Lord of the Oasis

Chapter 219: Strategies For Conquering the East County

Rolf came back very quickly.

At the same time, he brought a bloody human body.

He threw it on the ground and let out a painful moan. The moans and the blood stained his tattered clothes. There were whip marks everywhere. He looked extremely miserable.

Borg’s face turned green.

He was no longer as calm as before. Instead, he looked to the side, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

It was the guards who had been with him for more than ten days, now that they had fallen to such a state, it was a deterrent to him. Thinking of the benevolent reputation Kant had left behind, he swallowed his saliva. He had a deep understanding of the bottom line of these nobles.

If they were really merciful, it would not be like this. It was because of Kant’s kindness that he dared to take the risk to avoid the patrol team of the desert bandits and go deep into the Oasis Lookout.

However, Kant’s face was calm. “How is it?”

“Not a stubborn guy.”, Rolf snorted coldly, he nodded to Kant and said, “They are indeed the guards from Logue Castle. Their abilities are close to the level of knights. When they saw me bringing people over, they wanted to resist, but I kicked them between their legs. After dozens of whips, they told me everything.”. At the same time, he handed over the interrogation document.

Bunduk looked at this miserable guard who was covered in blood. It was obvious that he was still breathing. If he was not treated, the consequences would be terrible.

He looked at Firentis who was beside him.

However, Firentis shook his head. His expression was calm and there was no pity in his eyes.

Bunduk nodded. He understood his young friend’s thoughts.

He was not a pedantic person.

Even if he had the thought and desire to protect the civilians and become a protector of the people, he would still burn the villages of other kingdoms, kill the troops of other kingdoms, and slaughter the bandits.

On the matters that needed to be done, Bunduk never hesitated.

“How troublesome.”

Kant put down the document. The details of the interrogation were written on it.

He already understood the background of this guard. It was Viscount Wayne of Logue Castle, the highest noble in the entire North County. He controlled an elite force directly under him, as well as the union of many small noble families. Compared to the current military strength, it was far more powerful than Kant.

Viscount Wayne was indeed a big trouble.

Kant had not provoked him yet, but because of that greedy sense of smell, Wayne came to him first.

“The situation is not good.”, Firentis said to Kant. “Viscount Wayne of Logue Castle didn’t try to hide anything. He sent Borg to Oasis Lookout. Perhaps he will use this opportunity to make a fuss because we captured him.”

“He will probably use this opportunity to make a fuss.”

Rolf also thought about it while touching the stubble on his chin, he then said, “If it was me, I definitely wouldn’t let go of this opportunity to reach into Oasis Lookout. I think that Viscount Wayne is a bastard like me.”

Bunduk glanced at Rolf and suggested to Kant, “Lord, the patrols in the direction of the posthouse should be strengthened.”

“That’s right.”

Kant nodded. Their suggestion was worth considering.

Meanwhile, Borg, who was still kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head and said to Kant, “Not only Logue Castle, but even Masburg and Aviles Castle of the East County have sent people to the desert posthouse.”. As he said that, his eyes dimmed. “It’s just that they didn’t foolishly fall for the trap like me and cross the posthouse to come here.”

“Viscount Kevin of Masburg, Viscount Gibran of Aviles Castle.”

The information about the nobles of the Dukedom of Leo appeared in Kant’s mind.

The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up into a smile. He looked at the unwilling Borg in front of him and said, “I really didn’t expect that they would dare to pay so much attention to me and be so brazen.”

“Table salt is too expensive.”, Borg lowered his head, he said it straightforward as if he was going all out, “No one will give up your salt mine, Baron Kant. Even if you or the forces behind you built this castle, for those greedy noble families, if they can’t get your salt mine, they won’t stop.”

“You’re right.”, Kant nodded, not caring about his rude words.

Because Borg was indeed telling the truth.

Looking at his courage, Kant also knocked on the table and asked with some interest, “What about you? I remember that I asked anyone to return to the posthouse and not to go deep into this place.”

“I was also blinded by greed.”

Borg lowered his head and clenched his wrists, but his voice became firm. “Lord Kant, I discovered your secret. If there are no accidents, perhaps I will die. But I think that if there is anything useful, please give me a chance to live. I am willing to pay my loyalty.”

“Ha, loyalty.”, Kant did not speak after hearing his words. Rolf, who was rude, sneered instead. “This is a wonderful word. When I am drunk, I can serve anyone.”

“Hmph.”, Firentis snorted. “Your words are a bit too much.”

Bunduk also glanced at Rolf. “If the noble you meet has a bad temper, he will whip you directly.”

