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Ron led his men on a wild run across the wasteland.

They crossed the Blackrock Mountains in just one day. Only when they arrived did Ron finally get a break.

He took out the Agave Elf and touched it with relish.

"My darling!"

"My darling..."

It was truly worth all the effort I put in.

The great elf looks almost identical to the little elf, except that it is twice the size.

Some people's calves are that tall; they're considered chubby babies.

The Agave Elf was lying obediently asleep in the jade box, but Ron touched it and made it frown.

He scratched himself a couple of times and went back to sleep, not waking up.

Ron had his fill of touching her, so he put her away, intending to return to the castle to admire her properly.

The soldiers following behind also slowed their pace.

Although the continuous battles had left them exhausted, they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.

The lord made a fortune, and they also got a share of the spoils.

Everyone's pockets were bulging; even those who earned less could have enough for two years' worth of military expenses.

Regarding losses.

Ron fought many tough battles on his way east into the Greystone Wasteland.

Now that he's back, he only has seven or eight hundred left.

The casualties were about 30%, but that's acceptable, since those who survived were all elite soldiers.

When passing through Blackrock Territory, drop off all of Karl and his people from Blackrock Territory.

Seeing that his heir had returned safely, the old cripple finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After this ordeal, Karl is becoming more and more like a lord.

"It seems it's time to gradually hand over the affairs of the territory to him," the old cripple thought to himself.

Ron was also quite satisfied with Carl, as he wasn't as cunning.

Overall, he's better than the old cripple.

Ron plans to annex all of Blackrock Territory and combine it with his other territories into one.

As for what to do with the original cripple and others, he plans to exchange territories.

Give them the riverbank they conquered on the east side of the Blackrock Mountains, and they won't be at a disadvantage.

He explained the arrangements to the old cripple, who readily agreed.

Here he can only be a dutiful dog, but over there he will be a dog with an owner.

Anyone who dares to bare their teeth at him might find their life even more comfortable.

Upon receiving Ron's instructions, he immediately stated that he would move there that very night.

After dealing with matters in Blackrock Territory, Ron returned to River Reach.

The two territories were adjacent, so we didn't stop this time and went straight to the castle that night.

The first thing Ron did upon returning to his territory was to take stock of the harvest.

On this eastward expedition, I only managed to capture one riverbank territory and another newly developed territory.

The river bend was given to the old cripple, and the newly established territory was of little use; they'll bring the serfs back later.

If the old cripple has a good eye, it wouldn't be unreasonable to give it to him.

In terms of wealth, the two baronies didn't have much; combined, they amounted to no more than ten thousand.

Other miscellaneous gains, including various wages and other expenses, totaled over ten thousand gold coins.

The largest portion is still the Earl's treasury, containing a full 120,000 gold coins, and the value of other treasures and collectibles must be at least 100,000 gold dragons.

This must have been the accumulation of at least two generations of the Earl of Blackrock, all of which Ron has taken.

Although the Allied forces suffered a loss they couldn't speak of, they still made a fortune.

Leaving aside the elf insects, the farm facilities, town castles, and hundreds of thousands of serfs alone would be enough to feed them well.

After organizing our belongings, we now come to the most important reward of this trip: the fairy insects.

There are three main sources.

The first group belongs to the two barons, consisting of six potion worms, ten agricultural worms, and one broad bean agricultural sprite.

It's like a small appetizer.

The second is the cost of hiring Ron in the early stages of the Allied Forces' operations.

Twenty potion-eating insects, twenty agricultural insects, and three little sprites.

These stingy nobles gave away nothing but agricultural elves.

This is far less valuable than the potion sprite.

Third, and most importantly, there is only one Agave Potion Fairy.

But it was Ron's first great elf, and his most important gain on this trip.

Therefore, Ron decided to give her a new name.

Let's call him Little Sword.

Because the leaves of her cordyceps are like long swords, which is very descriptive.

Ron doesn't name the elves much anymore.

We've gained so much lately, and we're still busy fighting.

When we have more time later, we'll have to name them one by one.

Otherwise, these little creatures will feel that you are being biased, and then they will be in a bad mood.

Those big eyes, those delicate expressions, looking at you with a wronged expression.

Which tough guy could stand that?

After taking stock of his spoils, Ron went to the elf room to settle Little Sword and the others.

Several of the Elf Rooms are now in operation.

One reason is that it's just too crowded.

If you think about it, Ron has quite a few elf insects now.

There are nearly three hundred of them.

163 agricultural insects.

105 Magic Potion Sprite Bugs.

There are 13 agricultural sprites, namely:

White Pear Elf, Soybean, Wheat, Rye, Garlic, Beetroot, Pumpkin, Broad Bean, Apple, Tangerine, Peanut, Sesame, Corn Elf.

Five potion sprites are:

Lily Fairy, Clover Fairy, Morning Glory Fairy, Foxtail Grass Fairy, Alfalfa Fairy.

Five Potion Spirits:

Agave Big Fairy Little Sword.

As soon as Little Sword was put into the elf room, Bella flew over immediately.

She felt that her position as the leader was in jeopardy.

The new elves didn't really listen to her, and now an even bigger one has arrived.

Bella felt she wasn't even as tall as other people's legs, and for a moment she felt a little insecure.

"Muttering muttering"

"Muttering..."

Ron, of course, wouldn't forget his old friends when he had new ones.

He always had a soft spot for Bella, just like a boy's first new car.

No matter how many better or more cars come after her, she will always have a place in my heart.

Bella was easy to coax; Ron comforted her for only a short while before she was appeased.

For Bella, no matter how many more little fairies come, as long as Ron's feelings for her remain unchanged, that's enough.

After Ron arranged for Little Sword and the others to stay in another elf room, Little Sword became quite friendly with Ron after forming a contract with him.

He glanced around the room on his own, then turned to Ron and said:

"Excellent, excellent, I am very satisfied. Ron, we get along very well."

"Send me some more underlings; I want to teach them a lesson and make our business bigger and stronger."

Ron was exasperated; ever since this great elf woke up, it had been acting like a tough guy.

He even said he'd help him snatch two girls, and they'd split them equally.

The contrast between her sleeping appearance and her sleeping appearance is striking.

Ron knew that the more the elf insects evolved, the richer their emotions became, and by the time they reached the Great Elf stage, they were no different from a twelve or thirteen-year-old human.

But where did this great elf learn that from?

Fortunately, she still had some sense of loyalty and knew to share one with Ron.

He's a good older brother.

He felt that naming her Little Sword was a bit hasty, so he suggested changing her name to "Overlord Blade".