Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"You still need to be cautious on the battlefield, don't be reckless." Weilin couldn't help but remind him.

"I will restrain myself in the future." Brian smiled bitterly, "The war of millions is indeed cruel. Even the second-line battlefield is not so easy to fight."

"It's not easy to get military merits. I have been attacked frequently during this trip. Although I can deal with it, I have also suffered many casualties."

"This is the cruelty of war. No matter what you do, there are risks." Brian deeply agrees. In the future, recklessness will also be based on occasions. In the future, the war will definitely be based on Adrian's opinion. He doesn't want to walk on the edge of life and death again.

"Lord Weilin, do you still have this kind of magic potion?"

At this time, Adrian interrupted the communication between the two and asked suddenly.

Seeing his master nod, Kyle reported to everyone: "We brought fifty bottles of ice blue potion this time. Thirteen bottles were consumed on the road, and one bottle was given to Lord Brian. There are thirty-six bottles left."

"Wei Lin, how many gold coins are there per bottle of ice blue potion? I want to buy twenty bottles."

Brian has a deep understanding of the efficacy of this potion.

The treatment effect is also the same as the diluted life potion. The most important thing is that the pain in the body is more than three to five times weaker than before. It is definitely a potion with a very high cost performance.

"Two gold coins per bottle." Wei Lin said without hesitation.

"Really? Don't lie to me." Brian looked at Wei Lin hesitantly, his tone a little uncertain.

"Of course I didn't lie to you. I supply three gold coins per bottle to the Nankur Chamber of Commerce."

Wei Lin smiled and said nonchalantly.

"Velin, I want to know how much of this potion you have left in stock."

"There are about 2,000 bottles left."

After hearing this, Brian hesitated: "Velin, I hope you can sell me 200 bottles."

"No problem, cousin, I'll leave you 20 bottles this time, and I'll deliver the remaining 180 bottles together during the next transportation." After thinking for a while, Weilin agreed.

"Go get 600 gold coins." Brian then ordered Adrian beside him.

"Cousin, two gold coins per bottle, there's no need to take so much." Weilin hurriedly spoke up to stop him.

"Although I'm reckless, I know the value of this kind of thing. Although it's weaker than the diluted holy water of life, the pain-relieving effect in it is definitely not available in the diluted life potion. I've made a profit."

Not long after, Adrian took out six gold notes of 100 gold coins and handed them to Weilin.

"Lord Weilin, this potion is very valuable. The church's price for diluted holy water of life is five gold coins per bottle. I suggest that you sell it to the public for ten or fifteen gold coins per bottle."

"Thank you for your suggestion, Adrian."

Weilin nodded and agreed with Adrian's suggestion.

Pricing the diluted holy water of life lower than the Life Church or the same price is to steal business from the church. Although it is only a partial snatch of business, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction from the church.

But if it is one to two times higher than the church's price, it can help screen customers and not affect the church's interests in the bottom market.

"How are my cousins?" Weilin raised his head and asked Brian.

"They are fine, but the troops have suffered a lot of losses. Uncle Alcott's troops suffered a 10% loss, and Uncle Edgar's troops suffered a 15% loss."

"So serious." Weilin was surprised by this.

"That's still good. Some noble armies have a casualty rate of up to 25%."

"How long will you fight? If you keep going like this, I'm afraid that the troops you have worked so hard to train will be wasted."

"According to the news received by the legion commander, Viscount Sigro, the main force of the legion is advancing smoothly. It will take about half a year to complete the first phase of the military goal, and then we should retreat to the Brazilian A camp."

"It seems that the goal is very clear. First, suppress the opponent's arrogance, and then train the troops. It's just a bit cruel to the troops participating in the first phase." Weilin was silent for a while, and then said.

Brian was very open-minded and did not feel angry: "Someone has to do this kind of thing, but we are just on the border. But then again, the more brutal the war, the more military merits you get."

"That's right. Think about it from another perspective. The nobles in the inland provinces may envy you." Weilin nodded in agreement.

"By the way, cousin, how many military merits do you have now."

Thinking of this, Weilin asked curiously.

"A little more than you, with three military exploits, but still a long way from becoming a viscount." Brian replied with a smile.

"It's really far, let's see who will become a viscount first."

"Okay, let's compete."

Brian clenched his right fist and stretched it out in front of Weilin.

Seeing this, Weilin also clenched his right fist, palm down, and touched it with Brian, forming an informal bet.

"It's getting late, I still have to go to see my two cousins, cousin, you should take good care of your injuries and don't go to the battlefield recently." Weilin stood up and said goodbye to Brian.

"I understand. Be careful when you go back. Although there are no monsters higher than silver level in the rear, there are also many difficult monster clans."

"I remember."

After Weilin left, Brian lay on the bed and said to his guardian knight Adrian: "I have a feeling that my cousin will definitely become a viscount within ten years."

"My lord, why don't you make this informal bet with Lord Weilin?"

"Hahaha, you don't understand this. It's good to put some pressure on my cousin."

"But, I don't think you can put pressure on Lord Weilin?" Adrian answered seriously.

"Uh, why is that?"

Brian asked puzzled.

"When you were communicating with Lord Weilin just now, I observed the young man next to him. He has the strength of a silver knight, and he is not one of Lord Weilin's fourteen guardian knights. This means that this young man was trained by Lord Weilin from scratch."

"Is it so outrageous?"

Brian looked at Adrian with shock in his eyes.

"It's so outrageous." Adrian nodded heavily and confirmed again.

"Well, actually I was a little motivated just now. Now I decide to lie down and watch how Weilin rises as a witness." Brian collapsed on the bed again and said without any image.

Seeing this, Adrian covered Brian with a quilt and left the tent.

In this case, he had no choice but to obey the master's decision. What else could he do?

On the other hand, Weilin visited Alcott and Edgar separately and placed an order with them for 600 bottles of ice blue potion.

On the morning of the third day, the 13th Transport Battalion began to return to the Brazilian A camp.