Chapter 457 I, the dwarf prince, make money
Stanford's return caused a moderate sensation in Lake Town. He was the first fleet commander to return among the three fleets.
As soon as they arrived at the Lord's Mansion, someone heard the news. Various people who were allowed to enter the Lord's Mansion came to the door one after another, wanting to see this very famous adventurer, but they did not see the adventurer himself immediately. , but was led into the reception room by the waiter and waited.
The adventurer himself is currently in another small living room next to the lord's office, having a detailed conversation with Paul Grayman alone.
The Lord generally understood the experiences of the Northern Exploration Fleet.
"So, most of your team are still in the indigenous tribes in the north?"
"Yes, Lord Graiman, I plan to organize another fleet to go north to pick them up soon. , please support me, they are all heroes who have made indelible contributions to the Northwest Gulf and Aldo’s geographical exploration. We must not abandon them.”
Stanford earnestly and sincerely expressed his gratitude. Paul made a request.
Paul answered him seriously: "Captain Stanford, there is no word 'abandon' in my dictionary! I promise, you will soon get a brand new fleet, carrying a large amount of supplies, fully equipped Fully loaded sailors, under your command, go and pick up the heroes home."
Paul continued to comfort him: "Please allow me to express my deep condolences to the fallen warriors, whose names will be remembered. Engraved in the Memorial Hall of the Heroes and commemorated by future generations, their families will be properly accommodated and protected from hunger and cold.”
Stanford stood up and bowed deeply to Paul, "I thank you on behalf of those comrades who sacrificed their lives."
He also visited and paid homage to the Martyrs' Memorial Hall. The names engraved on the marble were all The soldiers of Arda who died in previous wars, the battle to annihilate the pirates, the battle to suppress the rebellion of Bailding, the war of the usurpers... Now, there will be a group of names of people outside the army. Although they did not die in the war, they Also respectable.
Maybe... my name will appear there one day, if my adventure career continues.
"Stanford! Stanford!"
"Huh? Yes, Lord Grayman."
The earl's gentle call brought his thoughts back from his momentary reverie.
“Are the people you brought back in good spirits?”
From the conversation just now, Paul knew that the group of people who came back first were determined to cross the Rocky Mountains. Yes, I had no intention of coming back alive from the beginning, I just wanted my burial place to be closer to my hometown.
“In the forest near Northwatch, when they figured out that they were on the edge of Arda, everyone went crazy with joy, and everyone cried with joy. But now their emotions have stabilized , I just want to go home and see my family.”
“Yes, they will be able to see their families soon.”
After Stanford sat down again, he suggested to Paul: "Lord Graiman, you may be able to establish several permanent trading posts along the coastline there. There are vast forests and grasslands north of the Rocky Mountains. It is not the wild land that people imagine. The ground is covered with precious trees that are rare for humans to see. There are inexhaustible precious mineral deposits buried under the ground. The animals in the forest and their fur will definitely make the entire Aldo... The noble lady is going crazy. In short, a huge treasure house is right in front of us."
Paul nodded to him: "I will seriously consider your suggestion. The Government Administration will organize expert manpower soon and carefully. I will carefully study the logbook and surveying data you brought back, and then select a location. If possible, it will not only be a trading station, I even hope to expand the territory there."
He smiled mockingly: " Haha, which lord doesn't want to rule more land? ""But!"
Paul changed the topic: "If we set foot there, will there be any conflict with the local indigenous people? Conflict?”
"This is very possible and even inevitable." Stanford admitted: "However, if you can give them more, the conflict may be resolved within a controllable range. The local indigenous life is very primitive, and the living conditions It is much more terrifying than Arda a few years ago, and their concept of territory is different from ours. Even if they are the same as ours, they will not value the land more than they value a few hundred kilograms of iron that are more urgently needed. Ingots, a few large bags of salt, a few boxes of cloth, and, oh, some porcelain, might be enough to get them to recognize your right to rule a large area of land."
"That would be great."
Paul wanted his influence to extend further, but he was not inclined to resort to violence. As a time-traveler, his deepest hope is that "if people from far away are dissatisfied, then they should cultivate virtue and virtue". Of course, this "literacy" does not mean that the person is the same, but it creates a powerful force through advanced productivity and advanced production relations. The suction force attracts the surrounding iron filings like a magnet.
If you refuse to change and integrate, well, I won’t bother you, just enjoy yourself in your own little piece of land, and slowly watch other people’s lives get better and better. The better, sooner or later you will take the initiative to seek change.
“However, I must remind you.”
Stanford's tone became a little serious.
“According to my observations, the orcs on the grassland seem to have a great influence on this area.”
“The orcs on the grassland?” Paul was surprised.
"Yes, there may even be a worse situation. The dwarves in the Rocky Mountains may also be related to these guys."
The dwarves, Paul heard in Stanford's previous narration Speaking of this race, it was through the territory of the dwarves that they crossed the Rocky Mountains.
Originally, Paul had wanted to ask Stanford to talk about the dwarves in detail for a while, but now the adventurer took the initiative to mention the dwarves again.
"You must have heard those rumors." Stanford's expression became more solemn, "In the northeastern area of the kingdom, small groups of orcs occasionally appear to attack human villages, and then mysteriously appear again soon. Disappear. That corresponds to the eastern section of Rocky Mountain. As far as I know, dwarves also live on it."
Paul stared at him: "You mean, those orcs were brought here by dwarves. ?”
“It’s just a guess, because according to our experience of climbing over the mountains, the dwarves in the Rocky Mountains have spent hundreds of years...or maybe thousands of years shaping it. The mountains and rivers are filled with dwarf labyrinths, traps and passes. Without their permission and guidance, it would be very difficult or even impossible for outsiders to pass through. However, the orcs discovered a naturally formed and unforgettable path. The paths known to the dwarves are unknown, after all, the Rocky Mountains are so huge. However, if the former guess is true..."
Paul frowned.
If Stanford's previous guess is true, then Alda is also in danger of being attacked.
The Rockies...are no longer an effective barrier.
(End of this chapter)