The problem raised by Marquis Yuk made all the great nobles at the meeting worried.
"Without permanent adventurers, there will be a shortage of talents at the grassroots level," an earl said in distress. "But … what conditions should we offer to attract adventurers?"
"Fief?" another earl asked.
"Impossible!" another earl immediately denied. "It's easy to grant fief, but it's hard to take it away. Permanent adventurers often only have one or two generations, and most of them don't perform well from the third generation onwards. How can we grant them fief! "
"Yes, it's fine if they are high-level adventurers, but mid-level adventurers are really not worthy of being granted fief."
"But if they don't have fief, the conditions we can offer are not better than those of the merchant party. We can't give every mid-level adventurer the status of a quasi-knight. As for those low-level adventurers, it's even more likely that we can't even give them the status of an official. In contrast, the merchant party can at least give them a hope of family inheritance. "
"What kind of bullsh * t family inheritance is that! They don't even have fief, what kind of family is that? It's ridiculous! "
"But the middle and low-level adventurers won't think that way. For them, having a stable business and a family with a legacy is enough for them to live their lives in peace."
"Damn it! Can't these guys be a little more ambitious? "
"If they are more ambitious, they might go to the Republic of Northwest."
"… That country is too bad!"
After a round of condemnation, no one was able to come up with a good conclusion, nor were they able to come up with any seemingly effective methods.
After all, the power and status of the nobles had no binding force on the adventurers.
Of course, the adventurers also respected the power of the nobles, but they were free. Even if they fell out with the nobles, they could just leave. Would the nobles run to other nobles' territories to hunt them down?
Although in general, the nobles still had an advantage when facing the adventurers, when it came to individuals, there were often cases of nobles being killed by adventurers, and then the murderer could not be caught.
Just look at the wanted list of the Church of the God of Aristocracy and the Church of the God of Law, and you would find that this situation was really not uncommon.
Adventurers were brave and powerful. As the saying went, killing intent was born when they held a weapon in their hands. In the face of unfair treatment, the weak might swallow their anger, but the strong would often choose to fight head-on, using their fists to fight for justice for themselves.
Most of the time, the adventurers were at a disadvantage, but there were also many cases where the nobles were at a disadvantage. In the past five years alone, five or six barons and one viscount had died because of this. There were even more knights, but the nobles were too lazy to count them.
In a head-on clash, a high-grade adventurer could threaten a count if he risked his life. As for those nobles who had lost their lives, they had only been killed by mid-ranked adventurers.
Therefore, it was impossible to rely on power and status to oppress adventurers and force them to submit.
Since he couldn't threaten them, he could only tempt them with benefits. However, the nobles were not willing to take out enough benefits, and the method of enticement was not going to work either.
This didn't work, that didn't work. In the end, everyone was at their wits' end and looked at each other dejectedly.
"Maybe … in the end, we still have to rely on war to solve the problem," a count said after a long silence.
He was a member of the local nobles, and had always joined forces with other local nobles to fight against the two marquises and their vassals, who formed the central nobles. Unlike the central nobles, the local nobles did not want to fight with the merchant party, because they knew that if they fought, they would definitely suffer greater losses.
Not to mention, their territory was adjacent to the merchant party's territory.
If they fought in their own home, they would definitely break some bottles and cans.
However, in the face of an obvious crisis, he had no other choice.
"I think we can wait a little longer," Marquis Gordon said before Marquis Yuk could. "War is not a small matter. If we want to fight, we have to win it for it to be meaningful. Therefore, we have to make preparations first, and ensure that we win. "
"In the face of those guys who can only recruit mercenaries, it would be difficult to lose," an earl said with a smile. An Earl said with a smile, "Mercenaries can't fight head-on battles. If they really fight head-on, they'll quickly collapse."
"But the losses will be great …" another earl said worriedly.
"At this time, we can't care about the losses!" A cold light flashed in Earl Hauss's eyes. "If you agree, I am willing to make the first move!"
"Eh? Didn't you already make peace with them before? It's not good to make a move now. "
Earl Hauss sneered. "Making peace is one thing. I have been preparing for war on my side, and now the preparations are almost done. If we fight, I have absolute confidence that I can gain the upper hand. "
The great nobles looked at each other and were all silent.
After a while, Marquis Gordon said, "Let's wait a little longer. At least a few more people are ready … and then we can make our move together."
"Okay, then you'd better hurry up," Earl Hauss said. "Opportunity waits for no man. Those merchants in the north are not fools. What we can think of, they can also think of."
The great nobles nodded one after another. After the meeting, they went to make their own preparations.
When Marquis Yuke returned home, he first went to a secret chamber hidden deep underground.
His eldest son was still imprisoned here to this day, unable to go out.
"Have you thought it through?" He did not enter but only asked outside the door.
"I should be the one asking you this." A tired but firm answer came from the door. "Father, have you thought it through?"
"Even if the noble ladies can win against the Golden Crown, we will have a share in ruling this country in the future. Why take such a big risk?" Marquis Yuke sighed. "If our family is just an earl, then I don't object to you taking a gamble. But our family is already at the top of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins. How far can we go?"
"King!" His most outstanding eldest son's tone was a little fiery. "Royal power is the ultimate goal of the nobles!"
"It's not that easy to be a king," Marquis Yuke said. "First of all, we don't have the power to overwhelm others."
"My Lord's Church can provide such power."
"What's the point of a royal power that is subordinate to divine power?" Marquis Yuke sneered and asked.
"It's a matter of course that mortals are subordinate to gods. We will all die. The destination after death is far more important than the glory and splendor in life. "
"It's just a deal. I have never thought of worshiping anyone," Marquis Yuke said calmly. "As long as we donate a large sum of money before we die, we can go to most of the God's Kingdoms. The destination after death is not a problem for us at all. "
"How can a place that doesn't suit us be a destination?"
Marquis Yuke sighed. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have let you become a priest …"
"No, I want to thank you! If I didn't believe in my Lord, my life would still be in a state of confusion, "his eldest son said with a smile." Father, you have been lost for too long. It's time to turn back. "
Marquis Yuke shook his head. "Think about it carefully. I will come to see you tomorrow."
He had no intention of continuing to argue with his son. An argument between faith and interests would not have any results.
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