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Home > Fantasy > Wizarding Immortal > Chapter 150

Chapter 150

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"Is there no more accurate data?"

Standing on the wide flat ground, Adil frowned as he listened to Sid's words.

"This, I'm sorry …"

Looking at the expression on Adil's face, Sid's legs softened, and he immediately half-knelt in front of Adil, "Because there are too many wanderers and ferocious beasts outside the wilderness, the population of those villages is constantly changing, and it is too troublesome to count, so there has never been an accurate count …"

"If you don't count the population, how do you collect taxes?"

Looking at Sid who was half-kneeling in front of him, Adil asked a bit strangely.

"Collect taxes?" Sid was startled for a moment, "Directly collect taxes from the farmland when the crops are ripe."

Hearing this, Adil was a bit speechless, "In a few days, send someone to count the population of the territory for me, I want to know the detailed data."

Standing on the spot, listening to Adil's instructions, Sid's face was covered in cold sweat, and he hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes!"

After talking about these trivial matters, they slowly walked into the manor.

The area of the manor was not very large, but it was not small either, and there were some simple and crude walls around it.

Inside, some servants were farming, and there were also some children among them, making some subtle sounds from time to time.

Overall, Adil was quite satisfied with the environment here.

The reason why he came to this world was to search for some resources unique to this world.

In order to better achieve this goal, it was also necessary to build a stable base in this world and gather some of the natives of this world to serve him.

"But before that, I still need to train some suitable subordinates."

Walking on the stone paved path, looking at the tens of servants kneeling around him, Adil thought to himself.

The strength of the people in this world was too weak, and if they were just some ordinary people, not to mention those freaks, they would not even be able to handle some ordinary mutated monsters. In the end, not only would they not be able to help Adil, but Adil would also have to act as a nanny for these people.

Thinking to this point, walking in the manor, Adil gave his first order as a territory.

In the name of recruiting personal guards, he gathered all the people who were under the age of thirty.

However, to his disappointment, perhaps due to the dangers of this world, even in a noble's manor, there were very few people who met his requirements. Thus, he had no choice but to relax the conditions and allow people under the age of forty to participate in the selection.

This age was already the limit.

The training of the Knights Breathing Technique had its limitations. It had a very high requirement for the practitioner's vitality. The younger one was, the better the effects of training would be.

Once they passed the age of forty, unless they were like Saul, who was stimulated by Adil's violent and precise methods, it was basically impossible for them to achieve any results. It would only be a waste of Adil's time.

After the conditions were set, out of the more than 500 people in the manor, including underage children and women, less than 200 people met the conditions. In the end, there was only one person who had the potential to become a Knight.

"What's your name?"

Adil asked the young man in front of him as he stood on the flat ground.

"Master … My, my name is Syd … Syd …"

Standing in front of Adil was a skinny young man wearing a tattered black cloth hat. His yellowish face made it obvious that he was malnourished. Facing Adil, Sid, and the others, he stammered.

He was wearing a tattered black shirt that was obviously a lot bigger than before. There were many patches on it, and he looked a little nervous.

"You're Syd, right?"

Looking at Syd, Adil suppressed his impatience and said, "From today on, you will be my guard, understand?"

"Yes … yes, I understand." Syd stood in front of Adil and listened to Adil's words. Although he looked nervous, he was also very excited.

"As a reward for becoming my guard, I can cancel your identity as a private slave, and you will be a free citizen from now on."

Looking at his excited face, Adil said, "I will set aside 10 acres of land in the manor as your private land, and all the produce there will belong to you."

"Sid, ask someone to take him away to change his clothes."

Without waiting for him to speak, Adil waved his hand and gestured to Sid who was standing beside him.

Sid nodded at Adil's words and asked the servant beside him to bring Sydem away.

"Lord … Isn't this kind of reward a little too much?"

After Sydem left, Sid couldn't help but speak up. He was obviously dissatisfied with Sydem's reward. "It's an honor for them to be chosen as your guard, Sir. There's no need to reward these lowly peasants."

