In the Green Empire, countless new nobles and wealthy families were like mushrooms springing out from all directions. The rise of these new forces means that the empire's territory is constantly expanding.

Countless new planes were discovered by the legendary powerhouses when exploring the star domain. They broke through the outermost barrier of the plane and entered the low-level plane for a short stay. They left the magic beacon on that plane.

After returning to Green, the legendary powerful men used the magic beacons left on the plane to create portals to those plane areas.

The nobles purchased the development rights of these planes from the legendary powerhouses. The Jero plane is a rich plane in development. There are many resources here, and the civilization of the local indigenous people is still quite backward. Adventurers entering this plane are almost like picking up money everywhere.

If the dark forces in the Abyss Prison had not opened up the connection channel, the Duke of Samoyed would still be very moist in this plane.

It has vast and fertile land, a wide black forest, and a dense mineral deposit like stars. The indigenous civilization here is completely in the Stone Age. There are also powerful creatures on the top of the high clan, such as the Yalong clan.

Only after the noble lords expanded their territory could they be qualified to be canonized by the Emperor of the Green Empire.

The image of the land that Brandon took was spread on the tabletop like a tablecloth. The geographical layout map drawn on it clearly shows mountains, rivers, jungles and cities. The Trum landform map drawn on this map is very detailed.

At first glance, I saw an oval outline circled in the dust swamp area with black lines. In that oval area, there was a blank space on the parchment paper, and two eye-catching words "forbidden area" were marked with a red brush on it. It looked so dazzling on the parchment map, and the hall became extremely quiet for a moment.

"...Ahem, it seems that there are some security problems in this land!" The Duke of Samoyed said in a thick and dark look at the eye-catching red handwriting on the map.

The old magician Eugene looked at me and asked me again: "Are you sure you want to buy that place? What's there to attract you?"

I said, "My squad had hunted spider-man warriors in the area south of Trum, and found an open-pit iron ore near that area. I wanted to obtain the mining rights there, and maybe the magic iron ore could be dug out there." I looked at the blurry area on the map, and then said, "If I have the ability, I would also like to build a town near the mine."

I know this sentence must be about the heart of the Duke of Samoyed. After the fall of Trum, the Duke of Samoyed should very much hope that someone could build a satellite town around Tanton. When it was attacked by a loan, such a small town could share the firepower of Tanton to a great extent.

Sure enough, when he heard me say this, the Duke of Samoyed's eyes lit up, and he clapped and praised, "It is a good idea to own a small town. Perhaps in the near future, the merits you have won in the plane of Jero will make you promoted to Earl."

The Duke of Samoyed continued: "It is necessary to prepare a small town for himself early, but you must be cautious when choosing a small town. In fact, in that area, there is no location that has a geographical advantage over the Trum stronghold." The Duke of Samoyed continued.

I picked up the soft leather pocket next to the corner of the table and placed it on the square table. The pocket was filled with black magic crystals.

I patted my pockets, smiled at the Duke of Samoyed, and said, "Actually, I am ready to be promoted to the Count this time."

After saying that, I reached out and untied the thin line at the pockets of the bag, revealing the pockets of black magic crystals. Countless black magic crystals shone brightly in the pockets on the wooden table in the side hall. These black magic crystals are very uniform in size. Each black magic crystal is almost the size of a pigeon egg. This bag is just three hundred black magic crystals.

Seeing so many black magic crystals coming out of me all at once, even the seven second-turn knights behind the Duke of Samoyed could not help but make some surprise sounds.

Among them, I couldn't help but exclaim: "So many black magic crystals, it's incredible that a hunting team can hunt so many spider-man warriors in such a short time. How could it be possible?"

Shield warrior Alden stood in the crowd and said to his companions around him: "It seems that maybe Disney Leli is right. They wiped out the Spider-Man warriors from the Trum stronghold and fought hard."

The Duke of Samoyed calmly, and said to a clerk in the logistics department standing beside him: "Calculate these black magic crystals, I need to know how many spider-man warriors Jiga has captured in Trum."

"It is not easy to be promoted to Count. I still clearly remember that I took you to sweep the sand thieves in the desert west of Tramay Mountain in the western border. It took us three years to bring back a total of 20,000 sand thieves to the left ear before successfully promoting me to become Count. Looking back now, those things seemed to have happened yesterday."

