The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

Chapter 639: Expanding Recruitment

"Huh -" Ismir let out a long breath. After all, the pressure of being alone with King Roland was too great. Even Roland himself didn't know that he had unknowingly given birth to his own child after being in a high position for a long time. His kingly pressure and aura are completely different from that of the little brat who just came to Middle-earth.

"Finally I can open up my own business!" Ismir was extremely excited. After all, with Apophis Breo, the jewel of the Duke of King's Landing, in front of him, if he could follow suit, he could at least become a hereditary lord, right?

After all, the fiefdom of a hereditary lord does not need to be too large. Generally, a larger village is enough to become the fiefdom of a hereditary lord! After all, the territory of most hereditary barons is just a town and a few villages walking around. Of course, it does not include the old powerful barons and border barons... The scale of these two fiefdoms is a bit abnormal, especially the border baron, which is the largest. The territory is comparable to that of an ordinary earldom. If it weren't for the lack of manpower, a marquis territory could be developed.

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"Got it?" Lance looked at the parchment in Ismir's hand and raised his eyebrows, and immediately realized something.

"Well, luckily, King Roland was not in trouble..." Ismir sighed.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning. With this thing, you can develop legally!" Lance said with relief.

"By the way, His Highness told me to come to you to collect some supplies!" Ismir told Lance what Roland had said.

"That's it... OK! But I suggest you recruit people first!" Lance suggested with a shrug. After all, Ismir, who doesn't have space equipment, can't take those equipment by himself!

"Wait a minute while I change my clothes and help you!" Lance rolled his eyes and patted Ismir.

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"Is this... okay?" Ismir looked at Lance with some narrow eyes, always feeling unreliable. After all, which noble family set up a stall outside the city gate to recruit the pioneer team.

"The conditions are simple, just get over it..." Lance touched his nose and said awkwardly. A group of Lagrand City guards behind him also couldn't help but laugh, but they couldn't help but hold it in because of their professionalism.

"Duang!" Lance didn't know where he found the broken gong and just struck it. The soul-stirring sound of the broken gong instantly attracted the attention of everyone outside the south gate. Even the soldiers stationed on the city couldn't help it. Got his head out.

"Come! Take a look! Take a look! Noble Lord! Master I-S-M-Er's pioneering team is recruiting people! Wealth, power, land! Brave and hard-working Lagrand men! Are there any? Are you willing to go to the wilderness and try your best to achieve your family's greatness? Duang! Maybe you can become a noble from common people like Lord Ismir! Don't miss it when you pass by! Duang!" Put on the linen clothes and put on the hood. Lance lowered the brim of his hat and shouted at the top of his lungs. While shouting, the crisp sound of the broken gong echoed.

"...Me!" Ismir's legs are weak. At this moment, he wants to turn into a beast and slap Lance to death. Ismir is now a Lord after all. No matter how shameless he is, he can't throw away his face. Singing while stepping on the ground? He has already foreseen the social death of his own Swift River City.

"Gan!" Marcus on the top of the city quickly retracted his head, fearing that others would recognize Lance and affect his reputation. Lance seemed to be wearing a mask, but he actually took off the mask!

"Hiss!" Ormsk had a toothache and his whole body was numb, but he was still grateful that Lance knew to put on cloth to cover his face, otherwise he and Lance would be embarrassed when they walked in the future.

"Come! Gentlemen! Take a look at Duang!" Lance shouted vigorously. Ismir beside him had already sat on the chair and stiffened. At this moment, Ismir's eyes were dull and straight, as if the world There is no one he cares about anymore.

"..." The team of Lagrand City guards who were standing behind to help had hunched over at this moment, and their whole bodies were twitching like crazy like dying people. Their faces were red, their heads were buried in their chests, and they were biting their lips desperately. He stared at the ants on the ground as if they were moving gold coins.

"What are you doing? Why are you making so much noise?" Yun Feng, the thief, flashed out holding a glass of juice. After all, as the king's deputy, he also needed to pay attention to the developments in Rapid City.

"What are you doing...poof!" Yun Feng's eyesight is so good! What a strong sense! He took a closer look at the ashen-faced man and then at the man next to him who was shouting vigorously. He immediately squirted out a mouthful of juice and then ran away with a flashing skill.

(Yun Feng: What a risk! I almost lost my reputation!)

"Name?" Lance asked.

"Bill..."

"age?"

"31!"

"Professional?"

"Ordinary hunter."

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I have to say that although Lance's shouting was extremely embarrassing, the effect was very powerful. In less than half a day, the entire Rapid City knew that the new noble Lord Ismir was going to develop. For such a lively thing Naturally, everyone did not hesitate to discuss it, and it became a topic of conversation for everyone to pass the time after dinner. In the afternoon, even King Roland heard about Ismir and the story of Baron Lance letting himself go that ordinary people don't know...

For a moment, Roland's expression was extremely exciting. After all, it takes a lot of courage for a nobleman to show off his face like this. This made Roland, a playful person, very regretful, after all, he missed such a grand event!

But this has nothing to do with Ismir. The heartbroken Ismir looked at the twenty people in front of him and let out a sigh of relief. Although he had lost his face, at least his goal was achieved.

These twenty people were carefully selected by Lance for him. Each of them is a strong man with a family. As long as the territory of Ismir is stabilized, it will immediately have the first batch of residents! There is even a first-level apprentice swordsman among them! Although Lagrand currently only has two professions, knight and archer, with stable awakening channels (mage and ranger are coming soon too! After all, Heinrich and Verve are both top-notch professions!), there is a chance that they will appear among the refreshed refugees. For professionals! Otherwise, where did Ismir himself, a third-level druid, come from? If Roland does a good job of statistics, he will find that there are hundreds of professionals of all kinds hiding among his own people!

"This is the settlement fee! 20 gold coins per person! Have a good reunion with your family tonight, and we will gather at the same place tomorrow morning!" Ismir took out his money box and counted out 20 gold coins for everyone. This is Settling-in expenses are also money to buy your life! It is very likely that this is the road of no return. 20 gold coins are enough for their family to live for a long time and raise their children.

"Wise choice!" Lance praised, after all, not every noble is willing to lavishly advance such a large pension! But the advantage of doing this is that the twenty pioneers looked at Ismir with grateful eyes and loyal to him, and got 20 supporters for 400 gold coins... This business is not a loss!

"I still have more than 500 gold coins!" Ismir looked at Lance's eyes staring at him. It was obvious that Ismir hoped that Lance could give him an idea.

"Well, let me think about it!" Lance poured himself a glass of wine and sat down to think slowly. He was thinking about what he would do with the money if he started his own business. He was sure to put himself into Ismir's perspective. Some better analysis.

"Fortunately, Your Highness supported you with weapons and equipment, otherwise it would be really difficult for you to handle the money!" Lance lamented Ismir's luck. After all, Ismir now does not have to worry about the large expense of purchasing weapons.

Of course, Roland also did it conveniently. What he lacks the most now is weapons, whether they are produced by himself or signed in by the system. As a result, Roland's blacksmith shop no longer makes ordinary equipment, but only makes farm tools and enchanted equipment. .