The lord is red again

The autumn night wind swayed and swept the thorn grass beside the horse's hooves.

The mosquitoes were still rampant, and the horse's tail swung gently.

"Pah!" Someone raised his hand and slapped himself in the face, then lowered his head to the campfire, saw the mosquito bursting blood on his palm, laughed happily, and then rubbed a handful of soil on his palm to get some blood.

Linde was eating wheat crackers, and a pot of thick "toppings" stewed with peas and potatoes was served in a bowl. It was so thick that if the bowl was turned upside down, the toppings inside would not even spill out, just like condensed lard.

The military chef would use his apron to wipe off the splashed soup on the edge of the bowl when serving the dishes to ensure that the edge of the bowl was clean and beautiful, but when Linde stuffed a pile of vegetables with crackers into his mouth, the complex taste made him miss it very much and sighed that he was not made for hardship.

Lind was preparing to go to the snake catcher's fortress. The first "crystal defense tower" was about to be built. The wizards had been busy for several days and nights. Along the way, he would hide his figure and go to the small market in Black Hoof Village to see the black market transactions.

He was accompanied by the garrison soldiers, who could eat these things when they camped and rested.

Meat is still a scarce resource, and animal husbandry is more difficult than imagined, but the soldiers are always the best in terms of welfare. If they are not full, they can't fight. Lind agrees with this statement because he often went to the battlefield on an empty stomach before and hated it.

Maybe this is why many people still want to join Lind's army even if they know that they have to go to the battlefield.

Sour gravy meatballs are actually more like dumplings. The outside is ground with flour from the roots of Solanaceae herbs. The only advantage is that it is hard to digest and resist hunger. Eating too much has the risk of constipation, but now after the chef's preparation and research, those shortcomings are being eliminated.

Roast, grind into powder, add water and knead into a dough with small lumps, soak in gravy and make into small balls, sour sauce is a material that can be seen everywhere, which makes the cost of this dish infinitely reduced.

As a duke, Lind also has a salad, sometimes with some fennel and some spice sauce, but Lind's perception of this dish is average. The spicy salad can enrich the taste, but that's it.

He will eat all the food and never allow waste to occur, but he has been thinking about whether to let the old chef who came from Raven City retire. So many good ingredients can only make a pot of stewed ingredients that are difficult to swallow. It's a waste.

Just as he was sitting by the campfire and cleaning the last spoonful of stewed beans with a spoon, the chef in the team came over.

"My lord?" The chef was holding a large ladle with a wooden handle.

When he served the dish, he would use his wrist to force and scoop a large spoonful of boiled beans along the edge of the bucket. There was no need to worry that the chef would shake the spoon because the dish was too sticky.

Then you have to hold the bowl with both hands, because he will hit the bowl hard with the spoon, otherwise the sticky beans will hold the spoon tightly and won't let go.

Only in this way can the beans be "shaken" off.

"Thank you, I'm full." Linde rejected the other party's kindness, "Give it to those young men who are still growing."

"They are never full of food, and they can grow taller even if they eat shit!" The chef obviously didn't want to waste the food he carefully prepared, but he still didn't dare to reject Linde's order.

The young men were not picky about food, and they ate voraciously after the extra meal.

Linde put the bowl down, and a young man with good eyesight ran over: "Sir, I will help you wash the dishes!"

"What's your name?" Linde found that the other party seemed to appear in front of him a little more frequently recently.

He didn't mind others using tricks to climb to a higher position. Being motivated is a good thing, but ability is also important.

"Fuller! Sir." The young man stood straight, but his posture did not look so standard.

"Where are you from?" Lind nodded and asked again.

"Black Island, sir." Fuller was very serious, with a gleam in his eyes.

But that was all. Lind would not treat him specially just because someone washed dishes for him, otherwise the maid who washed his clothes should be directly made a baron.

He remembered Fuller. Maybe one day when he needed it, he would give priority to her to help him.

