I dominate the magic world by farming

Under the gaze of the Glorious Infantry, everyone left.

"Marquis Geralt, the Wilson Territory is already so powerful!"

"Marquis Stuy, if you have something to say, just say it, if you have something to say, just fart it!"

The outside world has always believed that the strength of the Wilson Territory depends on Field, the Golden Dragon Knight.

But Field forced everyone to retreat without showing his face, and everyone felt really bad.

"Marquis Geralt, what do you think the Wilson Territory wants the barbarian's corpse for?"

"To be promoted to Duke for military merit! What else?"

...

Inside Wilson Castle~

After washing and dressing up, Desk came to the hall again.

But at this moment, three corpses appeared in front of Desk.

Looking at the familiar and cold corpses, Desk's heart suddenly surged with a sense of guilt!

"Sorry!"

Field raised his head slightly. Desk is a man of temperament.

There was silence in the air until Bismarck walked in with three agate coffins.

After putting down the three agate coffins, he left the hall immediately!

"Thank you!" Field smiled and waved. "It's just a piece of cake!" After putting the bodies into the agate coffin one by one, he put them into the magic bracelet. Field interrupted the sadness, "Desk, how is the Kingdom of Seer?" Desk was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, but nodded after a while. "The Kingdom of Seer is not strong, and the White Tiger Tribe did not spread false information to us. The only strong one is Wilson Territory!" Desk's eyes suddenly became bright and looked directly at Field's eyes. Field's mouth corners rose slightly. Desk continued: "Wilson Territory treats everyone equally, which is completely different from the territories I have been to!" Field, who listened quietly, finally spoke, "I hope our friendship will last forever!" Desk nodded slightly and walked out of the hall. "I also know the conflict between Wilson Territory and the Seer Royal Family. If you need help one day in the future, the Golden Lion Tribe will do its best!" Desk's figure gradually disappeared. Field said to himself: "If there is such a day, I will not be polite. After all, living is everything!"

But Desk, who had already gone far away, did not hear Field's words clearly.

After a moment, a knight rushed in.

"Master, Desk left on a merchant ship!"

"Well, I know, you go down!"

...

In the palace of the Kingdom of Sayre~

Spencer sat high on the main seat, and his confidants were on both sides.

"Pfar, what do you think?"

"I think Wilson County is more powerful than the surface!"

Everyone nodded.

That's right, the news of Wilson County's confrontation with the pursuing noble army was spread to the King's City of Sayre by someone with ulterior motives.

And the six silver knights exposed by Wilson County were naturally known to Spencer.

Spencer turned his eyes to Oliver, the Minister of Intelligence.

Oliver's old face flushed. As the Minister of Intelligence, he knew nothing about the situation in Wilson County.

That's right, they knew nothing. Even the superficial strength of Wilson Territory was not clear to the Sayre Royal Family.

Wilson Territory has three major corps, the Holy Helm Knight Corps, the Glorious Infantry Corps and the Royal Heavy Armor Infantry Corps.

Although the three major corps are in the open, the Sayre Royal Family knows nothing about it.

It's not that the Sayre Royal Family's infiltration ability is poor, but that Wilson Territory's assimilation and monitoring are too strong.

The Household Registration Department makes everyone who comes to Wilson Territory under surveillance, and the population flow is recorded strictly.

And ordinary people can't get close to the military camp at all, this is written into the law.

As for placing spies in Wilson Territory's corps, Oliver has thought about it.

But every soldier who enters the corps must live in Wilson Territory for more than two years.

What concept, two years! Even a dog will be assimilated.

Every spy who sneaks into the corps will disappear quietly, and Oliver has given up arranging spies in Wilson Territory's corps.

Oliver opened his mouth, but only uttered a few words.

"This... this..., I..."

Spencer held his forehead slightly and understood instantly.

"Forget it~, Oliver!"

"Hey, I wonder how strong is the hidden strength of Wilson County?"

Spencer has already put aside his conflict with Field. The reason why he is targeting Wilson County now is that Wilson County has become stronger too quickly.

Wilson County's ability to make money is comparable to a money printing machine, or even better than a money printing machine.

As long as there is money, 99% of Wilson County's problems will be solved.

As for the remaining one-eighth, more money is needed.

Spencer was secretly worried that one day the Kingdom of Sayre would no longer be named Sayre.

"Money is the foundation of Wilson County's strength. I must take control of the Trade Chamber and the Treasure Pavilion!" Spencer made up his mind secretly.

Suddenly, Oliver said slowly: "King Spencer, I have a piece of news, maybe you will be interested!"

Spencer's eyes moved to Oliver again.

"Oh? Tell me about it!"

"Some time ago, a caravan was destroyed, but a slave escaped! The slave said he saw Field's sister Ella, who has the ability to bring the dead back to life, and directly resurrected the dead body again!"

Everyone knows that the ability to bring back the dead may exist in the Loya Continent, but it is definitely not something that a small Wilson can possess.

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