Chapter 876： back to storm

After dinner, the two were still inseparable, so the two simply went outside the tent to find a quiet grass to lean on.

In a flash, the second day came, and Narant's team was finally ready to set off.

"Narant, you must take good care of yourself and remember that I am still waiting for you!"

Stella fell into Narant's arms, leaning on his shoulder and whispering.

"Stella, don't worry, I will definitely take care of myself, but it is you, you must be happy in the Holy City, I swear, you will not wait too long!" Feeling Stella hugging herself His arms were a little hard, and Narant patted his back pitifully.

"Yeah!" Stella nodded and let go of Narant with her slightly red eyes.

Narant smiled at her, then turned over to the white dragon.

"Set off!"

"You have an order, let's go!"

Immediately, Narant's subordinates set off.

On the other hand, Narant smiled affectionately at Stella again, and immediately followed the team.

"Narant, promise me, you must be fine!"

Seeing the figure of Narant leaving, Stella's originally suppressed crystal tears finally couldn't help flowing out.

…

The way back was smooth, and there was no need to worry about the attack of dark creatures on the way.

Coupled with the fact that there are enough carriages in the Narant team, such a group of people is more like returning from a tour.

In particular, the old man Narant is very healthy. When the supplies are not enough, he will buy and buy directly with a wave of his hand.

The subordinates fought bravely in the land of death, and finally got the reward from Narantkang after the battle.

However, it is worth mentioning that Narant encountered an interesting incident on the way back.

That is because of the improvement in the strength of his subordinates, and after this arduous battle, he showed a fierce temperament. When he arrived at the territory of the principality along the way, those left-behind nobles who did not know what to say all regarded him as the six empires. The team welcomed them with enthusiasm.

Seeing this, Narant was too lazy to explain, and directly rejected the kindness of the nobles of the duchy, and continued to return without stopping.

Time flies, and after about half a month, Narant finally entered the Black Rock Plain.

Compared with the land of death, it is still a peaceful place.

The serfs and commoners living in the hinterland were ignorant of what happened to the land of the dead.

They saw a red light in the northern sky at most a month ago, and then there was a slight shaking from the ground.

The serfs and commoners regarded this as an ordinary earthquake, so those who should be cultivated still cultivate, and those who change their jobs still work.

"My lord is back!"

"My lord is back!"

On this day, not long after Narant's team entered the New Storm Territory, the patrol team found out that his lord had returned.

Immediately, some of them stepped forward to meet their lord, and the other part rushed back to the castle.

"My lord is finally back, Larry Shit, go and tell the servants to get the red carpet, hot water, and towels ready."

"Also, have someone inform Mrs. Rose to prepare a sumptuous lunch. The adults must travel a long distance and have not enjoyed much food on the way."

"Also, let the civil administrator Mario come to the castle with me to meet the adults!"

Following Thomas' orders one after another, the castle immediately moved up and down.

A servant has begun to prepare nervously.

When the red carpet was laid, and the hot water and food were ready, Thomas and Mario greeted the team of his adults.

"Sir, it's been hard work for you, and congratulations on your triumphant return!"

When they met the team of their own adults, Thomas and Mario hurriedly jumped off their horses, and immediately came to Narant's body to greet them, the excitement on their faces was genuine.

"Get up!" Narant was quite satisfied with the exaggerated expressions of the two, and Dan Dan ordered them.

"Yes, my lord!"

"Thomas, Mario, how is the state of the territory during the time that I've been away?"

"Sir, everything is normal in the territory!"

"very good!"

"Sir, Xiao has already prepared hot water and food in the castle, just waiting for you to return!" Thomas said immediately.

"Well, then go back to the castle and talk about it!"

Immediately, the team continued to move forward, and finally returned to the castle after more than half an hour.

"I have seen the lord, and congratulations to the lord on his triumphant return!"

"I have seen the lord, and congratulations to the lord on his triumphant return!"

When Narant came to the outside of the castle, it was filled with people who had received news.

