"I'm talking about expansion, the goal is the wilderness. With the help of the whole country, we will open up new frontiers to the wilderness."
Brando replied word by word, then he stopped his work, raised his head, and looked at Andrew, who looked at him with complicated expression. The elder druid took a breath, but he didn't believe it:
"But the law of nature lies in the cycle. Being the lord of a place can naturally make things easier. But like a force, where there is oppression, there is resistance. You rely on your own power to promote all of this for the entire world of order. Good thing, but other people may not agree." The other party stopped and replied in another way: "Opening up the boundaries of civilization is a dangerous and difficult thing, especially nowadays, you will risk being caught by the majority. Is the risk of opposing to implement all of this?"
"In fact, it's not that difficult. Benefits always drive people to act." Brando replied. He couldn't help thinking again, it was like gold and silver driving the Portuguese and Spanish to go to sea. He was just repeating the path that Prince Enrique took. Moreover, apart from the temple, only he knows exactly how valuable there is in the wild. It's just that the temple has to measure the ratio between investment and return, and he has ready-made examples.
"The rewards from the wilds will naturally become the driving force for Eruin to move forward. People are always forgetful. When there is gold at hand, only a few people will see the accompanying risks," the young lord He replied: "Not to mention that when most people's lives improve, they will no longer want to go back in time."
"You are so sure that investment will produce rewards, and it is common to make ends meet." Andrew retorted: "Once setbacks occur at the beginning of the plan, the blow to your entire assumption will be devastating."
Brando smiled secretly, and the other party was already thinking about it on his side, which showed that he had moved them. After all, the temptation of this incident to the Druid is innate, and it is almost impossible to resist. "That's why I need you, plus my experience," he replied: "Though planning and a little luck, everything is risky. You see that personal pioneering behaviors often fail because of them. There is a lack of strong support behind it, and this support is the support of the territory, the lord, and even the entire kingdom."
Brando thought to himself that in fact, some high lords actually occasionally spontaneously pioneered, but when there are many enemies, no one dares to invest too much in unknown areas. Therefore, this kind of investment is often a one-off and never returns. As time passes, no one except the real gambler is interested in the wild again.
But this is also because most people don't have a clear understanding of the wild, but he has an advantage, that is, he knows that his investment will definitely pay off. This is the advantage of experience.
Andrew was silent for a while, and finally he nodded: "Well, Lord Lord, you convinced me. If you can really do all this, what do you need us to do?"
"It's not that I need you to do it," Brando replied: "It's that you have to protect your own fruits, and you will understand. In this world, it is not only I am ambitious, but the greed of other lords, you have not really Have seen it before."
The elder Druid nodded, "I understand," he replied, "I have to say, sir, you are the best lobbyist I have ever seen."
Brando smiled slightly. He picked up the two letters from the table: "I have one last thing I want to ask you."
"You said." Andrew took a breath, and Brando's previous words even made him a little excited. If it can be done, it can be said to have changed the whole world of order. If the benevolent Eke is the biggest pioneer since the Year of Chaos, then this young man is probably about to dominate the history of the next era.
If he can succeed.
"Send me two letters."
"Letter? For whom?" the elder druid asked.
"You can reach Port Gris east of here from the shortest distance through the forest. Some of my subordinates are over there at the moment." Brando replied, "You send this letter to a red bronze dragon Reto. In his hands, the red bronze dragon is his name, so I think you can't make a mistake."
Andrew took the letter, looked at it, and then asked, "Anything else?"
Brando shook his head: "There is nothing else left. The only thing left is to prove it by time. I have other things, so I won't give it away to you. I wish each success-"
Andrew nodded, "Farewell, then." He took the two of them and bowed deeply to the young lord, then opened the door and went out. Flo, who was on the side, raised her head and watched Andrew and the three leave. He turned around and asked, "Lord Lord, do you give the letter to them?" Although this wild elf girl always knows that Brando does nothing, but But it is inevitable to worry about strangers.
