There was an earl who asked the responsible wizard at the booth.

"Master..."

"Earl, what can I do to help you?" the magician asked with a smile.

"With so many models of floating fish, which one is the most cost-effective?" the Count asked very directly.

"I want to tell you that the 200,000 version is the most cost-effective. This is the price of the exhibition and sale. You can only buy it by signing a contract. If you sell it normally, it will fluctuate by 20%.

"Why is this happening?"

"Because it will waste some of the manufacturing capabilities of the alchemy factory. If it is an order and time is more affordable, it is inevitable that the cost will be reduced."

"Wouldn't that mean that 60,000 floating fish are not worth it?"

"You can't say that. If you don't have enough money and want to buy more, this is naturally the best place. Usually, we have four brigades in one flight battalion, and each brigade is divided into six squadrons. There are a total of twenty-four squadrons, all of which are floating fish of 200,000 gold coins. We feel sorry for our own equipment."

"How many warships do a squadron need?" asked the Count.

"At twenty-four, four are in one battle formation. There are many, and there are few, and that's the same."

"It should be unified."

"Yes, but this thing always needs to be repaired, and it is impossible to be fully crafted."

“Is it easy to repair?”

"It's easy, just be a magician. We sell spare parts and recycle damaged accessories. Overall, the cost of using is cheaper than that of old-style warships."

The Count was moved and said, "I don't have that much money, maybe I only have a brigade."

The magician smiled and said, "This is already a big business. Don't worry, we will give away some easily damaged accessories. If you have an alchemy factory, you can also copy them, but the cost will be higher than ours. It's better to buy ours. But if the war breaks out, it's not easy to come to Rhode Island to buy it, so you can make it yourself so that it won't affect the battle."

"If weapons are there, can they be cheaper?" The Count knew that this was just the price of a warship, and there were no weapons on it.

"The computing core cannot be cheap, it's easy to say anything else, if there is no requirement for chasing."

"No, I have a brigade, which is enough to deal with the scene."

The mage knew in his heart that this must be the Earl family. He accidentally discovered a small world, but the Earl family usually cannot afford to support legendary wizards and can only rely on ordinary power in their hands.

Sure enough, the count said mysteriously: "I heard that the duke was selling legendary structures?"

"This is not cheap."

“I can pay the bill with high-end gems.”

“Grade Gem?”

"Yes, a gem that the magician can use."

"Okay, please come with me." The magician bowed and brought the Count into a separate room. In the room, a legendary wizard who was writing calculations on the table raised his head, looked at the Count, and smiled.

"Rominique family?"

"You know our family!" The Count was surprised and felt a sense of honor. The other party was a legendary wizard.

"Of course I know, after all, it was a noble that existed when the empire flourished, with outstanding military achievements. Unfortunately, it has been a bit difficult to live without the legend in the past hundred years."

"Yes." The Count sighed. He didn't have so many problems, and he knew what his family had. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here in person. Others were young people from the family.

"If you buy the legendary structure, you have to attack the other world, but it is normal. There are many other channels on the mainland."

The Count blushed and the legendary wizard said: "It should be a good world, with a vast area and abundant supplies, but there are no strong people, so I bought a legendary structure and I almost won it. By the way, there is also a large group of flying warships."

"Ahem..."

"Why not? Why not cooperate with our Duke? Don't buy any legendary structures. Just buy a squadron from the flying warships, buy the most expensive ones, and ensure that you are very cost-effective. Leave the matters of attacking the other world to us, and we will share them evenly at that time."

"That, actually, I want to treat this world as a family resource."

"Then we don't want to have half of the mine veins. You don't need to fight, just sit and enjoy the fruits. No, you still have to fight. Get new weapons and train your soldiers. You can afford so many warships, you should be very rich. Get a battalion of elite soldiers and the duke leader will help you train."

"This is very expensive, right?"

"Earl, there are only 6,000 people in a battalion. You use these 6,000 people as the core to form a legion. The rest of the battalions are just auxiliary troops, enough to control a weak world. Isn't it cost-effective to control a world and spend such a little money? Think about it, my Duke will help you conquer this world and kill as little as possible. How many more people do you have at once?"

"His Excellency the Duke...is there any such business?"

"As long as you can pay the price, there are more businesses. This is during the exhibition. Sign a contract now, which can be 20% cheaper. If you are willing, I will arrange for the mage to finalize the details with you."

The Count couldn't help but be moved. His own family had only more than 3,000 soldiers, including more than 100 elite soldiers.

