Lord: Married To A Countess At The Beginning

Quentin suspected that he had heard wrongly.

What did Gray say?

He wants to provide food and weapons to the wolves?

Quentin found it ridiculous when he heard it.

Human greed is recognized by all races on the continent.

These guys are always full of bad ideas.

Since he was a child, he has listened to the warnings of the elders of the tribe: when humans take the initiative to approach you, you should be careful.

When they say they want to do business with you, be very careful.

Many orc tribes used to do business with humans, but in the end the entire tribe was sold to a mine on the other side of the continent for mining.

Quentin looked wary: "We have nothing to exchange with you. We have no gold coins or silver coins."

Gray said with a smile: "I know you don't use gold coins to trade, so I said, using your specialties, you orcs can also trade with each other, right? I also heard that some businessmen will also trade with you. Why? You can make deals with them, but you can’t make deals with us?”

There was some displeasure in Gray's eyes. If the old man dared to refuse, he would get angry on the spot.

Anyway, it doesn't matter to him. Regardless of whether the old man agrees or not, he has to do business and build a city by the way.

Quentin was a little hesitant. There were indeed some businessmen doing business with them, but those people had established trust through long-term cooperation.

But as for Gray...

It's not that he doesn't want to agree.

For orcs, the more food, the better.

Especially the orc race like them, which consumes a lot of meat.

Because they know nothing about farming and are not in the mood to farm.

Their food sources are hunting and farming by the weak orcs they protect.

But this situation still cannot satisfy their consumption.

So when a human merchant brings food, they will basically buy it.

Those merchants would take the opportunity to take away some of the furs and bones of the monsters they hunted, or the special herbs, magic potions, minerals, etc. they found.

Of course, Quentin knows that their things can fetch high prices in the human world.

But so what if you know?

They have no channel to take action at all.

It can only be exchanged for some food of extremely low value.

Although the merchants would bring as much food as possible every time, they had been here for too long, and due to objective reasons, they could not bring too much food at once.

The current population of the wolf tribe can only be fixed within a certain number range due to food restrictions.

And if a large amount of food can be obtained, the wolf clan's power will begin to grow explosively in the next generation.

But that kind of stable food source is hard to find.

Quentin glanced at Gray. For some reason, he felt that Gray could do it.

But this human being is not as simple as it seems.

At such a young age, he is already a high-level warrior.

I wonder what big family is behind this kind of talent.

Would people with this kind of power really do business with them?

Quentin was silent, seeming to think about it.

Gray raised his eyebrows. Does this old guy really disagree?

Just when Gray was thinking about overturning the table or threatening the old werewolf, Quentin suddenly exhaled: "If you can guarantee the stability and quantity of food, and the price is right, we can trade."

Gray immediately agreed upon hearing this: "No problem! Okay, let's talk about the second thing. I want to build a trading market within your area of ​​activity to ensure a stable supply of food to you. How about it? Am I very with honesty?"

When Quentin heard Gray's words, his face suddenly turned green.

He felt that his intelligence had been insulted!

This is not a trading market. This is clearly a blatant effort to build a human city!

Quentin shook his head without even thinking: "Impossible, don't even think about it. Don't think that we don't know your purpose. We humans can make deals with you, but you will never be allowed to get involved in our territory!"

Orcs are very territorial, and so is Quentin.

Gray didn't care about Quentin's reaction. He just said calmly: "Forget it, I'm going to kill that woman named Sha."

Quentin was furious and almost overturned the table. His breath was released suddenly and the whole room shook.

Gray was still sitting steadily on the sofa drinking tea.

"Want to fight?"

After the old werewolf finished getting angry, Gray spoke calmly.

Quentin stared at Gray: "Human, you can't bear the wrath of the wolves!"

Gray: "You may not know much about me. Let me introduce myself. My name is Gray. I am the Countess of Fieldland and Anna's husband."

Gray's words made Quentin, who was furious and ready to overturn the table on the spot, immediately calm down.

