Lord of the Oasis

PS: I'm really...sorry about writing data. Since I was a child, the math teacher wanted to kill me... I will pay more attention in the future. If the data is wrong, please help me and I will quickly correct it.

The lake water is clear, and in the gradually westward sunlight, there is a slight microwave light.

The temperature is not as hot as noon.

With this small lake, it seems that the entire sentry oasis has a refreshing coolness.

Perhaps it is also related to the solar disk installed at the top of the watchtower.

Although they had already walked out of the 500-square-meter shrouded area, the mysterious power of absorbing sunlight still had a faint effect on the surrounding environment, bringing a little coolness.

Stroll by the lake.

Kant was at the front, Phatis and Manid at the back.

The three chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Manid was born in a merchant family in the Nord Kingdom, and he was very talkative. When communicating with Kant and Fatis, he left no trace of compliments and attracted topics, which directly set off this meeting quite cheerfully.

"Lord Lord, this is truly a miracle in the desert."

Opening his mouth softly, Manid said with emotion, "Reminds me of the Shariz Oasis in the Sarand Desert."

"Well, Shariz." Kant chuckled and shook his head: "That's a prosperous place."

Shariz is the capital of the Sultanate of Sarand, a prosperous city located beside the Great Oasis, a desert pearl that dominates both economy and military, Kant naturally understands that it is far from being comparable to the Sentinel Oasis.

"But there is already a shadow of Shariz here." Manid complimented with a smile.

"Hopefully."

Kant nodded lightly and said in a relaxed mood, "Everything will be fine."

"Definitely." Manid said.

The best way to compliment is to make the other person more proud of something they are proud of.

It's the perfect compliment to show off to the other person's G-spot.

Kant's pride, of course, is to establish "Dehrim", and to establish a foothold in the cruel desert of Naron, to make the sentry oasis bigger, and to fully develop his own strength.

Manid's compliment is just right.

"Manid."

Kant turned his head and glanced at the handsome Nord merchant.

"At your command, my lord." Manid bowed slightly.

"You will be the leader of my caravan in the future, and you will be in charge of government affairs in the future." Kant appointed him: "I think you can take up this job professionally. It will be very easy for you."

"Everything follows your arrangement, and I will do my best." Manid nodded in thanks.

Kant nodded with a smile: "Well."

The three continued to chat happily and spread out along the lake.

It's almost dusk.

When they walked out of the Consulate, cooking had already started in the kitchen.

The scent seems to drift away.

"The food is almost ready. It's an old routine. If you eat too much, you will feel tired."

Kant shook his head, reached out and touched his nose, the smell of the food made him helpless: "To be honest, the dinner is not rich."

"I will." Manid shrugged and said with a smile: "And I don't care about the quality of the food, presumably the same is true of the Fatis Knights." After a pause, Manid continued: "We must implement the ideal in my heart. , even in the face of adversity.”

"Yes, the desire brought by the tongue is just illusory."

Fatis nodded. He is a knight who sticks to his bottom line. He rescues the suffering civilians when he wanders the mainland. He is only for justice, and he will not even receive the reward that the civilians are grateful for.

This is why, in the taverns on the mainland, when Fatis and Manid meet, they can have a few drinks.

Both have their own bottom line and persistence.

"Yeah." Kant nodded with a smile, his eyes slightly dark.

He believed that what Manid and Fatis said were correct.

But looking at the desert in the distance, Kant's heart also silently emerged: "It's just too idealized."

Insufficient strength, everything is illusory.

And Manid also spoke at this time, interrupting Kant's contemplation: "Lord Kant, there is no need to worry about this, if our salt is sold to the Principality of Lions, the large amount of materials and food I want to exchange back will enrich us. stomach."

"What do you think of this salt trade?" Kant asked.

"High risk, high reward." Manid said.

"I understand that, but what about the details?" Kant nodded.

Manid pondered, raised his head and said, "We won't go deep into the Principality of Lions, but instead look for an agent. When this agent doesn't fall, we will be safe for the time being."

"Agent?" Kant thought thoughtfully.

"That's right." Manid nodded and continued: "We don't have a professional caravan, and we don't have the capital to ensure the safety of the caravan. If we rush to the Principality of Lions to do business, the final outcome will not be very good, so we should look for a caravan. An agent with sufficient strength and willingness to cooperate will give up part of the profits and let him open up the Principality of Lions and even the salt trade of other human kingdoms."

"You mean to attract the attention of the early stage for us?"

Kant frowned, but said in disbelief: "I don't think I can hide those who really want to probe."

"No, why are we hiding?" Manid shrugged and said with a chuckle, "They can know that in this desert, we have a natural salt mine."

"Please continue." Kant frowned.

Manid said: "I don't believe that someone will really call up elite troops to deal with this matter like a war between lords and lords, not to mention going straight into the Naron Desert and taking a 7-day journey to attack the sentry oasis, which is not worth the loss. ."

The three continued to walk forward, along the lake to the agricultural area on the north side, where the lush date palm forest was very lush.

"Lord Lord."

A group of Swadian light infantry, saluting with heavy spears and shields.

"Well, stay alert."

Kant nodded, motioning them to continue patrolling.

However, he frowned slightly and asked Manid: "But these nobles will not play in person, but some well-equipped and well-trained bandits will appear."

"What does that have to do with us?" Manid asked with a smile.

Kant was stunned, as if thinking of something.

And Manid said simply: "The caravan of the Principality of Lions is not ours, but the agent. How to distribute the profits is his decision, not us. It is also the agent to deal with those nobles. what need to do."

"This is..." Kant raised his brows slightly, thoughtfully.

"That's right." Manid nodded: "The profit we share with this agent is not for nothing."

"Heh..." Kant couldn't help but chuckle.

Turning his head to look at Manid's handsome face, he shook his head and sighed: "Sometimes, I really doubt whether you are a real Nord. In my impression, they are all muscular, jumping off the boat and lifting them up. A zealous warrior with an axe and a great shield."

"The Nords are equally prosperous."

Manid shrugged and joked: "What is plundered always needs to be sold, so merchants are equally important."

"Hahaha."

Suddenly the three of them laughed.

The atmosphere is harmonious.

Kant was delighted to have acquired Manid, a professional businessman.

Although Fatis can't talk about business, he has long been acquainted with Manid and is considered an old friend.

Go back along the east side of the spring.

On the flat training ground, there are already Swadian heavy cavalry running slowly on horses, or holding spears and mace, to learn from each other with the light infantry, hone their skills and impart experience.

Level 4 Swadian heavy cavalry, of course, are eligible to impart experience to level 3 Swadian light infantry.

Of course, Kant also understands the rules of the training ground.

If the level 5 arms are trained on the 1st level arms, the effect will be better.

But Kant was also satisfied.

Why didn't the previous conversation say what if the bandits came to the desert and attacked the sentry oasis?

That's why.

Came to the Naron desert, that is Kant's home.

Kant, who firmly occupies this water source, is equivalent to controlling the life and death of everyone.

Want to attack?

46 Swadian heavy cavalry and 41 Swadian light infantry have long been waiting to see.

20 Ravenston Rangers are waiting for work.

Although the number of troops is about a hundred people, they are all elites!

The gangsters in the district want to make trouble?

will be killed!

Even if it is a lucky escape, the 7-day journey from the Sanwaya Mountains is a road to death.

Without water, it can only turn into a miserable mummy.

The vitality of human beings is not as tenacious as that of gnolls.

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