Western Fantasy Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Forrest glanced at Connors with some surprise.

"The Baron is quite a remarkable man."

He shook his head and sighed, "In this dark dungeon, a person can figure out many things."

"Under your command, I'm nothing more than repeating the past of the capital; it's meaningless."

Connors had a toothache.

He was at a loss for words when faced with such a clear-headed person. Theoretically, he himself strongly agreed with Forrest's words, so he couldn't come up with any compelling advice.

At that moment, Megan tugged at Connors's sleeve, stood on tiptoe, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Connors paused for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

He coughed twice, looked at Forrest, and smiled, "What if I offered you a different life? Would you be willing?"

A look of doubt flashed in Forrest's eyes.

Connors smiled but offered no explanation.

"Megan, prepare the carriage; I need to go to school."

The two men, along with Forrest, traveled to the school by carriage.

Although it was called a school, it was actually just a few sheds connected together to form a U-shaped building, which was very rudimentary.

At this moment, the children's class students were sitting in the open space in the middle, and Sachs was giving a speech in front of them.

Upon seeing him arrive, Saches made a gesture as if to stop his sermon and come over.

Connors gave him a look that stopped him and told him to continue.

"This is..." Fores' eyes flickered slightly. The children raised their little faces, their eyes innocent, and each one sat up straight, listening attentively to Sachs's lecture.

He had seen this scene in the capital as well, but the scene there was solemn and serene. It was an academy open to the upper class, and the protagonists were the children of nobles, wealthy merchants, and knights dressed in fine clothes.

But looking at these children dressed in tattered clothes, they were clearly not like that.

Connors, hands behind his back, said calmly, "Since you don't want to live that kind of life anymore, how about coming here to teach and nurture the next generation?"

"If you were to die like this, it would be such a waste of all your skills and knowledge."

Forrest couldn't help but re-examine the baron.

Although he was down on his luck, his vision remained sharp, and he certainly knew the benefits of personally cultivating talent.

But seeing this for the first time in a baron piqued his interest and made him curious about Connors.

As we all know, when one person becomes curious about another, that's the beginning of their descent into infatuation.

"Baron, I need some time to think about it." Forrest admitted that he was somewhat tempted, but his long-standing depression could not be changed overnight.

He still harbors a pessimistic view of the future.

Connors' lips curled slightly as he turned to Megan and instructed her:

"Megan, prepare a guest room for him inside the castle."

"Yes, Lord Connors."

Forrest was somewhat resistant, but seeing the two of them working together so smoothly and making the decision so decisively, he couldn't refuse.

......

Pharmacy.

Vanessa sat on the stool with her legs crossed, looking at the various bottles and jars scattered on the table, her face showing some worry.

She had tried every possible combination in her mind, and in the process, many brilliant ideas came to her, which she considered to be extremely fine wines, but Connors still rejected them.

Inside the room, besides her, there were three other elementary school students who had been transferred from the school for internships, and they were cleaning the used medical equipment.

"Vanessa, are you unhappy?" Nicole came over and asked with concern, wiping the medicine pot with a rag in her hand.

Vanessa sighed and lamented, "Yes, the new type of wine that Connors asked me to research is making no progress. If I wait any longer, my skin will start to sag."

She glanced at the little girl in front of her.

Nicole wiped the pot while blinking her innocent eyes at herself. After getting plenty of nutrition, her little face was rosy.

"Little Nicole is so cute, come here and let me touch her to relieve some stress." Vanessa stepped forward and grabbed Nicole's soft little face, rubbing and squeezing it with both hands.

"Waaaaah~~~" Nicole made unconscious whimpering sounds, her face squeezed into a "囧" shape, like a fish on a cutting board, letting Vanessa do whatever she wanted, but even so, she continued to wipe the pot with her hands.

"Snap—"

Just then, the sound of a glass bottle shattering rang out.

Vanessa and Nicole both froze in place, still in the rubbing and being rubbed position, and slowly turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Another apprentice in the pharmacy looked at the broken glass and spilled liquor on the floor with a terrified expression, completely at a loss.

Vanessa was helpless and was about to say something when a strange fragrance filled the air.

Her expression froze instantly. She hurriedly went to the pool of mixed liquor, and without caring whether it was dirty or not, she dipped her fingertip in it and put it in her mouth.

A rich and mellow flavor bursts in your mouth.

Her eyes gleamed, and she scooped up a little more with her palm and carefully poured it into her mouth.

The rich aroma of grapes slowly spreads in the throat, lingering for a long time. The taste buds are ignited in that instant, as if a purple flame is burning inside the body.

She looked up sharply, staring intently at the apprentice who had smashed the bottle, and asked, "What were the numbers on those two potion bottles?"

The apprentice was filled with unease, his mind still reeling from what had happened, his thoughts still stuck on the idea that he had gotten himself into trouble.

"Tell me the numbers on these two bottles, and I'll consider it an act of redemption," Vanessa said, suppressing her impatience.

The young apprentice finally realized what Vanessa meant. His eyes lit up when he heard her words, and he pondered, "It should be bottles number 29 and 30."

"Clean this place up!"

Vanessa's charming face was filled with excitement. She hurriedly gave an order, then quickly returned to the table, picked up a pen and paper, and began to write.

The pen tip flew across the paper, and for a moment the only sound in the room was the soft scratching of the pen.

The apprentices looked at each other, wondering what was wrong with Vanessa all of a sudden.

After they cleaned up the medical supplies and the glass shards on the ground, Vanessa suddenly stood up, knocking the stool away with a loud scraping sound.

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of several young apprentices.

"Go to the warehouse and get some more grapes. Also, prepare some plums, betel nuts, cloud grass, and mountain stamens for me..." Vanessa took off the hair tie from her wrist and tied her long, flowing hair into a ponytail. Her movements were efficient, and her words were concise.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the three little ones still standing there dumbfounded. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she put her hands on her hips, scolding them playfully:

"Hurry up and go!"

"Yes."

"Yes, ma'am."

"it is good."

The three little ones hurriedly ran out of the pharmacy.

After they left, the room was quiet, and Vanessa's eyes were sparkling.

"This time...this time it will definitely work!"