Transmigration of the bastard lord

Davis showed a complicated expression of "as expected", and said tangledly, "Your Excellency...you were led badly by the Earl..."

"... Does that make it so... Is my image in your heart a rigid and inflexible person?" Fu Youguang half-closed his eyes.

"Well... the legendary saint who saved the world and helped people... the virtue of hating evil is always widely praised by people."

"Hey, don't think I can't understand this kind of irony. There is a difference between jealousy and revenge?!"

Here Brother Guang is joking with the unscrupulous spellcaster, and over there, the three sheep who are being watched by the Undead General are sitting obediently in the corner, not daring to lift their heads.

The cafeteria has not yet reached the peak meal time. In order for them to "enjoy" the detention treatment, they did not go to pick up the meals themselves, but were delivered by the staff.The unfamiliar food piled on the dinner plate in front of them made the three self-proclaimed well-informed "righteous thieves" a little confused.

"It smells delicious...but guys, who knows what it is?" The human ranger Vidi lowered his voice and secretly pointed to the spicy tofu on the dinner plate.

"You don't really want to eat it, Viddy, who knows if there is something weird mixed in?" Toby the goblin still looked fussy, "Think about it, buddy, this is the food provided by the necromancer..."

"Come on, Toby, didn't you see that other people eat the same thing...they wouldn't feed their own messy things, would they?" said the dark elf Athel.

The three guys glanced around mischievously, seeing that the same food was put on other people's dinner plates, eating with relish, and swallowing saliva unconsciously.

"Well, this white thing may be someone's brain...whatever it is, as long as it can be eaten." Viddy picked up the spoon and started.

"You're so disgusting..." Asel bared his teeth, not daring to touch the unfamiliar tofu, picked up the pancakes and filled them with pickles and minced meat like others did, wrapped them up and ate them carefully.

"...my ancestors ate raw grass roots and survived the entire racial battlefield. Compared with the food of necromancers, what is it!" lowest.

The meals in the Midea cafeteria are not refined enough, but they are plentiful, and the taste is even better than the original food in this world. The three self-proclaimed well-informed guys can't stop eating.

"Damn it, I'm in love with the cook here. Guys, if I propose to her, will the lord here allow me to stay?" Vidi was beaming, with the pepper skin sticking to the corner of his mouth, he was so hot that he gasped.

"You want to betray Boss Nice after just one dinner? Vidi, my understanding of you has been refreshed." Toby's mouth was still so unpleasant, but his eating speed was no slower than Vidi's.

Assel didn't care about bickering with his friends, and imitated others to mix noodles into spicy tofu and eat them up.

Davis didn't want to embarrass these guys - he put himself in the position of the owner of this land under the influence of ears and eyes, and he naturally had to consider the surrounding environment of White Farm.It is only three kilometers away from the border of the lawless zone. Every year when the business is prosperous, countless caravans pass through the border, accompanied by a large number of illegal groups and solo bandits.It is impossible to rely solely on official power to manage this chaotic situation, and it is imperative to win over local forces.If not, these three guys should have "contributed" their fresh corpses when they were discovered by Davis, not to mention being left behind for Fu Youguang to meet.

The three guys ate happily, and the number of people in the cafeteria gradually increased.The two clerks who cooperated with the soldiers of the People's Army in the disaster relief completed the statistical work and came to eat one step ahead of the soldiers; after receiving the meal, they walked in while talking to each other, and sat down casually not far from the three of them.

The three guys were stunned at the same time when they saw these two clerks with tired expressions and clothes similar to official uniforms.Goblin Toby glared at the two of them with an exaggerated expression, with his mouth wide open, saliva mixed with food flowing out, quite disgusting.

"My fellow countrymen?!" Toby, who was not glib but eloquent, stammered and stood up.