Duke Asra wants to help him train 6,000 elite soldiers and help him conquer a different world, but only needs half of the resources of the other world and not land.

At that time, there may be garrisons led by the Duke in another world and alchemy factories, but it doesn’t matter. If you sign a contract, the other party may violate it very little.

For a low-level other world, it is not worth consuming credibility.

Duke Asra has a bad reputation because it is too cruel, but his reputation has always been very good. He sold so many weapons and had no scandals in the subsequent service.

"Let me think about it again."

"What do you think? Do you know why the Duke has such a business?"

"Is there someone else asking?"

"That's right, you are rich and can buy a flight brigade by yourself. Some nobles don't have that much money on hand, so they can only find a way to borrow money from my duke. They don't train any troops themselves. They just let our people fight and maintain public order in another world..."

"That's not yours?"

"We will not waste talents in governing low-level worlds. The people who govern will still be the nobles themselves. We will help train local people and form legions of other worlds. We will eventually evacuate, and usually return the loan at the cost of minerals."

The Count pondered. The legendary wizard smiled and said, "Help you train elites, it depends on your future. If you go further, it is still possible to become a marquis. These six thousand people will be devoted to the half-elf empire."

"Yes!" The Count suddenly realized.

The half-elf empire occupied a piece of land, and the scale of its own territory was not small. With the merits, it was not impossible to advance to become a marquis.

The level of title means that the amount of voice in the empire has. The earl can barely speak. His territory is strong. If it is a weak earl, he will not have the power to speak.

"Can I talk to the Duke directly?"

"Of course not. The Duke is now in the Little Sun City. The devil's legion is over, but there are also many devils scattered outside, and there are also coordinating the armies of all parties. Many things are inseparable. It is the same as my young master."

"Is it Mr. Sith?"

"Yes, he's here today."

"Then please recommend it." The Count said respectfully.

The Sith's room is on the upper floor, and the outside is the landing platform for flying equipment. On the other hand, there are wilderness. On both sides of the road in the distance, there are dense forests. The towering trees are well preserved. The duke's lord rarely cut down wood, unless the trees grow too densely and are somewhat deformed.

Artificial wood is not a high-tech at all, and this world has existed for a long time.

Xiahe reduces the cost even more and can also create wood of various attributes, such as hard fir, pear wood, green tung, and whatever you want.

So, deforestation became an unprofitable thing.

When the count of the Rominic family walked in, Sith raised his head slightly and put down the magic pen in his hand.

The Count was a little restrained. The Sith was a powerful magician. He was only at level 25. He could only know that the other party had already broken through the legend.

No wonder there are no guards inside and outside the room.

He didn't know that this room was a whole structure, which was a weapon itself. In the mezzanine of the structure, there was the Sith's own guard.

As the heir to the Duke, how could it be without a protector?

"I've seen the little duke." The count's posture was very low.

The Sith didn't correct anything. Anyway, it would be better if the Duke's lord didn't call it that, and outsiders couldn't control it.

"Please sit, Count." Sith pointed to the chair next to him, and did not let the Count sit opposite him. He was a legendary wizard, and he sat opposite him, and the other party was under too much pressure.

The count sat down and a mechanical maid brought a bottle of wine, a bottle of sour plum juice, and two bottles of cold spring water.

The mechanical maid flexibly lightened the wine for the count with both hands, poured it into a crystal square cup, and held it in front of him. When the count took it, he felt the fragrance of the fragrance, which calmed him down. Drinking this thing may improve some of the mage's attributes.

This is a magic potion, is it actually ordinary wine?

He held the crystal square cup and for a moment he was reluctant to drink it.

Sith smiled and said, "Earl, this whole bottle belongs to you. Although it is a good thing, it must be consumed all year round to improve your physical fitness. If you are temporarily used as a magic potion, it is a bit wasteful and very delicious. As a magician, you have to enjoy it in addition to practicing hard."

The Count disagreed, and the Sith smiled and said, "It was my father who said it."

"It makes sense!" The Count had no moral integrity.

"Although it's expensive, I recommend you buy a ten-year share. Before you are fifty, you have hope of advancing to the legend." The Sith's smile was filled with a devilish temptation.

The count's hand shook and almost spilled the wine.

His qualifications are not very good, otherwise he would not have been nearly forty years old and he would not have even the epic realm. His family resources have been tilted towards him.

Now someone tells him that before he is fifty, can he advance to legend?

This is a liar, you want to be beaten to death!
Chapter completed!