"Even if all their parents come, there will only be a dozen or so?" Downton still found it too few.
"Just be content and don't think about eating and becoming fat in one go."
Homer collected all the copperplate books and said, "Let Abagon handle the preliminary affairs. Let's go back to Chenwu Town to get the mayor's position first. This is your first piece of territory. You must eliminate hidden dangers and completely eliminate them."
The power is in your hands."
On the way back to the bedroom, Abagong hesitated for a long time and decided to give advice.
"Master, I made a rough calculation. The cost of building a steam airship is at least 40 million gold coins, and the total annual maintenance cost will not be less than 2 million. This does not include fuel costs, operating costs, plus it
The number of passengers is limited, so the transportation business alone cannot earn back the cost."
"Didn't I say it will be used for military purposes? This is a necessary expenditure!" Downton grimaced a little when he heard the butler's quotation. It is indeed a high-tech product, but it is really expensive.
"With our current capital reserves, we can only build one at most!" Seeing that Downton's plan could not be canceled, Abagon decided to save the country and reduce the number of airships.
"Too few, at least ten ships." Downton frowned, "There should be one billion worth of property in the treasury. Spend them."
"Master, do you plan to starve the hilly native army to death? Do you also need to reduce daily expenses?" Abagon was about to cry anxiously. "Our treasury, excluding magic stones, magic potions, and those luxuries, is at most
Just five hundred million in cash."
"So little?" I used to think that I was a rich man with one billion, but now it seems that I am completely poor.
"Not long ago, the tauren Balak just delivered 50 million potion materials." Abagon explained, "You, Elaine, Celes, and Hutao. If you want to be promoted, you must ensure that there are enough magic stones.
This doesn’t include Quasimodo and the others. By the way, you’ve acquired a new group of giants, so you have to pay your salary, right?”
"War costs a lot of money." Homer sided with the steward this time. "And if you want to conquer the Western Region, you will burn even more money."
"That's right, Master, you must not have looked at the military expenditure carefully. The hilly native army now consumes one hundred thousand gold coins every day." Abagon laid out a report, "This is an expenditure that I deducted a lot of money from."
"What? Why are there so many? Are they eating delicacies from the mountains and seas?" Downton was surprised. The ogres have big bellies, but they are not so consuming? But when he saw the specific data, he was dumbfounded. "
One thousand people? You wrote that correctly, right? How long has it been but now there is actually an army of one thousand people?"
"You don't know, life in the hills is too hard. The ogre has long wanted to enter human life to make a living, but he has never had the chance. This time Johnson has seized a good opportunity. After all, he is still a relatively famous bandit investment.
Those ogres think that even if humans are not trustworthy, they can still follow them and continue to rob."
"I, Emperor Polo, then this army must be a mixed bag of good and bad. It needs to be screened." Downton did not want to be taken advantage of, and those who did not change their evil will be hanged directly.
"This is unnecessary, they are just cannon fodder anyway." Abagon was much more ruthless than Downton, "Choose a group of elites and give them high salaries and sophisticated equipment. Give those cannon fodders a visible future, and they will fight to the death to serve."
Downton gave a thumbs up.
"But the ogres are too big. Forging a set of armor for them can arm five adult soldiers, which is too costly." Abagon reported, "I am hesitating whether to replace the armor with leather armor?
"
"No, give them armor. Since they are serving me, I will try my best to ensure the equipment so that they will not reduce their numbers due to these conditions." In the end, Downton is still a good man with a kind heart. Death is inevitable in war, but with good equipment, he can still
Some of them can be avoided.
"Master, you are so kind." After Abagong sighed, he felt a sense of relief. Only with such a master can you have a future.
Downton is definitely the first person to treat the hilly natives as human beings.
"It seems we have to hurry up and implement the plan, otherwise I will be destitute." Downton can't wait to conquer the Western Region and rob the Duke's treasury.
"War is not something you can just talk about. Downton, congratulations, you have an outstanding financial steward." Homer praised, having an excellent logistics manager will get twice the result with half the effort.
"Abagon, prepare the logistics. In addition, there is no need to build a new airship. Let's use these wreckage to piece together one first and treat it as a practice." Downton pinched his eyebrows and left, then smiled again, "I am a paladin, and I brought it with you.
The first legion is actually composed of hilly natives, it’s really a shame!”
Before returning to the bedroom, Downton saw that Thiessen and his party had not gathered as ordered. Downton was a little angry at first, but he quickly relaxed his brows because he heard a sound in the room.
"What gifts have you prepared? Can you let me see them?"
"Put it down quickly, you're so clumsy, you've damaged the packaging."
"Hey, who asked you to eat the birthday cake secretly? It's for Downton!"
Downton suddenly remembered that more than a month had passed since his seventeenth birthday. At that time, he was struggling in the secret realm and had long forgotten it.