The clerks of the city hall are all selected and promoted from the grassroots management of various companies. Regardless of their inconspicuous work, these guys with quick thinking, certain knowledge, and team spirit and obedience spirit are the future official reserve.The Social Affairs Department is responsible for the allocation of various funds and financial management. Goblins who are very talented in economics have an advantage over other races when choosing clerks.Among the two clerks, the one who belongs to the Social Affairs Department is a goblin from Kabbah Brothers Flame Company.

Carlos, the goblin clerk who was talking to his colleague, turned his head and his eyes lit up. He jumped off the bench and walked over with his short legs and stretched out his hands: "Hello, compatriot! Oh, are you a strong professional? That's amazing." , Honorable compatriot, what is your name?"

The status of the goblin clan is low, and their own combat talent is not high. If there are so many professional experts in any tribe, they will be talked about by the goblins of this tribe.Carlos, who belongs to the same tribe as Kaba, has never met a compatriot who has become a professional powerhouse in more than 20 years of life.

"My name is Toby... fellow man, are you serving the... nobles of this territory?"

Weaker races are always united with each other than other races. Toby stepped forward to embrace Carlos warmly, and looked at the well-made administrative staff uniform on him with surprise.

"My name is Carlos. My tribe and I serve the lord and the Lord Guang. What about you, Brother Toby?"

"Uh... I'm in the Nice Bandit..."

"Bandit? Oh...that's not a promising career..."

The two goblins began to call each other brothers in a few words, and Carlos began to persuade Toby to devote himself to the service of the Earl and the demigod Frandy, and to fight for the construction of the new Hydersay for the rest of his life. The thieves forgot to eat, and they turned into statues one by one.

"...Demigod?" Ranger Viddy grasped the point, his voice trembling.

"...Light Frandi?" Dark Elf Athel's handsome face was distorted.

Carlos looked calm, with a deep sense of pride and honor in the corners of his brows and eyes: "Yes, my friends. Our Guangda people are now helping us with disaster relief."

"Disaster relief?" Vidi, whose new information was refreshed too quickly and his ability to accept it was tested, repeated this unfamiliar word with a strange expression.

Carlos directly brought his own plate to this table at this moment, and said with a bit of pride after hearing the words: "You must have never heard of nobles with noble sentiments like Master Guang and Lord Earl. The people are like children, worrying that people will not survive the winter..."

Carlos talked about the disaster relief work in the castle, focusing on the gratitude and respect he gained when performing these tasks, and the latter was the focus of his lobbying to his compatriots-for the race of goblins, they were discriminated against for too long. long.Under the leadership of Heidesai, Lord Lord, and Master Guang, even goblins like them who have no combat power and are not professional experts can gain respect based on their own abilities. This is really something worth talking about.

The three thieves listened to Carlos's talk in astonishment, their expressions were strange, and they obviously didn't believe it.

When Carlos took a break to catch his breath, the ranger Vidi, who was more effeminate but impulsive, blurted out suspiciously: "What the nobleman said... can you believe it?!"

Hearing this, Fu Youguang, who came over after finishing his meal, laughed out loud, and winked at Davis teasingly; Davis blushed, and his eyes wandered.

"It's good to be skeptical—good night, guys. Carlos, your noodles will go cold if you don't eat them."

After saying hello, Fu Youguang sat down next to Carlos, and smiled at the three otherworldly version of Liangshan heroes: "...However, empirical dogmatism will kill people, and it is not good to sink a boat with one pole. I am Guang Frandi, how do you call these heroes?"

Fu Youguang sat on the left of Carlos, and Davis saw that the bench was a little short, so he took two extra steps to sit on the right of Carlos.Before the three thieves could figure out how to face a powerful man who was said to be a demigod, they were shocked by these two "informal" who sat on the same bench with the goblin without any hesitation.

—It is true that your compatriots are not treated as slaves.The dark elf Athel winked at Toby.

