In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Facts have proved that the defensive power of dragon scale armor is really strong!

To put it bluntly, it uses the belly leather of the Earth Dragon, which is tough and seemingly soft, but is actually extremely protective against sharp objects, and embellished with a layer of dragon scales strung together with iron wires.

The total weight is only ten kilograms, but its defensive power is at least three times stronger than plate armor.

Even if the armor is loose or lifted up, the dragon skin underneath can still provide strong defense.

Lothar tried his best and used a very sharp and shining cross sword, but it only left a white mark on the armor.

Probably after some kind of quenching process, the defensive power of a single scale of the dragon scale armor not only did not become weaker due to the death of the earth-walking dragon, but was actually stronger than when he was alive.

As expected, he is indeed the chief craftsman of the Bolivian Federation!

It's my turn!

Jeanne took out the holy spear and was eager to try it.

Lothar subconsciously took two steps back. He said seriously: The dragon scale armor is so precious, how can I let you directly use the holy spear? What if it is damaged?

You have to know that the perforation and installation of the dragon scale armor are time-consuming and labor-intensive processes due to the hardness and toughness of the material itself.

He explained solemnly: Jean, you must respect the fruits of Malus's labor.

Hey, sir, are you afraid?

Jeanne raised her eyebrows and scoffed.

Lothar hummed softly: I have a 'cast iron body' and the talent of Prajna 'hard stone'. In terms of defense, I am stronger than you. How could I be afraid?

Jeanna thought about it and felt it made sense.

But I was still dissatisfied: I always feel like I was beaten in vain by you, and I haven't had the chance to take revenge.

You are such a petty woman, are you childish to care about me like this?

Lothar looked at Jeanne and thought of the scene when she was a child with her friends. You hit me, I hit you, and you had to shout it's even.

Jeanne rolled her eyes and whispered: No matter what you say, I still feel so bad and want to fight back.

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The gold and silver vessels, porcelain and antiques that were taken from Rahman's house could be exchanged for at least 3,000 sulades, and the real estate such as real estate and manor was even more numerous.

As soon as the money fell into Lothar's hands, he had to be prepared to spend part of it.

The banquet venue, the knights' competition ground, and the hunting grounds all have to start intensive preparations.

Although it would be okay to be simple, this was the first banquet he held after taking office. Even if it could not be called extravagant, it had to be at least passable.

As for why we need to build hunting grounds?

The reason is very simple. Noble gentlemen can't be like the hired hunters who smear animal excrement on their bodies and climb mountains and trees to catch prey, right?

He must be holding a wine glass and sitting on a velvet-cushioned chair.

Waiting for the servants or knights under his command to ride war horses, gather the wild beasts together, and then Shi Shiran carries a spear or bow to capture the prey.

There must also be minstrels during the banquet, and there must be good wine and food to add to the fun.

This is described in detail in The Song of Winter and Summer - thinking about it this way, should I continue to release The Song of Winter and Summer and the next few installments of the The Witcher series?

Lothar thought for a moment.

I feel that this matter cannot be delayed any longer. Although I do not make money by selling books, publishing a new book will give me more reason to prepare to create a new deck for sale.

The monster deck has been basically perfected, but Lothar feels that this deck belongs to the evil way of playing and is too shocking, so it is better to put it aside for the time being and build an Eastern Empire deck.

Part of the remaining coins was put into Lothar's small treasury, and the other part was given directly to Muller, who was preparing to let his shipyard help him build a coastal defense fleet and recruit sailors.

There are also farmers and soldiers, and Lothar has also made up his mind to organize them into a standing army. Their land in Alandre can be handed over to tenants for farming.

Because he currently lacks military power.

The garrison strength of the Alandre diocese is seriously insufficient. This may be improved when part of the Redemption Order under Uldin moves over.

But now, the peasants and soldiers can foresee that they will not be able to disarm and return to the fields for a long time, and the cost will not be saved because Lothar is unwilling to give them the title of standing army.

In this case, it is better to just settle it.

Although this will bring serious financial pressure to Lothar, if it doesn't work, wouldn't Muller, the loyal knight of the order, take care of it?

Although this big businessman is limited by his vision, strength, and courage.

But after so many years of accumulation, the wealth accumulated under his hands will only be more, not less, than the wealth accumulated by Rahman who relied on squeezing the people and farms at the bottom.

