Lord: Starting from the Pit-Dwelling Courtyard

Chapter 156 Losing Money

At first, no one paid attention, but when the light appeared and lasted for a full eighteen seconds, Sanlier subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Leonardo da Vinci and Doron looked shocked.

Another legendary knight in the making.

Ron looked at the little girl with burning eyes.

Although Matic had also undergone talent testing, it was only recorded and not explicitly explained to him at the time, but it could be seen from the tests of other members of his tribe.

The longer the talent's glow lasts, the better the talent. His own talent glow only lasted 10 seconds back then.

Nash took a half step back, clutching his father's clothes, because Ron was staring at him. He didn't know why the lord was looking at him like that.

Ron forced a kind smile: "Good talent. I was just about to take on another student, little radish, would you like to become my apprentice?"

However, in the eyes of Leonardo da Vinci and Sanlier, it was truly terrifying.

Nash was so frightened that he hid behind old Patton.

Longbottom frowned at Ron.

"You yourself are a knight's apprentice, what qualifications do you have to take on disciples?"

Upon hearing this, Leonardo da Vinci almost burst out laughing, but after seeing Ron's gloomy gaze, he quickly turned his head away.

The way her shoulders were shaking showed how hard she was crying.

Ron said coldly, "If you don't want to, then get lost!"

Duolong's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say a few words of advice. This child is truly talented and deserves their special attention and training.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Matic coughed and said, "Although the lord's cultivation level is low, his main profession is a building mage, which does not affect his ability to instruct knight apprentices at all."

Mattich gave Ron face and forced himself to say a couple of compliments.

Hearing Matic say that, Patton's attitude softened considerably.

"I teach you how to cultivate, not how to fight for you," Ron said irritably. "Just like a chef isn't necessarily stronger than a diner, but he knows how to cook well."

Old Patton asked, "Your Excellency, what do we need to give in exchange for taking my grandson as an apprentice?"

As for whether his grandson will become a Wild Knight in the future, he is not worried at all. There are two Earth Knights here, so there is no need to worry about this.

"This little radish is not bad. He can be my student. The territory will grant him knightly treatment until he is fifteen years old. If he cannot become a formal knight before he is fifteen, I will return him to you. As for the house exchange, we will exchange houses of the same size. I will also allocate another fifty-square-meter house to this little radish."

Nash was a little annoyed by being called "Little Radish" repeatedly, so he poked his head out and said, "My name is Nash Patton, not Little Radish."

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Ron nodded in response, "Okay, little radish!"

Old Patton and Lombardo looked at each other, thinking the offer was too good to be true.

Boom!

The wooden gate surrounding the building was suddenly broken.

Matic quickly assumed a fighting stance, while Leonardo da Vinci swiftly shielded Ron behind him.

Best looked at Ron, his face terribly grim.

"Ron Ashwood!"

"You've got the wrong person. My name is Ron Adler!" Ron said without batting an eye.

Matic clearly saw the knightly insignia on the group of people who had just arrived.

"The Knights of the Judicial Review!"

When Declan saw Ron, his body stiffened for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly contracted and dilated as if something had ignited them from within.

"Ron Ashwood!" His voice was hoarse, as if squeezed out of his throat.

The next moment, he had already pounced.

The Sky Knight unleashed his full power, and before Matic could even react, he felt a gust of wind sweep past him.

"Oops!"

Just as Matic had this idea in mind, he saw Declan fly back.

Crackle!

The wall of the shop across the street was directly knocked down.

"That's it!" Ron shook his hand and shot the mage's hand musket at Declan.

"How dare you!" Best suddenly turned to the side and punched the gun barrel, trying to smash it to pieces.

Unfortunately, the homemade gun was too powerful, and Best only managed to deflect the gun tip off course, losing his aim.

However, it still landed two meters to Declan's right. Seeing the dummy gun almost embedded in the wall, Declan turned pale with fright.

Best glanced at his fist with a serious expression. Although he hadn't unleashed his full power with that punch, it was still at the peak level of a Sky Knight, yet it couldn't shatter the earthen spear.

This demonstrates the degree of compactness of the clay gun.

Best stared intently at Ron and said, "Truly a remnant of the Ashwood family!"

Ron said calmly, "I have no idea what you're talking about. This is Gorubak Castle, the territory of the Border Lords. Is it really appropriate for your Imperial Guard to be so arrogant?"

Meanwhile, four homemade guns were gathered behind him.

"Vice-Commander Best, do you remember the contract you just signed with the Earl?"

An untimely voice rang out.

Best's face froze instantly; he never expected the Rose Knights to arrive so quickly.

"Vice Commander Caroline, you're still as beautiful as ever!"

Caroline gave Best no friendly look: "That's my business, Your Excellency. Have you forgotten what a contract is?"

Best shook his head: "Of course I haven't forgotten. I was just visiting an old friend, and I got a little too emotional. I'm very sorry!"

Best had Declan lifted up, ready to leave.

Ron hurriedly shouted, "Your Excellency Caroline, I don't know these people. They came here and started smashing and looting my property. This is disrupting the fair and safe business order of Gorubakburg. If we let them go like this, who will dare to do business in Gorubakburg in the future?"

Best and Caroline's lips twitched simultaneously upon hearing Ron's words.

This guy seems to thrive on chaos and wants them to fight each other.

Best's face darkened, but he managed a forced smile: "Lord Ron, my men were too rough just now. I will compensate for the damaged door and wooden planks. We absolutely cannot ruin the business atmosphere of Gorubakburg."

Ron glanced in Caroline's direction. Caroline didn't look back at him, but the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she was holding back something.

Ron nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to the pieces of wood on the ground and began to count them.

"One, two, three, four—"

As Ron was about to count to fifty, Best roared, "Ron, don't go too far! There aren't even fifty doors and windows here, so where did you get fifty doors from?"

Ron replied matter-of-factly, "There aren't any here, but I'm going to build another dozen or so floors, with six apartments per floor. Fifty is still not enough. There are also room doors, so I only bought fifty doors today. I'll make up the rest later."

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Leonardo da Vinci seized the opportunity to add, "My lord, your custom-made windows have also been vandalized by them."

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Caroline almost burst out laughing, but after coughing, she said with a straight face, "Destruction should be compensated, don't you think, Vice Commander Best?"