Toby looked at Fu Youguang from the left, and Davis, a high-ranking spellcaster with a calm face on the right. His compatriot Carlos ate his head naturally, without showing a flattered gesture, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

The first one to speak was still Vidy the Ranger. He said nervously: "We didn't intend to offend your territory, Mr. Light Frandy. We...we are... from the nearby...uh...Nice Bandits people……"

Swallowing hard, Viddy's voice was trembling: "Please let me explain that we have never fought in Hyderside. Basically, occasionally we will defend the free folk nearby. I mean, our The leader is a fine gentleman... eh? Master Guang?"

Only half of Fu Youguang's butt was stuck to the bench, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was ready to run away at any time, he was in doubt: "...Are you... sir? Ma'am?"

"Pfft!" Davis, who was drinking water from the teapot he carried with him, spat out a mouthful of tea.

——Why is your focus always skewed to a hopeless place, Your Excellency! !

Viddy, who was sitting still, looked like a real man, but when he opened his mouth... the mannerisms that could be called affected, combined with this soft, tense and weak voice, it sounded like a moan , It's really no wonder Brother Guang asked this question.

Viddy was quite calm, and he was probably used to this kind of treatment; he grabbed the collar with both hands and pulled it boldly, his strong chest muscles matched with the thick chest hair.

Davis put his hand on his forehead.

——Well, this one also...can't reason normally.

After such a small episode ended, the three bandits felt less nervous, and the rest of the conversation proceeded smoothly.

"Viddy, Athel, Toby, huh? It's good not to commit crimes in Hyderside, but robbing this kind of business is very harmful and risky, and it's really not a promising career." Fu You Guang smiled and directly denied other people's survival skills, "You robbed the caravan. To prevent the caravan from being robbed, you must bring more bodyguards. Although the employment rate has been indirectly increased, the risk of you and the bodyguard business has increased. Yes. Firefights always lead to death. No one can control whether the opponent or the party dies. If the caravan changes lanes directly, then you will be blind for nothing; the industries supported by the profits brought by the caravans will also starve to death. For example, the hotel industry... If the caravans don't come, the stranded goods will not be sold, and the economy will not circulate. Even if you don't do anything, the free people along the way will suffer... Besides, the stolen things must be cashed and laundered , is even more troublesome..."

It is disgraceful to make a living by robbing the Tao, and it is not uncommon to be denied; but Fu Youguang actually calculated their industry risks and the harm they directly and indirectly caused... The three bandits were overly stimulated. Face dementia.

"The goods are transported from place A to place B, and then from place B to place A, the caravan has gained benefits during the coming and going. You intercept the goods from the caravan, that is, intercept the benefits from the middle, disrupting the normal Business order delays business development, which is the greatest harm..."

"Although you only fled to Kimmelman to commit crimes, isn't the destination of the caravan not Hydesey? After committing crimes, you pay the free people in Hydesey for a small change, and you think you have done a good deed, robbing the rich and helping the poor." , It’s not kind to call yourself a righteous thief.”

Fu Youguang made a final decision, and the three bandits were already sweating profusely and looked panic-stricken.Immediately afterwards, Brother Guang changed the topic: "Don't care if the people are making ill-gotten gains, it is not advisable to step in and fight for profits by illegal means. What's the point of focusing on the fixed cake competition?" ?Maximizing the interests in your own hands and making the cake at hand bigger is the right direction. You Nice Bandits have a lot of talents under you. , you are the biggest family. Even if you have achieved this, you still don’t know how to change your business model. When you reach the point where prosperity is bound to decline, the final result is that the cake you grab is not enough for your brothers to share, and the team falls apart..."

"My lord, please show me the way." Vidi said tremblingly, if he still couldn't figure out Fu Youguang's original intention even for this reason, he would be so stupid.

Fu Youguang made his statement very clear, considering the strength of the Nice Bandits, their origins can be ignored.But to continue entrenched on the Hydesside border as a bandit is to kill oneself.Without him being a demigod, the black mage next to him could make their asses hurt.

