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Volume 1 Chapter 147 Shabby spoils of war, brandy business plan

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    Piao Tian Literature "As you can see, I am sitting in front of you at the moment, intact." Sebastian pursed his lips unconsciously, forced to suppress the ripples in his heart, and tried hard to show himself  He smiled as humbly as ever, "Thanks to you, no enemies beyond my capabilities came this time, and everything went smoothly."

    "Really? That's good." Isabel seemed to be slightly relieved. She touched her chest with her right hand and said with a hint of resentment in her tone, "Why don't you wait until daybreak and bring more people before going? Mr. Alati was there before  He played a big role in the confrontation, and he can be an effective helper for you."

    Intentionally or unintentionally, the girl downplayed her own existence in this topic.

    "If we were fighting on an open battlefield, I would definitely invite him to go with us. But unfortunately, fighting in a dense forest with a group of druids who have been prepared, even if they are as powerful as Alati  It's hard for soldiers to play a key role." Sebastian gently stirred the fragrant scarlet liquid in the tea cup and replied calmly, "Not to mention the ordinary guards.  To tell the truth, even if they did go, they would just die in vain. We don¡¯t have many subordinates in our territory, and we are not yet in a position where we can use human lives to consume the enemy¡¯s spell slots in a luxurious way.¡±

    "Haha, is that so?" Isabel couldn't help but smile coquettishly, with a touch of gentleness in her eyes unconsciously, staring into the clear black eyes of the boy opposite, "Sebastian, you will become an excellent lord, I  Dare you say that."

    "My glory belongs to you, my charming Lord." Sebastian lowered his head and said in a humble tone.

    The meaning of surrender in the young man's words made Isabel quite satisfied.  As for the ambiguous call, the girl may have automatically ignored it, or she may have heard it but made no reaction.

    "By the way, since you have solved those damn druids, you must have gained a lot, right?" Isabel's mood suddenly became high.  The speed of his speech also increased slightly, "You know, I mean - trophies! There must be something valuable and good among the four spellcasters, right? You wouldn't mind letting me see it, right?"

    "About this, Miss" Although the girl's commonality with dragonborn made him smile secretly in his heart, Sebastian finally replied helplessly and truthfully, "I'm sorry to disappoint you.  . That group of unreasonable lunatics obviously inherited a certain tradition of the ancient druids perfectly, and did not have the habit of carrying too many items with them. The so-called trophies well. I did find a few sets of diamond wood armors.  and weapons, as well as several scrolls of natural magic. However, scrolls of divine magic and arcane scrolls are different systems. Neither you nor I can interpret and use them. We can only sell them for money. My deep crystal long sword is fighting  It was completely damaged, and even if the value of all these things were added together, it would be just the same, so I wouldn¡¯t lose money.¡±

    "No way" The huge gap between reality and expectations suddenly made Isabel's face drop, as if the high emotions just now were taken away in an instant.  He leaned on the back of the sofa listlessly, mumbling.  "A guy who doesn't even have a decent magic item on his body has the nerve to come to you for revenge? This group of people is really inexplicable!"

    "That's not the case, Miss." Sebastian corrected, "I just said that I was not able to collect valuable loot, but I did not say that the other party did not use it."

    "Hey, is that what you mean?" Isabel nodded thoughtfully and looked towards the boy.

    "Yes. The leading druid - he should be in the middle-level Bard class in the Cult of Scourge, does possess a magic item with considerable power. Of course, this is quite consistent with his identity.  Sebastian closed his eyes, and the battle scenes faithfully recorded by the Psychic Crystal Servant were played back in his mind one by one like a movie.  Finally, the scene was fixed on the mistletoe branch held high in Xor's hand. "Although it looks like just a branch of a plant, used as a necessary magic weapon to perform Druid magic, at that time, the man cast the spell."  The speed is a bit ridiculously fast, as if it was activated in an instant. Moreover, I have never seen the effect of that magic in the literature. To put it into words, it is more like multiple *  The overlapping spells of  It might just be an interesting magical object."

    "So, where is that thing now?" Isabel couldn't help but leaned out and asked curiously, "Since you killed that??, then it won't be able to grow wings and fly on its own.  "

    "Of course it didn't fly away." Sebastian smiled, "But the moment my hand touched it, it withered in an instant and lost all its magic power. Even when my magic light detection  It's just an ordinary branch. I think if this thing is not a defective product, it means that the person who made it at the time had set it in advance. Once it falls into the hands of a non-Druid  , it will immediately self-destruct. I have to admit that this concept of harming others but not benefiting oneself is quite individual."

