The flickering candlelight reflected on the crystal chandelier, and in the flickering light and shadow, Martin thought carefully and felt that this was a trap.

When the middle-aged nobleman in the lead revealed the secret of "the king and the powerful nobles jointly exerting pressure", the hairs on the back of his neck stood up - this was not cooperation at all, it was clearly pushing him into the fire pit!

If the Merlin family is also among them...Thinking of this, Martin was ready to back out and immediately said, "I can't help you with this matter."After that, he got up and prepared to walk out.

"Wait a minute, Viscount Martin!" The middle-aged noble suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, with a flattering smile on his face, his gold teeth shining brightly in the candlelight.

"We'll handle any trouble above the Earl level with money. You just need to intimidate the nobles below the Earl level and ensure the caravan's safe passage!"

Martin paused at this. He was well aware of the Dragon Knight's intimidating power. If the risk could be managed... His eyes darkened. "Tell me about the reward and the plan."

The middle-aged noble hurriedly took out the yellowed parchment scroll, which was covered with densely packed records. The middle-aged noble began to talk about his plan.

Martin listened while looking at the parchment on the table, casually glancing at several viscounts and baronies, and his pupils suddenly contracted - the numbers on the expense column felt very new, as if they were added later.

"What's going on with these places?" As he spoke, he pointed at several noble territories on the parchment.

The middle-aged nobleman's smile froze, and he looked at his companion in panic: "These are the protection fees that have just been paid, and they have just been added." Before he finished speaking, Martin stood up with a sneer. These old foxes are really calculating everywhere!

Obviously, these newly added protection fees were purely intended to fool him.

Those viscounts and barons who actually paid protection fees must have powerful nobles backing them up. If Martin stepped forward for the sake of gold coins, he would probably not offend them one by one, but a group of them.

I immediately gave up the idea of ​​arguing with them. This is just a stagnant pool and you have no idea what is underneath.

Martin ignored everyone's attempts to keep him and walked out of the Rose Conference Room. After coming out, Martin stood in the corridor and took a few deep breaths to prevent himself from being affected by the conversation just now.

After seeing Martin leave, one of the four nobles in the meeting room said, "See! I told you to be more careful. This guy doesn't look very young, but why do you think he's stupid? He just added a few pieces of parchment casually. Is it troublesome to replace it with a new one?

As he spoke, he looked at the nobleman next to him with a gloomy face.

The leading noble said, "Stop talking. If he doesn't fall for it, what are we going to do? Are we really going to spend a fortune to invite a dragon knight from abroad?"

"What else? Can you think of a better way?"

"If you only pay a portion of the protection fee and there are no dragon knights protecting the caravan, aren't you afraid that the Sky Knights' bandits will come and rob it?"

"Alas... this is the only way."

In the corridor, Martin, who had regained his composure, went to find Jovian and played around in the castle with her. The two laughed constantly. It must be said that this place was really big and had everything you could need.

The happy days passed quickly, and the next day, Martin was ready to set off, as there were still a lot of matters to deal with in the territory.

After Martin said goodbye to Duke Merlin, Jovian and Countess Lucy, he headed towards the slave auction in the Magic City. Before leaving, Martin wanted to buy some skilled slaves to enrich his territory so that he could use them with confidence.

They soon arrived at the slave auction house. The auction house here was much larger than the one in Luoqiu Town and was also cleaner and more sanitary.

After entering the auction house, a maid came up and said, "Dear guest, hello, welcome to our auction house. What kind of slave do you need?"

"We have charming fox girls and beautiful, pure elf girls. Whatever you can think of, we have it in our auction house."

Martin hadn't expected there to be an elf girl here, so he immediately asked about the price out of curiosity. The maid replied directly, "Sir, you have good taste. The current price of an elf girl is just over 50,000 gold coins. If you want her, you can take her home for just 50,000 gold coins."

After hearing this, Martin had no intention of buying it. He didn't expect the price to be so outrageous.

Then Martin asked the maid to introduce the management slaves and slaves with special occupations. After hearing this, the maid felt that big business was coming.

Immediately, Martin was taken to a room with great enthusiasm. The maid walked to the magic light curtain and opened it.

Then, he said to Martin: "Sir, I will project the image of the slave who manages the talents onto it later, and you can observe it in real time. The magic light screen next to it shows the slave's health status, gender and other basic information as well as the price of gold coins."

"Please rest assured that these data correspond exactly to reality, and there will be no mismatch between the goods and the pictures."

After saying that, he took out the communication crystal and said to the other end: "We can start now."

Then, the magic light screen began to change, and men and women appeared in Martin's field of vision. When Martin stared at someone, that person would enlarge, and the basic information of that person and the price of gold coins would appear next to it. It was really advanced.

Then he began to pick and choose. Martin selected fifteen managers and planned to use them as the core to train his subordinates to facilitate the management of the territory.

Afterwards, he asked the maid to place the slaves with special professions on the magic light curtain.

Soon, the scene was changed, but this time the quantity was much smaller. After choosing and picking, I couldn't find a suitable one. They were either too big or too small, and the ones that were just right were too expensive.

Shaking his head, Martin suddenly remembered the needs of developing the territory and raised his eyes to ask, "Are there any slaves here who are good at business and intelligence?"

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