Farming Lord of Crossing

Chapter 87 86. Sudden Allegiance (Second update, please subscribe)
After Luo Si came back disappointed, he no longer wanted to visit other nobles, and suddenly found that he seemed to have nothing to do. After thinking about it, Luo Si decided to take a good look at the most prosperous place he had seen in this world after thousands of years. big city.

Wellington City is worthy of a thousand-year history. Each store is a small building with a unique style. There are a wide variety of products, including weapons, armor, potions, jewelry, magic tools, high-end clothing, perfumes, magic pets, etc. Wait.

Ross wandered around with great interest, and before he knew it, he came to a store called Tosney Pharmacy.

When he was about to go in to see if he could buy potions that could quickly increase the strength of the soldiers, a burst of fierce quarrels came from inside, and at the same time one person was thrown out of the shop by two tall men When it came out, there was a dull sound just in front of Rose's feet, probably because of the heavy fall.

When Ross was about to reach out to help this disheveled guy with a strong smell of alcohol and a slovenly appearance that could not tell his age, the guy had already climbed up from the ground, staggered his feet and cursed: "You two dirty and despicable bastards, you dare to throw a noble alchemist on the ground. You are finished, you are dead!"

"Alchemist?" Los, who was too lazy to mind his own business, was about to leave, stopped, and looked at this guy who was obviously an alcoholic with interest.

According to what he learned from the books, even guys with spiritual professions, no matter if they are magicians, alchemists, druids, etc., will basically not touch any stimulating drinks and food. Mentally sharp enough.

However, the guy in front of him who claimed to be a pharmacist not only drank, but was also drunk.You must know that the wines in this world are mainly low-alcohol fruit wines. How much wine does a person have to drink to drink like this.

At this moment, a man with the appearance of a shopkeeper appeared at the door of the pharmacy: "Mandela, are you a devil? Are you ashamed to say that you are a pharmacist?
Tell me yourself, since I kindly took you in, how many times have you missed the task of refining medicine because of drinking?

If this is the case, I will bear it, after all, the quality of the medicine you refine when you are awake is not bad.

However, you actually used the medicinal materials I gave you to brew your own wine when you had no wine to drink.

There is no cure for you! "

"Huh!" Mandela hummed with a flushed face, "Isn't it just a little medicinal material. I will make the potion a few more times and it will come out."

"Let's go!" The shopkeeper was obviously determined, but he still persuaded him: "If you don't stop drinking, no one will hire you."

"Abstinence from alcohol? It is impossible to abstain from alcohol, and I will never abstain from alcohol in my life." Mandela shook his head and said, "If you don't stay here, you have a place to stay. Woolen cloth!"

"Hey!" The shopkeeper was obviously irritated by this sentence, and shouted loudly: "Mandela, you don't even look at you! Forget how many pharmacies you were kicked out of? Forget that you wandered from a city Going to another city, even more wild dogs robbing food? I want to see who else will want you after you walk out of my shop!"

"You~you~" Mandela blushed and pointed at the shopkeeper. There were signs of magic power gathering on his fingers. The shopkeeper was taken aback. The two guards immediately pulled two shields as big as the door to block the shopkeeper. forward.You must know that every pharmacist and blacksmith is a veritable magician. No one can predict how much damage a magician who becomes angry can cause.

However, Mandela, who was furious, did not launch an attack. He withdrew his finger, left a sentence "You are right!", and then walked away in a daze with his head down.

"Interesting!" Rose became interested in this Mandela.A man of great strength yet able to restrain himself.It's not easy for a magician and a pharmacist to drink some wine, but he can live like this.This is a person with his own bottom line or code of conduct.

After walking through the street and there were no more people around, Rose quickly stepped forward and stopped Mandela: "Dear pharmacist Mr. Mandela, please stay!"

Mandela, who exuded a dazed and helpless aura, turned around and raised his head slightly. When he saw the noble but gentle man in front of him, he bowed slightly and said, "Dear nobleman, what's the matter? "

"Can I buy you a drink?" Ross asked with a smile.

"Drinking?" Mandela's eyes lit up for a moment, and then dimmed again: "Master Noble, please tell me directly if you have something to do. I still have to look for a job?"

Seeing that Mandela was able to hold back his desire for drinks and did not follow him blindly, Ross was even more interested in him. He couldn't help but said, "I need a winemaker here. I don't know if Mr. Mandela Would you like to?"

"Winemaker?" Mandela was obviously taken aback. Doesn't this guy in front of him know that he is a distinguished alchemist?No, when he called me just now, he clearly called me a pharmacist. Let a distinguished pharmacist make wine. Fortunately, this guy can speak.

However, it seems that I have no extra choice.As the owner of the pharmacy in Tosney said, I really have nowhere to go.Thinking of this, Mandela asked, "I don't know who you are?"

"I am Baron Moras, the lord of Stan Land!" Ross replied, and then added: "The Viscount Mordo was just conferred at the ceremony yesterday. My territory is still in the stage of development, but there are still more than a thousand Acres of fruit trees full of fruits, those juicy little things, need someone to turn them into delicious fruit wine."

Mandela was taken aback for a moment, the man in front of him turned out to be the newly promoted Lord Baron, no wonder he was so imposing.However, it is said that the newly promoted baron's territory is in Wellington Territory, which is also the westernmost part of the kingdom. It only has one town and three villages, and it is said that there are threats from orcs and monsters in the Yingyue Mountains, which may be destroyed at any time.

Then Mandela thought about his own situation. If no one was willing to hire him, he might be hungry tonight. Could it be that he really wanted to hang out with those dirty rats and gangsters underground?Or join an adventure group and walk on the verge of death for a living?

After thinking for a long time, Mandela asked, "What do you need me to do, my lord baron?"

"You like to drink so much, and you can make wine with medicinal materials. You must know how to make wine." Ross's inquiry-like words were nodded and acknowledged by Mandela, and he continued: "As I said, there are hangers on my territory. More than a thousand acres of orchards full of fruits, I need you to turn them into delicious, high-quality fruit wine."

Without waiting for Mandela to ask, Ross continued: "Of course, there are enough workers to assist you in this job. As long as you can complete this job, you can get enough fruit wine for you and the treatment of a normal alchemist.

Of course, if you are willing to conduct medicine refining experiments after work, I will also give some support. "

"The treatment of a normal alchemist?" Mandela asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Yes, we can sign a formal employment contract in the Temple of Order." Ross nodded affirmatively, and at the same time emphasized: "How? Everything is waiting to be done in my territory, and your life has to break through the predicament. Why not give each other a chance, maybe my territory will be prosperous and strong from now on, and your life can be reborn from the ashes!"

Mandela fell into deep thought when he heard Rose's answer, showing an obvious struggle.

After a long time, Mandela suddenly knelt on the ground on one knee: "I, Mandela Facus, solemnly swear in the name of the great God of Wisdom Salvis!
From this day forward, I, Mandra Farcus, will serve Baron Terrasse as my lord.Follow your will, obey your orders, and dedicate your life to your glory and the prosperity of the kingdom of Stan! "

Ross was confused by Mandela's sudden change of style, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Is this an oath of allegiance?It's rare that I, Luo Si, are like the protagonists in those novels, as soon as I show my domineering aura, younger brothers from all over the world come to vote?

After thinking about it for a while, looking at Mandela with a solemn face, Los also seriously and solemnly drew out his long sword and tapped it on Mandela's left shoulder and replied: "Mandela Facus, I accept your loyalty. From today Come on, my glory is your glory!"

(End of this chapter)