    "You are quite open-minded." Isabel shook her head, sighed, and said helplessly.

    "It can't be said. Although that thing does pose a certain threat in the forest, it is limited to the forest." Sebastian waved his hand indifferently, "And if my guess is correct,  Its activation must also meet certain conditions, such as being a druid, or being able to use natural magic. In short, for us magicians, if no matter how powerful the magic item is, it cannot be used.  It¡¯s just a bunch of useless gold coins.¡±

    "Gold coins are never 'useless', my young knight." Isabel obviously didn't agree with the young man's idea, she frowned and retorted, "Your territory is not on the right track yet, and the brandy business is not yet running.  Before we get started, we still need to invest a lot of funds. If we can have an additional income of tens of thousands of gold coins, the expansion of the channel will undoubtedly go much smoother. Also, you have to know"

    "Sorry, sorry, I made a mistake." Sebastian clasped his hands and begged for mercy in distress, "Miss, you took the trouble to take care of this property for me. I am very grateful. As for the specific details, it is up to you.  Just give it your full authority and you don¡¯t need to tell me specifically.¡±

    "You guy" Isabel was speechless for a moment. It was obvious that the laziness of the young man made her quite speechless. "This is your own fiefdomand what we are discussing is a business that is likely to develop in the near future."  To a huge income of tens of thousands or more every year"

    "According to your calculation method, the scale of this business must be expanded to the entire Salandvania. Before that, I think you should obtain the Baron's consent first." Sebastian said with a smile,  "Of course. As long as I can get the amount of money that belongs to my own territory, it is enough. The cost of magic research is indeed not small, and this income can just relieve it a little."

    "Yes, yes, my respected Master Mage" Isabel finally couldn't hold it back and sarcastically said angrily, "I know it's easy for you people to make money. You just need to use the tip of your pen. How can you see this?  How about some small money? It seems that I really have to learn how to copy scrolls. So that I don't have any money to spend in the future."

    Sebastian couldn't help laughing.  Seeing the boy's smile, the girl couldn't help but burst into laughter.

    The little woman-like complaint immediately wiped away the deliberately ambiguous feeling in the room not long ago.  With the hearty and innocent laughter, a sense of confidant emerged between the two of them unconsciously.

    "How long do you plan to stay this time?" Isabel gradually stopped laughing, and returned to her elegant and charming posture. Her tone revealed a hint of expectation intentionally or unintentionally, "The residents in the territory are all very excited about their own.  I am very curious about what the new lord is like. You know, you are now the Prince Charming in the dreams of countless young girls."

    "You have seen my mount yesterday. It is obviously black." He casually said a cold joke popular among magicians.  After Sebastian thought for a moment, he said, "In that case, I will stay for a while. Make sure again that no druids will come here to cause trouble. Anyway, the brewing of brandy should take time.  It's almost time. Will you personally transport it to Solens City? Let's set off together."

    "That's great! Then it's a deal." Isabel smiled and clapped her hands, "With you by my side, I feel much more at ease along the way."

    The common refrigeration method in the Akaron continent is usually to pile up huge ice cubes taken in winter in the cellar. However, it is difficult to control the temperature at a constant value, so it is difficult to store most rare wines for more than 10 years.  Two years.  The wines sold on the market are usually newly produced that year or left over from last year. The mellow aroma of aged wines has not yet been widely recognized by the public.  Of course, if you use magic as a auxiliary means extravagantly, there is no need to say more.  But with this kind of specification, except for a very few wine-loving spellcasters themselves.  I'm afraid only those nobles at the earl level can enjoy it.

    It is precisely because of this that although it is known that leaving the brandy in oak barrels for a while will make the taste more pure.  But just like many people in this worldLike many businessmen, it is better to have a white bird in the forest than a bird in the hand. It feels better to have money in your own hands.  The girl decided to sell this year's products in exchange for a sum of cash to continue developing and expand this promising alcohol business as much as possible.

    Regarding the decision of the acting lord, Mr. Malone, the former grocery store owner and the newly appointed general manager, did not object, although the reasons were very different from Isabel.  He believed that it was indeed very important to open the market as early as possible and build up the reputation of brandy, and the source of funds was even more important. However, based on his trust in his invention, he strongly recommended Isabel to reserve a part of the brandy and carefully  Store it so that it can be used as a more high-end gift in the future to give to those more great people.  The girl was convinced of this and readily agreed.
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