The faction headed by the Second Young Master is not monolithic, and Daofinke is the representative of an interest group, so there are disputes between the factions.
As the largest town on the border, Chenwu Town is not only the last supply point to enter the Dragon Hills and Sunset Prairie, but also serves as a logistics base to supply all the daily consumption required by the Dagger Mine. Dofink will do whatever it takes.
He wanted to get the position of mayor, after all, he didn't want to be stabbed in the back.
"You need to take out one million gold coins. Don't worry, it's not for me, it's for the second young master. Besides, you are too young, so you need some achievements to silence others."
Dofink stated his request. He originally thought that Downton would be dissatisfied with the high bribe, but unexpectedly he was very calm and his expression did not change at all, making it impossible for him to tell what the young man was thinking.
"Could it be that he wants to steal my money in a 'justifiable' way?" Although Downton is not short of the million, his current status is that of a civilian. If he takes it out rashly, he will definitely attract a lot of covetous people.
"This price is very reasonable. If it were changed to another town, it would be cheaper. After all, if you become the mayor, you can earn back the money within three years, and the most important thing is that the town mayor
Length is a symbol of status.”
Dofink revealed a little bit of hidden rules, but it was enough to shock Downton.
"One million in three years? How much tax money has Liszt's father taken from us over the years?" Downton saw that Dofink's face was a little unnatural, so he immediately changed the subject and deliberately showed a depressed expression to test him.
"I can raise the money by selling Dragon Teeth, but what if I don't serve as mayor for three years and I'm dismissed with excuses?"
"You can rest assured, as long as you work hard. If you run into trouble, I will use all my strength to protect you." Dofink showed a confident smile and gave Downton reassurance, "I am in front of the Duke.
, what you say still has some weight.”
Dofink actually has selfish motives for recommending Downton. Most of the people within the group who can get the money have intricate connections. But Downton is different. He is just a civilian. His experience is too pure. In the mine,
He has already made his own mark, and even if he seeks refuge with others, others will be suspicious of him, so he can only follow himself.
"Second question, what should I do with the record?" Downton was tempted. He knew that Dofink planned to cultivate himself as a direct descendant and firmly control the border territory for him.
Of course, it is also possible that he is a puppet and he is leading everything behind the scenes, but in either case, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Downton, and he believes that as long as he is given enough time. Not only the mayor
, he can even obtain the status of a noble with a territory.
"The Duke has had enough with Tyson. In order to avoid another attack, he is ready to scare the monkeys, so this time he dispatched two thousand border guards and one thousand militiamen to conquer Tyson's lair." Dofink put his hand on it.
On Downton's shoulder, "I have arranged a position for you as a militia centurion leader. You just need to follow and earn some military honors."
"Pick up? Military merit is a bargaining chip for soldiers' promotion. They themselves will fight for snatching the enemy's head. How can we militiamen get involved?"
Downton was very familiar with the military system. The militiamen were mainly responsible for logistics, transporting grain and fodder, taking care of horses, etc. They would only set foot on the battlefield unless the war situation was critical. This work was tiring, but it was better than safety, but also because they were in the rear, they wanted to
It is impossible to achieve military success.
"I arranged for a captain to take care of you, and you can get some heads without even spending any money." Dofink felt that with the dispatch of two thousand professional soldiers, Tyson's Iron Fist bandit group would definitely be destroyed, so he laughed
It's like the mayor's position is already in the bag.
"Thank you for your trouble, sir." Downton was not stupid and put on a grateful expression. He knew he had to show it at this time, "I will not make it difficult for the captain, and I will give him some benefits appropriately."
"Downton, you are very smart, don't let me down." Dofink was stunned for a moment after hearing Downton's words, and showed a satisfied expression. His three-year career as a postman has really given him the ability to surpass his peers.
Mature, "In fact, with your ability to kill Holyfield, you can still win military honors even without relying on this method."
Downton maintained a moderately reserved attitude.
The ensuing conversation went very smoothly. Dofink also showed an intimate gesture, as if he regarded Downton as his own family. He mentioned a lot of things to note, and even included some high-level secrets.
"What are you talking about? Are you so happy?" The hostess personally brought afternoon tea into the study and made tea for Downton.
"Thank you!" Downton stood up and thanked him. After drinking it all in one gulp, he left because he was going to report to the military camp tomorrow.
After all, the day after tomorrow is the deadline for the militia to meet. Even if Dofink complies, Downton still wants to leave a good impression on the commander.
"Don't be mentally burdened. The crusade will be over in half a month at most. Just treat it as a field trip!" Dofink personally sent Downton out of the villa building, and the servants working in the corridor were shocked.