"You mean Countess Anna?"

Quentin said dryly.

Gray nodded gracefully: "Yes, if you are angry, just come."

Quentin:…

His body, which had just begun to transform into a beast, began to return to its human form.

Then he sat in silence for a while, then took a sip of tea to hide his embarrassment.

"I'm just making sure. You're talking about the countess, right?"

Quentin stared into Gray's eyes, seemingly in disbelief.

Gray continued to nod: "Of course, how about I call her over and you can confirm?"

Quentin was startled and waved his hand quickly: "No, no, the Countess is very busy. I heard that those things in the East Wright Mountains became active again and attacked Black Rock City? I don't know what the situation is."

Gray: "Fortunately, Black Rock City was lost for one day, and Anna snatched it back the next day."

Quentin's Adam's apple twitched, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead: "Bring it back the next day?"

Gray: "What if?"

Quentin's expression was a little tense, and he smiled stiffly: "Haha, as expected of a countess, she is still so strong."

Gray glanced at Quentin: "Speaking of which, your orc kingdom has been attacked by demonic waves for more than a hundred years. Are you also constantly fighting for the city with the demons? Has the war of attrition brought you down?"

Quentin's mouth twitched when he heard this, a war of attrition?

They just wanted to consume it and hold on for a while.

But at that time, it was impossible for anyone to withstand the dense tide of monsters. Not to mention the war of attrition, almost wherever the monster tide surged, it was destroyed instantly.

As for taking back the city?

Just kidding, those demon kings leading the monster tide are simply not something they can compete with!

It only took ten days from the outbreak of the monster wave to the destruction of the orc kingdom.

He was still a teenager at the time, and he will never forget the scene in his life.

He had only experienced that kind of fear engraved in his bones twice in his life.

The first time was the wave of monsters more than a hundred years ago, and the second time was when I met the Countess ten years ago...

Quentin smiled dryly, and then changed the topic decisively: "Let's continue talking about the trading market."

Gray felt a little embarrassed when he heard this and said, "Would it make it difficult for you? After all, I still have to build some houses and walls next to the trading market."

Quentin: (?_?)

"No...it's not difficult, but we still need to discuss it..."

Quentin's throat felt dry.

Gray immediately relaxed: "As long as it's not difficult to do, I'm most afraid of causing trouble to others."

Quentin was already breathing fragrance in his heart.

Gray started to discuss the trading market with him with a smile on his face.

Soon, Quentin drew a piece of land in the northeast of the wolf tribe's territory.

"Let's go here! The terrain here is flat and there is a river. It's very convenient."

Quentin said with a smile.

Gray glanced at the location, then pointed to the bull head sign on the map and said, "What sign is this?"

Quentin said perfunctorily: "It's just the symbol of the tauren, don't worry about it."

Gray glanced at him: "Then the snake-shaped logo below is the snake people?"

Quentin nodded without blushing or out of breath: "Yes."

Gray chuckled: "It seems you picked a good place."

Quentin didn't feel guilty at all: "This is indeed the territory of our wolf tribe, but because it is on the border, the other two tribes are always eyeing it.

I can't promise you other places, but this kind of place can. As long as you can stand here, you can use it as you like, and we, the wolf clan, will not interfere.

I can only give you this place. I can guarantee that you will never be interfered by the wolf clan, and the wolf clan will give priority to doing business with you. This is the greatest sincerity I can show. "

Gray nodded, and Quentin, this old guy, had his calculations slapped in his face.

But he still agreed.

This start was much better than he imagined.

He thought he would have to at least have a fight with the wolves.

I didn’t expect Anna’s name to be so useful.

As soon as he mentioned Anna, the old man became quiet and made concessions.

Although this old guy Quentin thought he had caused a huge trouble for Gray.

But Gray doesn't care.

I even feel that the difficulty of building a territory has been reduced a lot.

Since the wolf clan has said that he can use this land casually, he will use it casually for a while.