The Guild of Bards was very, very poor.
The Guild of Mercenaries, the Guild of Assassins, and the Guild of Rogues might not be filthy rich, but they at least didn't have to worry about food and clothing, not to mention the Association of Mages.
Most unions had the ability to take on jobs, and they had strong combat power, so their members could find jobs at any time, creating taxes and profits for the union.
But the Bards … Sorry, they weren't good at head-on battles, and they weren't as good at support as the Priests. Unless it was absolutely necessary, no mercenaries would hire them for adventures or quests.
Besides, if a bunch of people were fighting a life-and-death battle, and the Bards were singing or playing the piano behind them … Their companions wouldn't be happy even if they won.
The most important thing was that the bards' music had an auxiliary effect … and it worked both ways.
It meant that the enemy could be enhanced too.
That meant that they didn't have a teammate at all.
Only when the Bards reached level five and learned the specialty Precise Push could they designate a target for group enhancement. But the problem was that the Bards couldn't improve at all without participating in battles.
There were few Bards above level five. Even if they were level five, they still weren't as good as the Priests of the same level who could fight, heal, and support.
Therefore, in most cases, they could only sing for drunkards in taverns. In order to earn more money, many Swimming Bards would even sing erotic songs. But even so, a Swimming Bard could only get an average of 50 copper coins as a reward after singing for an entire night.
Sometimes, when there were no customers, or when the customers were too stingy, they couldn't earn any money at all, and the tavern might give them a few copper coins to soothe their throats.
How could the Bards be rich in such an environment? How could the Guild be rich if the professionals were poor?
A poor man's ambition was stunted. This sentence was applicable to most situations and environments. Of course, there were a few people who could rely on their own abilities to stand up from the mud and fight for a place in the world. Of course, there was no need to mention them.
They were too rare to be universal.
Wicky, on the other hand, was obviously not one of them. He was dazzled by the enormous sum of 150 gold coins for three months.
The total income of the Guild of Bards in Hollevin, including the taxes of the branches, was no more than twenty gold coins a year.
After deducting the expenses for the operation of the guild and the salaries of the members, it would be lucky if they had three gold coins a year.
The Tree Shade was indeed a troublesome organization, but it was nothing compared to poverty.
Moreover, it wasn't like they were going to have a direct confrontation. Wicky felt that his bards would be able to do a good job of mocking them by singing.
Wicky was deeply touched by Roland, who believed that the Bards could be of great use. He even considered Roland a bosom friend of the Union.
When the whole world thinks you're trash and there's one person who says you're good, anyone would be touched.
Roland then discussed with Vicky how to blacken the Tree Shade without leaving a trace.
For example, he could have some human Druids appear as neutral, only to end up becoming obstacles for the main characters.
Moreover, they would say some very 'philosophical' things.
For example:
"Trees and beasts are part of nature, but humans are not. Humans are the cancer of this world. ‘
"A human's life can barely be compared to a small tree or a young beast. Naturally, it's benevolent. That's why it allows you to cut down trees and hunt beasts so that you can survive. But in a person's life, how much wood they can cut and how much meat they can eat are all predetermined. If they exceed it, they deserve to die. '
"Nature is always right, and human beings are always despicable."
Wait!
Also, there were many minor conflicts between the main characters who were trying to save human beings and the human Druids who were trying to protect nature.
For example, a village was hit by a storm, and many villagers were trapped in the flood. The main characters were going to cut wood to make rafts to save them, but a human Druid showed up and forbade the main characters from cutting wood. They fought for a couple of days, and the human Druids were defeated. Although they made a lot of rafts in advance, it took a lot of time, and many villagers were killed in the flood.
Or, to save a city, the main characters set a mountain on fire to stop the devils' attack, buying time for the evacuation of the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, and indirectly saving a lot of people.
But when the human Druids learned of it, they hunted the main characters, claiming that they were sinners of nature for destroying nature.
Also, they indirectly cooperated with the devils and almost destroyed the main characters.
Similar incidents were interspersed in various legendary stories and knight stories.
Besides, Roland didn't make them up. There were many similar stories in the intelligence he bought from the Guild of Mercenaries and the Guild of Assassins, except that few people knew about them.
What Roland asked the Guild of Bards to do was to expose those stories to the public.
Wicky promised on the spot that he would take care of everything. Obvious results would be seen in Hollevin in two months, and the results would definitely be great in three months.