Listening to the noise inside, Downton rubbed his wet eyes, deliberately pretended not to hear anything, and opened the door.
In the room, everyone was in a mess. When they saw Downton coming in, they were stunned for a moment, and then quickly picked up the ribbon spray bucket.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Colorful ribbons rushed up to the ceiling and then floated down, like drizzle.
"Brother, I wish you a happy birthday!"
As the younger sister, Elaine was naturally the first to give gifts to Downton.
"Downton, come on!" Charlotte presented a red gift box with a sweet smile that made Downton's heart beat faster.
Seeing this scene, Celes felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.
Juliet, dressed in a maid outfit, hid in the corner, secretly looking at the corridor and listening to the sounds coming from inside. She was so envious that she really wanted to go in to celebrate Downton's birthday.
After a while of commotion, Downton urged everyone to rest, and led Thiessen and his party back to Morning Mist Town through the teleportation array.
"It's been a year!"
Looking at the familiar street scene, childhood memories once again flashed before his eyes. It was this street and that post office. He had been running for three years in order to earn living expenses and his sister's tuition.
"Downton? Where have you been this year?"
An aunt who was drying clothes in the yard saw him and didn't dare to recognize him because she had changed so much.
"adventure!"
Downton replied and walked towards the only five-story building in the town, which was the mayor's hall.
"You are looking for death. If the mayor knows that you have spoken to him, our family will be in trouble."
A neighbor's aunt was dragged into the house by her husband just as she was about to open her mouth, and was scolded by her husband.
The town is too small, and any disturbance will be known to everyone. Franz has been the mayor for more than ten years, and his prestige is so great that the townspeople do not believe that Downton can defeat him.
"Hey, get out quickly. This is the mayor's hall, not a place where adventurers can come in casually." A guard guarding the door saw a group of people walking in and quickly scolded him. When he saw that the leader was Downton, he was stunned.
"It's you?"
After all, he had been a postmaster delivering letters everywhere, and Downton was considered a minor celebrity in the town.
"I'm here to take over the position of mayor." Downton took out his appointment letter, shook it, and stepped onto the steps.
The guard hesitated for a moment and was about to intercept him when he saw the group of red-skinned guys behind Downton glaring at him fiercely. He suddenly froze on the spot.
In the hall, everyone who heard the noise stopped what they were doing and lay at the door to watch.
"Yes, it's Downton!"
"What a big change. Are those people his subordinates? They look very impressive."
"There are rumors that he will be the next mayor. Are they true or false?"
"Have you taken out the appointment letter? You're still lying. Look at his chest. I'm Di Polo. Is that the badge of the Templars?"
There were exclamations one after another. No one would think that the badge was fake and that he was pretending to be a priest? If he was caught, he would be hanged.
"You can't go in, the mayor is at work." The female secretary with a very low collar stopped Downton, with a rather disdainful look on her face.
Everyone knew that this was a show of force. Franz was not a good person. Two mayors had taken over before, but they died before the handover was completed. It was obvious who the murderer was.
Snapped!
Jackson jumped out and slapped the female secretary hard on the cheek.
"How dare you stop the new mayor? From now on, you are fired. Get out of here immediately!"
Jackson roared, and when he saw that the female secretary didn't move, he kicked her to the side.
"You dare to hit me? Do you know who I am, Franz? I tell you, you are dead, just wait to be hanged!"
The female secretary pushed away the mayor's office with an angry look on her face, and then started crying and acting coquettishly. Anyway, the whole town knew about her affair with Franz, so there was no need to hide it.
"Get out, who let you in?" Franz sat on the desk and glared at Downton angrily. Next to him, there was a woman who was hurriedly arranging her clothes.
Downton ignored Franz's roar and glanced at the woman. He knew her. She was the most coquettish dancer in the Golden Ivory Tavern. To sleep with her, he needed twenty gold coins. The postmen, except Melissa, didn't know that she was the most coquettish dancer.
~The most promiscuous woman.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Get out!" Franz slammed the table, "Someone, call the security team."
"Well? Is the reason why you are so calm and composed is because of them?" Downton pointed towards the sofa, where two masked men were sitting. The bloody dagger pattern on them proved that they belonged to Assassin's Creed.
"Hey, you're not afraid when you see our logo. Do you know too little? Or are you arrogant?" the assassin teased.
"Hmph, our master has killed no less than a hundred fish like you. If you know better, get out of here, or you won't be able to leave later."
Jackson's face was full of ferocity, and he was extremely dog-legged.
"You're so loud, I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue." The tone of the two people became serious. In a small town like this, they had always drank freely. Even the mayor entertained them with delicious food and drinks. Now suddenly
When I met someone who didn't show me face, I was so angry. (To be continued...)