Because she didn't understand why Brando had such trust in the three people she had never met before, not only entrusted Fonia to each other, but also put the important matters of life and death to the other's hands. Even if the opponent is a druid, what should I do if this identity is impersonated
But Brando is naturally not good at explaining the reason to her. His knowledge of the druids in the Amber Sword can only be explained as the knowledge of wizards. But on the other hand, he can't say that he actually knows these guys, right? Ask where you met? It was more than ten years later. After the Holy Stone Conference, he rushed through the reputation of Witherbark Council for a long time, just for the series of copies and missions of the Ruins of Valhalla. In that era, Grudin was already wiped out. It was the strongest era since Eluin’s ZTE. Now speaking, no one but a lunatic would believe it.
He thought for a while and replied: "The bronze dragon Leto has actually been in contact with Freya. It is not troublesome to send a letter to Princess Griffin."
The elf girl glared at him. "You know I'm not talking about this," she said irritably, "Lord Lord."
Brando smiled.
"Of course I know what you are talking about, Miss Elf," he replied, "but you have to admit that I know druids better than you. So believe me, they are telling the truth, "Prophecy in the forest." 'This season should have appeared long ago. The druid's respect for Niya is far beyond your imagination. Sending me a letter is only an amateur activity. Besides, I believe Andrew will treat this as a test. . For them, everything I have said before is a vision that has never been imagined," Brando thought for a while, and added: "If you can’t put yourself in the perspective of their values, it’s hard for you to understand what they’re thinking about. How much attention has been paid to the matter."
"But."
"Nothing," Brando simply made up an excuse: "Furthermore, that is a consideration in itself, and I also have a backup method."
"Alternative means?" Flor looked at her suspiciously, wondering why she didn't know? You must know that the two letters that Andrew took just now were copied by Antitina. She didn't believe that Brando would prepare more. After so long together, she gradually began to understand this young man.
"Of course," Brando couldn't help but look at Miss Elf, but Flor was as expressionless as ever. He froze for a moment, and suddenly thought of an idea, so he asked: "How are the material statistics?"
Flor lowered his head to look at him, a trace of look down in his eyes. I want to interrupt the conversation with the girl so rascal, not to mention that he is still his summoned creature. But looking down on it, she still opened the notebook in her hand and replied flatly: "We have counted the barn, and the stored grain is almost 50,000 bushels, enough to support the whole city for three to four months. However, the material warehouse is basically empty. Stone, pig iron, and wood are far less than recorded, and the specific outflow direction cannot be found out—"
A deficit is a normal thing. Judging by Grudin's ability, he is thankful for not turning the Fir Baron into a black forest. But it is the druids in the forest who really want to thank, although the former does not necessarily know that there is such a group in the forest.
Brando shook his head, "The shortage of stone and wood must be resolved. Fir City is not safe now. The walls damaged in the battle the day before yesterday must be repaired and reinforced immediately." He thought of this and couldn't help but rub it. Forehead, in the previous'lord mode' in the game, the materials were all quantified. This convenient method for the player caused him a huge trouble at this moment. For example, in the game, it takes 2 units of stone and wood to reinforce a section of city wall—
But Brando has no idea how much stone and wood should be in reality. As for consulting Antitina and other people's opinions, it is a pity that although Antitina has a wide range of knowledge, she may not be all-knowing and omnipotent, especially for this kind of thing, I am afraid that you must consult professional masonry or management-related officials.
But the crux of the problem is that whether it is masonry or officials, there is a shortage of Firshan City. And the captains of the garrison who were captured were unwilling to do things for her, and most of them were recruited from mercenaries by Grudin. They couldn't answer these professional questions at all. In fact, they don't know as much as Tiger Sparrow, although Tiger Sparrow is no better than Antitina.
Brando feels a headache when he thinks of this problem.
He shook his head and said, "In short, how much stock do we have to repair the city wall?"
Flor glanced at him and thought to himself, your lord, you had cut off the southern gate in half with a sword to show off. You didn't ask for it. However, she slandered in her heart, but replied blankly: "My lord, in fact, to put it simply, in fact, it basically means nothing—"
"What!?"
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