After seeing the Narant team, a group of serfs knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

As for why the battle situation in the Land of the Dead did not spread to this side, the serfs all said they were triumphant.

It was a month ago that Narant had sent Xun Ying to pass the news back, and he mentioned that the battle was going well this time, so Thomas and others could take a good look at his territory.

In this way, the news has long been spread in the Storm Territory, and the serfs will naturally know about it.

"Get up!" Narant waved at a group of serfs, and then called a few backbones under him to disband the team.

Many of these serfs came to confirm the status of their relatives.

In this way, Narant also knows how to be sympathetic to his subordinates and let them reunite with Join as soon as possible.

As for those subordinates who died in battle, Narant did not forget.

He explained that Vivian and other lucky girls went to comfort them, and also brought a generous pension and preferential treatment policies in the future.

Not staying too long outside the castle, Narrant returned to the castle on the red carpet.

After washing and cleaning under the service of the servants, and having a delicious and hearty lunch, Narant began to understand the development of the Storm Territory during this period.

After he left, the storm leader developed as usual, and even because more and more caravans came to the storm leader, his storm leader is now very lively, with at least a dozen caravans handling throughput every day.

And the benefits brought by so many caravans naturally made Narant earn a lot of money.

If nothing else, there are at least 700,000 to 800,000 gold coins in Narant's warehouse.

This kind of income is not even comparable to some counties or marquis.

This is also because Narant's expenditure is very large, for example, Narant's territory is still under construction.

In addition to building more brick buildings, that is the construction of the walls of Stormwind City.

According to Mario, the walls of Stormwind City have been repaired to eight miles long.

This speed, in addition to the credit of the goblins, is the effect of Narant's continuous investment of funds.

With a preliminary understanding of the development of the territory, Narant began to arrange for possible retaliation against the Bach Empire in the next few days.

First of all, it is natural to place his seven or eight little elves who can only produce magic spar mines.

Then, while arranging for manpower to mine, he also ordered the goblins to quickly produce magic cannons and magic carriages.

When the magic cannon and magic carriage were properly arranged, Narant suddenly remembered those goblins of his own.

So, he went directly to the blacksmith's workshop and saw the dwarf Black Tower that he had been keeping in his territory.

"Narant, I heard that you came back the day before yesterday, but I don't like your castle very much. If you go in, you will have to let your subordinates inform you step by step, so I didn't go to you, because I knew you would definitely come back to me. This blacksmith's workshop!"

When Narant came to the smithy, Black Tower was enjoying a drink with a jug.

Seeing Narant coming, the dwarf immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Heita, it seems that the life of our Storm Collar is very suitable for you!" Looking at the grilled meat and garlic shells on the table, and looking at the black tower that blushed like a monkey's butt, Narant knew that the black tower had already Can't go back to the Forge.

Because this guy has been completely corrupted by himself.

"Hey, I have to thank you for Kang Kei. Before I came, I thought I would definitely not be able to stay in your storm for long."

"But after staying for a while, I found that this storm collar is simply a paradise for our dwarves. Not only is the eye of the storm much cheaper, but these grilled meats, garlic shells and other delicacies are very wonderful side dishes."

"Also, we dwarves don't have to worry about earning money in this storm. In addition to the work that you arranged for Narant, my black tower occasionally helps those human caravans forge one or two weapons, and I can earn enough to drink for several days. Gold coins!" Black Tower was more cunning than the other dwarves.

But that's just a little bit of prudence when it comes to making money.

In other respects, it is true.

At this moment, he has not hesitated to express his views on the Storm Territory.

"Haha, Heita, if you like the Storm Leader, you can stay with my Storm Leader as long as you want. After all, we are good friends."

"Also, if you think a dwarf is a little lonely here, you can even let more dwarves come to my Storm Collar, and I can build a blacksmith shop for them for free!"

Dwarves are considered high-level talents in this world, so Narant hopes that more dwarves will come to his territory.

"Hey, okay, I want to go back to the Forge Castle after a while. I will definitely call some friends to come. As long as I go back with a few barrels of Eye of the Storm, I will definitely make them envious. saliva!"

