Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 109 - 100: Life Grass Seeds
Previously, although weapon prices in the Northern Province were relatively expensive, they were still within an acceptable range. After all, even if Brass Armor was slightly more expensive, its value was only about two or three Gold Coins. ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐น.๐๐ ๐
Silver Armor was similarly priced at only around two to three hundred Gold Coins.
But in just a month.
The situation has completely changed.
The cheapest Black Iron Armor now costs fifty Silver Coins; Brass Armor exceeds ten Gold Coins, and as for Silver Armor, itโs even more terrifying. Even the lowest grade of Silver Armor costs around five hundred Gold Coins now.
What does this mean.
The annual income of a Baron Lord in the Northern Province is likely between one thousand and two thousand Gold Coins.
A set of Silver Armor is nearly half of the fiscal revenue.
If a Baron Lord has only one thousand Gold Coins a year, it means he can afford at most two sets of Silver Armor, ten sets of Brass Armor, and even if itโs only Black Iron Armor, he can purchase only two thousand pieces, and only the worst kind.
More importantly, under such circumstances, with the ongoing chaos in the Northern Lands, prices will continue to rise.
The weaponry obtained this time, if sold, could bring a considerable profit to everyone.
In this one month.
Not mentioning other aspects, the harvest has almost equaled the fiscal revenue of the past year, and even several years combined.
Not to mention the achievements gained during this time.
Joz Anubi and Saki, both Lords, are extremely close to the Baron achievements.
Within a month at most, they will have gathered enough.
This result.
Has made everyoneโs anxiety and tension disappear.
Whatโs left is only anticipation and excitement.
"Lord Thor, when shall we depart?"
Baron Pape approached, looking at Thor with a sense of eagerness.
"Rest for a day. Thereโs a Tier Two Dogman Tribe thirty-five miles ahead."
Thor pondered for a moment, then spoke.
"Alright!"
Baron Pape nodded.
He had no doubt about Thorโs arrangement.
During this period, Thor led them from victory to victory, continuously achieving success and harvest, leaving them only with trust.
Thorโs orders were quickly issued.
The people of the Maine Alliance began to rest.
A day passed quickly.
On the second morning.
Everyone set out again.
The target was the Dogman Tribe ahead.
Thorโs clearing operation isnโt like others who sweep aimlessly.
Acting this way not only increases danger but also limits harvest.
Thorโs chosen direction for clearing generally targets Beastman Tribes that arenโt very strong but offer substantial rewards.
Just like the well-equipped goblins encountered yesterday.
Their fine equipment was Thor and the groupโs harvest.
This time, the selected Dogman Tribe is similar.
This Dogman Tribe is only a Tier Two Beastman Tribe, stronger than the well-equipped goblins but limited in strength. However, they not only have a large quantity of ores but also possess extremely rare Life Grass Seeds.
Compared to Life Fruits, Life Grass is one of the main materials for Low-Level Life Potion.
Although its value doesnโt match that of Life Fruit, a Life Grass still holds a considerable value.
At the auction in Loren City, the price for ten bottles of Low-Level Life Potion ranges from two thousand to three thousand Gold Coins, with a single bottle around two to three hundred Gold Coins.
While Life Grass falls short of Low-Level Life Potion, itโs still around ten Gold Coins.
The key issue is that with Life Grass Seeds, whatโs lacking is a material known as "Agate," which is abundantly produced in the western part of the Northern Province and is not uncommon.
Anna, having formed a contract with the Ice Elf, no longer possesses much of the Forest Elfโs aura and cannot stimulate growth but can prepare Life Potions, which will be a continuous source of wealth.
Thor naturally set his sights on this from the beginning.
However, in recent days, the Dogman Tribe kept moving, making it difficult for him to find an opportunity.
Now that they are finally close, he wonโt hold back.
As the Maine Alliance approaches the Tier Two Dogman Tribe.
At this moment, a Pioneer Territory is erupting in war.
A Tier Two Dogman Tribe has attacked this Pioneer Lord.
This is a Baron Territory.
Being some distance away from the northern front line, this Baron Lord chose not to abandon his territory.
Instead, he stayed.
Though encountering numerous attacks in the past, he managed to barely withstand.
Until yesterday, a Tier Two Dogman Tribe assaulted his territory.
Compared to previous Beastman Tribe raids, the Tier Two Dogman Tribe is much stronger, with five Tier Two Dogmen among them, their number reaching over three thousand, while his territory already suffered considerable losses in the past month.
Facing this Tier Two Dogman Tribe, itโs precarious.
"Damn it!"
"Where did these Dogmen come from to have so many!"
Apron Niangโs face is somewhat grim. On the castle, his face is dirty, and the Silver Armor on him is damaged beyond repair, but he doesnโt care at all.
His gaze continues to look down at the castle, at the endless Dogmen.
"My Lord, we canโt hold them!"
"Those Dogmen are too many!"
The Knight Commander beside him couldnโt help but speak, his expression somewhat bitter.
