You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 114 Nathan
Roman didn't know how powerful the enhancement effect of sapphire was, or whether Ruto could fully utilize it.

But so far, his performance has given me a lot of confidence.

With Ruto here, he can extricate himself.

He has a lot to do.

By this time, the second batch of slaves that Scarface had brought had also recovered.

After returning to Origin Manor, Roman began his fourth recruitment drive.

As the population of Sig Town grows, he will select promising talents from the pool of recruits.

He increased the number of recruitment attempts to 50.

The recruitment results were less than ideal.

I did 50 draws and only got one three-star apostle; the rest were either two-star or one-star.

……

Samsung Nathan (can be given an apostle codename)
Attack: D-, Defense: E+, Speed: E-, Constitution: D-, Energy: E+
Talent: Brute Force – as strong as an ox

First skill: Weightlifting - Increases strength

Second skill: Roar - Deep and resonant voice

……

This recruitment also made Roman realize the rarity of high-star apostles.

One-star apostles are the norm.

Two-star apostles are rare.

Three-star apostles are quite rare.

Currently, he only has two four-star apostles, seven three-star apostles, and twenty or thirty two-star apostles, with the rest being one-star apostles.

Let's leave aside Kao and Aaron for now.

Those Samsung apostles all possessed extraordinary abilities.

But among the thousands of people in Sig, they cannot be considered the absolute best.

If these people had their own life circumstances from childhood, most of them would certainly not have done as well as them, but a few would have been more outstanding.

They just don't have the platform.

For example, Jimmy's greatest strength since childhood was his excellent memory, but who would care about a widow's skinny son?
Will he be able to demonstrate his talent and ability in the future?
It's impossible to think about it.

They will only become just another ordinary person.

Roman dared not assume that star ratings were equivalent to the potential of an apostle.

But he dared not say that Jimmy, who grew up in poverty, always had the potential to be a three-star.

Living a normal life is a luxury; many people struggle on the brink of starvation, and even the slightest disturbance can lead to the destruction of their families and the loss of their lives.

Even a high-potential apostle can lose his potential due to various life difficulties.

Roman couldn't do anything about it.

Therefore, he is eager to destroy this era as soon as possible so that he can discover more talents.

But this result after 50 draws left Roman somewhat disheartened and with a terrible premonition.

……

Roman summoned Nathan.

This was a tall, burly man, easily two meters tall.

The thick, strong flesh around his neck seemed to be stuck to his chin, and his slightly hunched back resembled a mountain range. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he had a broad back and a thick waist; he was a man of great strength and power.

Upon meeting Nathan for the first time, Roman knew where his D- physique came from, which could be considered a rare talent.

To put it bluntly, if Tyson and Tyson were to exchange wild punches, the former would have a very high probability of losing.

If Nathan were younger, his potential would be much greater than it is now.

However, he is now just an old farmer, his body bearing the marks of farming.

He had been to the battlefield, but he wasn't a qualified soldier. He lacked that fierce and savage temperament; all he possessed was silence and restraint. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to come to Sig Town—those pirates were ruthless and would strangle anyone who showed any sign of resistance.

"Where are you from?" Roman would always ask the apostles he was interested in about their identities.

If he doesn't know someone's background, he can't entrust them with his trust.

“Manger village in Thaler County, sir.” Nathan bowed his head.

His long, messy brown hair curled naturally, covering most of his face, giving him a wild and fierce look.

Roman had never heard of this place; it was probably unknown.

"Where is it?" "It's about two or three hundred miles from the Arctic Ocean."

He frowned immediately. "The pirates have plundered your territory?"

"Not yet. They launched a large-scale landing, and the plea for help from Gangcheng reached Tale County, so we went to support Gangcheng. Then we were ambushed en route, and our troops were scattered..."

Nathan’s tone was gloomy, his aura was low, and his long hair was disheveled, giving him an extremely decadent feeling.

After the group was scattered, he fled immediately, encountering five or six pirates who emerged from the forest along the way.

He originally intended to kill them all and then escape back to Thales County.

But more and more pirates emerged from the dense forest, numbering more than a dozen in the blink of an eye. He couldn't kill them all by himself, so he had to lay down his weapon.

Seeing his cooperation, the pirates did not make things difficult for him.

They came to rob on land, not to indiscriminately kill innocent people.

Of course, there might be some bloodthirsty pirates, but such pirates usually don't live long—you kill prisoners too? These things can be exchanged for ransom, or sold off if necessary. They're not your slaves, so why kill them?

Nathan was bound hand and foot and enslaved, eventually arriving in the town of Sig.

His hair was disheveled, and he suddenly became agitated, striding quickly towards Roman. "Sir, please set me free! I have a wife and children at home. I beg you, please have mercy! They really can't leave me..."

His footsteps were heavy and imposing.

This stems from his unusual physique.

When others have to crane their necks to see the latter's chin, and the neck flesh that seems glued to the chin, everyone will be afraid; it's a genetic instinct.

Roman looked quietly at the slave who rushed in front of him; he was neither surprised nor angry.

"Letting you go would only lead to repeating the same mistakes. You know perfectly well that the pirates are launching a large-scale landing, which means they will soon be able to invade the mainland. What will you use to protect them then? Do you want to become a slave along with them?"

Seeing that Nathan remained silent, Roman sighed and said, "Sigh, kneel down and talk."

Nathan obediently knelt down, his gaze level with Roman's when he was sitting.

"How old are your children?"

"You're three years old, adult."

"Is she cute?"

"He is my treasure."

"What if someone wants to hurt him? What if they chop him to death with an axe right in front of you? You don't want to see that happen, but what if it does?"

Nathan was not good with words; his only wish was for freedom. The thought of that scene made him tremble, and he stammered, "I'll kill them beforehand..."

"You can't do it. You are just lambs. No matter how strong a lamb is, it's still just a lamb. You crave a stable life, but things often don't go as planned."

Roman gave a soft snort.

"Do you have any special skills?"

"I'm good at plowing, I can pull the plow, I can do it all by myself."

That's incredible strength!

Roman realized that Nathan did not have the potential to fight for him wholeheartedly and die on the battlefield.

He has a family.

That kind of environment prevented Nathan from risking his life.

Roman wasn't disappointed. It would be abnormal to expect everyone to be barefoot, and it was a good thing for him that his subordinates had happy families.

"I'll give you your freedom, but on conditions!"

Nathan listened attentively.

“I won’t let you farm; you’ll be galloping across the battlefield. You’ll have to join my army, and once you kill 50, no, 30 people, I’ll set you free. If you come back and bring your family here, I’ll make you my personal guard.”

Nathan listened, then remained silent for a moment, his voice slightly hoarse. "How long will it take?"

"If you perform well, you can leave next year."

Nathan felt he could accept this condition, exchanging a year for his freedom.

Even if it means losing dozens more lives, it's worth it.

"But I need to remind you that the training is tough and brutal, so don't treat him like an ordinary militiaman."

"I understand, sir. I will hold on to the end," Nathan said silently to himself. For my family...

Roman nodded slightly.

These simple, honest, and physically strong farmers often become the best recruits.

(End of this chapter)