Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

After chatting for a while, Weilin motioned Brady to sit down next to his mother, and then took out the purple gel made of the flesh and blood of the silver-level gray creature, divided it into two pieces, and sent them to Uncle Alcott and Cousin Cowell respectively.

Looking at the purple gelatinous object floating in front of him, Alcott reached out to catch it, looked up at Weilin, and waited for his explanation.

"Uncle, you can taste it first, and then I will tell you."

Seeing this, Alcott put the purple gelatinous object in his hand into his mouth without hesitation and swallowed it into his stomach.

In an instant, a magical power emerged and merged into his soul, and then it was transformed into fighting spirit and flowed into various parts of his body.

Close your eyes and feel carefully that your strength is slowly growing.

On the other side, Cowell felt it particularly clearly.

As a silver intermediate knight, in just a few breaths, a sense of expansion came from his body.

At this moment, regardless of the occasion, Cowell used the Knight Breathing Method to consume the fighting spirit that escaped from his soul, and merged it into various parts of his body to temper his body.

Three minutes later, Alcott opened his eyes, his eyes were full of shock.

For the purple gelatinous substance just now, he now truly understood the specific value.

Looking at the expression on his cousin's face, Weilin signaled him to wait.

Ten minutes later, Cowell opened his eyes, his eyes showed shock, but there was also a look of fatigue between his eyebrows. Consuming the purple gelatinous substance the size of a fingernail took him a lot of effort.

The dignified woman sitting next to Cowell witnessed her husband's strength being improved in a short period of time, and her heart was very horrified, but when she thought of her identity, she quickly lowered her head and stopped thinking about it.

"Uncle, cousin, how do you feel?"

Olkott heard this and said with deep emotion: "Vellin, to be honest, your current foundation is not worse than those powerful earl families."

Cowell hesitated for a while and finally said: "Vellin, this thing is of great value, I can't comment on it."

Seeing that his cousin kept silent, Weilin did not force him. He turned to look at Olcott and asked: "Uncle, what do you think is a more appropriate price for selling this thing?"

Olkott pondered for a while and answered: "Based on the purple gelatinous object you just gave me, I think it is more appropriate to price it at three to five low-level magic crystals."

Hearing Olcott's answer, Weilin thought about it with his pricing and quickly calculated the price range of one unit of purple gel.

The purple gel that was just given to Olcott and Cowell to take was about one-tenth of a unit. In this way, according to his suggestion, the price of one unit of purple gel should be between thirty and fifty low-level magic crystals, which is equivalent to three to five intermediate magic crystals, which is not cheap.

However, this price can be sold openly, and as for the family, it can be sold at half the price.

"Uncle, the purple gel I just gave you is only one-tenth of a unit. If I sell it at one intermediate magic crystal per unit, how much can you buy in a year?"

Olkott did not answer directly, but turned to look at his eldest son and asked, "Cowell, what do you think?"

Now, he is the lord of Gut Territory, and it is more appropriate to leave such a big thing to his eldest son.

Hearing his father's words, Cowell said, "Velin, father, please let me think about it."

"Cousin, it's okay. Anyway, there is plenty of time. You can give me an answer tomorrow." Weilin responded with a smile.

Hearing this, Cowell nodded, then looked at his wife, and signaled her with his eyes that she could ask the maid to serve the dishes.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the dinner that lasted more than three hours ended. Weilin and Kyle went to the guest room to rest under the leadership of the castle maid.

In the reception hall, Alcott looked serious, sometimes looking at Cowell, sometimes looking at the dignified woman, and no one knew what he was thinking in his mind.

After a moment of silence, seeing that his father still didn't speak, Cowell turned to his wife and whispered: "Take Brady down to rest first."

"Yes!"

The dignified woman nodded and prepared to leave with her children, but heard Alcott say: "We are all family, there is nothing we can't listen to, just take this opportunity to train Brady."

Seeing this, the dignified woman looked at her husband, and when he nodded, she sat down again.

"Cowell, there should be a limit to the amount of purple gel we buy from Weilin. We must not push our family too far when others help us."

"I know, father." Cowell nodded in response, "Over the years, if my cousin hadn't helped us, Gut County would not have been able to support a strong army."

"But this time, I am very hesitant about buying purple gel. Should I only consider our family, or should I take into account the Berkeley family and the Hoyle family?"

The dignified woman sitting next to Cowell couldn't help but get nervous when she heard this.

If possible, she would like to help her mother's family.

But family affairs have always been decided by her father-in-law and husband, and she can't and dare not interrupt.

"Your uncle can take care of it, as for the Hoyle family..."

At this point, Alcott stopped, looked at the dignified woman who was fidgeting, and then looked at the eldest grandson who was eager to try, and said, "Brady, do you think we should help your grandfather?"

"Grandpa, father, I think I can help grandpa's family." Brady stood up and said to Alcott and Cowell, "But we can't help them for no reason, they need to pay a price."

"Although grandpa and uncle love me very much, you and father taught me that a qualified lord cannot be swayed by emotions, so we can sell it to the Hoyle family at the price of one intermediate magic crystal plus five low-level magic crystals for one unit of purple gel."

Alcott nodded with satisfaction, then turned to Cowell and said, "Now that your child has given the answer, you should know what to do."

"Yes, father."

"Tomorrow, you will take out the item and give it to Weilin as our return gift."

"But that item is not yours..."

Cowell hesitated and looked at his father with some doubts.

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