Chapter 25: The Lord is Hiring

  Enthusiastically taking the items, after just a gnce, Adams Smith's face ged, and with a tone of disbelief, he said excitedly:

  "This is... a space belt? And it's of medium capacity, worth at least 5000 gold s!"

  "And this one, Swift Boots, with blue-green scales and a faint aura, likely infused with the silk of Roc Feathers, valued at 800 gold s…"

  "Huh, and there's an entment? A highly practical one like 'Assault'? Its value reaches at least 8800 gold s!"

  Seeing Adams Smith reveal a bit of expertise, Matthew knew he had e prepared, clearly a mert with a story. Matthew smiled faintly:

  "Sell these two items, but keep it fidential."

  "The 1960 gold s owed for the goods will be deducted from the sales."

  "I don't care how much you profit, but I expect the goods I want to be ready."

  Pushing a badge of the Ser family across the table, Matthew gave Adams Smith a deep look and said calmly:

  "Don't disappoint me!"

  Holding the white mage tower insignia in both hands, despite all his preparation and fidence, Adams Smith still felt like he was in a dream after getting it so easily.

  "From now on, I’m a mert with bag!"

  At the same time, Adams Smith felt an indescribable awe for the mysterious lord.

  The identity of an arist, the Ser family background, and the suspected alchemy skills all poio his bet being successful.

  Adams Smith also khat all of this came with ditions.

  He would only enjoy such prote if he met the lord's demands and pleted his tasks.

  When Adams Smith looked up again, he found that Matthew had disappeared from view, and standing before him was the smiling Steward Ralph.

  Adams Smith's heart raced, his ability to read people as well as situations was quite accurate.

  He could see that the lord didn't particurly care whether he pleted the task or not, which was ong many spellcaster lords.

  But Steward Ralph was entirely different. One gnce was enough to tell that he was sharp and not easy to deal with.

  Taking out a notebook from behind him, Ralph handed Adams Smith a piece of part, his eyes polite yet his tone serious:

  "These are the items the lord wants. Most you should be able t, but keep these few secret."

  Adams Smith's heart tightened as he took the part, his face subtly ging as he quietly read:

  "2 million pounds of wheat, 1000 gold s!"

  "100,000 pounds of high-quality rice seeds, 200 gold s!"

  "10,000 chis, 50 gold s!"

  "10,000 ducks, 50 gold s!"

  "1000 pigs, 500 gold s!"

  "500 oxen, 250 gold s!"

  "50 warhorses, 500 gold s!"

  "Crossbows x20, 400 gold s!"

  "250 pounds of casting materials, 50 gold s!"

  "100 magic crystals, 500 gold s!"

  "Recruitment: Mid-level bcksmiths, mid-level tailors, mid-level leatherworkers, and other manufacturing talents."

  "Work in Bay Vilge for 5 years, each receives 50 gold s, high-level talents 1000 gold s, master-level talents 5000 gold s."

  "Recruitment requirements: willing to train apprentices, provide knowledge transfer, sign work tracts."

  "Participation in produ and manufacturing is not required, after evaluation, they may mahe produ pnt."

  "Recruitment: Mid-level chefs, mid-level breeders, mid-level caretakers, and other livelihood talents."

  "Every mid-level talent w in Bay Vilge for 5 years will receive 20 gold s, high-level talents will receive 200 gold s, master-level talents will be rewarded 2000 gold s."

  "Recruitment requirements: willing to train apprentices, provide knowledge transfer, sign work tracts."

  "Participation in produ and manufacturing is not required, after evaluation, they may mahe produ pnt."

  From the diverse range of goods requested, Adams Smith realized that Matthew was not like other spellcaster lords, solely focused on spells and mage towers.

  This meant he had more room to operate!

  At the same time, Adams Smith was astonished by Matthew's enormous appetite ahe pressure mounting.

  "Wheat and livestock are easy to acquire, but high-quality rice seeds are rare and will require some maneuvering at the southern ports..."

  "Basic ons and equipment are also abundant, even if the quantity is rge, I trade for some from others, but crossbows pose a bit of a challenge..."

  "Magic crystals aren’t expensive, but the volume needed is signifit, and gathering them in a short time won’t be easy either..."

  "Recruiting all sorts of talents—this is a test for me? Or is he trying to accelerate the development of the territory?"

  "The cost of purchasing all these supplies totals only about 3000 gold s, but the remaining funds are to recruit talent?"

  "The prices he's are extremely tempting. It might be tough to get those currently in demand, but sves or those neariirement..."

  After a brief moment of thought, Adams Smith quickly weighed the pros and s, determining that the task was achievable, even if it required siderable effort. He felt it was worth it.

  The more rexed Mattheeared, the more Adams Smith trusted him!

  His ging expressions did not go unnoticed by Steward Ralph, who was slightly surprised but showed no ge in his demeanor. Instead, he smiled and said:

  "The lord said time is of the essehe quicker the better, and also, be cautious. Avoid the road to Sweetwater Town when you return..."

  Adams Smith was shocked. He hadn't thought much of the news of Sweetwater Town's destru by the bck dragon; instead, he had felt quite fortunate.

  Now, hearing Ralph’s words, he realized there was more to this story, and he gratefully nodded repeatedly:

  "Thank you for the warning, Steward Ralph. I'll plete the task as soon as possible, aime, I'll be sure t you a gift..."

  Ralph nodded nonittally and said nothing more as he left with the dots, heading out of the manor.

  Adams Smith carefully pced the part into a silk pouch, then stored it in his space belt as he followed Ralph outside.

  As soon as he stepped out the door, he suddenly saw twenty or thirty ragged children, their clothes patched, excitedly waving another part while shouting in their young, clear voices:

  "The lord is hiring! The lord is hiring!"

  "Repair the vilge walls, five copper s per day, lunch provided, enough to eat, wages paid daily!"

  "..."

  Before long, these nimble little rascals had spread the word throughout the entire vilge.

  Sitting in his carriage, Adams Smith watched as adults emerged from their homes, grabbing the children and asking them questions, marveling at Ralph's clever promotion tactics.

  He immediately thought of various ways to use children for spreading messages...

  At the same time, he gained a clearer uanding of Ralph’s statement that time recious.

  Adams Smith quickly returo a two-story wooden warehouse.

  He gathered his men, them to quickly transport the goods to the lord's fortress and theurn to Bloodmoon City as fast as possible.

  "The lord's orders e first. Follow the instrus of Steward Ralph and the others."

  "Remember, don't cause any trouble, or I'll have your hide!"

  After giving harsh orders, Adams Smith tore open a life-saving teleportation scroll.

  A fsh of azure spatial distortion appeared.

  Adams Smith vanished from sight, enduring the nausea and distortion of the spatial transfer, and within seds, he quickly returo Bloodmoon City.

  He had to hurry!