Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

It has been more than a month since the red tea tree was planted in the Mangrove Canyon.

During this period, Weilin would visit the Black Pig Ranch and Luoniu Camel Ranch almost every day, and from time to time he would go to Qingteng Mountain and Mangrove Manor to check on the status of these four animals and plants.

As the four pillars of the territory's future, he could not afford not to care so much.

If there were mistakes in the cultivation process and the crops died, he would not even have a place to cry.

A few days ago, a gold-level warrior from the Nankul Chamber of Commerce came to the Praying Star Lake, took away 6,000 bottles of ice blue magic potions alone, left 18,000 gold coins, and left.

Looking at the space equipment carried by the other party, Weilin was very envious.

A space equipment of only one cubic meter is sold for 200,000 gold coins or more, and it is often still in a state of being unavailable for purchase.

"My lord, a knight who claims to be the 16th Knights of the Kingdom wants to see you." Kyle entered the study and reported to Weilin.

"Let him in."

After more than ten minutes of inspection, a young knight entered the study, beat his chest and saluted, saying: "Lord Weilin, I am the financial secretary of the 16th Knights, and also the apprentice of Lord Madmonchi. You can call me Kak."

"Kak, welcome."

Weilin asked Kyle to prepare tea, and then invited Kak to sit in the guest room next door.

"How is Captain Madmonchi recently?"

Kak heard this and said politely: "Master led the Knights to support the border of the kingdom last year and made great contributions. The military has upgraded the 16th Knights to the third-level Silver Knights, and he is busy expanding the personnel of the Knights."

"Congratulate Lord Madmonchi for me."

Weilin didn't know how many Silver Knights there were in the Kingdom of Ilia, but he knew the classification of the Silver Knights.

The Silver Knights are divided into five levels from low to high, namely Athos, Roman, Saint Clo, Kalilan, and the highest level Micah, named after the most outstanding kings of the five generations of the Kingdom of Ilia.

As for the structure of the other levels of the Silver Knights, Weilin is not very clear, but he knows the real structure of the Micah-level Silver Knights.

A Micah-level Silver Knights has a Soul-level Knights leader, three Soul-level Knights deputy leaders, 100 gold-level knights, 1,000 silver knights, 3,000 bronze knights, and 5,000 high-level knight attendants, and a 300-man team of all silver-level priests.

The Ex family has three Micah-level Silver Knights, the most powerful of which is in the hands of his father Angus, named Eagle Knights, and can only command this Knights in the name of Earl Eagle.

The other two are in the hands of Earl Andusi Oster and Earl Hurricane Ivelios.

As for how other Micah-class silver knights configure their logistics, he does not know, but one of the soul-level deputy leaders of the Eagle Knights holds a large storage space ring in his hand, which supports the logistics operation of the entire knights.

It is impossible to support this knight group with only territory taxes. As far as he knows, there is no powerful noble force that relies on its own territory taxes to support a Micah-class knight group. Almost all of them rely on the income from the output of family industries to support their own troops and increase the loyalty of the knight group.

In fact, Weilin is very confused about the tax collection system of the Kingdom of Ilia.

Some nobles below the earl can only rely on squeezing the territory and sucking the bones of the people to maintain their noble cards and family power. It is outrageous that he can squeeze out 50,000 or 60,000 gold coins a year from a baron territory with a population of only 20,000.

And most nobles above the earl basically implement medium or low taxes in their own territories, and the average distribution to each resident is less than five silver coins, because the tax revenue of their territory each year is less than one-tenth of the total income.

It can be said that no noble family with a good reputation can live on taxes.

Moreover, the higher the title and the stronger the family, the more they have to maintain their face, at least on the surface, they have to treat the people of their territory well.

"Sir, I came here this time to trade with you on behalf of my master and the 16th Knights." Kak looked at Weilin in a trance and said softly.

"Oh, okay." Weilin came back to his senses from thinking and said to Kak, "How many ice blue potions can you take in a year."

Kak saw that the other party pushed the problem to him, and he was not angry. He said calmly: "Sir Vera, the Knights have recently expanded their personnel, and the military funds given by the upper level are limited. We can only buy about 2,000 bottles at most."

"But don't worry, after these few years, the Knights will complete the expansion, and the military funds will increase, and the purchase of potions will definitely increase." Fearing that the other party would be dissatisfied, Kak added.

"Kak, I'm not angry." Weilin waved his hand and said, "Buying and selling such things requires mutual consent. With the help of Lord Madmonchi, I won't be so petty."

"Ice Blue Potion, the purchase price of Nankul Chamber of Commerce is three gold coins per bottle. Can you accept it?"

"No problem, we fully accept it."

Kak replied immediately, and then took out six gold notes with a face value of one thousand and put them on the table.

"Kyle, pack two thousand bottles of Ice Blue Potion."

"Yes, my lord."

Then the two chatted for another half an hour. At this time, Kyle came in to report that the goods had been loaded on the carriage, and Kak immediately resigned.

Weilin tried to keep him for a while, and when he saw that the other party refused, he personally sent him away from the Praying Star Lake.

Back in the study, Weilin just sat down and saw Kyle walk in quickly.

"My Lord, Lord Baird sent someone to report that Kazak, the son of the Governor of Kadlo Province, arrived in Qixing Town and wanted to see you, as well as the arrogant nobleman in Mangrove Canyon a month ago."

"No hurry, leave him alone first, and say I have something to do, and we'll talk tomorrow."

"Yes."

...

In a hotel in Qixing Town, Kazak received the other party's words and his face looked a little bad.

"Cousin, this country bumpkin looks down on you and dares to neglect you like this." After the servant left, Charles couldn't help but instigated.

"Shut up." Kazak scolded Charles, "It's all because of you, a waste, who has no eyes, otherwise why would I come to this place."

"Cousin, you..."

"Shut up from now on, there's news from my uncle, if you can't get the other party's forgiveness, you'll be ready to be a pig for the rest of your life." Kazak ignored the other party and left the room.

After hearing this, Charles sat on the ground with a dull look in his eyes.

"I don't want to be a pig, I don't want to be a reproductive tool."

"My life has just begun, I don't want it, I don't want it."

The door slammed, waking up Charles, who couldn't help but crawl on the ground and cry.

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