Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

But after just a few moves, Zeke realized something was wrong.

Who is he?

I have never seen such a reckless fighting style.

Every move was the same as his own, going straight to the vital point. But he couldn't touch Su Ming at all.

"I just want to say that you have some capable fighters. They are nothing compared to what happened just now."

After just a few moves, Zeke had been kicked several times.

There were even several times when he could clearly feel that Su Ming could kill him with one blow.

Seeing this, the confidants wanted to rush forward to intervene.

"do not move."

Zeke covered his chest which was kicked again and stopped his confidant.

His face was ashen.

"Who...are you? You are definitely not Jinsuo's man."

Jinsuo knew all the faces of the fighters. The man in front of him looked a little different from the locals. He had put on makeup to better blend in with the locals.

"Of course I'm not."

Su Ming waved his hand.

"…You are holding back."

"I was originally planning to use you as a sacrifice, but after listening to what the prostitute under your command said, I felt that you might be worth training."

"……nourish?"

"Now you must be wondering who is in front of you? He speaks so arrogantly. I didn't expect you to accept it right away. How about asking them to leave and let us talk alone?"

"..."

Jike waved his hand, and after his confidant left, he sat down opposite Su Ming, staggering a little.

"One?"

"?"

The long white strip was thrown over, and Zeke frowned, "What is this?"

"Cigarettes. There are only 11 of these in the world. They are very precious."

"No need. Tell me what you want to do and what you want to talk about."

Jake didn't ask for a cigarette.

He picked up the cigar and lit it. He felt a little sad when he saw the cigar that Su Ming had only smoked half of before he smashed it and threw it on the table.

This amount is equivalent to an ordinary civilian's daily living expenses.

"I heard that your relationship with the lord is not very good."

"……Who said that?"

"Needless to say, most of the business of the single mother house goes into the lord's pocket. You don't want to force women who have no intention of selling their bodies to come, but the lord wants to make more money and insists on you doing it."

"Plus, you will never compromise and refuse to sell medicine. But the lord secretly supports others to sell medicine and won't allow you to prohibit it. It's easy to know that your relationship will not be very good. This doesn't seem to be a secret."

"It's just that you can't say it. After all, you are just a dog in front of the lord."

"……dog?"

Jike smiled, "You are indeed a good fighter, but the Mother House did not survive to this day by relying on fists and kicks."

"I know it very well. I also know that even if I beat you into submission here, it will be impossible to take over the Mother House and your power."

"...I haven't seen an idiot like you who wants to die in more than ten years. You have decent skills but not enough brains."

"I mean. The lord bullies men and women, and as a manager he does nothing but enjoy himself. It seems that he even forcibly took away the courtesan he liked from the mother's house. The people above him want money, and he wants it too. The only ones who suffer are the people below."

"People like this are called little tigers and small capitalists in my hometown. They are to be hung on the lamp."

"……what do you want to say in the end?"

"About that, I will go and kill the lord and remove the first lock that imprisons this town. And what you need to do is to seize the opportunity to expand your own power. And Jinsuo, who likes to sell medicine and sells it to me, right? I will also take down their leaders."

"Let's make a bet."

"If I do this, you and your people will have to obey me from now on."

"That's funny. Why should I bet with you? What's the point if you can do it or not?"

Zeke couldn't help but sneer, "You think you can do whatever you want just because you're good at fighting? I've seen too many idiots like you."

"It's okay. This is a one-sided bet."

"But if you don't fulfill your promise, I will have to build up my own power. In other words, you either recognize me as your boss, or we will go to the heaven together."

"After all, it's hard to keep a leader like you who has a decent reputation."

"..."

Zeke's face was gloomy.

But he knew that he couldn't stop Su Ming with his strength alone. His swordsmanship and skills were better than anyone he had ever seen.

Assassination?

It's possible with his skills, but what's the point?

It's not like no one had done this before, but they only suffered from sending troops to suppress them, and the arrival of more greedy lords. And... Now, Feng Jing, who was originally just lingering on, has grown stronger and become the lord's dog.

