Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

Field considered buying more slaves, but was short of money.

If you want to survive in the death haze, regardless of monsters, you need to rely on a fog repellent lamp just to breathe. This is an expensive magic item sold exclusively by the church.

Plus more than 200 people eating, drinking and eating, it's not a small amount.

"How's it going? Have you got the loan?" Field saw the butler coming out of the Merchant Association and quickly stepped forward to ask. However, seeing Kao's expression that smelled worse than a three-day-old rat, he immediately knew what was going on.

"I'm sorry, sir, even the most greedy businessman will not lend us a loan if they hear your name." Kaa spread his hands, "After all, the Northern Province is synonymous with hell, and even the royal expeditionary force is completely If it is destroyed, no businessman will be happy to lose everything."

"No, I just received the appointment order today. Why are the businessmen so well-informed?" Field originally planned to take out a loan. If he died in the north, he wouldn't have to repay it. If he didn't die, then the repayment would be a trivial matter.

Kaa rolled his eyes. He was really in no mood to serve the noble who was about to die.

If he hadn't discovered the affair between the earl's sister and the groom, he might have become a promising steward of Golden Eagle City, or the earl's hand, or he might have become the teacher of the earl's eldest grandson, instead of going to die in the cursed land!

"Because your second sister knew your fiefdom in advance and warned the merchants in the city that anything you buy will be ten times more expensive." The housekeeper replied feebly, "In addition, the merchants understood what your sister meant. It will provide some convenience.”

Field wiped his cold sweat. Fortunately, he didn't give his name when buying the slave, otherwise it wouldn't be a matter of fifty gold coins.

"Damn, thank you so much, my good sister." Field's veins were popping out.

None of them are human beings, right?

The most annoying thing is that the original owner has lived for so long without even having a deposit of half a copper coin. One-third was donated to the family treasury, and two-thirds was donated to the border fortress to purchase weapons to fight the corrupt creatures.

The poorest nobleman.

"Forget it if you can't get the loan. This is a huge loss for a short-sighted businessman." Field said indifferently, "Now, go buy some production materials."

Field spent 180 gold coins to purchase the packhorses, farm tools, food and books needed for the development. Among them were 17 camels and horses, all of which were old and weak. Horses were an extremely important means of production in the Middle Ages and were strictly controlled by the lords. Control, the food is as full as possible. Just looking at the quantity, it is only enough for modern people to eat for half a month.

But slaves should not be treated like this. One piece of black bread a day can feed you. Two pieces of black bread mixed with bark and sawdust, the slave can kneel down and call you daddy.

Therefore, the food lasts for about thirty-five days, which is more than enough.

"As for magic props, go to the border cities to buy them. Those worn-out officers will sell them at a discount."

Just like the ancient feudal army, they easily sold their soldiers' weapons and equipment, and then got a wave of free pay.

Originally, Field wanted to go to the tavern to recruit some talents or mercenaries, but unfortunately they refused without hesitation after hearing that they were going to the Night Territory.

"That damn place is no different than letting us die."

"I advise you to just flee to other countries. Even a stubborn cockroach will have to cover your butt and live there."

With the mercenary's advice echoing in his mind, Field rubbed his brows and glanced at the animal-eared girl huddled in the carriage with haystacks. Field was curious about what was so strange about this girl.

After finding an inn, Field let everyone rest for the night.

Early the next morning, he called the beast-eared lady.

"What's your name? Did you have a good rest yesterday?" Field looked up and down at the slave worth fifty silver coins. Seeing her confused face, he felt funny in his heart.

"A...Ashina."

After opening and closing her mouth for a while, Asheina struggled to say her name. She hadn't spoken in a month.

She had been waiting fearfully for her fate to come, never expecting that she would be able to speak normally one day.

After being carefully cleaned by the maid, the beast-eared girl was completely different from before. The knotted and dry hair becomes smooth and shiny after washing, and the pure white long hair like snowflakes is spread down. With delicate facial features, she looks quiet and elegant. She is the kind of mature beauty that Field likes. But the trembling wolf ears and tail clearly make people feel her uneasiness.

After reporting her name, the green dot on Asheina's head disappeared and was replaced by a simple panel.

Name: Asheena

Level: Unawakened

Promotion route: Wolf Cavalry Chosen One

Status: Malnourished, nearly collapsed

(Please add nutrition!)

"Fuck!" Field couldn't hold himself back for a moment and exclaimed.

The green dot is actually the unawakened Chosen One! Field was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Because the green dot can be marked on the map, it will definitely not be marked only once!

Every September 1st is the National Awakening Day. Every female of the right age must undergo an examination. Although the probability of awakening as the Chosen One is very slim, given their value, it is worth it even if it consumes huge financial and material resources. .

Fidel paced back and forth excitedly, and then waved his fists twice. His abilities undoubtedly have great potential.

If I go to the night camp this time, I might really be able to gain a firm foothold.

Seeing Field's strange behavior, Asheina mistakenly thought that he had come up with a bad idea to torture her. Her legs were trembling with fear, and her skirt was pinched and loosened. She didn't know what she was facing.

In fact, after she was bought by Field, she thought about violently fighting back. Even though she was betrayed by the slave contract, she refused to die in humiliation and instead bit her enemy's neck fiercely.

But the maid pulled her, undressed, bathed her, and rubbed every crevice clean. Since she was born, she never thought that someone would help her take a bath. What's even more outrageous is that even the clothes are made of comfortable and soft fabrics, which are as light as nothing. There are no biting fleas and no scratches on the skin.

"Perhaps it is to be a sacrifice to the devil." Asuna thought wildly, "When the critical moment comes, we will fight back! We must give color to these evil humans!"

"Don't be afraid, I'm not the kind of pervert who kills for fun. I bought you to open up my territory." Field lowered his voice, trying to make himself appear gentler, leaning casually on the chair, his lazy movements showing no signs of indifference. Aggression, "By the way, does this dress still fit?"

This is a maid outfit adapted from common maid outfits. The maid outfits in this world tend to be conservative, with only part of the calf and hands exposed. They are almost the same as nuns' outfits. Of course, they are not the kind of nuns' outfits with slits for fun.