Fu Youguang glanced admiringly at the slightly sissy but quite witty human ranger, and persuaded in a persuasive tone: "Your family is not the only illegal gang on this border, don't you think about bringing these big and small gangs together? The small forces are integrated, giving up the business of robbery with no future, maintaining the operation of the commercial road, and ensuring the smooth flow of the commercial road on this border. In the real Fuze Township? The road is smooth and there are no safety hazards along the way, so the caravan is naturally willing to pay a reasonable amount of tolls ;Business roads are flourishing, the surrounding industries along the way are driven, tourism... This is a bit far away, but the hotel industry and catering industry along the way are all good operable projects! As the official of Hydes, we will also take practical actions Support you, such as..."

The three walkers who were sent to the Beastman Kingdom to visit the Tauren tribe threw gold coins and sprinkled their blood, and they have already won the friendship of the Tauren tribe.When the Tauren Territory War is over, Hydesai will open up overseas business routes through the Tauren tribe.If these bandits can transform smoothly, then Fu Youguang doesn't mind letting them do the business of overseas logistics.Hydesai's transportation industry is on the rise. If these bandits succeed in pioneering the overseas transportation industry, holding on to Hydesai's golden thighs will be their top priority for the next few decades.

The title of demigod may be able to gain admiration, but it is the interests that can really tie others to one's own chariot.Guaranteeing the stability of this border line is the certificate that the Niss bandits must submit, and the exclusive agency right for overseas transportation is the golden rice bowl given to them by Hydersay officials.

Vidi, Assel, and Toby opened their mouths into an O shape. Following Fu Youguang's description, a new door opened in front of their brother's eyes. The golden road, which is several times safer than robbery, opened In front of...

The in-depth conversation didn't end until midnight, when Ms. Midia brandished a spatula to drive people away.The three thieves, who were so excited by the lobbying and whose eyes were full of new cakes, could not sleep at night, and solemnly applied to go back to report to the leader at dawn.White Farm is busy with disaster relief, and most people are inseparable.Fu Youguang looked left and right, and randomly picked an idler and bandits to pick him up.

Well, this "idle man" currently does not have a position that cannot be let go, and his status is high enough-the highest officer of the military department, the commander of the Hydesai People's Army: Sylfigers.

The three thieves went to bid farewell early in the morning. The demigod Frendy-sama, who was washing with a towel around his neck, touched his chin and thought about it, and beckoned to a man who was lying on the roof repairing the roof and covered in mud. Come down; then pointing to this disheveled guy and solemnly introducing it to the bandits, saying that when this third-tier fighter was appointed as the official representative, the bandits' eyeballs instantly fell to the ground—this guy who fell asleep early in the morning The sleepy guy with mud clods all over his pants is actually the powerful and high-ranking high-ranking fighter they had imagined before? !

Xier, who was used to being a firefighter, scratched his scalp, ignored the three bandits whose jaws were about to dislocate, and asked Fu Youguang casually, "Do I want to change clothes?"

"No need, go early and return early, and bring their leader back." Fu Youguang's attitude could only be more casual than Schiller's. For a guy who can wear light clothes to attend royal banquets, expecting him to pay attention to etiquette is simply nonsense.Don’t forget to get free labor after it’s over, and said to the brother, “By the way, if you’re all free over there, call over here together, there’s a shortage of people here to shovel snow. We don’t use yours for nothing. Manpower, three meals a day."

"Okay, let's go." Schill shook his head, brushed his hair to get off the mud stuck on it, and signaled the bandits with his eyes to lead the way, as easy as going out for a walk.

"..." The three thieves stared at the dead fish eyes. If the guy in front of him was not a demigod and a high-level fighter, they would have turned their faces on the spot...

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Viddy: What? !Was that aunt just now the cook? !

Carlos: Ms. Midea?Oh, we are called cooks here, not cooks.Eh?What are you bang your head against the wall for?