Start as Inherited Baroness

The business was done, and Simon felt comfortable all over.

I took Mai Lan and others for a walk around Morning Star City.

New ideas can be seen everywhere in the newly built city, but there are too few people and the commerce is very underdeveloped. Basically, there are more people in the hotels.

Another thing is that the military camp is very lively.

There are many military camps in the city, divided into three camps in the north, west and east. The total number of soldiers inside them is roughly estimated to be tens of thousands.

Simon just took a few quick glances, and his estimate was not accurate. It was a lot anyway.

Moreover, he also discovered that many soldiers had tattoos on their faces. They were clearly slave soldiers, but they were relatively strong physically.

Obviously the training time is not short, at least three years.

"Could it be that the main force of Lord Marquis is composed of slave soldiers? This is not a small expense..."

Simon thought to himself, it was still necessary to figure out the strength of his backers, and he couldn't be blind.

But it was difficult to inquire about this matter because his personal connections were too weak and he only knew the final boss in Morningstar City.

He thought about it for a while and suddenly had an idea.

"Let's go out of the city." Simon said softly.

"Yes!" Mailan responded, and soon, more than fifty people left Morning Star City along the main street.

They arrived at the caravan camp. It was very lively here, with people coming and going, but it seemed very chaotic.

There was a stench everywhere. I didn't see any human excrement on the dirt road, but there was horse excrement everywhere.

It didn't take long for Simon and the others to find the campsite chosen by Airey. It was in the far north. There were fewer caravans nearby and it was much cleaner.

"Lord Baron!" Airei saw them and immediately went over to greet them.

"Well, come take a walk with me here." Simon nodded and said.

"yes!"

After that, the group began to wander around the caravan camp.

Not to mention, the products sold are relatively rich, most supplies are available, and there is even a wandering orioles group.

They set up many tents in an open space, where business was done, and the sound of waves kept coming and going.

Some of the screams are so exaggerated that they can be heard from far away, thus eliminating the need for publicity.

Simon was naturally not interested in these pheasants, but he also found his target.

He stopped outside an open-air tavern, took a look inside, and found a table of nobles wearing coats of arms among them.

They should all be the second sons of minor nobles, and they seem to be relatively poor.

Simon immediately led the people over and stopped at their table.

"My Lord Baron, what can I do for you?"

There were only three people at the table, and they all stood up and looked at him with puzzled and kind expressions.

"I just came to Morning Star City. I'm bored and wandering around. Let's have a drink together?" Simon smiled.

"It's an honor! Please!"

One of the three people, who was relatively tall and seemed to be the leader, immediately cleared a seat.

Simon took his seat generously.

Mailan and other guards stood aside.

"Lord Baron, my name is Bichu Erbo. I am the sixth son of the Baron of Green Apple Town. He is...

We are currently serving as captains of guards in the army of Marquis Val... We are also bored today, so we came to have a drink..."

The burly young man immediately introduced them one by one.

"Oh, I wonder which army you all serve in?" Simon asked casually, taking a sip of malt wine.

"I was in the Guards, and he was in the Iron Guards..."

Bhikkhu immediately said that he had no reservations, because this was not a secret.

Simon followed his words and asked calmly.

It didn't take long for me to get the information I wanted to know. In fact, it was not an unspeakable secret.

Marquis Val's main army is indeed an army composed of slave soldiers. Its name is the Orderer Legion. It is said that there are more than 20,000 people.

Their equipment is well-equipped. It is said that they are all made of iron-clad light armor lined with double-layered chain mail.

Moreover, the military discipline is strict, and Bichul highly respects this regiment.

“Lord Baron, if you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, you might not believe it.

They all walk exactly the same, with continuous steps, like thunder in the sky making a series of muffled sounds..."

"Oh! It's awesome. It is indeed the strongest legion of Lord Marquis Val!" Simon agreed repeatedly.

"Okay, I've had enough fun today. It's time for me to go. I'll take this meal, don't refuse!"

He found out what he wanted to know and learned a lot of additional information. He was satisfied and ready to leave.

"This...how can I let you, sir..." Bichul said embarrassedly.

Simon only smiled slightly, then waved his hands and stood up.

Mailan immediately went to pay the bill.

"If you have time in the future, you can come to my Yongyi Territory as a guest." He said these words with a slight smile and led the people away.

"Brother, did I hear you correctly? The leader of bravery?" A tall and thin young man at the table asked in surprise.

"Of course, it's Lucky Simon." Bichul nodded, thoughtfully.

"He is so lucky, I'm so jealous of him!

He didn't suffer at all. Not only did he get the title of baron for free, but he also had such a big territory! "

Another noble second son with a pale face and a strong body shouted with jealousy.

"Okay, stop complaining, we don't have that fate.

If you serve the Marquis well, you may not be granted a title in the future. "Bhikkhu sighed slightly and said.

...

Simon naturally didn't care what these little guys were mumbling behind his back. He was now organizing the team and preparing to go back.

Now that he had the sword of Marquis Val in his hand, he had more confidence to pay a visit to His Highness Fedi Bavarik.

At least for the sake of the big man, he wouldn't be embarrassed too much.

The matter of inheriting the Fearless Territory would also be much smoother.

If the Marquis was willing to say a word and send a raven letter, then this matter would be even more secure.

After all, the kingdom still needed him to stand on the front line of the West Sete, and a small request would definitely be met if it could be met.

Simon purchased some food in the caravan camp, and also bought a few sets of heavy armor and dozens of sets of iron light armor.

In addition, he also purchased more than a dozen long hard bows and hundreds of arrows, and then set off on the return journey with the team.

Qualified military strong bows are expensive and have a long production cycle. It is better to buy as many as possible when you encounter them.

His territory is not yet able to produce such excellent and superior weapons.

As soon as Simon's team set out, several caravans followed them.

It wasn't that they had any bad intentions, but they felt that Simon's team was strong in force, and it was safer to follow them.

"Hey! Dare to take advantage of me, Ai Lei, go and collect protection fees from them!"

Simon looked back at the situation and smiled.

"Yes!" Ai Lei heard the words, shouted, and went with dozens of people.

However, before they got halfway, these caravans sent people first.

Ai Lei had to take people back with them.

"Respectful Baron, please allow us to accompany you.

A little gift, not a respect!"

"Yes, yes, thank you Baron! This is presented to you..." The caravan leaders presented gifts one after another.

Some were a small bag of golden eagles, some were a valuable longbow, and some were a few fine iron swords.

"Okay, I allow you to follow me, but I won't take care of anything if it happens."

"Yes, yes, please don't bother me, sir..."

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