In the early morning, Brian walked to an oak tree on the back of Rock Bunker and looked down at the state of the town.
From here, he can see all the narrow and curved alleys and wide streets of the entire town, as well as many eye-catching arenas.
These bowl-shaped arenas are scattered in messy areas of the town, like a broken chess game.
In the north outside the city wall is a golden sea of ​​sand. The verdant green grass and jungle outside Mokou Town are charging towards the vast desert like a green army as time passes.
He frowned slightly as Brian's eyes fell on some kind of far-sea swamp to the west.
Far sea swamp.
A lost civilization earlier than the elves rests in this ugly swamp, and its only remains are gorgeous buildings made of steel-like hard glass.
As the casters of the Ghost City melted to the high glaciers, the climate imbalance near the Enoak Desert caused the distant sea marsh to expand along the Storm Horn Mountains at an extremely slow speed towards Mokou Town.
This swamp full of plague and diseases is only more than fifty kilometers away from Mokou Town.
He knew very well that when the Yinhun City formed an alliance with the Dragon Being Sect, the lizard man and the war lizard man controlled by a black dragon of the Dragon Being Sect in the distant sea swamp will also become another threat to him.
It has been two days since the Battle of Rock Bunker.
During the unexpected raid by Glar's men and the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group, a flag embroidered with a purple dragon floated on the walls of Mokou Town.
With only a caravan and mercenary group, he seized Mokou Town from the Santalin Society in less than a day.
The fierce battle was cruel and bloody. After he occupied the Rock Bunker, he fought with the remaining town guards, slave owners and other merchants who temporarily gathered together in Santalin.
At the same time, many slaves also rose up to resist with his secret help and became the last straw that crushed the defenders.
The battle lasted until dawn the next day before it gradually came to an end.
At the end of the battle, Brian walked through the ruins and broken windows of Mokou Town, and passed through the brick and stone streets. The drainage ditch was covered with stiff and swollen corpses. The cheerful slaves raised their bloody hands as he passed by and shouted "Lord of Mokou Town".
Now, as long as he successfully resists the counterattack of the Ghost City and quickly builds his wizard tower, he can truly gain a foothold here.
After confirming the location of the Wizard Tower, Brian no longer delayed his time and walked down the hill that could overlook the entire town.
Because there are more troublesome things that need to be handled by him personally.
Although he successfully recovered Mokou Town, what should the merchants, slave owners, free people, adventurers, slaves and prisoners who lived in the town be dealt with was a headache for him.
Brian admitted that he was not a qualified lord and was even more confused about how to manage his territory.
If he had made a choice, he would rather be a hand-off manager and become the ruler behind the scenes.
Unfortunately, it is obviously not that easy to find such a person.
Fortunately, the experience of dealing with this kind of problem has been experienced once in the small world where he was reborn. Although this is a little troublesome for him, it does not mean that there is no way.
This made him miss his demon pet little devil a little.
This little guy was once the Duke of Hell of Affonus in the first level of Barto Hell and the chief commander of the bloody battle of the Abyss. He not only managed a group of unruly demons to obey, but also resisted countless crazy attacks by the Abyss demons without losing.
It is impossible to overcome the trivial matter of how to manage the territory and the army.
When he established his own power in the small world, he was basically governed by his demon pet, while he put forward his own opinions.
"After the Wizard Tower is built, you must find a way to find its location and then capture it back." Brian thought to himself.
As his magic pet, he also signed a master-servant contract. With the ability to allow him, he had many ways to use the binding force of the contract to let it come back to serve him.
Just as Brian walked and pondered, a fly buzzed around his head, and he waved his hand in anger and drove it away.
Seeing the fly, he immediately realized that the town seemed calm on the surface, but there were definitely a few people as annoying as flies.
He must take measures to deal with these flies before the Yinhun City attacks Mokou Town.
To fight against foreign countries, we must first settle the country.
He didn't want to be stabbed in the back by these slave owners and merchants when he was having fun with the people in the Ghost City.
Brian came to the interview room of Rock Bunker. The spacious room was dominated by black marble walls, full of echoes.
Although it is solemn, it is extremely gloomy.
At this time, his subordinates were waiting for him.
The old sword saint Ballerus stood beside his seat, with gray hair loose and deep crow's feet around his light blue eyes. However, time has not bent his straight back and has not worn away his superb martial arts.
The leader of the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Corps, Salou, had a pale complexion, thin and stiff face, and stood with the human ranger Planda, who was sharp and as thin as a sharp knife.
