Volume 1 Chapter 49 Nystad, Linton City

Kingdom of Clay, northeast.

Nystad.

Originally this place was very rich. Because its city territory bordered the Osdena Forest, it became a paradise for adventurers.

There are also many academies of the Kingdom of Clay located near Nystad.

Of course, academies in other countries also set up their academies near Osdena Forest.

Because this will make it easier for college students to participate in adventures.

Osdena Forest is a treasure trove for adventurers, students, pharmacists, and more.

Certain parts of monsters and materials produced in the Osdena Forest are of great use to them.

But after a huge explosion in the Osdena Forest, this treasure land turned into a dangerous place.

At this time, the main city of Nistag County, Linton City, was not as deserted as imagined after the beast tide broke out.

On the contrary, it's even more lively.

Adventurers from various territories of the Kingdom of Clay came voluntarily.

Beast tides represent danger, and adventurers' nature is to seek adventure.

Of course, a bigger part of it is for fame.

As for the academy in Nistag, teachers and students also began to spontaneously form teams to prepare for the defense of Nistag City.

There's nothing we can do about it; their industry is right there.

This innocent student full of dreams was used as a tool to resist the beast tide.

There are also many guys who have set up businesses in Nicetak and have spontaneously formed a team.

This is a battle for property.

Mercenary Guild, Thieves Guild, Mages Alliance...

These organizations are smiling from ear to ear.

Because such a battle represents a great deal of wealth and sudden fame.

They were grateful to the King of the Kingdom of Claire, but there were also people cursing him.

For example, civilians.

As they were weak, they could only flee to other territories with whatever property they could easily carry with them during the disaster.

No one knows the reason for cursing the king better than Sam Linton, the Lord of Nistak.

"Oh! Damn it! That fat pig that's eating so much fat is sucking our blood!"

In a simple conference room, there was a long table with about twenty people sitting at it.

All of these people lowered their heads and looked at the person sitting in the main seat, who was clapping his hands on the table and venting his temper like a roaring lion.

He was wearing armor, and a thick black mink coat over it. He had a neat beard, and his long black hair was scattered randomly, but it didn't look messy at all, and it was obviously carefully groomed.

The irritable middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was still furious: "Do you know how that hateful fat man responded to my letter for help? He said that the army of the Kingdom of Klei should be used to defend the restless Kingdom of Harrison, and also to guard the border of Fort Origi to prevent the orcs from breaking through Fort Origi!"

"Do you understand? He actually just wants to cut military spending. He is sucking my blood!"

Everyone listened to Sam's angry curse, but said nothing and held back their laughter.

If there were a few people in the kingdom who dared to insult the king in front of everyone, Sam Linton was one of them.

The Linton family has existed for five hundred years, even before the Kingdom of Clay was established.

Moreover, during these five hundred years, it has always occupied Nistag, the most fertile territory of the Kingdom of Klei. Of course, some people have tried to covet this territory, even the king is no exception.

But there is no doubt that these people are dead, and even a former king was overthrown by the Linton family.

Fortunately, the Linton family has never had any ambitions, otherwise the Kingdom of Clay would have been named "Linton" many years ago.

"Alright, alright! You want the fucking king? The Linton family has never been afraid of a challenge. It was just the explosion in Osdena Forest, wasn't it? The Linton family will take it. When His Royal Highness the Prince grows up, I will dethrone that fat pig!"

Everyone couldn't hold back any longer after hearing what Sam said, and when one man laughed out loud, everyone seemed to be infected with a contagious disease.

This king doesn't have a very good reputation.

"Stop laughing, come on, let's talk about the price!" Sam sat down in the main seat with a big look and glanced at these guys.

This time, it was a huge loss.

These guys sitting below are all big shots in Nicetak.

The branch president of the Mercenary Guild, the Grand Mage of the Mage Alliance, the deans of various colleges, the Thieves Guild...

"My Lord! How about this? You exempt our Mercenary Guild from taxes for ten years, and I..." The big man, wearing a tattered cloth robe and with thick hair, laughed mischievously.

"Get lost! Three years at most!" Sam immediately knew what this guy was thinking: "The Mercenaries Union makes money every day, and taxes are collected in ten years? Marshall, are you also trying to suck my blood like a fat pig?"

"Isn't it time to negotiate the price? Should we negotiate a higher price? So, eight years?"

The speaker was Marshall Dillon, president of the Mercenaries' branch.

He and Sam had the best relationship. The two of them formed a mercenary group together to pursue their young dreams.

But in the end, Sam was defeated by reality and had to go home to inherit the title and property of the Linton family.

"Eight years? Marshall, you can't take the opportunity to cheat me! Brothers should settle accounts clearly. Five years!" Sam shouted coldly.

But his angry look still made everyone present laugh out loud.

The Linton family always gets along so well.

"Six years!" Marshall gritted his teeth and said, "As long as the tax is exempted for six years, I will increase the points for the task of blocking the beast tide, so that I can attract more mercenaries to help defend! This will cost a lot of gold coins, and I have already used my privileges for this matter!"

"Okay!" Sam agreed without thinking.

To upgrade the level of mercenaries, a lot of points are needed in exchange for more benefits and reputation.

If the mercenaries could increase their points, it would indeed attract more people to stop the beast tide.

After negotiating with Yifang, Sam looked at the old man in wizard robes on the right: "It's your turn..."

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"Sir, this is the main city of Nistad - Linton City. Their lord is Sam Linton, the hereditary Grand Duke of the Kingdom of Klei. Here, in this city, there are also many important branches of power. I suggest that we start with mercenaries. Make it bigger and stronger, and create glory!"

While the Lord of Nistad was still negotiating the price with the big guys, a group of strangely dressed people appeared at the gate of Linton City.

Nearly forty people.

They were all dressed in grey robes and hoods, wrapping their bodies tightly.

Even the smile beneath the brim of his hat was a strange, yet mysterious mask. Funny, yet creepy.

The person who was speaking had a heavy voice and carried a huge sword on his back. He was very respectful to the person holding the white cat next to him.

However, this time when he spoke, his voice was a little nervous: "Mr. Nicholas, can we change the mask? This mask looks... quite scary!"

"Hey, Marcus. I've said before that cultivation still requires cultivation of the mind. People are born with only a body, so don't worry too much about your appearance. And... you may not look better without the mask than with it on."

Marcus: ...