"Don't get excited yet, I have something else for you to do."

In a gang business like this, the person in charge must have something to gain. One hundred gold coins to buy a shabby yard is still a bit overflowing, but Ictor's motives themselves are not pure.

Moreover, the money spent was stolen from the goblins, so he didn't feel bad.

After hearing this, the bald man immediately came back from his excitement. At this time, Ictor had already put his arm around his shoulders with a smile and gave him a spiritual hint.

The icy cold feeling made the bald man's anus tighten.

"Lord Lord! Forgive me, I can't!"

The bald man seemed to have misunderstood something. Not only did he clamp his legs tightly, he also covered his anus with one hand, but he still refused to put down the money bag in his hand.

"Excuse me!"

Seeing the bald man's expression of "rejection but welcome", Ictor felt like vomiting.

"I mean, I have a business to discuss with you!"

"Jeniel, arrogant people always die faster. This timid person is more cautious in doing things. I feel more at ease if he is more cowardly."

"?"

I couldn't tell before that Lord Iket's hands are a bit strong. Doesn't the information say he is a mage?

Iket's face was serious. Anyone would feel uneasy after learning that his senior died in such a tragic way.

"Just do it! I'll add more money! No, this is 50 gold coins. If it's not enough, I'll ask for it. You will be indispensable after it's done!"

Every time when Ictor was talking, the bald man would show a very embarrassed expression, and his face would turn red from time to time, and he would want to run out on his own feet.

"That's natural. By the way, Bald King, you said that this house was left behind by a frontline lord. I wonder where this lord's fiefdom is?"

"You guys, hold on to our stronghold! I'm going to the city."

The bald man just wanted to leave, but he didn't want to be dragged back by Ictor.

The next step is to conduct basic training on these rats before the arrival of weapons and equipment.

But this thing is also very easy to train and can quickly form combat effectiveness. It is generally only supplied to the empire's standing army.

The remaining questions are the veterans responsible for training the rats and the various craftsmen needed by the territory. These things need to be answered, and Ictor wants to finish them for him today.

"Well, it seems so."

After all, money is what moves people's hearts. The bald king finally lost his mind under the bombardment of Iket's huge sums of money. Coupled with Iket's spiritual suggestion, he took over this important matter in a flash.

"Okay! Then it's settled! What should I call you?"

"Learn more, see more, and think more. If you want to truly become a member of the caring clan, you still have a long way to go."

Genil said disdainfully that smuggling arms is nothing to a ratman. It would be strange to do things according to the rules.

"Okay, Lord Ictor, I will find equipment for you."

But as soon as he heard the huge profits promised by Ictor, he had no choice but to stay where he was.

"What nonsense are you talking about! God knows and earth knows that you know and I know! As long as it is not exposed, who will know?"

"Business?"

"Oh, I only know that this is the frontline lord of Windsor Territory. The time was about three years ago. Almost all the territories were slaughtered. I don't know the specific details. That lord was also a good person during his lifetime.

It’s a pity that good people don’t live long.”

Relying on the empire's system, Ictor didn't want anyone to get caught in his affairs, so doing it cleanly was the most important thing, at least until he got through the early stages of development.

The bald king really wants to slap himself twice, because he owes it to his sponsor! What a big deal!

"Twenty sets of crossbows are not enough. I will buy another twenty sets. The more crossbows, the better. I will take as many as you can get!"

Leaving aside bows and arrows for the moment, crossbows are strictly controlled by the empire. They are powerful, have a long range, and have relatively controllable ballistics. If there is anything wrong with them, the rate of fire is a bit slow.

"I am shortsighted, clan leader!"

"Lord, you are a bitch in your humble life and named yourself Chad Wang. Just call me the Bald King!"

The bald king explained, but he didn't know that this incident caused an uproar in Iket's heart!

"By the way! I heard that a new lord has come to that territory. I don't know why I can't figure it out. I remember his name is..."

"Wait a minute, you can't leave."

Since it was a smuggling business, the price of this crossbow was not low, but in order to protect himself, Iket had to spend this money.

The emperor of the empire is also guarding the lords on the front line!

"Just do it well, and the benefits will be yours! Who doesn't take some risks when starting a business?"

"I understand, Lord, twenty sets of crossbows and four hundred crossbow arrows will be brought to you within three days. When the time comes, I will pay the price and deliver the goods!"

Ictor pulled the bald man's ear, and the conversation that followed was not suitable for anyone to hear.

"Sir! If this is discovered, you will be beheaded!"

"This yard is our territory now, Genil, go and bring the other rats here, and they will camp here in the next few days."

A group of Storm Rats responded with enthusiasm, but unfortunately in Ictor's view, they still lacked the firepower.

This bald king has a fierce look and is a gangster! Why doesn’t he dare to do anything?

But Iket was so angry!

After Ictor finished speaking, he patted the bald king on the back. The latter was sweating profusely and walked away without hesitation.

"Love clan! yes! yes!"

"Lord? If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Lord Clan Leader! That bald thing is more timid than a slave rat!"

"That's good, remember to do it cleanly!"

"Well, Lord, it's only for one time! After one time, I won't dare to do it again!"

"Would you like to add more? Lord! I'd rather give up my little life for you! Don't forget to pray for me in front of the guillotine in the future!"

The matter that Iket mentioned was the sale and purchase of arms, mainly crossbows and crossbow arrows.

The bald king looked at Iket as he thought about it. At this time, the smile on the other person's face had collapsed.

"Why are you so timid?"

Ictor couldn't help but wonder, since the territory could be wiped out, the surrounding area must be very dangerous, and he wanted to get some information.

Ictor's face was full of smiles. The bald king said that he would only do it once, but with his mental hint, there would definitely be a second or third time in the future. He had no worries about the future route of the goods, and there was no need to

Worried that he will take the money and run away.

"Yes! Clan leader!"

"Yes, listen carefully (omit 10,000 words here)"

Genil followed the scent and disappeared into the alley, and Ictor was not worried at all that these rat men would get lost.

"Is your name Iket?"

Ictor took another bag of gold coins from Storm Rat without feeling any physical pain.

Iket was also speechless. He had just picked a territory with good terrain among all the territories, and it was not the richest one! How could this happen to him?

"Bald King, yes, I am Iket, the new frontline lord. Just go ahead and do this boldly!"

"As you command, clan leader!"

The combat effectiveness of several Storm Rats was quite good, so Ictor left with peace of mind and found a few "City Rats" again, asking them to gather the information he needed.

Only this time, Ictor didn't have enough sympathy to avoid wasting his efforts again.

After all, no one likes to feel bad.
Chapter completed!