Start as Inherited Baroness

"I want all your iron ingots, some velvet, and wheat! And some wine.

As for the soap, I want the piece in your hand." Simon thought for a moment and said.

"Okay! Thank you, Baron, for taking care of the business!" The caravan leader smiled happily.

Then he went back to the camp to make arrangements and transported many goods out.

Among them, there were seven carts of pig iron ingots, about two pieces of velvet, twelve carts of wheat, and one cart of wine in oak barrels.

After Simon paid, he asked the soldiers to escort all the goods back to the camp.

He returned to the lord's hall, took out the soap and studied it for a while, rubbing and kneading it, and observing it through the light in the sun.

"It should be made of butter and wood ash, and maybe mixed with some unknown spices. It's not difficult.

According to the caravan leader, only the McLen family in the Eagle Kingdom can make soap, and the output is not too high.

Otherwise, it should be sold everywhere in the kingdom.

If it costs five golden eagles, it is also a luxury, but it is not too outrageous.

There is a big business opportunity here. I can try it when I am safe." Simon muttered in his heart.

But the current priority is to deal with the threat from Sir Halls of Maple Leaf Castle.

The soap matter can be put aside.

He put the soap into the storage column and waited in the lord's hall for a while. Mad came to pay a visit with two mercenary leaders.

The leader of the Falcon Mercenary Group is a tall young man who only wears a set of iron light armor lined with a single layer of chain mail.

He doesn't look too strong, but he carries a rosewood longbow.

I think he is good at archery.

Simon stared at him for a moment, and saw that he was dark yellow with a little red glow.

That is to say, he might be able to kill Simon, but he couldn't win in a head-on confrontation, and his physical fitness was about that of a high-level warrior.

No black smoke, no malice, still trustworthy.

The other was a burly and strong man, although he also had a Western face, but his hair was black, a standard Beifengdi style.

He was the leader of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group, wearing heavy scale armor, and looked well-equipped.

Simon also stared at him as usual, but was slightly surprised that he was emitting black smoke all over his body, and his chicken feet were completely exposed.

This person's strength was average, probably a low-level silver warrior.

Simon thought about it, he might be sent by Halls, but he didn't take him down immediately, which might alert the enemy.

But he couldn't just leave it alone.

He paused for a moment, looked at the leader of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group, and said softly: "Your name is Manfu, right? I have a mission for you.

There are tribes of dog-headed men and jackals in the western forest. I send you to strangle them.

Kill one and you will be rewarded with three silver deer, and capture one alive and you will be rewarded with five silver deer."

Manfu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said happily: "Thank you, Baron! We will do our best!"

"Well, go ahead." Simon smiled, with a cold light in his kind eyes.

Manfu bowed respectfully and walked out.

"My lord, I wonder if there is anything I can do for you?"

The leader of the Falcon Mercenary Group couldn't help it when he saw this.

"You just patrol along the river, and be mainly responsible for protecting the safety of the camp." Simon smiled and said.

"Yes." The man responded with some disappointment, but he didn't object and retreated.

After that, Simon went to see the leaders of other mercenary groups again, and found no problems, so he returned to the lord's hall with peace of mind and began to learn magic.

He remembered that someone once said that when something important happens, one must be calm, so the more such a time, the more one must sit still.

Time passed quickly, and it was dusk in a blink of an eye. Simon woke up from meditation.

This time he gained a lot. With the help of the Book of Illusions, he successfully engraved the rune of healing in the spiritual sea.

In other words, this spell can be cast instantly in the future, and yellow light will be emitted when raising your hand.

Simon was very satisfied, and then he was going to engrave the spark spell or the light spell. The former was convenient for making fire.

The latter could create a light source at night, provide vision for the soldiers, and also deter dark creatures.

After dinner, Simon exercised for a while, studied heraldry under the candle, and then fell asleep with Winness in his arms.

Nothing happened that night.

The next day, Mad and others were busy preparing, and the camp was much cleaner.

Kailin also put on a white robe to dress up as a priest...

After a busy day, it was soon evening again.

Simon was about to eat when Mad suddenly came to report: "Baron, Manf's Ice Wolf Mercenary Group killed a lot of dog-headed people today.

I want to ask for a reward."

"Huh? Are they so anxious? How many did they kill? How many did they catch?" Simon frowned and asked.

"Killed 31 dog-headed people, 13 jackals, and captured 17 dog-headed people." Mad reported respectfully.

"What a capable person, huh, really in a hurry to reincarnate..." Simon sneered in his heart.

"Get ready, kill two goats and cook them, put them in an empty oak barrel, and then we will go to the West Post to comfort them.

Take all the guards, and..."

He thought for a while and explained to Mad.

"Yes! Got it!" Mad saluted respectfully and went.

Not long after, they were ready, took a few cargo wagons, and rode out of the camp.

When the afterglow in the sky was about to disappear, they arrived at the West Post.

Manfu's Ice Wolf Mercenary Group is stationed here, and there are also some foot soldiers led by personal guards.

"Baron, we have gained a lot today!"

After Simon led people into the outpost, Manfu greeted them with a smile and said respectfully.

"You did a good job. I came here to comfort you today.

Is everyone here?" Simon asked.

"Sir, it is not suitable to enter the forest at night. All our mercenaries are resting in this outpost." Manfu responded.

Simon nodded and stared at him for a moment, and found that this person was still emitting black air.

He looked at the other members of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group again. From the perspective of reconnaissance, many people were also emitting black smoke.

"Is this mercenary group supported by Maple Leaf Castle? It seems that many elite members know some inside information..."

Simon secretly speculated in his heart.

"Damn, give them enough silver deer according to the number of orcs they killed." Simon ordered.

"Yes! You have a total of..." Mad responded, and began to touch the purse on his waist.

"Baron, thank you for your generosity."

Manfu saluted with a smile on his face and took the coins, but if you look closely at this smile, you can see a little mockery.

Simon smiled, glanced at them again, and then looked at Mad, who nodded slightly to him, indicating that the members of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group were indeed all present.

"Okay, go get the boiled goat and let them eat it to their heart's content!" he ordered immediately.

"Yes!" Mad responded, and arranged for someone to get the cooked mutton and mutton soup in the oak barrel.

As soon as the lid was opened, the fragrance immediately filled the air, and it was still slightly warm. Many members of the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group swallowed their saliva.

"Come on, everyone has a share."

Mad waved his hand, and immediately a dozen personal soldiers came over and began to distribute the mutton and mutton soup in wooden bowls.

"Thank you very much, sir!"

Manfu smiled, then took the first bowl and put his finger into the soup to test it, but there was no reaction on his face.

He seemed a little wary, but there was no problem.

Other mercenaries also rushed over, and soon everyone had a bowl and started eating and drinking.

There is no decent settlement in Xisaidi at present, so there is naturally no place like a market.

If the mercenaries want to eat meat, they can only hunt by themselves, and the roasted meat is actually quite unpalatable.

As soon as this mutton soup with spices and a lot of salt entered their mouths, they couldn't stop eating.