Chapter 638 Ambition

Continuing with the above, when the Dragon Cavalry family began to tear each other, the entire royal family's control over the empire was already low to freezing point. We can't pull the northern army back to persuade the fight, then the nobles in the northern border were really blown up. Do the royal family don't plan to pass? In order to prevent the orcs in the vast northern wasteland, when the imperial emperors were in power in the past dynasties, no matter how turbulent the country was, no one would touch the nobles in the northern border. If they touched them, don't play, so the royal family, who had no soldiers, could only stare at them (actually, there were soldiers, but the royal family also had their own little Jiujiu. It was too late to react in the later stage)

In the end, the entire empire exploded, the literal explosion...

After Apophis Breo briefly described Olaf, Olaf was completely shocked by the secrets of the empire. After all, at his height, he could not have access to these things before.

"It's so amazing..." Olaf's mouth twitched. Are all the counts of the Empire so brave?

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"Okay, you don't have to come again after today's end. I'll teach you what the nobles should master, and nothing else!" Lance smiled at Ismir, but finally ended the chore. Lance's ability to teach Ismir was very limited. After all, he was just a lord before, but he could still teach Ismir about the knowledge of the nobles.

"Thank you for your teachings, Baron!" Ismir greeted me devoutly.

"Well, it's very good!" Lance nodded. He finally turned Ismir's clumsy etiquette over, and he is now quite good!

"What are your plans?" Lance handed Ismir a hot dog. This is a snack that has been popular in the Kingdom recently and he also likes it very much.

"No..." Ismir bit the hot dog and said vaguely.

"That won't work..." Lance frowned. If Ismir sat in vain, the thousand gold dragon coins would only allow him to live his life without worrying about food and clothing, which would be a bit miserable for a noble.

"Baron Lance, what do you think I should do?" Ismir humbly asked for advice.

"What kind of life are you going to live?" Lance looked at him seriously.

"Are you worried about food and clothing like now? Or do you have a further ambition?" Lance added.

"Of course it's going further!" Ismir's eyes flashed with ambition, and the taste of power for the first time made him unable to stop!

"Then find a way to recruit people to explore! The northern border is so big, there are too many lands without any borders! Your Highness will not be stingy to reward those who are brave enough to explore!" Lance nodded and turned his head to leave.

The development of his own is only suitable for aristocrats like him who have no official positions but only titles. Naturally, Lance does not need it. He believes that Roland will not treat him as an old man unfairly, so he just needs to work step by step. Wait until Roland will divide his titles to him in the future. There is no need to invest in recruiting people to explore his territory in the wilderness.

"Is pioneering?" Ismir's eyes lit up. He was just a third-level druid. If he had no governance ability, he would not be recognized as an official by King Roland. He had no command talent. He could only be a famous nobleman and had his salary to live his life. However, it would be different to take risks and pioneering. Maybe he could truly become a hereditary nobleman!

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"Caidao?" Roland narrowed his eyes and was stunned. He looked at Ismir in front of him and didn't expect that he would come to ask for the pioneering order, but he soon felt relieved. After all, he was the only nobleman in the kingdom who did nothing.

"Why do you think about developing?" Roland decided to ask carefully.

"I...I want to be a hereditary nobleman with a fiefdom, Your Highness." Ismir said with some ban on his shoulders.

"Oh!" Roland nodded in a clear understanding. After all, it is up to everyone to realize their ambitions.

"Okay, have you decided to go to?" Roland wanted to ask about the area he planned to open up. If it overlaps with the empire he planned, it would naturally not be allowed.

"I plan to explore the West of Lulong Fortress!" Ismir's words directly gave Roland a hearty and tender inside.

"Are you crazy? That's a dark forest!" Roland stared at the boss. He didn't want the noble he rewarded to be slap in a few days.

"I heard that the developed land belongs to my own, and the place over there is a little bigger..." Ismir scratched his head and smiled silly.

"..." Roland was silent. After all, the pioneering order is indeed like this. The developed land belongs to the pioneering aristocratic skills. Otherwise, who would explore the king? Working in vain? Ismir's reason is impeccable, and sincerity is indeed the biggest killing skill.

"That's fine, you're a druid anyway, and the forest is your home..." Roland rubbed his chin and thought for a while. The druid was like a fish in the forest. His safety could still be guaranteed. Of course, this was not the case when you encounter high-level monsters and orcs. However, now that the orcs are huddled, it should be no big problem.

"Okay, I can give you the pioneering order, but do you know the rules of development? You need to bring all expenses and items yourself, including entourage and later construction! The kingdom will not provide you with any support!" Roland said solemnly. Anyway, Sauron has gone back to the devil now, so it's okay to cast a wide net to expand the kingdom's territory! In addition, the main mission requires so many towns...

"I understand!" Ismir nodded decisively. He had already tasted the taste of the aristocratic class and was unwilling to continue to return to civilians. He hoped to create a brand new family with his own name! Ambition gave him courage and motivation.

Upon hearing this, Roland stopped talking more, but turned his head and took out a piece of parchment with a magical heraldry engraved with it and started writing.

"Give it! This is a proof of your legal development! All the items on the territory you have opened belong to you! And you need to be loyal to me!" Roland repeated it and handed the development order to Ismir.

"Thank you for your trust in Your Highness!" Ismir shook his chest and greeted.

"No need to be polite, go find Lance yourself and get one hundred steel guns, ten stainless steel swords, one hundred skin shields, ten stainless steel half-body shields, and ten stainless steel mails. By the way! There are ten Sharmas. This is my personal name for you!" After all, Roland did not ignore it as he said, but thoughtfully prepared a set of equipment, which was enough for Ismir to arm an army of 100 people!

"Thank you for your generosity! Your Highness!" Ismir knelt on one knee and said respectfully. King Roland was not as ruthless as he said, which made Ismir, who had already had the worst plan, feel warm in his heart.

"If you really plan to go there... if you can't do anything, cross the river and find Renault. Fortress Lulong will always open its doors to you!" Roland reminded that he didn't have much to do, and this is the best thing he can give.

"I understand!" Ismir pointed. This was the way out for him. If he could not continue to develop his own territory, he could yo-yo to Lulong Fortress on the other side of the river to seek the protection of the kingdom army! I believe that no cerebral palsy orc or monster dared to attack Lulong Fortress...

"Okay, go and prepare early!" Roland returned to the chair and collapsed, waved his hand to signal Ismir to retreat. Looking out the window, Roland entered the state of Gujing Bubo again.
Chapter completed!