The black tower is not as much as Narant thinks. I don't know that Narant is digging the corner of their dwarves. He only thinks that the life here is so good, so he must go back and call a few friends to come.

After the chat was over, Narant started the main topic, so he directly took out a drawing that he had just drawn.

"Hey, isn't this a **** for farming?"

Heita looked at the drawing and immediately saw what tools were on it.

It should be a working hoe.

It's just that the **** is facing a pointed awl behind it.

"Black Tower, this is not a hoe, but a pickaxe!"

"A pickaxe?"

"Yes, this tool can not only be used for digging, but also can be used to cut rocks. I need you to help me forge the black tower!" Narant nodded.

"Okay, Narant, tell me, how much is needed, my black tower will help you forge!"

Although Heita felt that such a farm tool was a bit overkill for him, a dwarf, to forge, but he did not refuse who called the other party Narant.

"Black Tower, I need a thousand, and it's still forged with Mithril, and it has to be engraved with runes!"

"What, a thousand pieces of farm implements with mithril runes, Narant, you are too extravagant, and this size is too small, it is not suitable for your human race to work at all!"

The black tower was stunned. Every farm tool was forged with mithril. Narant needed to be rich.

Although he is now considered a worker in Heita, he is paid to work, and he does not need to make a difference.

d According to this mithril inscription pickaxe, the cost is at least nearly one hundred gold coins.

In this way, 100 coins are 10,000 coins, and 1,000 coins are 100,000 coins.

Well, not only rich, but probably a fool.

"Heita, this is not just a farming tool. Besides being a farming tool, he can also be used as a weapon. By the way, I have equipped this pickaxe for the goblins!"

"Equipment for goblins?" Black Tower felt even more worthless.

"Black Tower, you don't have to worry about the rest. Just give me the hard work to forge this pickaxe, and I will definitely give you a lot of wages!"

"However, this pickaxe must be forged faster, do you understand?"

Seeing Narant's very sure look, Heita knew that he definitely didn't need to persuade him any more.

So he opened his mouth and said: "Narant, I will definitely comply with your request, but it may take a lot of time for these thousand picks. After all, the speed of the inscriptions is not fast. I'm alone, I'm afraid I can only do ten a day!"

"Only ten a day?"

Narant frowned slightly.

This speed is a bit slow.

It would take three or four months for Black Tower to forge these pickaxes.

Obviously, if the Bach Empire really had revenge, it would not give Narant so much time.

"The black tower, the speed is a little slow Can it be faster, I am now waiting for this pickaxe to be used!"

"Narant, I count ten black towers a day from forging until midnight every day!"

Heita shook his head, and he could see that Narant was still frowning. He thought for a moment and said, "Narant, why don't I return to the Fortress of the Furnace earlier to see if I can find a few more clansmen to come to Stormwind."

"As long as there are more people forging, the speed will definitely increase!"

After listening, Narant pondered for a moment.

This is the only way out of the way.

If the Black Tower can find ten dwarves, then this batch of weapons can be completed in ten days.

Even if there are a few less, the speed is definitely faster than letting the dwarf Heita forge by himself.

"Okay, Black Tower, but you must be faster!"

"Narrant, don't worry, since you need help, then my Black Tower will definitely do it at the fastest speed!"

The black tower really valued the friend Narant very much, and immediately started to pack up after speaking.

Seeing this, Narant was a little speechless, this black tower is really straight.

Therefore, he directly sent people to bring five barrels of Storm's Eye Spirit.

These spirits were given to the Black Tower by Narant for free.

After all, if you want to attract high-caliber talents, the benefits need to be shown to others in advance, so that they can taste the sweetness.

In this way, with the blossoming expression of Heita Le, Narant watched him leave with the five horses used to carry the spirits.

…

Narant is actively responding, and the Bach Empire has finally received the news of the death of the empire's heir.

As soon as the news came back, the entire Bach Empire seemed to explode.

In particular, the heirs of their empire were not killed by the dark creatures, but were beheaded by a small noble who belonged to the human race.