Lord: I am in a world of pain, raising a girl

"There is also a horse hunter named Dum. That bastard sneaked into the lord's backyard in the middle of the night, killed the stallion, and escaped the hanging by sophistry. He is a very courageous pervert. Maybe you can let him be a diplomatic advisor."

Field almost flipped the table over.

What a special horse hunter!

The Night Lord lacks talents for work, and as for diplomacy, it can't play vertical and horizontal alliances with the corpses.

Don't sneak into the stable in the middle of the night and kill your beloved warhorse.

"Let's talk about Tate." Field wiped the cold sweat.

After learning the information, Field came to the warden Tate and sat down without any hesitation.

"My name is Field, the Lord of Night Territory." Field crossed his fingers and said sincerely, "I need someone who knows how to manage and can read and write, especially someone who can control slaves and detect any disturbances. I don't know if your professional ability is up to the task."

Tate is a middle-aged man with a beard, who looks very determined: "I can read and write. I learned it from an old monk when I was a child, but the problem is that I can only manage prisoners."

"At least we have something in common. I will give you a salary far higher than the market price, three times, three times your original salary."

" That has to be a life-long pursuit. I have a wife, a daughter, and a mother. The Northern Province is not a place for people to go. It is an absolute place of death. "

"Nightfall Territory is dangerous, there is no doubt about that, but if you are content with the status quo, it may be more dangerous." Field spread his hands, "I heard that you are upright and have offended many people during law enforcement, and your colleagues don't like you. I think his local gangs have been ready for revenge, especially against your family."

"They dare!" Tate's eyes were red, and he smashed the wooden wine glass angrily, spilling beer all over the floor.

"From your reaction, I know I guessed right, and you know it yourself."

Field knew that this hit his sore spot: "Let's go to the Night Territory. It may be a hell full of corruption, but it may be better than a hell full of corruption. In addition, I want to add that the Northern Province is not an absolute death place. At least I am still alive."

"You persuaded me." Tate sat down decadently. He was worried that the mob would attack his wife and daughter. "I just want to escape now. Maybe the remote cursed land is my destination."

Then Field verified Tate's knowledge.

About a quarter of an hour later, Field laughed and put a gold coin on the table: "This is the resettlement fee. Come to the post station outside the city before noon tomorrow to find me."

Tate was almost blinded by the gold coin. He didn't expect that the noble in front of him was willing to take out a gold coin after just a short chat.

"This is too much."

Now that Field is rich and powerful, he immediately said firmly: "This is my sincerity, don't let me down."

"Okay." Tate stopped talking nonsense and left quickly.

"Sir, hehe, I heard that you are looking for talents." A woman in revealing clothes bent over and approached.

Field glanced at it, and his sight was led into the ditch.

This ditch is really bottomless.

"Ahem, yes, do you have any recommendations?" Field subconsciously continued.

The woman bumped into Field with the ball, and then pointed to her chest: "Put a silver coin in my 'treasure cave', I guarantee it's worth it."

Field was dizzy from being hit by the cotton, and quickly stood up, kept a distance, and then reached out to hand the silver coin to the woman: "Miss, I only come for valuable information, not for fun, please be serious."

He is a man who rejected the "stunning dancer", of course he can't fall into her hands.

The woman twisted uncomfortably. It was the first time she felt the feeling of "seriousness" and "gentleman". She said, "Okay, sir, I have a carpenter client, who is also an old friend. His name is Greyhound. He is very good at handwork. Uh, I mean he is very good at carpentry. In order to make more money, I want to try my luck in other places. Maybe you can recruit him."

"Where is he?" Field stood up excitedly.

"He went to the Chamber of Commerce to find a job."

Just like what happened in the Night Territory, the streets of Maple Leaf City are filled with domestic garbage and excrement. The mixed rotten smell makes people dizzy. Field rubbed his nose. Since coming to this world, his nose has not been comfortable for a day.

"Hello, I'm here to find Greyhound. I heard that he is looking for a job. I think there will be a place for him in my territory." Field found the front desk of the Merchants Guild.

"Oh, you're a little late. He has been recruited by Kuchi, a businessman and economic advisor, and is about to go to Fulan City to build a stable for Lord Adrian Ross."

Adrian Ross, Field's younger brother, is also a perverted noble who killed the original owner's sweetheart.

The front desk answered respectfully, and then, he was stunned for a moment, pointed behind Field and said, "My lord, Kuchi is here, maybe you can buy the carpenter with enough gold coins."

Field turned his head and saw Kuchi's horrified eyes.

Kuchi was a sophisticated businessman wearing a long-sleeved linen shirt and leather boots. The woolen cloak he was wearing alone could feed an ordinary person for two or three months.

"You...you..." Kuchi thought he saw a ghost, and trembled to pull his son beside him, "Valkyrie! Can you see him? Damn, didn't Field go to the Night? He turned into a ghost and came back!"

His son was also confused, rubbing his eyes, stretching his neck, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Don't be so surprised." Field took the initiative to step forward and raised his eyebrows at the businessman who was over fifty years old. "I'm not dead yet. Are you surprised or surprised?"

Kuchi was confused. In his impression, few people who entered the Northern Province could come out alive, at least those who were not protected by the army and the Chosen Ones could not do it at all.

Therefore, after the Bull Territory proved that Field had entered the Northern Province, the Ross family had already acquiesced to Field's death.

Even the room was vacated and used as a temporary guest room.

Even relatives and friends were invited to hold a mourning party for Field, and everyone sang and danced until late.

"Damn it! I have to tell Lord Adrian." Kuchi exclaimed in a low voice, but as a mature businessman, he could still keep a hypocritical smile on his face, "Oh! Thanks to the blessing of the goddess, I am very happy to see you safe and sound, respected Baron Field."

The words sounded nice, but the old man didn't even have a basic greeting, which was extremely perfunctory.

"I am also very happy to meet you, my brother's economic advisor." Field's mouth corners raised, not blaming Kuchi for being rude.

Kuchi patted his chest and said, "You are still as kind as ever. I don't know what you are doing at the Merchants Association. If I can help, I will definitely do my best. I think Lord Adrian will also be happy to help. He misses you a lot."