Opposite them were the businessman Glar, who was nicknamed the "fat catfish", and the strong and weather-beaten Zhande.
In addition to the mages of the Silver White Scholars Association, which are still in the Royal City of Audus, these people in front of them are Brian's current power.
Seeing that Brian had already sat on the chair, Glar immediately moved his fat body, stood in front of him, and reported to him.
"Lord, the total value of the harvest this time has been counted, with a total of 896,981 gold coins. In addition to the treasure house in the castle, the gold coins also include all slave owners and merchants in Mokou Town who had participated in the resistance..."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Nearly 900,000 gold coins." Hearing Glar's report, Brian nodded secretly, without feeling any surprises.
Because after the battle, he paid attention to the property in the treasure house.
The property is very complicated, there are complete sets of exquisite armor, already cast, and weapons like swords. In addition to ordinary equipment, the most eye-catching thing is naturally the boxes of gold coins.
He also noticed that Glar himself took the documents and quills, recording each item in detail, with a very serious attitude.
If it were Brian himself, these gold coins would undoubtedly be an amazing asset to him, but considering the reconstruction after the chaos in Mokou Town and the enemies he was about to face, even if he had more than 900,000 gold coins, it was not as sufficient as he thought.
"All this money is placed in the treasure house of Rock Bunker, you will be managed and dispatched by yourself." Brian pondered for a moment, and said to the fat businessman who was bowing slightly with difficulty in front of him, "After all, there are still a lot of things to spend next."
Although it is managed by Glar, every expenditure and account must be recorded in person and signed his own name to make the money.
Brian knew that he was extremely short of manpower at this moment, and he was simply a commander.
If he manages such a huge town, if he doesn't give up any power and does everything himself, he will not be able to spare time and spend it on magic learning.
Besides, all of these people are within his control and are not afraid of them running away with the money.
Upon hearing this, Graal's eyes, which were almost squeezed into a crack by fat, had a look of shock and joy floated in his eyes, and then nodded repeatedly to agree, and expressed his loyalty to Brian with a very sincere attitude.
Obviously, the lord's ability to hand over the financial power of Mokou Town without thinking means how deep the trust the other party gives him is.
After all, the two perfect battles against the Yinhun City and the Santalin Society have made him admire the newly appointed lord.
Faced with the high expectations given to him by the Lord, he naturally had to seize this opportunity, perform well, and give full play to his due value.
Then, Glar immediately took out the account book and some lists, and began to report to Brian about the aftermath of Mokou Town and the purchase of supplies and food from other places.
Brian knew the situation Glar reported and knew very well what difficulties the town was facing.
After seeing that the other party’s reported problems were not much different from his own ideas, he nodded and asked him to continue to implement them immediately.
At the same time, he was secretly surprised that Graal, who was a businessman, performed so well in the management and logistics of the town in addition to the defect of obesity.
So he immediately included the other party in his inspection scope and observed whether he was the kind of subordinate who could cultivate his confidant.
"Don't worry about the issue of slaves and prisoners, I've already thought of a solution."
Brian looked at Grale and said to him, "You arrange your men to plan multiple concentration camps in the town and gather them all together. I will go there in person later to comfort them."
Throughout the continent, the general farmers were farmers or serfs, who were not protected by law and belonged to the property of a lord, who held the land on which they lived.
In a few cruel areas, slavery was even implemented, and their hard work could only be exchanged for the threat of whipping or rapid death.
This relatively common practice of slavery, which is close to despair and cruel, is to bind slaves in the form of contract.
The slave owners of Santirburg, mainly the Santallin Society of the Baen believer, shamelessly engaged in this slave trade almost anywhere in the central area.
Mokou Town, which is occupied by Santalin, is no exception. In addition to the gladiators in the arena, the slaves here also have manor land and mines outside the town.
Now that the entire town has been occupied by Brian, the most serious problem now is how to solve or appease this group of nearly 2,000 slaves.
If one is not handled well, it may trigger an riot.
As a person who once studied in the "First Point Crossing Training Association - Farming Department", Brian naturally knew how to make these slaves devote themselves to themselves and let them play their due value.
Seeing that the Lord Lord was so confident, although Glar did not see the final result, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As a businessman who is good at observing words and expressions, he can understand certain meanings from Brian's expressions.
And Glar remembered very clearly that Brian's confident eyes and words had only seen him when dealing with the Ghost City and Santalin.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and prepared to take a big gamble, so he bet all on the future of the young half-elf lord.