When the Duke of Samoyed thought of the past, the eyes of the second-turn knights behind him were flashing with remembrance.

"Of course, those desert sand thieves are almost incomparable to Spider-Man warriors. At that time, our fifteen knights of the constituent cavalry were rampant in the desert with five hundred light cavalry."

"Now, those spider-man warriors are constantly causing trouble for us in the black forest. It is these spider-man warriors who are hiding in the forest that have dragged our attack. If it weren't for the only constructed knights to fight against the spider-man warriors, I would have burned all the spider-de-laden nests in the south of the jungle with these condoms." The Duke of Samoyed punched the table and said unwillingly.

"Dude, there are 300 black magic crystals with only marks!" The clerk finished counting the number of black magic crystals in his pocket and said respectfully from the side.

"Is there only three hundred? If you want to be promoted to the Count, it is far from enough if you only have these black magic crystals!" The wrinkles on the forehead of the Duke of Samoyed slightly stretched out and said to me kindly: "Not to mention how much merit is needed to promote the Count from a viscount, three hundred black magic crystals are just enough to get you from a third-class baron to a third-class viscount. To be promoted from a viscount to an earl, it will take a huge amount of merit."

"But even so..." The old magician Eugene's eyes fell on the black magic crystals and said with a sigh: "That's very good."

The Duke of Samoyed sat down, his arms flat on the square table, his fingers crossed in front of his chest, and said to me very seriously: "When you awaken your magic and become a magician, you will officially be granted the third-class baron of the Green Empire, and you will also be rewarded with a barren land, but that land has little effect except to show your baron status."

As he said that, he took a quill and drew a stroke in the area north of the edge of the dust swamp, saying, "But the achievements you have obtained here are very different. These three hundred black magic crystals will allow you to upgrade to three levels, from third-class barons to third-class viscounts. And as my reward, you can also obtain a piece of territory. The Jero plane is not like those planes with poor resources, and there is gold everywhere here."

He pointed to this small area and said to me: "This place is much more reliable than the swamp you chose. You can slowly develop this territory, build a town, open a mine, set up a forest farm, set up a supply station, whatever you want! Then form your own team."

"After graduating from the Royal Magic Academy, if you want to get the fastest way to achieve merit, you should quickly form a mercenary group and join the plane war. It is estimated that that day will come soon. At that time, you are welcome to join the crusade army in the plane of the Jero plane. I will provide you with the greatest help."

As he said that, in order to show that he would give me strong support, Samoyed another dose of medicine. He said, "You want to buy Trum in the future. If it has not become the territory of other nobles at that time, then it will definitely be yours!"

A few days ago, I had been hunting spider-men in the area around Trum. Of course, I know what Trum means. It is facing the vast southeastern area of ​​the Black Forest. I didn't expect that the Duke of Samoyed would actually dismantle the defense line he built with his own hands and give up this important defense stronghold.

I quickly asked the Duke of Samoyed: "The Trum stronghold is also going to be sold, is this true?"

"Of course it's true, no one has ever dared to question what the Duke said!" Just as Samoyed slightly frowned, the old magician Eugene quickly interrupted my question.

Then he explained to me: "Tanton City is the territory left by the Duke to the Marquis of Armand, and the Trum area is the direction of the future development of Little Horace. However, since the Duke drove him back to Green, Little Horace would not be able to set foot in Yero in the future, then Trum will need a new master!"

At this time, I realized that what Felix said in the warehouse of Trum's stronghold was not groundless. It seemed that he had long guessed that the Duke would be extremely disappointed with Earl of Horace, and instead wanted to give the Trum area to a general who was more suitable for exploring the territory.

I had never expected that Samoyed was so disheartened by Earl Horace.

Behind me, Chige, a little impatiently, pushed me secretly with his hands. Then I remembered the purpose of this trip, and then took out a first-class baron's noble medal from my magical waist bag, put it on my right chest, turned to the clerk who was measuring the area of ​​the dust and mud swamp with an angle ruler and asked: "So, my Excellency Registrar, according to the provisions of the Noble Promotion Act of the Green Empire, how many black magic crystals should be needed to be promoted from a first-class baron to an earl?"

The clerk seemed very familiar with this process and blurted out without even raising his head, "One thousand two hundred, respected wizard!"