, it seems that the master in charge really values him.
The loyal servant regretted his failure and had a quarrel with Downton. It was simply a wrong choice.
"Don't you think he's getting younger?" Madam pinched Dofink's shoulders and teased.
"Although he is young, he is reliable." Dofink didn't say anything. He promoted Downton with the intention of training him to be a pawn against the Black Flame Church. That organization was so terrifying that he had to keep him for the future.
A way back.
The mine is not big, and the news that Downton stayed in the study for more than an hour and had a secret conversation with the boss soon spread to everyone.
Everyone could see that Downton was about to become famous, so the foremen who were usually unfamiliar with him also hurried over. Not only did they send money, but they also kept their posture extremely low and patted the horses wildly. Those who had been following Dove for a long time
Ke's subordinates were very dissatisfied with Downton's promotion speed, but at this moment they all restrained themselves, hesitating whether to take the initiative to repair their relationship with him?
Downton rushed to the blacksmith area and saw Quasimodo from a distance, wrapped in a set of thick brown armor, wielding a five-meter-long giant battle ax. He was like a steel puppet, full of iron blood.
and the beauty of violence.
"Boss, are you here?" Giroud saw Downton and rushed over immediately, "This is the earth spirit suit, perfect low-grade level, with a solid stone barrier magic attached."
"Well done, you're lucky." Seeing that the dwarf had obviously lost weight and his eye sockets were sunken, Downton admired his professionalism.
"This is what I should do." Giroud sighed, "It's a pity that the materials are not complete, otherwise I could make a more perfect suit."
"Then keep up the good work. How much did this set cost?"
"Not counting labor costs, the cost price is 760,000 gold coins." Giroud did not mention the fraction. He knew that the master was not short of that little money.
"Very good, according to this standard, we will buy another hundred sets!" Downton had no doubts about this price, because he had arranged for close acquaintances to supervise it, and after checking it, he could completely figure it out.
"How much?" Giroud thought he heard wrongly. With such an expensive price, wouldn't it be enough to make one set?
"One hundred sets. If you can't make it by yourself, find a helper. Anyway, I will get the armor within three months." Downton was very generous and quoted a high price, "I will give you ninety for each set."
Ten thousand gold coins, you are responsible for handling the rest yourself."
"Forging so much, who can wear it?" Giroud was confused and looked at the master up and down. Do you have more of these burly warriors with 'giant blood'?
Thinking of this, Giroud couldn't help but shudder. One hundred giant hoplites covered in perfect armor were enough to crush an infantry regiment of 500 people.
"Don't worry so much, start working at full speed. The sooner you deliver the goods, I will give you additional rewards." Downton knew that he had actually made a profit. He was a dwarf blacksmith who could forge perfect suits. Without half a million, he didn't want to let others know.
Take action.
Wow!
Giroud's pupils dilated, and all his eyes turned into the shape of ￥. He began to calculate how much money he could make this time?
"Master, you must not be deceived by him." The green-skinned goblin Abagon ran over in a hurry, then accidentally stepped on the hem of his robe and rolled out.
"You didn't run away?" Hutao didn't expect that the slave pet was still there. After taking a closer look, he found that Abagong had completely changed after not seeing him for a while.
It is not as thin as before and has grown some flesh. It is obvious that it has been eating well recently, and its clothes are also very luxurious. The robe is in the style of an aristocrat, sewn with silver trim, and even the openings are made of gold.
Abagon quickly got up and rushed in front of Downton, then knelt down, kissed his boots, and then hurriedly ran to Hutao.
"Little master, I am your loyal slave, how could I escape?" the green goblin defended, kissing her boots, his expression extremely humble.
"You seem to have gotten rich?" Hutao saw that Abagong not only had two gemstone rings on his hands, but also a gold chain around his neck.
"It's all thanks to the master!" Abagon took out a stack of gold tickets and handed them to Downton respectfully.
Except for the still-unhealed injuries that still vaguely retain the shadow of the past, Abagong has completely changed his appearance.
The green goblins have been doing well recently. Under the banner of Downton, they sell various supplies in Morning Mist Town and in front of the mines, making a lot of money for them. There is plenty of fish and meat every day, and only a fool would run away.
Everyone in the mine thought that the goblin was made under the instruction of the chief engineer, so how could they dare to disobey it, and even a lot of kickbacks and bribes were given privately.
"You didn't do anything extraordinary, right? How much did you earn in total?" Downton took the golden ticket and handed it to Hu Tao, "Well, this is what your slave earned, so it belongs to you."
Hutao took it and glanced at Abagong in surprise, "I didn't expect that besides being beaten, you would also make money?" (To be continued...)
