The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 1081 The Inheritance System is About to Be Obtained
Because of the extreme imbalance between the military and the population in the early stages of the Kingdom of Lagrange, Roland, apart from replenishing the losses of the Swift Infantry Legion, relied primarily on system-generated soldiers over the years. Knights were continuously trained, but with limited success. Overall, Roland didn't utilize his own able-bodied labor force, and the population steadily increased. Coupled with the kingdom's pro-natalist policies and vast lands, it can be said that as long as Roland doesn't engage in reckless military buildup, the population will naturally snowball. Furthermore, Roland has unlocked a groundbreaking technology in Middle-earth—intensive agriculture! If Roland were to develop to the point of the War of the Ring, he would be confident that he could defend the North with his kingdom alone.

"Is the road to recovery almost finished?" Roland looked at the nine towns under his control, and the last one was almost completed. The system's definition of a town was not unique. Any region with a large population or a complete urban system was considered a town. This effectively included both cities and fortresses.

"The Mage Tower! The inheritance of any spellcaster..." Roland murmured. He actually valued the spellcaster's inheritance more than the Mage Tower itself, because it was far more complicated than that of a warrior. Warriors only needed to cultivate their battle aura, compressing and forging it to advance, while spellcasters needed to meditate to enhance their elven power and then use their spiritual power to communicate with the elements to synthesize magic. This required many rare magical items to meet the training needs, making the spellcaster's inheritance far more rigorous, requiring a dedicated teacher for guidance. Warriors, on the other hand, could simply find a high-ranking warrior to cultivate their battle aura first...

“Spellcaster…” Roland gently tapped his sword sheath, his eyes filled with nostalgia and anticipation. After all, the Kingdom of Lagrang did not have a complete spellcaster system in a strict sense. Although there were quite a few sixth-tier spellcasters, almost none of them could pass on their skills. Yun Feng could not take on a bunch of alchemy apprentices in his busy schedule. Moreover, Yun Feng frankly admitted that he did not have the talent to teach. To be precise, he could only use spellcasters but not teach them.

The Lagrange Empire once possessed a vast spellcaster system and various factions, producing countless powerful figures who once dominated the world. Spellcasters from different systems also had their differences. However, if Roland were to choose, he would most likely lean towards the Imperial Royal Academy of Magic, because this academy was established by the royal family to break the monopoly of the nobility on the spellcaster profession. It broke the monopoly of the spellcaster system held by the Holy Tower, the Temple of Mages, and the Forbidden Spell Alliance. It can be said that the Royal Academy's spellcaster system may not be the most powerful, but it is certainly the most comprehensive. They are proficient in many things, but not necessarily in every one.

If Roland truly possesses a complete spellcasting system, he will become the third power in Middle-earth (on the surface) to have a complete spellcasting lineage. The first, naturally, would be the elves; both the elves of the Golden Forest and the Valley Elves have their own spellcasting systems! Roland even suspects the Woodland Kingdoms possess one. As the last elven kingdom in Middle-earth, the Woodland Elves might be hiding a complete spellcasting system, since the Star Elves each have one hidden within their households. However, they live in seclusion, confined within a protective barrier, so they aren't officially recognized. The second remaining power is undoubtedly the orcs…

Ahem... That's right, our powerful orc race naturally has a spellcasting system. Orc priests are quite awe-inspiring. Regardless of their power, a single forbidden spell cast on the battlefield is like a divine intervention, who wouldn't be confused? However, the orc spellcasting system is derived from the orcs, and it's not a complete inheritance. Although there is a complete advanced class tree, it's a pity that many powerful hidden classes from the past have been lost.

When it came to Roland, he didn't even dare to dream of any hidden spellcaster class anymore. He'd be happy with just being able to advance to the Sage class normally! What? You say a regular Sage isn't as strong as a hidden Sage? Then let me ask you, would you run away from a forbidden spell at the start? Everyone says regular Sages are weak, but I've never seen anyone catch a forbidden spell bare-handed!
"Good heavens, the Dunedan people are really desperate for money!" Suddenly, Roland's tent was opened, and Marquis Al-Tegran Franz walked over, his eyes full of speechlessness and surprise.

"What's wrong? Why are you making such a fuss? They live a nomadic life in the harsh northern lands year-round, so it's normal for them to be a little short of resources, isn't it?" Roland asked, puzzled. After all, when people are poor to a certain extent, it's not surprising that they'll do anything.

"They're still searching by torchlight! I never expected them to be working through the night!" Marquis Al-Tegran-Franz shook his head helplessly.

"Are those glandular sacs still useful if they're damaged?" Roland asked thoughtfully, rubbing his chin.

“Of course! Even though they’re broken or damaged, the fluid in those glandular sacs still has a weakening effect…” Marquis Al-Tegran-Franz said belatedly.

"That's right! They'll definitely use that stuff! Whether they coat it on weapons or smear it on arrows, or even just put it in a bottle and throw it out, it'll be used as a supernatural item! They're so thrifty!" Roland said proudly, hands on his hips. Who could be more thrifty than him? While he was splitting a single grain of rice into two meals, the Dunedan people were still eating in the northwest wind!

"That's way too rough! These are alchemical magic materials!" Marquis Al-Tegran Franz scratched his head awkwardly. Did someone really use such expensive raw materials for weakening potions like this?
"For a race that lives on the edge of a knife, these are no big deal! They don't have stable homes or fixed cities to protect them. Besides, do the Dunedan people look like they have any alchemists? They can't sell those things to the elves, so they just use them themselves, right?" Roland shrugged. He understood Aragorn's thoughts the moment he opened his mouth. After the function of those glands was revealed, Roland knew that Aragorn would definitely ask his people to reclaim some of them. For the rangers of the North, these magically weakening materials were undoubtedly divine tools for fighting enemies and hunting!

“Alright! It’s just one night anyway, let them take as much as they can find!” Marquis Al-Tegran Franz nodded. Since Roland had spoken, he couldn’t lose face as a nobleman of the Lagran Kingdom. He just liked to protect the interests of the Lagran family, and he wasn’t some idiot who loved to argue.

“Well, go back and get some rest. We have to go to Brie tomorrow. I hope we have a safe journey!” Roland nodded, indicating that Marquis Al-Tegran-Franz could leave.

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