Chapter 119: The Hope of Becoming a Noble
"Wow! No wonder, you've become a Holy Warrior of the Sun God!" Lin Ya had an expression of "so that's how it is", and it seemed that being a Holy Warrior was also a profession with healing abilities.
Seeing the golden glow on Victor's hand, Xiran's mind and body both reacted with a thread of response.
Xī Lǎng had always yearned to become a Solar Sacred Warrior since he was young, and his body also flowed with the blood of a Solar Sacred Warrior, but due to various reasons, he could not become one.
After his devil bloodline awakened, he understood even more that he fundamentally could not become a Sun God Sacred Warrior. This huge contrast and the crazy loss of ideals almost made him collapse. Fortunately, he still hadn't thoroughly given up on himself and carefully maintained his human identity.
In the valley of melons, he was even less psychologically pressured. Whether in his past life or this life, he wasn't a normal human being, so he had no burden playing the role with a hint of demonic blood.
Seeing Victor flaunt the holy light, Xiran's tense face showed a hint of movement, which was his own longing and pain.
Kua's thoughts on Xi Lang, can clearly feel the emotions of those around him, Lin Ya's astonishment, Irene and Marta's admiration, and Ivan Fashi's slight disdain.
Victor paid special attention to Xiran's performance, seeing the cool boy slightly moved, with a look of admiration on his face, and smiled complacently. It seems that Victor is also a young man who relies on others' praise to be happy.
Victor continued: "This mission is very important, just need to get the job done, we can all retire from our adventuring careers!"
Lin Yayang raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh?! Victor, you can eat a messy meal, but you can't speak recklessly! Where is such a good thing? Are you going to be deceived by the nobles again and become a laborer?"
Victor raised an eyebrow, seemingly unbothered, and didn't directly respond to Lin Ya's questioning. Instead, he made a round of the entire tavern, then stood in the middle of the room, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, hello! There's a great deal here, I don't know if you're interested in participating."
The patrons around were some third-rate adventurers who had barely survived their last quest, now drowning their sorrows with a few pitiful silver coins in this rural village's tavern.
A young man boasted that he had a good business, many people sneered at him, and some people with abnormal tendencies laughed and said: "Wow! Are you going to sell yourself in a brothel? Your appearance can actually be sold for a good price!"
Victor didn't care, and continued to speak loudly: "On the edge of the Misty Forest, there is a small town called Heimun, which is a border town of the Kingdom of Sambia. It's also a broken-down little town under the rule of Earl Orlin."
One hundred years ago, the corpse of the god of decay was left in the Dae Folan Valley, causing a great mutation among the creatures of Cosmo Man, and Haemun, which had prospered for a while with the prey and herbs of Cosmo Man, also declined.
By this time, all noise in the tavern had ceased.
It seemed he was telling the truth. The adventurers exchanged a glance with each other and continued listening.
"Even Baron Orlin of Heim has had enough of the town's defense expenditures, and is prepared to grant it as a fiefdom to a hereditary knight who can defend it."
All adventurers' breathing became heavy, if there's no adventure, no risk, and no stimulation, why would they still want to be an adventurer?
Victor's faint smile had already drawn everyone's attention, and he continued: "The key to the problem is not whether we have the ability to defend this small town, but whether we can obtain wealth from the mutated forest. Fortunately, I have found a prescription, with raw materials being the mutated plants at the bottom of Dafu Valley, and the product being treatment potion."
"Oh...the sky..."
"If it's true, then it would be a huge profit..."
"This kid has such good luck..."
The adventurers below all started discussing it.
"And I have already accepted the task and been appointed by Baron Erol as the Defense Officer of Haimun Town, and under the witness of the Sun God's priest, I have signed a contract. If I open up new land, after paying taxes on the new land, it will become my own land." This statement again caused the adventurers to sigh in admiration, this was an extremely generous reward, as long as one had enough ability, they could obtain enough land, although the Kosomans forest wasn't a place for humans to live, at least two or three hereditary baronies' worth of land would be sufficient.
Victor nodded humbly and continued, "But I think this great opportunity should be shared with everyone. So I sincerely invite you all to come to Heimun, join my team, and become a guardian."
"If you just want to earn a stable salary, I can pay you for it. If you want to make a fortune, I can also give it to you. In the end, becoming a manor lord and cultivating your own children into true knights is not impossible!"
"Now, everyone go to various places to recruit adventurers, the more the better. Bring back a small team and you'll be the team leader, bring back a large team and you'll be the commander! Expand enough land and you'll be the manor lord!"
Victor's temptation immediately stirred up many people, and almost all adventurers were discussing this matter enthusiastically. Although it is hard to say whether this thing is reliable or not, a stable life is also a common wish for all experienced adventurers.
Even Victor's own teammates were stirred to hot blood by his speech, especially Irene and Marta, whose eyes showed nothing but thorough worship.
"Also, if there are any business associations willing to sell our therapeutic potion, I am willing to cooperate with everyone in a friendly manner. Please help spread the word that on the night of the full moon next month, we will hold an auction where I will demonstrate the effect of this therapeutic potion on site. The business association with the highest bid will obtain the exclusive right to purchase it for one year."
Victor had been saying this for two or three months now, and every time he arrived at a new place, he would spread the message again, setting a specific time to hold the auction. By now, he had already spread the news in seven or eight adventurer taverns in various towns.
After saying that, Victor ignored the adventurers' discussion and walked to Lin Ya's side, pulled out a chair, sat down beside him, and said with satisfaction: "Lin Ya uncle, how about it? Isn't this a good deal?" Lin Ya replied indifferently: "Dai Folan Valley is not a good place. Even if you become the hereditary lord of that place, you will still be tortured by the foul smell in the mountains."
Victor's face looked a bit off, but he quickly recovered and said, "Well, let's get going then. Who knows, by the time we arrive, the corrupt things might have already buried themselves underground."
Yilian giggled beside him, while others didn't react much.
Lin Ya clapped his hands, whistled at the red-haired waitress Tika, and said: "Cute little girl, give each of my friends a plate of spicy potatoes and buttered potatoes, a large mug of beer, and a roasted rabbit. If they need anything else, as long as it doesn't exceed 10 silver coins, put it on my tab."
After instructing the waitress, Lin Ya turned to Victor and said: "Alright, Little Norman, I'll go pack my things now and head with you guys to our hereditary viscountcy, okay?"
Victor was amused by him and said: "Alright, Mr. Lin Ya, as you wish."
Then Lin Ya and Xi Lang returned to the inn, packed up all their things, brought Xi Lang's mother, back to the tavern where they met with Victor and others, then together drove a horse-drawn carriage, heading towards the town of Heimun next to Daecheon Valley.
More than half a month later, they arrived in a small town filled with an aura of decay.