Just as he finished speaking, an enormous pressure suddenly assaulted him, causing his vision to darken, and he almost couldn't help but faint.

In front of him, Adil glanced at him and used his mind power to create a huge pressure, "Don't worry, there won't be many guards like him."

"Bring me to the other villages to have a look."

He glanced at Sid, who was standing in front of him, and walked forward.

The next day.

Accompanied by a few knights in green leather armor, Adil walked into the distance.

"Master, we're almost at the next village."

After walking on a small path in the wilderness for a few hours, a guard reported to Adil.

At the end of the road, a small village appeared, and there were already some people gathered there.

Due to the fact that they were going to investigate today, Adil had already sent people to these villages to inform them yesterday so that they could be prepared to welcome them.

When they arrived at the village, they saw Adil's figure, and a few people quickly walked up to him.

They were the local guards stationed in the village, and when they saw Adil, they quickly came to greet him.

After casually chatting for a while, Adil walked forward, where there were already some people waiting.

According to what Adil had said yesterday, people below 40 years old had already gathered. At this moment, all of them stood at the side with their heads lowered, not daring to look at Adil.

Most of the people in front of him were dressed in tattered clothes and had skinny bodies, looking malnourished. Very few of them were well-built.

This was because it was too dangerous to survive in the wilderness, and there was not enough meat to eat. Usually, they could only rely on some scarce rations, and it was very difficult to develop a good physique.

Silence stood at the side on his horse and looked at the people before him. Adil frowned, "Only adult men? Where are the children and women? "

Standing next to Adil, the village guard was taken aback when he heard this.

The order he had received was only to select guards, so he had directly excluded the women and children. He did not think too much about it.

Hearing Adil's words, although he was puzzled, he still quickly called out the women and children from the surrounding villages who met the requirements.

Soon, there were over 100 people standing in the center of the village, looking at Adil in the distance with anticipation in their eyes.

"Let's begin."

Looking at the people before him, Adil got off his horse and said to the guard, "Have them come up one by one."

After saying this, he sat on a wooden chair and waited in Silence for the people in front of him to slowly come up.

"Next."

After a while, sitting on the wooden chair and looking at the young man with an expectant expression, Adil spoke expressionlessly.

Disappointment immediately appeared in the young man's eyes. He turned around and walked away. Another tall, middle-aged man walked over.

This was a man with a face full of stubble and wearing a tattered robe. His eyes were somewhat turbid, and he stood in front of Adil with a somewhat numb expression.

Silence looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. In Adil's mind, large amounts of data continuously appeared, creating a detailed image of the human body.

[Analysis complete … target does not meet the requirements …] In his mind, the A.I. Chip's robotic voice sounded.

Hearing the mechanical voice in his mind, Adil's face was expressionless, but he inwardly sighed.

Ever since he advanced to a level 3 acolyte, other than the increase in the ability to accumulate energy, the function of the A.I. Chip that was bound to his soul had also greatly improved. It could already analyze the human body in detail and roughly determine if a person had the aptitude to become a Knight.

Compared to the aptitude to become a Magus, the aptitude to become a Knight was more about the body. Those with the aptitude to become a Knight would have some data on their body that was different from that of ordinary people. This could be detected by the A.I. Chip, and from there, it could roughly determine if they had the aptitude to become a Knight.

However, even so, in these two days, Adil still did not obtain any results.

In this aspect, it had to be said that in the Magus World, there was indeed a reason why bloodlines and families were so important.

Without the bloodline of a Knight or a Magus, although it was still possible for ordinary people to have the aptitude to become a Magus or a Knight, the chances were too low. It was so low that even Adil could not accept it.

In these two days, other than the manor, he had also walked through four villages and seen at least five hundred people. In the end, the only person with the aptitude to become a Knight was Sydem, whom he had discovered earlier.

This probability made Adil speechless.

"It's a pity that there has never been a Knight who has activated a Life Seed in this world, and there are no families with the bloodline of a Knight. I can only slowly search among these commoners."

After examining the last person, Adil stood up and prepared to leave the village.

"Lead the way to the last village."

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