Western Fantasy Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Sylvia glanced at him expressionlessly, sighed helplessly, and then turned to Vali and began to attack.

"800 gold coins".

"Cough cough cough..." Vali choked on his drink after Sylvia's bargaining and looked at her in surprise.

He deliberately set the price so high to give them room to bargain, but Sylvia's move hit a nerve.

Vali's face was grim as he quickly weighed the pros and cons and the costs in his mind. After a long while, he said with some reluctance, "Since Lady Sylvia has spoken, I will give you face."

Connors was shocked. There was actually a profit to be made?

After agreeing on the price, the two returned to the carriage and instructed the driver to go to Lion's Castle to retrieve 800 gold coins from Sylvia's private vault.

While waiting, Sylvia coldly asked, "I've already paid you. Now it's your turn."

Connors thought for a moment and said, "It's better to ease the situation than to block it. The demand will always be there; you can't completely cut it off."

"Why not try to recruit some of the slave traders to our side and then suppress other merchants who come to Greatwall City to sell slaves?"

"This will not only destroy the trust among slave traders in Great Wall City, but also allow us to keep a close eye on the slave trade in Great Wall City. Why not do it?"

Sylvia hesitated. Cooperating with slave traders was a direction she had never considered, but it would affect her reputation among the nobles.

Although nobles patronize slave traders, they outwardly condemn them and wish to stay far away from them. Everyone tacitly avoids revealing the truth, a typical case of saying one thing but meaning another.

Connors glanced at her and scoffed, "What, is that all the awareness you have, Sister Sylvia?"

Sylvia shook her head, not denying his words: "I need some time to think."

After that, the two fell silent until the coachman returned with the gold coins, at which point they returned to the underground corridor.

Connors tossed the heavy bag to Vali, a half-smile on his face: "Count them. These are all very fine gold coins. You've struck it rich."

Vali weighed it in his hand, chuckled dryly, and quickly waved his hand: "No way, Lord Connors, I didn't even make any money, I just recouped a few hundred million of my costs."

Connors remained noncommittal, then put his arm around Vali's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Don't rush to move on after the business is done. Sylvia might come looking for you again soon; there's going to be a big deal. If all goes well, Lion Keep might become your backer in the future."

Vali's eyes widened instantly as he looked at Connors in disbelief, but he quickly calmed down, his expression shifting between light and dark.

Connors chuckled, patted him on the shoulder, picked up the box containing the slave data from the ground, and left with Sylvia.

Before leaving, he left a message: "We'll send someone to load the truck here later."

On the carriage back to Lion's Lair, Sylvia glanced at him: "Are you so sure I'll go to him?"

Sylvia is an Earth Knight, and she heard their whispered conversation perfectly clearly, as if it were playing it on loudspeaker.

Connors paused, then asked, "You heard that?"

Sylvia said calmly, "You underestimate the Earth Knight's hearing."

"Are the Earth Knights really that terrifying? Next time I'll write them a note..." Connors shrugged: "I'm not sure, but given your personality, you won't give up on the slave trade easily. I'm just going with the flow."

"Even if you don't go after him, taking down the biggest slave trader in Giantwall City will create a void in the market in the short term. Whether you cooperate or not, the outcome won't be bad."

Sylvia asked, "How can you be sure he'll stay there?"

Connors chuckled: "Human nature is driven by self-interest. With such a powerful backer as Lion Keep, I don't believe he would willingly give up the opportunity to fight for it."

Sylvia stared at his face for a long time, then suddenly said with some emotion, "Are you really still my nineteenth brother? I almost didn't recognize you."

Connors instantly became wary and chuckled, "Sister Sylvia is really joking."

"Any plans to come back?" Sylvia asked. "I can plead with your father on your behalf."

Connors shook his head. "No need. I'm perfectly content in my own little corner of the world."

Just kidding, how could I possibly become a king or general when I come back? "Are you born with a special destiny?"

......

At dawn, the morning sun shone on the earth, and the city of Giant Wall welcomed the first rays of sunlight.

A long procession of carriages was parked on the wide road in front of Lion's Castle.

Except for the one at the very front, the rest of the carriages were carrying goods, all of which were covered with black cloth, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Eight well-equipped knights had been waiting for a long time at the front and rear of the group.

