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Chapter 160

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The sun rose in the east.

Dosen, who was chained, had been pulling the chain back and forth, waiting for Liszt to take it for a walk.

At the dining table in the castle, Liszt was reading Glanny Truth's book collection while enjoying breakfast. Breakfast was as sumptuous as ever, but he focused on tasting the milk.

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, or if he really tasted it, but the originally tasty milk now tasted of extraordinary quality.

As expected of a dragon type cow!

"Mr. Carter, let someone inform Consultant Gort to come to the castle at nine o 'clock."

"Yes, Master."

"By the way, tell Mrs. Morrison that from now on, I will drink two glasses of milk every morning and two cups of milk tea at night."

"As you wish."

After drinking the milk in one gulp, Carter took the cup and went to find Mrs. Morrison to make a new cup. Liszt closed the "Sixteen Tips to Improve Fireball" book, leaned back in the chair, and planned his thoughts.

Enter the elite sequence.

It was difficult to improve his battle energy by eating meat and drinking milk.

At this time, he needed the help of magic potions to expand the body's ability to produce battle energy, so as to continuously increase his total battle energy. Until the body reached the critical point of the total battle energy storage, he would kick the door open, and the energy change would cause a qualitative change, thus breaking through.

"From today onwards, I will be a medicine pot."

Liszt didn't know how the Sky Knight broke through to become a Dragon Knight, but he knew very well how the Earth Knight broke through to become a Sky Knight. His father was a Sky Knight, and his experience of breaking through was naturally passed on to his sons and daughters without reservation.

Simply put, it was potions!

"The Black Tulip from the first three years has to be handed over to Levis to deal with, it's not easy to get. But the Flame Mushroom, I can keep it and enjoy it. The Flame Mushroom has fire magic and is an excellent magic material for making fire battle energy. "He thought of Glanny." Glanny is proficient in fire magic, I can ask him to make magic potions. "

Magic potions referred to plant magic potions.

It also referred to finished magic potions.

Most plant magic potions had chaotic attributes and had auxiliary effects on various attributes of battle energy. A few plant magic potions, such as the Flame Mushroom, had obvious attributes and could be made into targeted magic potions. The improvement effect was better than the chaotic magic potion.

One was general, and the other was specialized, the value was not easy to compare.

It was not easy to compare. But for Liszt, the magic potion made by the Flame Mushroom was the most suitable.

Otherwise, a simple magic potion that did not obey the power of the nobles would have been crushed by the Knight.

Otherwise, pure mages who refused to obey the nobles' authority would have long been crushed by knights.

In this world, be it in terms of quantity or strength, knights had the absolute advantage. Magic Shooters were known to be on the same level as Dragon Knights. They stood at the pinnacle of power and could fight a dragon one-on-one, but they were definitely not a match for a Dragon Knight. The cooperation between the dragon and the knight was not as simple as one plus one, but a qualitative leap.

That was why the Knight was the mainstream, and the Magician was the non-mainstream.

As his thoughts drifted away, Liszt promptly pulled himself back and continued to ponder: "Although Glanny is a bit stubborn and has a relatively low IQ, but he is still in the category of a normal person. Perhaps, I can strive for him to settle down in the Flower Town … He likes Coral City. It should be because there are brothels in Coral City. I can find him a wife."

Sorcerers were all single. In order to pursue the truth, they gave up the restraints of the secular world.

However, Mages were also human beings. Solving problems with their own hands was far less attractive than discussing problems with each other.

"No matter what, I still have to earn money. Only by earning money can I buy more magic potions." He was a little regretful that he had given Levis his share of the Black Tulip for the first three years. At that time, he felt that it would take at least three years before he could reach the bottleneck of qi.

Otherwise, if he could produce and sell the potions himself, he would be able to save another sum of money.

There were too many ways to spend money. When this batch of World of Warcraft meat was finished, he would have to buy World of Warcraft meat from outside if he wanted to maintain his cultivation speed. This would be a huge expense.

The cost of magic potions and World of Warcraft meat would be difficult for the lord of an ordinary town to support.

Liszt, who had a seafood business, could not guarantee that he could support it. There was no way to save money. He could only think more about how to generate income.

Workshops had to be built in large numbers and strive to build Flower Town into an agricultural processing center.

Black Horse Island also had to be conquered as soon as possible. The sale of Blackdragon Horse could definitely be exchanged for a lot of gold coins.

At the same time, he had to speed up the construction of the Knight squad. Without a Knight to guard the territory, it was not a healthy state.

"Fortunately, there are dragon cows, which provide me with rich nutrition and relieve the food pressure." A few cups of dragon cow's milk every day could at least match the nutritional intake of World of Warcraft meat.

Of course.

The premise was that there were really dragon cows.

… …

After walking the dog.

Gort had already arrived at the castle.

There was no doubt that he had received the task of rectifying the dairy farm assigned by Liszt. He was already accustomed to Liszt's irregular actions from time to time.

"As you wish, the dairy farm's cows will enjoy the same treatment as your Blackdragon!"

Liszt sent Gort away.

Liszt rode straight to the wheat settlement with his retainers. He wanted to inspect the progress of Glanny and Brad's work and urge them to complete the task as soon as possible.

The twelve retainer Knight whistled behind him with an imposing manner.

After the logging team flattened the Thorns Ridge, Markus and the retainer Knight's task was over. The retainer Knight returned to Liszt's side to guard the lord. As for Markus, he also had a new task. He was arranged by Liszt to train the children brought by the serfs.

At present, there were a total of 354 children between the ages of three and ten among the local and purchased serfs in the Flower Town.

Markus needed to divide them into several groups according to gender, age, physique, intelligence quotient, and other aspects. When the time came, Liszt would arrange for suitable instructors to train the children. In order for the future loyal retainers to become Earth Knights, he had to start from the children.

"Sir Lord!"

The patrolmen guarding outside Glanny and Brad's house immediately saluted when they saw Liszt.

Magic Apprentice Charlie opened the door, stuck his head out, and instinctively shrunk back: "Sir Baron, do, do you want to come in?" The original Charlie did not understand manners. But now, Charlie was in awe of Liszt. The reason was very simple. Liszt used Dosen to scare him, making him wet his pants.

Since then, when Charlie met Liszt, he did not dare to be impolite.

"Is your teacher working?"

"Yes, the teacher is making the second crystal lamp."

Liszt entered the house and quickly saw the busy Glanny and Brad. Brad had already started carving the fifth crystal, while Glanny had just finished a lamp.

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