Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Egno, the director of the Territory Medical Hospital, finished his day's work, changed his white work clothes, put on the most popular civilian gentleman's outfit in the territory, and walked slowly towards the Alchemy Laboratory.

Tonight he made an appointment with Chris, the director of the Alchemy Laboratory, to visit the Potion Botanical Garden to see a unique magical plant that only blooms at night.

The pioneering leader is completely different from when I first came. It is hard to imagine that this place was originally a ruin of ancient mage ruins, but now it is covered with gray and black hard flat roads, and the two sides of the green tree-shaded streets are neatly arranged. A row of cement-drained houses are built, the first floor is used as a shop to operate, and the second floor is used for daily living.

However, there are not many people living in this new residential area yet, and the Territory City Hall has just hung them out and is still for sale.

At the intersection, people from territorial areas stopped and watched the house. They should have been selected after get off work. Each family came to see the house on site. A young city hall apprentice was next to each family, and they enthusiastically introduced the batch to the buyer. Advantages of new houses.

The townhouses are about seven or eight meters away from the street, separated by tender green lawns and slab-covered drainage ditches, like a clear separation line. I heard that as long as you buy a house, the grass in front of the door and the backyard will be You can separate it out by yourself with a fence to get a free garden nursery.

It has to be said that compared to the magic capital Alaya, which is prosperous but densely populated and chaotic, the city of the Puhuangling is obviously much cleaner. Whether it is houses, roads, shops and trees, they are neatly planned. The fixed position is like the pieces on the square chessboard.

This is a uniform beauty, just like the magical plants planted in rows of incredible plants in the Potion Botanical Garden, arranged in a very coordinated manner - according to Lord Harvey, this is the pure beauty of order.

Egno is now quite famous in the territory. Unlike Asdaren and Lener, who are low-key and do not like to show up, and Pierce, who is serious all day long, he has no airs of a spellcaster, and comes with daily reception and treatment. The head of the hospital is very gentle and patient, making people feel like spring breeze.

Passers-by who meet along the way will nod or take off their hats to greet him, and smile and call him Lord Egno. However, he prefers the title of Mr. Dean more than the title of "Sir, Lord, Lord" superior. , looks friendly and professional.

Walking through the streets of two new residential areas, you can see the alchemy laboratory where Chris works - the laboratory is a special institution nominally affiliated with the industrial department and actually operates independently. It has always cooperated with the medical hospital's pharmacy research and development department. Close relationship.

As soon as Egno reached the door, he saw a town hall Population Department official walking out side by side with Chris.

"Mr. Egno, you're here!" the young official said with a smile. "The city registration office sent someone to inform me that there were seven or eight people coming from the southern border holding the handwritten recommendation letters of you and Superintendent Chris in hand. , but because of his identity cannot be verified, he is still being stopped at the city gate. I will come here to notify you two..."

He coughed a little awkwardly, as if considering how to describe the wording. He raised his hand and pointed at his ears embarrassedly, and said quietly, "They look...it seems to be your fellow tribe."

"It's Sandra!" Egno looked at Chris excitedly, "Go to the city gate registration office! We want to greet him in person!"

...

Pulling Chris to the south gate, a familiar figure standing in front of the shed at the registration office in the city came into view. Egno looked closely and found that he was indeed his close friend and fellow tribe when he was in the southern border, and he was also a mixed elf bloodline. Sandra.

"Mr. Egno! The golden tree is on it! It's really you!" The young fellow tribe also noticed the two people who were rushing to come with a sharp eye, and jumped up and waved their hands with excitement.

Chris took out the city permit issued by Harvey himself and handed it to the commander of the defense army, "This is a talent specially approved by the Lord Lord. It's a bit late today. I will take them to the city hall to register their identity information tomorrow. of."

The leader of the defense army raised his hand and took the permit to enter the city and carefully identified it. "Sir, they were only allowed to stay in the foreign guesthouse before they registered their identity. This is the rule... Please forgive me."

Egno had long been accustomed to the way these civilian soldiers were doing their business, and smiled without caring about it, "It's okay, then let's settle them in the guesthouse first. It's really hard to go along."

Sandra, who was finally released, quickly followed the two of them and muttered in a low voice: "Are these soldiers guarding the city the lord's personal guards? They were too strict to check, just about to ask about my ancestral home and origin. , I couldn't help them with a small bag of silver coins…”

Chris couldn't help laughing, "A bag of silver coins? How many are there?"

"All ten!" Sandra was stunned for a moment and answered honestly.

"Hahahahaha!" Chris and Egno looked at each other, laughing at the same time, "Even if there is no territorial law, you can't bribe these soldiers with this little money. Their monthly salary is at least 120 gold. Yuan, uh… if converted into silver coins, the quantity is equal.”

"What is gold yuan? Is the lord's private coins minted? But... 120 silver coins are more than 1 gold pound! How can an ordinary civilian soldier receive so much military salary? The lord here has several seats Are gold and silver deposits?”

Egno stopped laughing and answered seriously: "You can't copy what you saw and heard in the cities of the noble lords in the southern border to our place. Compared with the noble private soldiers who make money by collecting city taxes and extorting civilians, the treatment of the pioneer army is comparable to those lower-class nobles and small landlords who own a small amount of fiefdom. Naturally, they disdain to bully and oppress others."

"Moreover, the military law in the territory is strict. Extortion, plunder or private bribery are strictly prohibited. Once discovered, they will be handed over to the military court. At the least, they will be expelled from the army, and at the most, they will be directly sentenced to labor."

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However, as technical officials, Chris and Egno were obviously not interested in these territorial policies and laws, and quickly changed the subject, "Sandra, we clearly sent you a letter three months ago, why did it only arrive here now, and there was no news in the middle, I almost worried that you had an accident..."

Sandra sighed and whispered: "You also know that I have been detained in the Federation branch in Orland. At first, they said they would send me back to Norien for internal trial by the elves, but later I don’t know why they dragged it on. If you hadn’t found a way to use the relationship with Alaye, I don’t know how long we would have to suffer in prison..."

Mixed elves like Sandra are actually slightly different from Egno. Most of them have some elf blood in their ancestors, and their alien blood is already very thin. In addition to retaining some unique elf appearance characteristics, many people do not have a natural affinity for natural elements.

After Egno established himself in the territory through his hard work and outstanding abilities, he immediately thought of his distant relative who was still in prison in Orland, and quickly begged Harvey to use his high-level connections in the Federation to release them and invite them to come to the Pioneer Territory to serve the lord.

For this group of mixed-blood talents who were born with a talent for potions, Harvey certainly accepted them all, and agreed to their request to join the territory with a wave of his hand.