After a short rest, the team set out on the road again. When it was dark, they camped and rested. Lind went to the small market in Black Hoof Village to take a look and sort out the wealth.

'Lover' Miss Esley Lace is very reliable and has never thought of betrayal or doing anything else.

She used to be cautious, but now she works directly for the Duke and has almost no scruples.

The scale of the black market in the small market in Black Hoof Village is expanding wildly, and the things sold are getting more and more outrageous.

Of course, what is even more outrageous is that many mutants have appeared here, including greenskins, blood clans, fishmen, etc. The blood clans do not know that this is Lind's industry. The undead blood warts are even complacent, thinking that this is the place where dark chaos players should come.

There are also some small forces that Lind has to let go because they are too good at hiding. They will also come here to exchange equipment and survival supplies.

Lind did not choose to take action. This group of people would not choose to be loyal to the Kingdom of Rand no matter what. Even if they were loyal to them, their conditions would not be accepted, such as becoming nobles, owning fiefs, etc.

So let them live like this, trying their best to make money, hiding everywhere, and then return the hard-earned money to Lind through the small market.

"If you want to become a vampire..." Linde flipped through the account book. It is estimated that Rania could not imagine that the tax revenue of the major territories under her hard work was not even one twentieth of the black market in the small market.

This is a robbery, and everyone is willing to come here to be robbed.

After all, you can buy any core props of the Rand Kingdom here.

The stronger Linde's army is, the higher the price of the goods circulating in the small market.

"Can I too?" Aislei raised her head in surprise, with surprise in her eyes.

"Yes, whether it is to become a scarlet lady or a scarlet noble, it is all right." Linde closed the account book and nodded gently.

In his eyes, they are all insignificant trifles.

The benefits brought by Aislei exceeded his expectations, and it also saved him a lot of trouble, so it was nothing to let the other party become an immortal race.

However, the skyrocketing favorability made Linde feel a little bit wrong.

Because of the opportunity to become a vampire, Aislei Leis's favorability soared from 5 to 75. She was so eager to leave her human body that it was difficult for Linde to have any interest in her.

It was like meeting someone who was willing to sacrifice everything just to betray and leave the country and the nation. Even if you knew that you were using her, you would feel a little disgusted.

"I choose to continue to be loyal to you." Aislei lowered her head and said.

She waited for a long time in Black Hoof Village, but did not wait for Dana, but if she could become a vampire, she was willing to sacrifice everything.

"No matter what you are, you must continue to be loyal to me." Linde said, he would not let go of such a useful talent.

He took out a small round barrel from his body and put it on the ground.

The muffled sound of it falling to the ground showed that it was not light at all.

"This is the 'newest' alchemical prop of the Rand Corps. You can sell it in the small market, and then..." Linde suddenly stopped.

Aislei Leis looked at Linde's expression changing drastically, and all the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

"Damn!"

For the first time, she saw anger on the handsome face that was always in control.

"My Lord?" Eslei shouted subconsciously.

Then she saw Lind put away the barrel: "These things are no longer useful. The small market will continue to trade. Don't worry, I will arrange for someone to make you a vampire soon."

Lind stood up and left with a gust of wind without giving Eslei a chance to answer.

She wondered what happened to make the lord like this.

Lind, who was rushing towards the camp, looked very uncomfortable.

There should be a month before the public beta, and Lind even made plans for the undead to disappear for a few years from now on. Before the update, it was his last chance to reap the leeks.

He thought so.

But he didn't expect that the untimely update would come suddenly.

The 1.0 version of [Expedition of the Great Rift] officially arrived, and the update will last for 24 hours.

It would be fine if it was just like that, but Lind saw that the undead on the forum were celebrating, and the forum was not disconnected, and the time on the earth was synchronized with the time on this side.

This means that in this update, the undead will not disappear for a year or two. They will disappear today and then reappear in 24 hours!