"I want to stay, I want to become a member of the Knights Templar!" At this moment, Pine suddenly spoke, but Karl and others were unexpected.

"What? You want to join in? My brother, are you kidding me?" Karl shook his head like a rattle.

"If you go there, what will happen to Baron Wilton and Blackthorn Village?" Baron Dias glared and said dissatisfied.

"I'm not kidding my brother anymore, the Count of Dortmund! You know, I'm not a person who can take time off. Things at home are too boring and boring, but the Knights Templar you described make me very happy.

If I want to participate, I believe I can

So that the Knights Templar can spread throughout the continent of Europe! As for the Barony of Wilton and the Black Thorn Village, who stipulates that members of the Knights cannot inherit these territories and wealth?" Pine said solemnly, he learned from Karl's description

Smell the incomparable glory of the Knights Templar!

"This..." Baron Dias was speechless and could only turn his eyes to Karl.

"Pine, I don't think you should get involved in a place like this..."

"Karl, don't worry, I won't take your position. Of course, it would be better if you could give me the status of acting leader. I know you can't really have extra time to manage the knights." Karl still said.

Before he could finish speaking, Pine interrupted him directly and changed the subject in a humorous way.

Karl sighed, Pine had already said this, what else could he do? He knew that Pine was serious, and he would not have mentioned it if he had known it.

However, if Pine can join, the Knights Templar will have an acting leader who is loyal, fully trustworthy, brave and capable, and it may also be a good choice...

Karl was startled by his sudden thought, but once the thought came up, it was difficult to get rid of it.

"I think maybe we can let Pine give it a try." Unexpectedly, Mrs. Elsa spoke. She looked at Pine with a complicated look and actually chose to agree.

"Elsa?"

"When my son grows up, he should be allowed to have a career. Didn't Karl achieve great achievements by struggling alone?"

Mrs. Aisha grew up watching Pine. He was her own flesh and blood. How could she not understand Pine's thoughts? Pine was not willing to wait for Baron Dias to succeed him.

The mood reached its peak especially after Carl's knighthood ceremony.

Although Pine has been holding back, Mrs. Elsa can feel it!

"Thank you mother." Pine said seriously, which made Carl's jaw drop. This look was not like the usual Pine at all.

"Okay, okay, if that's the case, let's do it. Brothers should indeed support each other. Pine is my child who you can leave your back to."

The last words were obviously meant for Karl. In the past, Baron Dias also said that Karl should become Pine's retinue to protect his back. After all, in this era, brothers are definitely the most qualified.

's partner.

"It seems that I haven't even held a competitive competition yet, and my Knights Templar has an acting leader?" Karl shrugged, this development was simply dramatic.

"No, I also want to participate in the competitive competition! I will take the honor of the champion knight and become the acting leader of the Knights Templar!" Pine said without hesitation, he is not a person who likes to go through the back door.

"Okay, my brother, I support your decision, then please stay and I will equip you with the weapons and equipment you need."

Pine nodded, but this time he did not refuse. The equipment Karl had here was much better than his own.

A small incident made the competitive competition even more interesting. Knights from the Dilman territory gathered here in Dortmund, and Berg was so busy that he was dizzy.

The competitive competition can make Dortmund become a central area in a short period of time, bringing not only knights, but also everyone. Especially this time, it was chosen after the investiture ceremony of the Earl of Dortmund, and so many Dielman nobles were gathered at the same time.

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Even if it is to give Karl a face, these people will not leave. Instead, they will watch the competitive competition held by Karl. They also want to secretly estimate the financial resources and strength of the new earl, so that people on their side can easily judge him.

Make an assessment.

In short, various circumstances have resulted in a huge crowd of people that is rarely seen in Dortmund. Now Berg wants to know what the brain of his Earl, who is like the biological son of God, is made of. What else is there?

When a noble encounters such a situation, his first reaction is probably what to do

To maintain the safety of this place, so as not to create a mess due to the large number of people and the mixture of fish and dragons, but Karl was different. After knowing that such a situation would occur, he was not only not worried, but also extremely excited. He designated an area as a commercial area on the spot, and

Heberg is responsible for the renovation of this commercial area.

