Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 359 - 168: Lear? He Belongs to Me—What Are the Changge Clan’s Views?
"I know... perhaps not much more than you."
The woman in the black robe looked somewhat surprised.
She didn’t understand why the bracelet, which she regarded as a treasure, was on the other’s wrist.
Why did she step forward to protect someone without asking questions first?
"I only know that Sir Lear is a trustworthy person."
"As for the rest... you can ask Jasmine."
Firina noticed the confusion on the other’s face and lost interest in talking, signaling her maid to communicate with the woman.
She herself turned around and walked to the window.
Playing with the childlike Seven-Colored Bamboo Dragonfly, her eyes curved with amusement.
This behavior was somewhat rude, but since it was the Eldest Princess Lorand, the woman in the black robe dared not complain.
The fact that the other was willing to see her was already giving the Changge Clan face.
Otherwise, even if some Dukes came personally, they might not be able to step into Rose Manor.
The new star of the Empire was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.
Soon, after learning a lot about Lear from Jasmine, the woman in the black robe was somewhat confused.
The descendant of a fallen Baron Clan had ended up living in the slums, just to inherit the title and become a Pioneer Lord.
And within a few months, he had a Level 15 Great Demon and a Level 16 Flying Dragon as subordinates... able to suppress a curse that even the Extraordinary could not handle.
He was even gifted a personally woven bracelet by Firina, the Eldest Princess Lorand...
Is this really something a boy of such a background could achieve?
Thinking of the figure wearing a bloody Crown, exuding majesty and authority, yet with a face young enough to be shocking.
Just felt boundless mystery concealed within that person.
"Lady Jasmine, thank you for the information... this is a small gift, I hope you like it."
A silver ring appeared in her hand, and she handed it over.
Jasmine, knowing this was a wealthy person, accepted it without hesitation.
After the other left, she walked to Firina’s side.
"Your Highness, she has left..."
Thinking of the shock on the black-robed woman’s face, she too was moved.
"You say, what exactly did Sir Lear gain in the wilderness, to cause such a significant change?"
Firina turned around and spoke softly.
"Does it... matter?"
Jasmine was stunned for a moment, thinking of the cart full of roses that had delighted Her Highness for a long time, she remained silent.
With such an attitude, what the other experienced seemed unimportant.
No matter what he gained, it didn’t seem so exaggerated for the Lorand Clan.
Ignoring the other, Firina looked up at the sky.
Suddenly, she had some interest in the wilderness... perhaps she should find time to visit Sir Lear’s territory?
...
After leaving the Crystal Heart, Lear returned directly to the White Crow Commerce Association.
Holding the Blue Magic Ball, he was eager to return to his territory.
If he could train all the Dark Night Elves, wouldn’t this wave be stable?
A unit with 4-Star potential, with a level cap of up to Level 15!
With the Underworld’s expansion imminent, it was perfect to have the Dark Night Elves as the vanguard.
A delightful prospect.
This time’s refresh of four special intelligence pieces, the first and fourth... allowing the Shadow of the Mist to upgrade to a Level 16 Specter, and obtaining the Blue Magic Ball containing the Dark Night Elves’ Promotion Secret Technique, were already in hand.
Two were left—using a Silver Mask to open the Bloody Arena.
He was quite interested in this relic, but the level of the person opening it was the cap for other entrants, and the more participants, the greater the final winner’s reward.
This made him contemplate how to maximize benefits.
Moreover, this relic did not need to be opened urgently, it could be postponed.
His gaze focused on the second special intelligence—the shadow wandering in Lorand City, which would appear at 8 AM on November 4th in front of the third shop in the second block.
The intelligence refreshed on October 20th contained a detailed introduction to the shadow—
Recently, a void-like shadow appeared in Lorand City; it would trade with the first person it encountered each day. As long as one could offer something of interest, any treasure could be purchased from it.
It was rare for the intelligence system to refresh the same piece of information.
His gaze steadied... he would go see the situation tomorrow.
Returning to the commerce association, it was already evening, and he happened to meet two shop managers coming back to report their work.
After yesterday’s fermentation, the fame of Weilu City’s armor began to spread among mercenaries.
The affordable price of 200 Gold Coins attracted significant interest from many mercenaries.
The two shops were directly sold out.
All of the remaining over two thousand sets of armor were sold out today.
In this way, his wealth surpassed the 600,000 Gold Coin mark in just a few days.
Some middle-ranked nobles couldn’t raise such an amount even by selling off their family assets.
There were differences even among the noble class.
With money in hand, he was not worried, as those slaves he ordered at the market were quite a hefty expense.
Now, he wasn’t afraid of not being able to pay the bill.
He encouraged the two managers heavily and took out 500 Gold Coins as rewards for all the staff of the commerce association.
A common worker in Lorand City could only earn five to six Gold Coins a year through hard work, and there were only about thirty people in the White Crow Commerce Association, so this reward was already quite generous.
It’s not like discussing weapon sales funds with ordinary people; a modern shell could cost hundreds of thousands or even millions, and it would take a regular person many years to afford one shot.
Seeing the few people leave happily, Lear was also in a good mood.
The blacksmith shop he painstakingly built had finally not disappointed him.
