Start as Inherited Baroness

Simon led his men to follow Willer and his party back to the Lord's Inn.

"Go and invite Baron Morse and Baron Taffman, and tell them that you want to introduce a new friend to them."

When they arrived at the door, Willer told his knight.

"Yes!" A big man in fish-scale armor responded and left with a dozen soldiers.

Simon observed carefully and found that Willer's subordinates were standing in groups, and each group was surrounded by a knight.

And most of the close guards beside him were slave soldiers with tattoos on their faces.

"Willer is not very stable, and the weak trunk and strong branches will cause trouble sooner or later." Simon thought to himself.

After waiting for a while, some people came out of the two Lord's Inns, and the leaders all wore the Lord's crown, obviously they were all barons.

"Baron Willer! Who is this?"

One of them was broad, with arms and legs almost the same thickness, and said in a rough and heroic voice.

"Let me introduce you. He is Baron Simon Hollen of the Courage Territory. He has a similar background to us.

We called you all here today to get to know each other. In the future, we should help each other!" Willier said with a smile.

"This is Baron Taffman, and that is Baron Morse." He then introduced Simon.

"Oh! Simon Hollen! I heard that you are the only male left in your family. It is not easy to get here. I admire you!"

Baron Taffman was the first to speak, with a straightforward look.

From the appearance, this man is about thirty years old, extremely strong, and has the physique of a golden warrior. I just don't know if he has mastered the fighting spirit.

"Hello, brothers. I am too young, and I need you to take care of me." Simon said politely.

"Don't be modest, brother. With Kelley helping you, we are not as good as you."

At this time, Morse spoke, his voice was calm and kind. Although his expression was a little cold, it was not offensive.

This man is a little short, about 1.7 meters, and among the four baron lords, he is the shortest.

Simon instinctively feels that this man is a bit scheming, and he may not be easy to deal with.

After a round of greetings, several people were invited by Willer to his place of residence.

It seems that he wants to be the leader of this group.

Simon agrees in his heart. After all, it is just an empty title. Not only is there no benefit, but it is also easy to attract attention.

He likes to protect everyone in front of him the most.

"Kaman, go and roast the head sheep quickly. In addition, bring the good wine you bought a few days ago.

Go to the Rose Tavern and find a few big orioles." Everyone sat down in the hall, and Willer ordered.

"Yes!" A servant behind him responded and left.

"Brothers, you have been here for so many days, I wonder if there is any news?

What exactly is this noble meeting going to discuss?"

Simon asked first, with a low attitude, putting himself in the position of a younger brother.

Among the four people present, he is indeed the youngest. He just turned sixteen this year and will be seventeen after the New Year.

And Willier and Taffman are both over thirty, and Murs is even older, about forty.

There are more than four personal barons promoted by Marquis Val, but now it seems that only these four families have survived for the time being.

Simon personally killed Baron Hela, and it is unknown why the others were killed.

"To be honest, we haven't found out any news. Those old nobles look down on us.

When they get together, they never bring us brothers.

But we also got close to some of His Highness's officers and finally learned something.

Anyway, at this meeting, the boundaries of each baron's territory must be clarified. Some barons who died young may have to choose heirs again."

Taffman seemed to be impatient and immediately took over.

"Almost. We can't get any more details. We have to say that our new nobles have too little connections.

I married a merchant's daughter. Do you marry noble women?" Morse also asked.

The other three did not speak, but shook their heads.

"Then we can only wait and see. When the meeting is held, we will know everything.

Anyway, His Highness Fedi cannot deprive us of our titles. We will just act accordingly. It's not a big deal to cry poor." Willier said with a smile.

The few of them chatted for a while.

"Oh, by the way, what do you produce in your territory? There are many stones in my pile of stone territory.

Now two quarries have been built, and a lot of stones are produced every day. If you need them, you can sell them cheaply.

Baron Simon bought them. How is it? Did he use them? Those stones are good, right?" He began to promote the goods in his territory again.

Most of the current lords in the West Seti have nothing to sell except wood and stone.

The prices of furs, orc slaves and other materials are also acceptable, but they are not so readily available, and it is not easy to accumulate a batch of goods.

"There are wood and fish in my territory, but fish are easy to rot, and the caravans will not accept them. Only wood can be sold for some money.

You should not lack this, right? In addition... there is clay. My clay is red and very fine, and can be used to make pottery.

However, I haven't had time to arrange for people to make it, and I am not very familiar with the process...

I really need your stone. How much is it? Please give me a discount!" Taffman continued.

"Don't worry, it must be the cheapest." Werrill looked happy and promised.

"I have a lot of trees and wood, no matter what, oak, rosewood, or ash, we have everything.

But there are dog-headed people and jackals in the forest, and it's hard to cut down a tree...

Oh, by the way, I also found iron ore in the territory, and now I have arranged slaves to mine and smelt it.

If you need it, just tell me, I will supply you first." Mers said with a smile.

Simon immediately turned his eyes to him after hearing this, and the others did the same.

Iron ore is an important resource, and it is quite scarce.

He immediately began to recall where the Ancient Tree Territory is.

He soon remembered that it was in the northeast of the Stone Territory, bordering it.

"It's a bit far away. We need to annex the Green Plain Territory, then take over the Water Gorge Territory, or directly annex the Stone Territory of Willir before we can meet them.

It's a bit difficult, and it won't be done overnight." Simon thought in his heart, smiling and calm.

"Brother, you are going to be rich! As far as I know, there are only a few nobles in the West Setian who have discovered iron mines in their territories.

You will do nothing in the future, just sit in the castle and count money!"

Willier's tone was full of surprise and jealousy. Why didn't this guy say it in the previous gatherings?

"It seems that you will be the only one who will be rich among us in the future." Taffman was much calmer.

Simon didn't say anything, but just nodded in agreement.

"I still have to rely on the help of my brothers. This iron mine is a disaster rather than a blessing in my hands.

I think, if there is a good thing, it is better for everyone to enjoy it together. Why don't we cooperate in development?"

Mers grinned and said generously.