I felt a little relieved when I heard the answer given by the clerk.

In the eyes of many people, it is absolutely strange that students in the Magic Academy can wear the aristocratic medal of a first-class baron. Although it is not difficult to do so, it is nothing more than earning merit on the battlefield. However, for weak magicians, they rarely run to the battlefield without self-protection ability unless they have to.

Therefore, many magicians choose to appear on the battlefield after graduation. Few people are like me who have been promoted to a first-level baron before graduation.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, I touched my nose and said helplessly: "In fact, I have lived in a place in the city of El in the northern province of Sloyd, where I am invaded by barbarians on the ice and snow tundra every winter, so it is not difficult for the people there to get a little merit."

While explaining, I took out three leather pockets of the same size as before from my magic bag and placed them on the table. I opened the pockets one by one, revealing the same colored black magic crystals from the pockets, and the entire side hall became quiet again.

Almost no one can imagine what kind of power it is to wipe out a spider-man army of more than a thousand people.

Seeing Samoyed gaze, I had to spread my hands and say, "I know you will find it difficult to believe it, but... in short, in this way, all four spider-man generals were killed by fire-phosphorus bombs, and the city of Trum was also destroyed in the explosion, but at least we won, didn't we?"

I tell the story of the hunting process in the wilderness of Trum, the Battle of Trum, and the destruction of those spider-man warriors.

Of course I won't tell you that at the beginning of the fire-phosphorus bomb explosion, the orc warriors and I had already hid in Xinliu Valley. I just said that we were hiding in the basement, and we didn't walk out of the basement of the tavern until all the spider-man warriors were destroyed.

The Duke of Samoyed rubbed his numb face with both hands, waved his hand slightly, and said to the clerk who was standing beside him, who struggled to measure the area of ​​the dust and marsh waters: "Let Brandon go to the Neiku to get a count's noble medal and a blank coronation document."

After the clerk walked out, he said to me again: "Okay, from now on you will officially become an earl. As for your territory, it will be set at Trum!"

"Also, you owe me a city of Trum, Earl Gilliah! I want you to use a box of fire-phosphorus bombs with the same power as the Big Bang of the Trum stronghold for me. It was a city built with huge sums of money, and you have to compensate me. In addition, I need you to rebuild the Trum stronghold on the original site within at least three years, otherwise I will take back your land in the Trum area. Earl Gilliah!"

His last few words deliberately aggravated his voice...

...

Until I walked out of the Council Hall, my head was still a little dizzy.

The Duke of Samoyed exchanged with me the entire Trum area for thirteen boxes of magic scrolls and a cart of magic herbs that can be formulated into healing potions.

Thirteen-mouthed Magic Chain, each box contains ninety-five scrolls of different types. The total number of these scrolls is 1,235, including 845 cheap frost scrolls, which are worth about 170 magic crystals, "Frost Nova", "Ice Gun Technique", and "Ice Wall" magic scrolls totaling 390, which is about 390 magic crystals.

In the end, I didn't let go and sent out the extremely powerful fire-phosphorus bombs that Qige gave me. I insisted that the batch of fire-phosphorus bombs purchased were used up. When the Duke of Samoyed asked about the source of the fire-phosphorus bombs, I said it was the Imperial Capital Magic Research Institute, the old magician Eugene looked a little awesome.

In order to buy the entire Trum, I will not have to spend all the black magic crystals that have been exchanged for meritorious deeds, and will also provide the Duke of Samoyed Samoyed with twenty bundles of hemorrhage.

Originally, these hemostatic grasses were continuously supplied to the Green Empire from the orc tribe Pai Plateau. The price was very low, which led to no one planting hemostatic grasses in the Green Empire. Until the sudden outbreak of war in recent times, it directly caused the frontline to consume a large amount of hemostatic grasses. The Hemostatic grasses in the Green Empire were extremely short of. Now the price of these hemostatic grasses has risen twenty times compared to the original price, but they are still priceless.

In addition, I took out another 1,200 black magic crystals, which was the only way to buy back the Trum stronghold and surrounding areas.

I had the crowning document in my hand, with the seal of the Duke of Samoyed incredibly clear on it. The moment I stepped out of the hall of discussion, facing the bustling crowd on the street, Qige and I looked at each other, and gently hit each other with both palms.
Chapter completed!