"stop!"

"Even if you succeed in the assassination, what happens next?"

"Want to listen? That's a bit long."

"..."

At first Zeke just wanted to hold him back until others arrived.

But the more I listened, the more confused I became, and the more inspired I became.

A law where nobles break the same law as commoners?

Iron, condiments, minerals, and oil that are controlled by the state?

He was able to read books at first thanks to the conditions given by his father, so even though he was not a noble, he knew a lot.

But everything Su Ming said was new to him.

It seemed like a fairy tale, but Su Ming's words were so certain... as if such a place really existed.

"It's impossible. If you touch the interests of the nobles... you will be suppressed immediately."

Before we knew it, we had already talked about what to do after capturing a city.

"Get it straight. What is the most abundant thing in this world? The nobles? No one listens to them. They are nothing."

"People's hearts. It's useless to just shout slogans while actually exploiting them. If we really give them benefits, they will support the new lord themselves."

"..."

"If all the benefits go to the people, then what is the need for the nobles to exist?"

"Give them benefits, and they will create more benefits. With more benefits, asking them to give a little more will not be less than strict taxation. The most important thing is to give them the confidence to survive and the hope that their lives will get better and better."

"..."

"Moreover, the newly-formed nobles who pay lower taxes than before will be completely different from before. Everyone must do practical work, patrol to maintain law and order, adjudicate cases when disputes arise. We must pay special attention to and control profiteers who drive up prices, and all issues that affect people's livelihood."

"...Where did you see these theories?"

Zeke's brain really started to freeze.

No longer think that the arrogant person in front of you is simply an idiot.

"Well, I'll tell you after you follow me."

While answering Jike's questions, it was Su Ming who was actually nervous.

You can tell what you want to memorize in detail, but you need to study in detail how each step is achieved. At most, you can know the general idea.

But Jike is not only good at martial arts, but also keeps learning by analogy when he becomes interested.

Eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

"I can't understand, if there really is such a powerful country, how could it perish?"

"Not extinct. In fact, they are on other continents. I just can't go back. The people there are all as skilled and intelligent as I am."

"...Cigarettes. Is it the equivalent of cigars that even ordinary people can afford?"

"It is."

"..."

Jick picked up the cigarette again and looked at it for a long time.

My mind went back many years.

This is what Feng Jing’s first leader, also his grandfather, said.

Feng Jing will never sell medicine to harm people from generation to generation.

Never force women of good character into prostitution.

Never oppress civilians.

……

So far, perhaps only the first rule has not been violated. But turning a blind eye and allowing others to sell on Mu Niang Guan Street is actually a violation.

"call……"

He imitated Su Ming and took a deep breath.

The flavor is not as strong as a cigar.

"Pinch this. Do you feel a small bead? Crush it hard."

"Little beads?"

Zeke felt it and it was real. Crushed it.

"You can start over again."

"..."

There is a slight chill.

“Why is it getting colder?”

"Where I come from, this is a very light tobacco. If you want to feel refreshed, just crush the contents and it will taste very cool."

"There are many kinds of tobacco... just like the perfume of the nobility?"

"That's right. There are many kinds."

"Never seen it. The systems you mentioned... I have never heard of them anywhere else."

“Too advanced, isn’t it?”

"...Yeah. But you are definitely not an ordinary person."

Zeke felt the mist, which was completely different from the cigar, and fell into deep thought.

Mother House.

The power of the lord is developing more and more, and they are considering whether to allow the sale of medicine. Otherwise, the lord may choose to train Jinsuo who is willing to sell medicine. At that time, Feng Jing will be suppressed badly.

The results of three generations' hard work will be destroyed in one's own hands.

Grandfather said.

I don't ask for infallibility, but I ask for a name to be left behind. A name that people admire. Feng Jing was able to start his career by sheltering some civilians during the turbulent times at the beginning.

"Boss!"

"..."