Chapter 136: General Manager of the Sar-Lead Chamber of Commerce

They can take it and let it go, and they speak well and have extraordinary demeanor. If it weren't for their different positions and camps, Leon would be willing to be friends with this Tiger female knight.

In comparison, the Rodick Wolf Knight next to him is more like a clown.

"Knight Confney, you are too polite. It is my duty to defend the territory." Leon nodded calmly: "I will report the results of the battle to the Provincial Garage and the Temple of Tormond."

The Bemon Kingdom emphasizes military achievements the most. If most nobles do not make military achievements, they will not be able to reach a higher level in their entire lives.

Because of the lack of understanding in the Howling Forest, the goblins and black elves that led the tribe to destroy were not real and naturally they could not get recognized by the kingdom.

After winning this time in the Dark Land, he did not forget his previous lessons. All the destroyed black elves and goblin warriors left symbolic results.

The heads and noses of these two sacks will have a real record in the military headquarters and will also be an important weight for Leon to advance to a higher title in the future.

With this record and the dedication of 8,000 gold coins, the provincial garrison army has absolutely nothing to say.

If Leon is serious about it, he can prove his achievements in destroying a goblin city, then as long as the temple supports it, it will not be a problem for him to be promoted again.

Confne understood this, so her attitude towards Leon immediately changed.

Leon had no intention of showing off too much. As the saying goes, a big tree attracts wind, and Thrall still needs a period of stable development, so he doesn't want to attract too many attentions.

"Sir Baron, you can actually report your achievements to the Provincial Garage Department through us." Rodick said, looking at the sack on the ground.

He woke up from the shock just now, and a very complicated look flashed in his wolf's eyes: "We can also explain the situation of the Sar-leader to the garrison headquarters, which is good for both of us."

Thal is part of the Grey region, and the Stone Fortress is the headquarters of the Grey region. If Leon obtains a record, if it is reported by the Stone Fortress, both sides will indeed benefit.

But if there were no previous holidays, Leon might have really been a favor, but he was not a teenager.

Leon doesn't think that if he gives this favor, his grudges with the Rock Fortress will be wiped out. And who can guarantee that the fortress will not swallow his military achievements and then bite him in reverse?

Rodick didn't look like a good guy. He thought that he would smile hypocritically, and Leon would accept it happily?

Go dreaming!

Leon did not answer, but looked at Confne with a smile on his face.

Confne sighed softly: "Rodick, Baron Leon has his own ideas, and we can't force it."

After a pause, she continued: "I will report to the military department the advice of Salter, Baron Leon, we should say goodbye now."

Leon stood up and smiled and said, "Don't be so anxious. I want to hold a dinner for you tonight to express my apology for letting you wait for three days."

However, neither Confne nor Rodick had the idea of ​​staying there, especially the Wolf Knight, who felt that his face had been completely swept away, wanted to eat people, and before leaving, he glared at Leon with great resentment.

After seeing off the two uninvited guests, Leon immediately asked Concordia to go to Tormond City with his trophy and ten thousand gold coins.

With the relationship between the temple, there will be no surprise that this record will be recognized.

………

Thalling ushered in a new night.

The cool evening breeze took away the heat of summer and brought the breath of green forests in the distance. The city of Saar, which was on its lanterns, became more and more noisy.

The porcupine bar is very lively, generous and rude mercenaries, shrewd businessmen, and down-and-out minstrels... can all find their own place here.

The maid here finally changed to a beautiful cat and rabbit girl. Faced with the competition from several other bars in the city, the boss Fat Richard finally realized that relying on food alone is the ultimate truth that it is impossible to make a lot of money.

He recruited four bar girls through the mercenary union at a high price, and the business became much more prosperous.

The wandering artist holding the horse-head fiddle hugged in the corner and sang the hymns of the warriors, and the mercenaries talked loudly, and this place became a microcosm of the prosperity of emerging territories.

When Leon arrived at the Porcupine Bar, he could no longer find a free spot. He could only stand in front of the bar like other latecomers and ask for a glass of ale from the Catwoman with two dimples when he smiled.

It has been three days since I returned to Thrall City from the dark place. For three days, Leon has been dealing with the accumulated things in the lord's mansion.

At present, the Thrall leader is gradually getting on the right track, and there are many busy affairs. Although some of them are handled by Elder Monstein and others, the most important decision must be made.

For the future of the territory, Leon had to work hard, and it was rare to come out to relax at night.

Fat Richard was not there, and the mercenaries and new girls in the bar didn't know him, but Leon felt more natural instead. He didn't want his appearance to destroy the atmosphere here.

After drinking a glass of cold ale, Leon felt much more relaxed.

"Guest, do you want another glass of wine? The newly brewed ale is very fresh!" asked the cat woman behind the bar with a smile.

"Um! Then let's have another drink!" Leon smiled.

The cat woman was wearing a black and white maid outfit, with a pretty figure and furry little ears, looking very cute.

"Oh! It's over, it's all..."

Leon was about to tease her a few words when suddenly a long sigh came from the side. His tone was so sad that the listener was sad that the listener burst into tears.

Leon was curious and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

I saw a fox businessman sitting next to him.

He looked about forty years old, and his outfit was the most common type of gray camel businessman. He looked haggard and dull. He was holding a glass of ale in his hand and didn't know what he was thinking. It seemed that he was drinking almost the same.