"Let's go!" At that moment, a shout came from ahead, and the convoy set off in a grand procession.

At this moment, Connors was catching up on sleep in the lead carriage. As an ordinary person, he couldn't stay up all night and still be full of energy the next day.

Most of the residents of Giantwall City were still asleep at this time, so the caravan moved without hindrance and soon arrived at the city gate.

The guards at the city gate had received orders from Lion's Keep in advance. Upon seeing the convoy appear at the street corner, they quickly opened the city gate, lowered the drawbridge, and watched the convoy slowly drive through the gate.

The process was smooth and unimpeded, without any checks or obstructions.

......

Lion Castle, study.

Duke Theodore stood with his hands behind his back in front of the huge French windows. His gaze passed through the windows, across vast stretches of the city, and clearly took in the carriage caravans that were entering the gates and leaving the Great Wall City, more than ten miles away.

At that moment, the study door, which faced the bronze desk behind her, was pushed open, and Sylvia, dressed in an elegant black dress and a matching dragon-scale patterned cloak, gracefully walked in.

"Father, my nineteenth brother has already left."

Theodore, with his back to her, gave a soft "hmm".

"Before my nineteenth brother left, he asked me to report something to you." Sylvia lowered her eyelids and crossed her hands over her lower abdomen, maintaining the elegance and etiquette of a nobleman.

"explain."

The Grand Duke's deep voice echoed in the spacious yet narrow study, revealing no particular emotion.

Sylvia said:

"It's about Miss Talia, he said..."

......

After leaving Giantwall City, the caravan traveled south, practically traveling through the night.

Even so, it still took a full half month to reach Lily Town, with almost no time spent there.

Lily Castle, Central Training Ground.

"Tap tap tap tap..."

At this moment, Vivian and Bell were locked in fierce combat. Neither of them displayed any chivalry, using their swords, fists, and even the dust on the ground to their advantage, as they fought each other with all their might.

Bell gritted his teeth, drenched in sweat, and kept swinging his training sword at Vivian.

Compared to a month ago, Vivian has now begun to put pressure on him.

She moves quickly and reacts nimbly. Despite being just a 12-year-old kid, her attacks are surprisingly powerful. If you let your guard down even slightly, she will seize the opportunity.

Left with no other choice, Bell launched a frenzied attack on her, completely overwhelming her and using frequent attacks to reduce her time to think, leaving her unable to defend herself.

However, this method is extremely physically demanding, and he is already finding it difficult to keep up.

Julian and several knights' squires were watching from the sidelines of the training ground.

Owen clicked his tongue and said, "Vivian is getting stronger and stronger. She's only 12 years old and she's already at the level of a knight's squire. I wonder how strong she'll be in the future."

Aaron sighed, "It's just that the feeling of watching someone be surpassed is awful."

Calvin, standing to the side, did not participate in the discussion between the two, but watched the two figures on the training field in silence.

After watching for a while, he quietly walked to the side, picked up a wooden training sword, and began to swing it meticulously, but his posture was more standard and his expression more serious than usual.

The two were already used to it.

Julian watched the two on the field with his arms crossed, when suddenly his ears twitched and he looked towards the direction outside the castle.

Vivian on the field suddenly jumped to create distance and stopped moving. She wrinkled her nose and suddenly smelled a familiar scent.

"You guys continue training, I'm going to check on things outside," Julian instructed, making to leave. Vivian suddenly jumped over, her big eyes sparkling.

"Mr. Julian, I'm going too. It's possible that Lord Connors is back; I just smelled his scent."

Julian paused for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Watching them leave, the knights and squires present looked at each other, bewildered.

......

At this moment, dozens of carriages were piled up in front of the castle, and Connors slowly got out of one of them.

"Lord Connors!"

He had just come downstairs when he heard a shout from the doorway. A petite figure pounced over and clung to him like a koala, a long, slender white tail instinctively wrapped around her waist.

Vivian buried her head in Connors's arms, rubbing her cheek against him and greedily inhaling his scent.

"Lord Connors, it's been so long since you left. Vivian misses you so much."

Connors smiled slightly and stroked her white fur.

Sure enough, I feel a sense of belonging here.

A towering figure emerged from the shadows of the doorway, and Julian said with a smile:

"Lord Connors, welcome home."