Old Sword Master

Wood looked at the “Book of Thunder” in his hand. The back of the only golden page in the book now had the name Sissonnos written on it.

This old mage still has some magic to provide, so Wood will leave him temporarily.

Then he thinks about how he should collect…

Thinking of this, Wood suddenly moved in his heart.

He walked to the statue of mother carved by father, closed his eyes and knelt down to pray.

He shouldn’t think about how to collect the power of the storm, but how he should think about how to benefit the faithful and open the way to win a happy life and destroy the ambition of the enemy.

Satisfying the wishes of the faithful is not just to gather the power of the storm, it is also the root motivation of Wood’s struggle. He once again is psychologically grateful to Lord of the Storm for giving him such a powerful power, allowing him to grasp his own destiny.

In addition to providing faith, Wood’s faithful are also providing manpower for Wood.

Around the Wood’s yard, there are now some foundations and sheds. After Wood provided everyone with dyes, the faithful, under the leadership of Liandra, spontaneously expanded their homes for Wood.

Wood certainly does not need a larger house, but as the temple of Lord of the Storm can indeed use more space, many auxiliary facilities are waiting to be built.

Hospitals, schools, playgrounds, canteens, libraries, etc.

After praying alone for half an hour, Wood began to recall the various prayers he received last night.

Now his followers are asking for food, clothing, shelter and transportation as a whole. Wood can get any improvement, but in the current difficult situation on Crete, no one request can be handled.

Of course, it is precisely because of this that this makes the request a requirement.

The color of the clothes has been improved once, but when Wood went out the past few days, the amount of indigo dyed color has gone down by 7 to 8. The believers urgently need new dyes.

Food is generally scarce due to the cold wave.

The trip is relatively easy to handle. The citizens hope that the road between Gandia City and Gandia City can be well maintained. This matter can be left to Liandra, and Wood knows she can do it well.

Housing is the most difficult thing to do. The houses in Tel Meng City are barely enough for everyone, so what most citizens want is to strengthen Telmon’s defense measures. Everyone feels insecure about the level of fence defense.

Manpower is not a problem. The main reason is the lack of building materials. Wood alone is not a problem, and there are olive groves around. To harvest large logs, you need to defeat the wild beast or the intelligent existence in the forest.

The above are the requirements of ordinary citizens. In general, there is nothing too dangerous, which means that Wood can’t meet with the sword, and can only use money.

After Wood got on (bed chuáng), he heard a request that he didn’t hear last night.

That’s what Liandra and Santalali asked for. The former hoped to get more levels, and the latter hoped that Wood would not accept the invitation of the 2 Queens of Gandia City…

He slept alone today, so the two ladies had the strength to pray at night.

…

Wood’s 2nd day (bed chuáng) was not too early. Although he was in a hurry to make money, Wood still didn’t plan to go out in a hurry.

He slept badly last night, he dreamed of mother.

And may miss some eager visitors.

As Wood expected, when he woke up in the morning (bed chuáng) to wash, he happened to see Ritt Chamber of Commerce’s business commissioner got into his yard with a big bone that didn’t know any creature in his mouth. With a package tied on his back, he unceremoniously opened the bucket in the yard as soon as he entered the yard, burying his bones and dipping it with olive oil.

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Wood’s large courtyard is the best house in Meng City, because the ground is covered with stone floors and grooves for rainwater backflow. There is always a lot of olive oil stacked here.

Not only the olive groves that belonged to him, but also the contributions of many storm believers. In addition to manpower, these believers also used olive oil to light the lantern in the temple.

Although Liandra has established a special Lord of the Storm temple in the city, Wood is also a very active place for believers.

Wood estimates that Lord of the Storm’s divine force can be increased more or less, but it won’t please him too much. It would be different if the oil was grabbed from the enemy.

But this olive oil is grown, sorted, and squeezed by the storm believers themselves.

So the effect will not be very good, so Wood decides that everyone will contribute the oil to Lord of the Storm, and he will keep and sell it. The funds will be used for church development in the future.

“Wang wang wang~!” When Ah Huang saw Wood, he yelled a few times, and then the package he was carrying fell automatically.

Wood picked up the package and saw a skull on the cloth, and a pen on Huang’s suitcase. Wood opened the box and looked at it. A box of crimson and silver mixed crystals was shining. Wood put the pen on the cloth. After signing the receipt, put the box away, and then re-tied the wrapping cloth to Ah Huang’s body.

“What good things does your Royal Highness Sazastan give you?” Ahuang is short and can’t see what’s in the box. The Ritt Chamber of Commerce ship obviously went to the port of Tripoli first. In addition to buying and selling goods, it was also for Saza. Stan provides postal services.

“Good stuff,” Wood said.

Ah Huang flicked his tail angrily, and then continued to scrape the oil with his bones.

“You have that many oils here. They are placed so densely. Shouldn’t we arrange a fireproof array?” Ahuang wanted to promote the products while licking the oil, “I will try your oil, ah, saved it. Okay.”

“I don’t need that for the time being. I read the offer you gave to Liandra. You want to buy 100 pounds of such a good olive oil for a taler?” Wood slipped Ahuangti with one hand, and the bone was already stained. A lot of oil, but the bones were washed (very tǐng) clean, so Wood did not have any attacks.

“Hey, you seem to be stronger? Are you elite now?” Huang captured a wild boar about 3 days ago. This mage dog killed the opponent with magic and teeth, then ate the meat and left behind. Bones every day ((licktiǎn)tiǎn)((licktiǎn)tiǎn), “A taler 100 pounds is not a small amount. Let me tell you the truth, this is a taler that is 40 pounds or 45 pounds when I ship it back to Venice. Only 100% profit, but how dangerous the crimson cold wave is on this road, I already have several crew members mentally unstable. We have to rest here for 2 weeks, during which we can’t eat fish before we can return to Venice.”

“In addition to you, I have a Spanish buyer. The emperor’s sailors can afford olive oil.” Wood now has other customers.

“Hehe, hehe, I just saw Director Bazin and Morty on the way here. Let’s talk to him.” The yellow dog laughed strangely. “One more thing, the Ottoman Empire is now in Egypt, Syria and Lebanon. The pirates on the Danube have also mobilized a lot of manpower. We, Chamber of Commerce, estimate that the Ottomans will soon launch an attack on Crete or the port of Tripoli. You have to prepare early. Your Excellency Wood, do you think about giving We work in Chamber of Commerce. Recently, the raspberry production area may have grown into a Black Dragon. It is quite troublesome. We are calling up people to deal with him. If you are willing to contribute, we can provide tranquilizers and spell-casting materials so that you can carry it. Carrying the Ottomans and Burberry pirates, and the elf beauty, hehe, have you heard of it, hehe.”