Seeing his eldest son leave with a confident and high-spirited look, Old Sol glanced at his wife and asked, "This son is more promising than me."

Madam Sophie smiled and nodded, with pride in her eyes.

"My son is very capable."

Then, Mrs. Sophie stood up and said, "I will go to recruit workers to expand the winery." At this point, Mrs. Sophie had a headache again.

"But now that we have oxen, farmers are very enthusiastic about farming. It may be difficult to recruit them to come to the winery to make wine."

"Raise the workers' wages." Old Sol said with a smile.

Mrs. Sophie rolled her eyes at Old Sol. If only things were that simple. Then, Mrs. Sophie twisted her slender waist and left the study to get busy.

Old Thor watched his wife's departing back, his eyes somewhat intoxicated.

After all these years, her figure is still as good as ever.

Old Thor thought to himself. Soon, he collected his thoughts and began to think about recruiting wandering knights.

As for any other way, Old Saul would just have to write a letter.

For example, among the members of the five major families and the Iron Horse family who are living outside, there are always those who are not doing well outside and want a stable job.

All Old Sol had to do was write letters to these family leaders, find Magellan, and let them find people themselves.

I believe they would also be happy to help those who are stranded in foreign countries.

But in the Pompeii household, old Sol had to write the letter himself.

As the lord of Pompeii and the leader of the Pompeii family, Old Sol still has a lot of affection for his people.

To recruit the tribesmen who were stranded outside, Stone and Pompey were the top priorities. Because Stone and Pompey were not only mid-level knights, but also mercenaries.

The world is a mess.

Even though the Kingdom of Prussia is relatively stable at present, there are still rebels causing unrest, bandits and thieves lurking in remote areas, and there are also some magical beasts and cannibals.

So a profession was born, mercenary.

The duty of mercenaries is to protect merchants and travelers from these dangers. Even kings or lords will recruit some large mercenary groups to eliminate some bandits, monsters, and even dragons.

In short, mercenaries are an important component of the military force of the Kingdom of Prussia and even in the world.

"Dear cousin Stone."

Old Sol made a rough draft in his mind, then picked up a pen and began to write quickly.

………….The Kingdom of Prussia is a typical human knight kingdom on the mainland, located at the southern end of the continent. The territory of the Pompeii family is the southern end of the southern end of the Kingdom of Prussia.

In fact, although the Pompeii family is the smallest real noble family, in a sense it is not.

Because the structure of the Kingdom of Prussia was such that the king was the undisputed supreme ruler, and within the entire Kingdom of Prussia, he owned a large piece of territory as his own private land.

In this private land, there are many court nobles serving the king, and the other part of the power is the king's vassal, that is, those nobles with real titles.

Baron Barton and his people were the real nobles, while the Pompeii family was just a vassal of a vassal, belonging to the lowest class of nobles.

These real noble titles, or court nobles, were divided into five levels of titles.

They are Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount and Baron.

But one thing to note is that although in official status, the duke is higher than the marquis, and similarly, the viscount is higher than the baron.

But in aristocratic circles, this is not necessarily the case.

Moreover, the Marquis is not under the Duke, and the Baron is not under the Viscount. Regardless of whether they are Dukes, Barons, or Viscounts, they only have one subordinate, and that is the real Knight Lord of the same status as the Pompeii family.

The duke, marquis, earl, viscount and baron have no subordinate relationship with each other. They are all vassals of the king and are equal, with only different titles.

In aristocratic circles, an earl of noble and ancient blood is more popular than a duke who has just risen to prominence and has no background.

An earl with great power is not even as popular as an ancient baron.

Take the province of Orange, where Pompey's family lived, for example. There were twenty or thirty noble titles in the province, and they were all vassals of the king.

The titles range from duke to baron.

But the ruler of Orange was a count. This family was called the Libyan family, and its leader was the Libyan count.

The full name is the Ruler of Orange, Head of the House of Libya, Earl, Grand Knight, Lord Libya.

The direct ancestors of this family are the eight nobles under the first Prussian king, Michel, and their bloodline is extremely noble.

Compared to some new dukes and marquises, they are obviously welcomed by the aristocratic circles. Although Orange has a greater power than the Libyan family, the rulers of Orange are all Libyan earls in every generation.

If Orange is compared to a tribal alliance or a city-state organization, then Libya is the leader elected within the city-state.

The Libyan family's base camp, the Golden City, is also one of the largest cities in Orange. It is located on a plain, with a natural barrier in the north, a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles.

It prospered by controlling a major trade route leading to the heart of the kingdom.

The largest mercenary groups in the entire Orange Province have their headquarters or branches set up here. Among them, the Sabertooth Tiger Mercenary Group has its headquarters set up in Golden City.

Pompey's collateral relative, Stone, is a mid-level knight under the Sabretooth Mercenary Group, a knight with very strong combat capabilities.

In addition to its headquarters in the Golden City, the Sabretooth Mercenary Group also has a large camp outside the city. A paramilitary mercenary group with a large camp outside the Golden City.

The Sabretooth Mercenary Group paid a huge price to the Libyan family.

Moreover, if anything happens to the Golden City, the Sabretooth Mercenaries are obligated to help defend the Golden City.

For example, if a giant dragon appeared hovering over the Golden City that day, the Sabretooth Mercenaries would have to go up against it.

At this moment, Pompeii's knight, Stone, was sitting in a tent, sitting on a chair, leaning against the back of the chair, with one leg on the ground and the other leg on the table in front of him.

He wore a Prussian-style black round hat on his head and looked very relaxed.

His face could not be seen clearly due to the hat, but judging from his physique, he was a strong and tall man.

"Dad, there's a letter for you." A little girl ran in from outside, waving an envelope excitedly.

She was very cute, with skin as white as snow, and big, bright eyes.

Wearing a pink dress, she looks like a little girl walking out of a painting.

"Who would send me a letter?" Stone, Pompey took off his hat, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. This face was not very handsome, but it had cold and hard lines, and looked very tough.

But the weird smile on his face ruined the tough guy feeling.

Stone, Pompey shrugged, hugged his daughter, and kissed her on the little face, causing the little girl to twist her body and refuse.

"The beard pricks people. It pricks people."

The little girl struggled to get down and ran away.

"Hahaha." Stone and Pompey laughed loudly, looking at their daughter running away, with deep love flashing in their eyes.

His father was the uncle of Old Sol, and because he was the younger brother, he did not inherit the Pompeii Territory. He could only be a descendant of the nobility and make a living outside.

Despite having the strength of a mid-level knight, the life of a mercenary is still precarious.

He had a wife, but she died of illness, leaving behind this daughter. Stone had no hope for life anymore, the only person he cared about was his daughter.

Stone sat down in the chair, opened the letter and began to read.

"Dear cousin Stone..."

Stone, Pompeii narrowed his eyes.

"It's that guy, Old Sol."

(End of this chapter)