Begman foxes are born intelligent. As one of the six superior tribes, they can almost be said to control the economic lifeline of the kingdom, and countless foxes are engaged in commercial trade.

The fox businessman has a very sensitive sense of business. There are quite a few small businessmen like this in Saar City.

"Mr. Ranieri is drunk again..." The Catwoman behind the bar shook her head, looking sympathetic: "He is so pitiful!"

"What's going on?" Leon asked, picking up the ale handed over by the Cat Girl.

The cat girl sighed and said, "Mr. Ranieri's business is in a loss. She has been drinking here for three days. Every time she is drunk, she asks someone to carry it back to the hotel. I think he will die if he drinks like this!"

It turned out that this guy named Ranieri followed his elders in the family to travel to business provinces since he was a child, and has been to many places in the mainland. He is considered a senior businessman.

But I don’t know if it’s a curse of fate. Others have done well after more than ten years, but he has been a low-level businessman for decades.

It’s not that he doesn’t work hard, but that bad luck always follows him. When his business improves slightly, he will encounter disasters. As soon as he accumulates, he will lose everything. Even his colleagues stay away from him, for fear of being intoxicated.

This time he heard that Thalling had great business opportunities, so he organized a small caravan to come over and fight a turnaround. Unexpectedly, he first met the inspection team in Colinworth and was levied a considerable heavy tax.

Then on the way to Thrall, he lost two gray camels and finally arrived at Thrall City.

I thought I could get back some losses by selling goods here, but I didn’t expect that the goods he brought were not rare in Saar City, and the price was even cheaper than outside!

All the goods were smashed into their hands and couldn't be sold, so it was even more impossible to take them back, because the caravans led from Thal were brought by Colinworth and the goods they brought had to be taxed again!

Ranieri was completely collapsed now. In despair, he came to the Porcupine Bar every day to drink to drown his sorrows. The Cat Girl only learned about it during chatting with him.

"What kind of goods are he bringing?" Leon asked curiously: "How could he not be sold in Saar?"

The Cat Girl smiled and said, "Most of them are made by humans, porcelain, weapons, spices, etc."

Porcelain weapons? Leon laughed as he heard this. Porcelain, weapons, etc. produced by humans are best-selling products in the Kingdom of Bemon, and the risks of long-distance trafficking are not small and profits are not low.

But Ranieri didn't know that although Thrall was located in the wilderness of the edge of the kingdom, it was not a primitive society. All the human craftsmen under Rubin had their own skills, and firing porcelain and refining weapons were their strengths.

There are several weapons and porcelain workshops in Saar City, and there are also many corresponding stores. The accumulated goods that cannot be exported are filled with warehouses.

Under such circumstances, the fox businessman came here with a large number of porcelain weapons without hesitation. It would be strange if he didn't pay any compensation!

It is estimated that the businessman's luck was really cursed, but Leon admired him very much. He had been with him for decades but had always persisted. This perseverance and perseverance are undoubtedly worthy of admiration.

Leon suddenly moved his heart and said to the Catwoman: "Get me a glass of wisteria juice."

Wisteria juice is a juice squeezed out from a vine plant in the forest. After mixing, it tastes sweet and delicious, and has a good sobering effect.

The Cat Girl found it a little strange, but she still made wisteria juice as Reon told.

Leon reached out and patted the fox businessman on the shoulder, and the other party turned his head drunk: "Who are you? What do you want to do? I'm bankrupt now and can't afford to hire a mercenary!"

He regarded Leon as a mercenary who took on business.

Leon smiled and said, "Mr. Ranieri, right? I'm not a mercenary. I want to talk to you about a business, a big business!"

"Business? What big business?" Ranieri was still confused: "Don't talk to me, just joke. You want to laugh at me, right? It must be!"

Leon didn't talk much about this drunken man, and took the wisteria juice from Catgirl.

He reached out and pinched Ranieri's chin, forcing the other party to open his mouth, and quickly poured wisteria juice from his mouth!

Ranieri was caught off guard and swallowed the purple juice in big mouthfuls, choking so that he almost spurted out of his nose.

After this, and the effect of wisteria juice is really good, the fox businessman finally woke up: "You, what do you want to do?"

"I said, I want to do a business with you, a business that may change your destiny." Leon said lightly: "Are you really not going to listen?"

Ranieri was completely stunned. He couldn't understand what Leon meant, but he also felt that Leon was not joking.

"It's too noisy here. Let's go to the tea restaurant opposite and talk slowly!" Leon said, throwing a yellow gold coin to the Cat Girl: "No need to look for it, the rest is your tip."

"Thank you sir!" The cat girl happily accepted the gold coins and threw a charming look at Leon - such a generous customer is rare.

After sitting down in the private room of the tea restaurant, Ranieri came to his senses: "You, no, are you Lord Baron Reon, the Lord of Sal?"

The fox businessman's eyes were wider than the copper bell, and his expression suddenly became excited.

As a senior businessman, he suddenly realized that this might be a chance to change his destiny, and his only concern was whether Leon was lying to him.

But Ranieri thought about it carefully and found that he had almost nothing, so what else was worth cheating on him?

"Yes, as long as we can negotiate a business, I can take you to the Lord's Mansion later..." Leon nodded and said, "Mr. Ranieri, I don't want to talk nonsense."

"I can pay for all your goods, and as a condition, you need to serve for me and join our soon-to-be-established Chamber of Commerce of Thalling. Of course, the salary will be paid according to the industry rules, and you will not be missing a copper coin."
To be continued...