The commercial district is built between the inner city and the outer city, which can also be regarded as within the shelter of Dortmund Castle. The space is vast, and according to Karl's intention, it is subdivided into several different streets.

"Sir, the renovation of the food court is almost done." A guy who nodded and bowed came over. Berg gave him a disgusted look. After all, he was really too dirty.

The man didn't care at all about the visible disgust in Berg's eyes. Instead, he looked at Berg with a smile. The man in black's waistband was solemnly hung on his waist, and the bloody dagger symbol made people shudder.

This was clearly a low-level member of the Men in Black. He lived on the salary of the Men in Black. He was not under Berg's jurisdiction, so he naturally didn't care what he thought.

There is no need to wonder why this man in black does not hide his identity at all. The men in black organization is basically the original villain guild, but has been slightly selected. There are so many people that it is impossible for everyone to be an undercover agent.

, that’s not interesting, so there are still a large number of low-level people in black who are assigned to manage some things and institutions, playing roles similar to government officials.

But not to mention, these people are quite easy to use, so even if Berg doesn't like these people, they use them without any hesitation. With the help of the men in black, the planning of each commercial street is completed in an orderly manner.

, because they have enough manpower!

"It's best if it's done, but I hope you don't work in that food court, otherwise I'm afraid the customers will be disgusted when they come." Berg curled his lips.

"Ha, you can rest assured that the guests will not be disgusted by us and leave. They will not even see us. The chefs in the food court are all invited by the Earl. I heard that they have been trained by something...

I tasted what they made, God, it was definitely the best thing I have ever tasted! Thank you, Lord Count."

Berg didn't have time to listen to his endless chatter. He had heard so many words of praise for the Count that his ears would get calluses if he listened any more.

Berg waved his hand and left without hesitation. He didn't bother to verify whether it was really completed. He believed in the ability of the man in black. He also needed to go to the retail street to see where the businessmen gathered.

In this place, merchants who were like vultures would flock to the place smelling the smell of meat. Especially after the earl reduced the tariff by more than half, those merchants seemed to be going crazy.

"I don't know what the Earl is thinking, but that's a lot of money!" Berg sighed. The tariff is definitely a lot of money. In this aspect, every noble would like to rip off the merchants who come and go.

Like onions, those businessmen have enough oil and water, but it is different when it comes to Karl. Not only does he not exploit those guys, but he also supports them. He is basically willing to trade with those businessmen for anything, and also encourages them to stay in Dortmund.

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Berg suspected that if Dortmund didn't still need fur so much to make leather armor and various warm clothing, the count would not even dare to trade with those merchants.

"Ha, isn't this the Chancellor of Finance of Dortmund? It's an honor to meet you."

When Berg just walked to the retail street, a man with a big belly and pretending to be a gentleman walked over shakily, and the fat on his body almost trembled with his steps.

The man took off his hat and bowed to Berg respectfully.

"Oh, he's the president of the merchants' guild, and you're actually here?" Berg recognized this pot-bellied guy. This man used to be a big businessman from other territories. He seemed to smell meat after seeing Karl capture Dortmund.

Taste, moved to Dortmund without hesitation, and relied on his huge financial resources and trade network to quickly become the president of Dortmund's merchant guild.

"How could I not be here? You must know that almost half of the shops here belong to my merchant guild. How can I feel at ease if I don't take a look here?" The president laughed and patted the three layers of his stomach.

The fat meat trembles like wavy patterns and spreads quickly.

Disgust flashed deep in Berg's eyes, which was even more disgusting than the people in black, but he concealed it very well.

"It's a pity that the earl is not willing to do all the business for us, otherwise we will definitely make the earl earn more!" The president looked regretful. He thought Karl would agree, but Karl's firm attitude made him

He was at a loss.

Berg just looked at it coldly. The Earl said that if these businessmen were allowed to control the entire industry and form a monopoly, things would be very bad.

"I'm sorry, I think I should go on a patrol now." Berg didn't intend to deal with this person.

"The Chancellor of Finance is really busy. In that case, I won't bother you and say goodbye." The president shook his head and left quickly with a full belly. He had made a lot of money recently, which made his steps lighter.


Chapter completed!