, Defense: E+, Speed: E-, Constitution: D-, Energy: E+

Talent: Brute Force - Strong as an ox

Skill 1: Weightlifting - Increased Strength

Skill 2: Roar - Deep Voice]

…

This recruitment also made Roman realize the rarity of high-star apostles.

One-star apostles are the norm.

Two-star apostles are occasional.

Three-star apostles are rarer.

Now, he only has two four-star apostles, seven three-star apostles, twenty or thirty two-star apostles, and the rest are all one-star apostles.

Not to mention Kao and Aaron.

Those three-star apostles basically have their own strengths.

But among the thousands of people in Sige Town, they are not the absolute best.

If these people had their life circumstances since childhood, most people would not be as good as them, but there are also a few who are better than them.

They just don't have this platform.

For example, Jimmy, his greatest strength since childhood is his good memory, but who cares about a thin son of a widow?

Can he still show his talent and ability in the future?

It seems impossible.

He will just be lost in the crowd.

Roman did not dare to assume that the star level is equivalent to the potential of the apostle.

But he did not dare to say that Jimmy, who grew up in poverty since childhood, always has the potential of three stars.

Living a normal life is a luxury. Many people are struggling on the hunger line, and a little turmoil will lead to the destruction of their families.

Apostles with high potential will also lose their potential due to various life difficulties.

Roman had no way to deal with this.

So he urgently hoped to crush this era as soon as possible so as to tap more talents.

But 50 draws only got this result, which made Roman a little bored and had a very bad premonition.

...

Roman summoned Nathan.

This is a tall and strong man, two meters tall.

The flesh on his neck was thick and strong, as if it was glued to his chin, and his slightly hunched back was like a mountain. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was strong and powerful.

The first time he saw Nathan, Roman knew where his D-physique attribute came from. He was also a natural talent.

To be frank, if Tyson and him were to fight each other, the former would have a high probability of losing.

If it was a young Nathan, his plasticity would be higher than it is now.

However, he is now just an old farmer, and his body is full of traces of farming.

He has been to the battlefield, but he is not a qualified warrior. He does not have that kind of fierce and barbaric temperament. He is only silent and restrained, otherwise he would not come to the town of Sger - those pirates are extremely vicious and will strangle them to death if they see any signs of resistance.

"Where are you from?" Roman always asks questions about the identity of the apostles he is interested in.

If he does not know the ins and outs of the matter, he cannot entrust his trust to others.

"Manger Village in Tal County. Sir." Nathan lowered his head.

His messy brown hair curled up naturally, covering most of his face, giving him a wild and sturdy look.

Roman had never heard of this place, so it might be unknown.

"Where is it?"

"Two or three hundred miles from the Arctic Ocean."

He frowned immediately. "Have the pirates reached your place?"

"Not yet. They landed on a large scale. Gangcheng's request for help was transmitted to Tal County, and we went to support Gangcheng. Then we encountered an ambush on the way, and the team was broken up..."

Nathan's tone was gloomy, his air pressure was very low, and his long hair was loose, giving him an extremely decadent feeling.

After the team was broken up, he fled directly, encountering five or six pirates who came out of the forest on the way.

He was going to kill them all and then flee back to Tal County.

But more and more pirates came out of the dense forest, and in a blink of an eye there were more than a dozen. He couldn't kill them all by himself, so he had to put down his weapons.

The pirates saw that he was so cooperative, so they didn't make things difficult for him.

They came to the land to rob, not to kill innocent people.

Of course, there are pirates who are crazy about killing, but such pirates often don't live long - you kill prisoners? This thing can be exchanged for ransom, or sold. It's not your slave, why kill it.

Nathan's hands were tied and he became a slave. He came to the town of Sger.

His hair was disheveled, and he suddenly became excited. He walked towards Roman quickly, "My lord, please let me go free. I have a wife and children at home. I beg you, please have mercy. They really can't leave me..."

His footsteps were heavy, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

This came from his unusual body shape.

When others have to raise their heads to see the latter's chin and the neck meat that seems to be stuck to the chin, everyone will be afraid. This is the instinct of genes.

Roman looked at the slave who rushed to him quietly. He was neither surprised nor angry.

"If I let you go, it would just be a repeat of the past. You know that the pirates are landing on a large scale, which means they will soon attack the land. What will you use to protect them? Do you want to become a slave with them?"

Seeing that Nathan didn't say anything, Roman sighed and said, "Well, kneel down and talk."

Nathan knelt down honestly, his eyes were level with Roman's when he was sitting.

"How old is your child?"

"Three years old, sir."

"Is he cute?"

"He's my treasure."

"What if someone wants to hurt him? Kill him with an axe in front of you. You don't want to see that happen, but what if it really happens?"

Nathan is not good at speaking, and the limit is to pray for freedom. He trembled all over when he thought of that scene, and whispered, "I will kill them in advance..."

"You can't do it. You are just lambs. No matter how strong a lamb is, it is still just a lamb. You long for a stable life, but the result is often counterproductive."

Roman snorted.

"Do you have any special skills?"

"I am good at plowing and can pull the plow. I can do it alone."

Really the strength of an ox.

Roman realized that Nathan did not have the potential to fight for him wholeheartedly and die on the battlefield.

He has a family.

That kind of environment made Nathan unable to sacrifice his life.

Roman was not disappointed. It was abnormal to expect everyone to be barefoot. It was a good thing for him to have a happy family.

"I will give you freedom, but there are conditions!"

Nathan listened carefully.

"I will not let you farm. You have to gallop on the battlefield. You have to join my army. As long as you kill 50, no, 30 people, I will let you go free. If you are willing to come back and bring your family here, I will let you become my guard."

After listening, Nathan was silent for a moment, and his voice was a little hoarse. "How long will it take?"

"If you perform well, you can leave next year."

Nathan felt that he could accept this condition and use one year to exchange for freedom.

Even if there would be dozens of lives on his hands, it would be worth it.

"But I need to remind you that the training is hard and cruel. Don't treat him as an ordinary militia."

"I understand, sir, I will hold on to the end." Nathan said silently in his heart. For my family...

Roman nodded slightly.

This kind of simple and strong old farmer often becomes the best source of soldiers.