"Lord, I have something else."
After confirming his thoughts, Glar no longer hesitated and said directly: "I am willing to donate 500,000 gold coins to Mokou Town to jointly build the future of the town."
Donate 500,000 gold coins!
As soon as Glar finished speaking, the sound of gasping in the audience room suddenly came.
Zhan De frowned and looked at his cousin in disbelief.
The leader and deputy leader of the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group looked at each other, and a trace of shock appeared in his eyes, and nodded slightly, and exchanged glances secretly.
Even the old sword saint Ballerus, who stood straight beside Brian, couldn't help but turn his eyes to the businessman.
Noting the determination in Glar's eyes, Brian knew that he had met a businessman who liked to bet on him, he dared to bet all his worth on him.
For this situation, he naturally welcomed it with both hands.
"On behalf of all the people of Mokou Town, I thank you for your generosity, Mr. Glar."
Brian looked at him, grasped his position, nodded to him, and smiled, "I will remember your great contribution to the construction of Mokou Town."
"This is what I should do." Glar bowed deeply to Brian and led his confused cousin to leave.
Seeing the departing businessman, Brian immediately regained his calm and calm expression and looked at the leader and deputy leader of the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group.
"Captain Salou." He said to the leader who was slightly nervous about being watched by him with expressionless expression:
"Now, I appoint you and all members of your mercenary group as the city defense forces of Mokou Town. Your main responsibility is to maintain the public order of the town and resist the invasion of foreign enemies."
Salou secretly exchanged a look with the deputy commander Planda. He subconsciously looked at his elder brother Ballis, trying to see the true intention of the lord from his eyes.
However, he was disappointed to find that when his eyes looked at Balleis, the other party immediately dodged without a trace.
Salou did not dare to delay the time, so he quickly bowed and said, "Thank you Lord for your kindness. The Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group will be disbanded from today and become the city guarding army of Mokou Town."
"Very good." Brian nodded slightly, with a hint of coldness in his words.
"I don't care whether your members were deserters on the battlefield, wanted criminals, or bandits who killed and set fire, since you chose to join the system of Mokou Town, I hope you can change your mind and become a new person. I will not pursue the previous things, and I will not even recover the property I snatched back.
From now on, I order you to restrain your subordinates and stop violence. If there are disobedients, the murderer will be hanged, the robber will lose one hand, and the rapeer will be cut off the tools for the crime... I don't want the price of restoration in the town to restore peace, it will be a pile of bloody limbs and soft red worms."
Like most of the fallen towns, after he completely occupied Mokou Town, it was looted by some mercenaries from the Dragon Skeleton Mercenary Group who could not help but temptation.
Before the war started, Brian had emphasized this to the mercenary commander, and the other party patted his chest and promised him that he would restrain his subordinates.
In fact, he did not expect the other party to really strictly enforce it.
Because even a disciplined army may not be able to be completely unscrupulous.
He happened to take advantage of the problem and hit the group of mercenaries.
"Don't worry, Lord Lord, I will definitely restrain my subordinates and train them into an army to protect Mokou Town." The mercenary commander Salou secretly wiped a cold sweat and assured Brian righteously.
"I hope you can do what you say."
Brian slowed down his expression and said to him, "I know this battle has caused you to lose many subordinates, so I allow you to change into battle robes for all the mercenaries who died in battle and bury their weapons together. If there are family members, the pension for resettlement of the family will be doubled, and each mercenary who participates in the war will also receive additional rewards."
"Next, I need you to do something." He thought for a moment and added:
"In the name of the Lord of Mokou Town, the adventurers union who go to the town will issue a notice telling them that any adventurer who is willing to join Mokou Town and obeys the rules and regulations can choose to join your army."
Upon hearing this, the mercenary commander subconsciously glanced at his deputy. A hint of joy appeared in their eyes at the same time, and he quickly assured Brian, "Don't worry, Lord Lord, we will complete the task you assigned."
After saying that, Salou retreated with his deputy Ranger Planda.
Seeing the two of them leaving, Balleis spoke, "Sir, the priest of the God of Knowledge has been waiting for a long time, and I will place them in the study."
"The Pastor of the God of Knowledge."
A surprise appeared in Brian's expression. He nodded thoughtfully and asked, "What organization do they belong to?"
"The gilded laurel comes from the temple of knowledge in Arabia." Ballez answered truthfully.
Chapter completed!