Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"A good start."

Wei Lin praised and left the underground fortress.

After a night's rest, he entered the capital of Cardero Province the next day.

As the East District of the noble district of Cardero Province, Wei Lin came to a house belonging to the Qixing Chamber of Commerce. After settling down, he dispersed his men to look for people with mental disorders and strange behaviors, preferably those who had just arrived in the capital of Cardero Province.

On the second day after arriving in the provincial capital, Wei Lin received an invitation from Governor Fisk.

"Do you think he is thinking about my money?" Wei Lin put the invitation aside and chatted with Kyle.

"I think so." Kyle thought for a while and answered seriously, "There is no profit without early rise. The governor must have tasted the sweetness from the last transaction. This time, he can't wait for the arrival of the master."

"Visit our governor in three days."

"Yes, master." Kyle heard this and immediately left the room and went down to make preparations.

…

On September 20, 9725 of the Glorious Calendar, in a private room on the third floor of a high-end restaurant, Weilin and Governor Fisk sat on each side of the dining table, while the subordinates of both sides were eating and waiting on the second floor.

“I haven’t seen you for a few months, and the Governor looks very radiant. You must have gained a lot.” Weilin picked up his knife and fork, cut off a piece of meat, and put it into his mouth to chew slowly.

“Hahaha, just a little bit of gain, thanks to you, Weilin.” Fisk laughed heartily and responded to Weilin without any governor’s airs.

“I heard that the kingdom has a new order recently?” Weilin looked up at Fisk and asked with a smile.

Looking at Weilin’s harmless expression, Fisk was a little shocked. He just received the order from the capital today, how did this kid know it?

Could it be that he guessed wrong, or his elders revealed it to him in advance.

However, this news will also be announced at the Noble Council in a month, so it doesn’t matter if he tells the other party now, and it will not affect the subsequent trading activities.

Then, Fisk replied calmly: "The kingdom does have the latest order. In half a year, an inspection force will arrive in the province of Kadero to conduct a comprehensive investigation of the nobles' army to ensure that there are enough grassroots troops available in the war with the dwarves."

"Nobles who fail to meet the standards will be punished, and those who are serious will be deprived of their titles."

When Weilin heard this, his heart was in turmoil. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that such a thing would really happen.

Fortunately, he was as steady as an old dog, and Fisk didn't see the clues.

It seems that the expression management learned from Kyle for a period of time is still very useful, but I don't know where this kid learned it from.

Looking at Fisk without fear, Weilin said calmly: "It is very consistent with the news I received. Many nobles are going to be unlucky."

"That's true, but it has nothing to do with us."

Fisk raised his glass, and Weilin saw this and also picked up the wine in his hand and held the glass with the other party.

"Governor, I'm afraid that you invited me this time for more than just reminiscing about the past." Weilin put down the glass, got straight to the point, and asked.

"I have a big business here, and I want to trade with you, Weilin. I wonder if you are willing." Fisk said with a smile without keeping the secret.

"Please go ahead." Weilin put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said to Fisk.

"I have a group of high-quality slaves, architects, magic craftsmen, magicians, forest gardeners, tea artists, animal trainers and other special talents. I wonder if Weilin is interested." Fisk also finished his meal, sat on the table and chair, and said.

"How many people are there?" Weilin had some guesses in his mind and asked Fisk.

"One hundred people, all intact, no missing arms or legs, but some are unruly and need you to tame them yourself." Fisk said with a smile.

"Prisoners of war?"

"Yes."

As he thought, they were half-elf prisoners of war.

Weilin looked at Fisk, wondering where this old guy got so many talents from.

"How much."

"Three thousand gold coins per head, sold in packages." Fisk raised three fingers and said.

Weilin frowned: "It's a bit expensive, how about 1,500 gold coins each."

"No, no, I'll take a loss, 2,500 gold coins each."

"Governor, I guess I'm the only one in Kadero Province who can buy the goods here. I don't know if you can accept the price of 2,000 gold coins each." Weilin looked at Fisk's pretended pained expression, ignored him, and continued to bargain.

"2,000 gold coins each is a bit low, how about 2,300 gold coins?" Fisk asked tentatively, not to push the other party too much, if it fails, he will lose a lot.

"Let me think about it." Weilin lowered his head and pretended to think.

As time passed, seeing Weilin's delay in giving an answer, Fisk became a little impatient.

He spent 200,000 gold coins to buy this batch of half-elves, so he couldn't let it fall into his hands.

If it was female half-elves, there would be no problem selling them. The key is that these 100 are all men. Except for a very small number of nobles, who would want these male half-elves?

When he thought of that damned beast, Fisk was so angry that his teeth itched. He wanted to beat himself to death for not inspecting the goods after more than ten years of friendship.

Weilin found that Fisk was a little restless. It seemed that there was indeed something wrong with this batch of goods.

Five years ago, when he bought Eunice at the Bashak Chamber of Commerce in Bagamoyo, the slave city, he spent 3,500 gold coins.

Now that the price is so low, the other party is willing to trade, which shows that Fisk is a buyer.

"Governor, I want to check the goods first."

Hearing this, Fisk's heart was lifted, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, his heart was put back in his stomach.

"As long as the goods are genuine and have no other use, I am willing to trade."

"No problem, I'll take you there right away." Fisk said to Weilin with a smile on his face.

These 200,000 gold coins are one-fifth of his worth. If he loses them, his years of work will be in vain.

An hour later, everyone came to the basement of a house in Dongcheng District.

The servant turned on the lights, and more than 20 iron cages appeared.

Weilin walked up and checked them one by one. Although they were all male half-elves, each of them was very healthy, but his spirit was a little sluggish.

"How is it?" Fisk asked on the side.

"Two thousand one hundred and fifty gold coins, this is the highest price I can offer. If the Governor can give me some compensation, it is not impossible to trade at the price of two thousand three hundred gold coins." Weilin stood up and said to Fisk.

As long as the trade can be made, Fisk no longer expects to make much money, as long as the goods are not stuck in his hands.

As for the other party's desire for compensation, he knew very well what Weilin was thinking. Anyway, it was not his stuff, so there was no need to feel sorry.

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