I dominate the magic world by farming

After a while, a little girl walked up to Hotelling holding small yellow wild flowers that could be seen everywhere.

Bump bump bump~

The little girl gently tapped the hard armor, which also tapped Hotelling's heart.

…

Hotelling's mind wandered back to his youth.

"Father, I'm hungry~"

"It's okay, Hotelling, you can eat if you bear it~"

"The noble Lord requested that the monthly taxes paid be increased by 20%!" A knight rode a tall horse and shuttled among the people.

The citizens on both sides of the road stayed far away.

"Father, what do you mean?"

"It's okay, I may have to eat less in the future!"

That cold winter, young Hotelling lost his mother.

The past events are vivid in my mind, forming a sharp contrast with the scene at the moment.

"Uncle~, flowers, give them to you~"

The little girl's voice pulled Hotelling's thoughts out of ancient memories.

Hotellin cleverly took the little wild flower handed over by the little girl.

"Thank..., thank you!"

Hotelling said subconsciously.

"Hehehe~, Master Field said in class, give roses to others and leave the fragrance in your hands!"

The little girl's smile was like a sharp sword piercing Hotelling's heart.

"Oh~, our captain is feeling springy and actually picked wild flowers!" Dabu, who is familiar with Hotelling, joked.

As soon as Hotelling came to his senses, he returned to the military camp.

He didn't know how he got back to the military camp. He only remembered that he became dementia after taking the little girl's yellow wild flower.

"Captain Dabu, stop teasing me..."

Then, Hotelling carefully found a small wooden stake and hollowed it out.

Put the flowers given by the little girl into it, and finally, add living water.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and a beam of sunlight happened to shine on the flowers, emitting a dazzling light.

A warm current surged in Hotelling's heart, which was the long-lost warmth and touch.

At the same time, Field entertained an envoy from King Purcell City in the government hall of Fort Wilson.

"Sir Field, my name is Letourneau, and I have been entrusted by His Highness Spencer to come to Wilson to receive it!"

As soon as he heard Spencer's name, Field lost his good expression instantly.

He said in a low tone: "It seems that the relationship between me and your master is not getting any better!"

Field's eyes revealed deep evil.

"Aren't you afraid that His Highness Spencer will become King of Sere and take revenge on you?" Letourneau threatened.

Field complained in his heart, there really is a follower like a master.

"Leader Wilson is not afraid of anyone!" Field was confident.

According to Field's knowledge, there are four major corps in the Seer Kingdom, namely the Crimson Corps, the Tiger Regiment, the Rose Corps and the Seer Royal Guards Corps.

Of course, there are other armies, but they are far inferior to these four corps!

It is different from the organization of Wilson's regiment. The full strength of Wilson's regiment is 20,000 troops.

The Saier Kingdom's regiment structure is 50,000. Four corps are directly under the Saier royal family. The elite corps trained by the two provinces directly under the Saier royal family has a total of 200,000 soldiers.

But the last time the barbarians fought, the 50,000 soldiers of the Crimson Corps had ceased to exist in name only, and now there were less than 5,000 soldiers.

Since Commander Luka resigned as the leader of the Crimson Corps, there has been no new leader yet.

With full calculations, the elite division of the Saier royal family only has more than 150,000 soldiers.

It's not Field's boast. Wilson's current strength alone will have no problem in defending the territory.

The magic crystal cannon will teach him how to behave, and this is where Field's confidence lies.

Moreover, none of the major Dukes of the Purcell Kingdom were deeply involved with the Wilson Territory.

Afterwards, Field continued: "Besides, your master suffered a disastrous defeat, can he still inherit the throne of Seer? Don't be ridiculous!"

At the same time, Field also complained, "Old King Winston was blind and chose Spencer to be the king, but when he wanted to touch me, he didn't even consider whether his teeth were strong enough!"

But at this time, Letourneau smiled slightly.

"Then I'm relieved! I'm afraid Mr. Field doesn't have the courage!"

Afterwards, Letourneau was seen slowly leaving the government affairs hall of Fort Wilson.

As he walked, he said: "Mr. Field, be careful! Spencer is far more favored than you think!"

"Besides, Spencer is not my master!"

Letourneau's tone was somewhat incomprehensible and complicated.

Looking at Letourneau's leaving figure, Field was momentarily confused and thought for a while.

"This man is obviously Spencer's subordinate, why does he seem to have a grudge against Spencer?"

Field shook his head. If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it. Why bother with the brain cells?

At this time, Field had no idea that Letourneau would backstab Spencer in the future, allowing Field to defeat the Purcell royal family at a very small cost.

Troubles began at the beginning, the Great Wall was destroyed in an anthill, and every tiny hidden danger doomed Spencer's demise.

A few days later, Marquis Pfar, who was far away in King Purcell City, received a small note.

It was the note that Hotelling hid in the forest.

"Three years have not been in vain after all!"

Marquis Pfar opened the small note.

The note detailed that Hotelling had gained the trust of Lord Wilson and had become a Centurion of the Imperial Infantry.

"Hahaha~, not bad!"

Marquis Pfarr is in the turbulent city of Sayre, and his growth is amazing.

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