Return to the mansion in the city.

Lothar walked into the inner house and heard chatter and laughter coming from a room inside. She couldn't help but poke her head in and took a look, and found that Fringilla was still talking on the phone with the witch Anna.

Sir, you are here.

Fringilla heard the commotion and called Lothar in: Miss Anna promised to give you a meditation method. I asked you when you plan to ask for it. She will send someone from the association to give it to you.

Lothar came closer and said, I really have to thank you, Miss Anna.

Anna's slightly teasing laughter came from the coat of arms: It's nothing, but I advise you not to have high expectations. The wizard's talent in meditation is already inferior to that of the witch, and you are secular. Lord, the time you can spare for meditation every day is limited, so it is difficult to make much improvement.

It doesn't matter, I'm just trying.

He has also tried Fringilla's meditation method, and the effect is indeed very average - to be precise, he can't feel the effect at all.

At that time, he felt that it would be more appropriate for him to exercise in the competition field. At least, when he first crossed over, his attributes were improved during exercise.

It's just that as his attributes gradually increase, regular training has become very limited in improving him.

Oh, by the way, Miss Anna, I have now opened the outlet of the Red Sea, and pagan pirates are raging here. Why don't you give me your recipe for Greek fire?

Lothar opened her mouth and came.

On the other side of the coat of arms, Anna, the witch in the Constantinople Palace, couldn't help showing an itchy expression.

This Lothar is simply shameless!

Treat the sick and stop talking crazy things here.

Although Lothar knew this would be the result, he still tried to say: Whatever you need, I can exchange it for you. Anyway, I only have one ship under my hands now, and I don't even have any sailors. I just want to use the Greek fire. To deal with pirates, it is impossible to pose a threat to the sea power of your Eastern Empire.

Don't even think about it, this is the secret of our empire people!

Anna changed the topic: If you are really worried about pirates, why don't you let me take my young sea dragon to visit your territory? Even though it is still young, it is easy to sink a few pirate ships.

I can't afford your appearance fee.

Lothar chatted with Anna for a few more words and then exited the room. Greek Fire just said casually that it was the most important secret recipe of the Eastern Empire Navy.

Even if it could be exchanged, the price paid would probably be enough for Lothar to eliteize Captain Hogg and summon his Norwegian Kraken.

Speaking of which, can the Norwegian Kraken defeat an adult sea dragon?

I don't know if Captain Hogg's Kraken can still breed. According to the legends of this world, there are also many Norwegian trolls living in Northern Europe.

Lothar touched the stubble on his chin and felt that it was probably impossible.

Because of the curse, Captain Hogg and the Norwegian Troll have become undead. Although this gave them powerful characteristics of the undead, they also lost a lot.

For example, Captain Hogg never had to eat or drink - because he had lost his sense of taste.

Go into the next room.

Prajna was leaning over the desk, writing something seriously.

When she heard the noise, she asked without looking back, Where are you going?

I went out and tried out the new armor sent by Mallus.

Lothar came behind her and glanced across her black hair, her vaguely white shoulders, and a deep ravine along her collarbone.

He was fascinated by what he saw, and he could smell a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose, and for a moment he forgot what he wanted to say.

Does it look good?

Prajna raised his head slightly, and the gap between his slender neck and his shirt became wider.

nice.

Lothar said subconsciously.

Facing Prajna's indifferent look, he couldn't help but feel guilty: How are the preparations for the new book going? I mean Song of Winter and Summer and The Witcher, not your own book.

Prajna was so serious about his original novel that it could be said to be strict. He considered and revised it word by word, scrapped the manuscript and wrote it again, and scrapped it again.

If you need me, I should be able to finish one in three days.

Lothar looked at her understatement and couldn't help but smile: What about your book? When do you plan to finish it?

Prajna frowned: It may never be finished. What I enjoy is the process, rather than thinking about one day when I finish writing it, I will sell it for others to appreciate.

Lothar nodded and said, Well - that's right.

Prajna looked indifferent, thinking that there were too many private contents in those manuscripts. If others saw it, she would probably have the urge to kill and silence them.

At the very least, Fringilla will definitely laugh at herself for the rest of her life.

That's not okay, she is just laughing at Fulin, and she must not change the offensive and defensive momentum!