Before Roland left, he said, "After the cooperation is successful, the Magic Tower will come to you as soon as possible if we need anything."
"No problem." Holding the bag of gold coins, Wicky patted his chest with the other hand.
After Roland left, he immediately asked his secretary to summon all the powerful people in the Guild and announced the big news in excitement.
"We finally have a big deal!"
Wicky had tears in his eyes at the meeting.
Roland, on the other hand, teleported back to Delpon and continued supervising the logging project.
After days of magic treatment, Vincent had recovered from his wounds. He also joined the safety work in the logging field and the supervision work on the spot.
As for safety, thanks to Andonara, who was a Quasi-Legend, there was no need to worry.
Besides, at night, Christina, who was a great tool, could ensure the safety of the workers stationed near the logging field.
Delpon had never been so lively.
During the day, a large group of people would run out, happily eating white bread and working hard to chop down trees.
In the evening, a large group of people came back, carrying two or three taels of wheat.
One person could not carry a lot of food, but a poor family usually had several people working for them. In this way, not only could they eat their fill for a day, but they could also save a few people in their family a day's worth of rations. Moreover, several people could return about a jin of wheat.
They didn't have to pay much, but they could earn money. The poor people who participated in the work were really satisfied with such a promising life.
As long as they had enough food, they could survive the winter even if the weather was colder.
As for the Magic Tower that organized this project, they were sincerely grateful from the bottom of their hearts.
Roland was only in charge of the general situation. He didn't have a direct impression of the change of the poor people's gratitude. He could only estimate the numerical change, such as the change from Neutral to 20 Friendly.
However, for Andonara, Vincent, and the magic apprentices who often worked on the frontline, they had a concrete feeling.
The workers' emotions towards them had changed from the initial fear to the current awe and even a faint sense of worship. They were not as afraid as they had been when they saw them again.
Most people liked to be looked at in a positive light, so the magic apprentices were even more motivated.
Even Andonara and Vincent felt very comfortable in such an environment.
It took the workers another seven days to cut down the last tree in the forest. A lot of wood was moved aside, and some of the more precious wood was stored in the warehouse of the Magic Tower.
They also harvested a lot of game and a lot of plant-type magic materials.
In the end, Vivian, who was responsible for the statistics, calculated the value of the wood and the magic materials, only to discover, to her surprise, that the wood and the magic materials were already double their total budget.
It meant that not only did they not suffer a loss, but they also made a lot of money.
That was not counting the reputation that they had earned.
Vivian recounted the results in the last meeting of the Magic Tower with an incredulous tone.
Neither Roland nor Vincent were surprised.
Roland simply didn't care about the gains and losses this time. In his opinion, in order to realize his future plans for the organization, necessary expenditures were necessary. He didn't consider making money at all, but now that he had made a profit, he didn't care too much about a hundred gold coins.
Vincent, on the other hand, simply didn't think that it was money … He was a rich kid who had given millions of yuan to Silver Wings casually without asking for anything in return. It was not hard to imagine how much money he had.
Andonara, Christina, and Jerry, on the other hand, had similar expressions as Vivian.
They had never thought that they could make a fortune doing good deeds.
It had completely refreshed their worldview.
Roland patted the table and said, "Next, we'll reclaim the land. Same as before, Andonara and Vincent will be responsible for the safety of the migrant workers and maintaining order. The magic apprentices will still assist them. Vivian and Jerry, you'll investigate with the Black Sand Gang which families are really poor and how many people there are in each family. Make a list, and distribute the reclaimed land according to the number of people. "
They all nodded to show that they got it.
Roland dismissed the meeting. Hardly had he walked out of the meeting room when he heard a guard report that a Priest wanted to meet him.
A Priest?
Roland realized that the reliable Priest that Hawk introduced had finally arrived.
He walked down the Magic Tower with Andonara, only to see a female player standing at the door. She was wearing chain armor, carrying a square shield, and carrying a gigantic hammer. She looked intimidating.
Reliable … Truly reliable.
With one look, one could tell that he was an expert fighter.
Andonara looked at the female player's face and her chest armor, before she nodded slightly.
The female player was plain-looking … which meant that she didn't add any Charm points.
She was like a clear stream of female players, which was very rare.
Roland walked to her and asked, "Are you a friend that Hawk introduced?"
"Yes, I'm a Priest of the Water God Church. I heard that you're in dire need of a strong fighter who can fight and add Mana, so I came here happily."
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