“Sorry, I’m just used to it.”, Rolf instantly reacted and laughed embarrassedly. “Of course, my loyalty to Lord Kant comes from my soul. There is no impurity in my loyalty.”

“Watch what you say in the future.”, Kant reprimanded him slightly, but didn’t probe further.

This guy’s personality was just like that. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone from a noble with honor to a scoundrel that everyone hated.

The system was guaranteed the loyalty of these NPCs, so Kant believed that Rolf was loyal to him.

But towards Borg, who was kneeling in front of him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, he asked in a deep voice, “I don’t know what kind of person you are. I also don’t know if I should believe your words. After all, your current loyalty is extremely cheap to me. What can you give me to make me believe that what you said is true? Are you willing to completely offer your loyalty to me?”

“I don’t have anything to prove it.”, Borg raised his head. His 20s face still had a hint of naivety, however, he looked at Kant firmly and said, “But if I die here, my clan will be completely bankrupt. Please give me a chance. I I don’t want my clan that had passed down for more than 200 years to fall into decline or even be destroyed because of me.”

“Interesting,”, Firentis said.

Bunduk also nodded. Even Rolf looked at this young man with a bit of calmness.

Firentis and Rolf both wanted to revitalize the family, and they felt the same way.

Kant, on the other hand, chuckled. He waved his hand at the guard beside him and said, “Alright, remove his shackles. I don’t think anyone who is willing to submit to me will be treated as a criminal.”

“Lord Kant!”, Borg’s expression was extremely excited.

He did not expect that his resolution of going all out, or rather the courage of nothing to lose would actually paid off!

The guard came over and untied his shackles.

Kant ordered, “Bring him back to the council hall and arrange a room.”. After a pause, he looked at Borg and asked, “The guards of the trade caravan who came with you, do you think they are trustworthy?”

“Other than the old butler who served me since I was a child, no one else is trustworthy.”

Borg hesitated, but he still opened his mouth and said to Kant seriously, “They are all the financial officers of Viscount Wayne. I don’t even trust them when they arrange the guards and manpower for me.”

“Rolf, you are in charge of handling it.”, Kant turned to look at Rolf after hearing that.

Rolf nodded. “Understood.”

It was easy for him to deal with a dozens of rats.

However, looking at the bloody guards, he touched his stubble, he smiled sinisterly. “These guys can still provide a lot of information. Even if it’s useless, they can sell it to Vaegirs’s snowfield iron mine. Although the value is not high, they can still sell it for a few denars.”

“The snowfield iron mine of Veagirs still needs human slaves?”, Kant frowned slightly.

“Yes.”, Rolf Shrugged. “Men, women, and children all need it. If they encounter labor shortages, they even wanted the elderly. They lack slave miners, and every year, they will attract many slave traders.”

“I see.”, Kant lowered his head slightly.

He was deep in thought.

Selling humans as slaves was not a psychological barrier for him.

There was also a slave trade in this world. And it was in full swing.

Not to mention human slaves, there were all kinds of beautiful women and maidservants. It was said that there were even dwarf slaves. They were locked in the depths of the workshop as senior blacksmiths. With a little better service, these dwarf slaves could help to forge high-quality weapons and armor, this was something that could be found within the sphere of influence of the great noble families.

For Kant, rather than killing them for nothing or leaving behind any future trouble, he might as well made them his slaves.

If he bought the Kingdom of Vaegirs trust and exchange it for denars.

That was a good idea.

Kant was tempted, but he did not show it. He turned around and walked outside.

Firentis and Banduk followed.

The two knights also helped Borg to walk. The heavy chain armor made a slight rustling sound as they walked, but it did not frighten Borg. Instead, there was a light look on his face as if he had barely escaped from death.

He really survived.

After leaving the prison cell, his old butler was also led out by a knight to the council hall.

As for those unfamiliar guards?

They could only hope for the best.

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Today’s time soon passed.

Night fell.

The entire Nahrin Desert seemed to have entered the winter season.

The cold air spread on the ground.

Around the “Drondheim” Castle, the 10-man team of desert bandits were still patrolling.

The discovery of Borg during the day made everyone vigilant.

Kant even specially sent a message to the posthouse, reprimanding the 40 desert bandits who were guarding there, asking them to increase the frequency of their patrols, and telling them that they would send more desert bandits and Rolf, who was the chief of security, to the posthouse at the beginning of the next month. Everyone had to brace themselves to prevent similar accidents from happening again.

However, even if the patrols were stepped up, more and more people appeared at the Stone Pass.

The hotels were already filled with people with ulterior motives.

The bountiful profits of the table salt trade made countless people envious. Even Baron Dylan was under great pressure.

The North County, South County and the sealed East County all sent various spies.

It was a storm that was coming.