Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 345 Evander Holt

"Ms. Sera is right. Mr. Ron, you are indeed a good lord who cares about your subordinates. How could you ignore your companions?"

"I'm Ron, who are you two?"

Ron carefully looked at the old and the young, the master and the servant, and saw the details of their attire. They should also be from wealthy families, but not as ostentatious as the Bengtson family, and they did not have obvious decorations on their bodies. The old man had calluses on the palms of his hands, and he must have been a tough guy when he was young; the young man looked harmless, but he smelled of alcohol, and it would not be easy for him to compete with Sera in drinking.

"Evander Holt," the young man shook hands with Ron politely, "This is Uncle Mark. He has served our family for more than forty years. He is like a relative of mine."

"I used to go out to sea with the master's fleet frequently, but now it's useless, so I have to do what I can." Mark noticed that the lord had been looking at his hands. He certainly knew what the other party cared about, so he explained.

"Holt family?" After driving Levi away, Ron also learned a little about the situation in Yungang. At least he knew which three major families there were. "If you took the trouble to get Sera drunk so that I can come and compensate you, forget it. I advise you to leave as soon as possible, otherwise it will be embarrassing for everyone."

"You're kidding. We are not the nouveau riche like the Bengtson family," Evander showed his contempt from the bottom of his heart, which convinced Ron that the two families were indeed not of the same kind. "They were just some short-sighted and crude pirates at the beginning. Although they have landed now, they are still covered in blood."

"We all know what happened to them, but I believe I will never make the same mistake again. After all, I invited you here not to discuss family business, but because I have some personal requests of my own."

Ron swept some of the empty bottles between them and slowly leaned back in his chair: "I'm all ears."

"To be honest, I have not had a good time in Yungang and in my family because I am my father's second to last son. I have never had the honor and hardships that the eldest son deserves. Although I have received a little favor as the youngest son, all of this was soon shattered like bubbles with the birth of my younger brother." Evander tried to pour wine for Ron. After being rejected, he showed a bitter smile and drank the remaining wine in his glass.

"Originally, this wouldn't have been a big deal. After all, I'm still a member of the Holt family. Even if I'm a good eater, I still have to use it to hold golden rice grains. But I was too young, too young at the time," Evander gently stroked the scar on his face, his eyes full of memories. "The Holt family believes in 'the capable take the throne'. Even if the order of seniority is not good, if you have outstanding abilities, you can still inherit the family business. I was so eager to show myself that I ended up losing what I originally had."

"I considered myself a man of both civil and military abilities, so during a conflict with the Bengtson family, I challenged Levi Bengtson, the eldest son of the Bengtson family, to a duel. I was completely defeated and had no chance to fight back. His swift sword left a scar on my face that will never be erased."

"I thought you wanted to keep it yourself," Ron studied Evander's face. "I heard that some people would regard it as a symbol of honor and bravery."

"For someone who has only experienced one duel in his life and lost miserably, this is nothing glorious," the heir of the Holt family sighed, "Levi's sword is called 'Stigma', and the scars caused by it cannot be erased." "These scars are destined to accompany me throughout my failed life. Because of them, I no longer have the right to participate in family affairs - how can a person who can't even save his own face protect the interests of the family from loss?"

"Just when I was suffering from this, I heard the news that you were dreaming of establishing a new territory. Maybe you need manpower. Maybe I can clear my own name?" Evander raised his head and looked at Ron hopefully.

"You want a job with me?" Ron finally understood what he meant. "But what can you do? So far, it seems that the only thing you can do is drink."

"You need to practice your drinking capacity, and the best place to practice is..." Evander smiled, "You must still be lacking personnel for overall coordination and management. Please believe that I, who was born in one of the three major families in Yungang, am capable of coordinating all these relationships and making the entire territory operate more orderly."

"As for external affairs, I can connect the relationship between Yungang and the City-State Alliance, so you don't have to run around anymore," Evander motioned for Mark to take out a stack of plans that had been prepared long ago. "When I couldn't get an audience with you, Mark and I surveyed, planned, and summarized the situation here - please take a look!"

Ron took over the document which was hundreds of pages long. After only reading the first few pages, Ron was convinced that the young man from Yungang had put a lot of effort into it. The whole document was well written, the handwriting was neat, the structure was clear, and the analysis of the current situation of the territory was also very insightful - Evandel did have good abilities in this regard.

"Although Miss Constance is now in charge of administrative affairs for you, I'm sorry to say that as the adopted daughter of a spice merchant, she still lacks sufficient knowledge of how to maintain the operation of the territory. As for you, Mr. Ron, although you can hand over various affairs to those who are good at it, this kind of expert government will certainly not cause any trouble, but the dispersion of power will increase your burden."

Evander secretly observed Ron's expression and said, "If I'm right, you still don't have complete control over the Delusion Land, right? If you take away a large number of people like you did this time, how can the stability of the entire territory be maintained?"

"You need someone like this!"

Evander's words really touched the sore spot of the entire territory. After this conversation in the tavern, Ron quickly made a decision to introduce this nobleman from Yungang to his other companions. However, due to his doubts about Evander's actual level, Ron did not directly push him to a high position. After confirming his ability, he would naturally let him get involved in more affairs.

During this period, the Bengtson family, who also came from Yungang but were extremely troublesome, made another fuss - they claimed that two people were missing from their caravan, a dwarf and a tabby cat man. Levi Bengtson demanded that they be given the power to search. Ron naturally could not agree to such an action that could easily induce various incidents, but he expelled them completely and cleanly.

Anyway, there is at least a large Gobi Desert between Yungang and the delusion land. If the Bengsen family doesn't mind the long journey, they can just go back and forth.

(End of this chapter)