Chapter 140 The Beauty I Want to Take Immediately
Lord Lind, who roams around the territory like a boss, has attracted the attention of many undead. His fierce and powerful image may appear in the enemy camp.

Many undead people inevitably had similar thoughts.

That is, why is the village chief of the novice village in Star Dragon Outpost so fierce and completely different from the village chiefs in other areas?

After a not-so-intense discussion, all the undead finally came to a unanimous conclusion: he is their biological son.

Lind, who was called the official son by the undead people, had returned to the lookout tower in his old territory and received some pretty good news.

They have successfully established contact with the mining forces north of the Crossroads of Faith.

"The leader of the miners is called Ge Nan. He has a group of miners who seem to have drunk the blood of mad wolves. They are mining day and night. They do have a lot of ore."

"What about the deal?"

"Ge Nan doesn't trust us. He said he only trusts the head of Haigang Village."

Another friendly NPC forcibly bound by the authorities?

Although from the perspective of the immortals, it feels good to have people who trust you unconditionally, but for me this feeling is undoubtedly terrible. Many resources will not be open to me because of my identity and position.

"Wait until I go there myself."

There are too many things waiting for him to be busy.

But mineral resources are of utmost importance. Failure to produce independently will make him subject to the control of others. Whether it is producing linked trinkets specifically for earning player points, or repairing weapons, infrastructure, etc., resources are indispensable.

He became more eager to return to Goliath. As a mountainous country, Goliath was rich in mineral resources, but most of the resources were not within its own territory.

When we found Miss Brittany, she was grinding medicine, which was completely different from Miss Micko's method of boiling medicine.

Lind admired her figure.

The woman with a veil on her face revealing a pair of big eyes twisted her body as flexibly as a dancer and spun between the medicine mortars.

Until she poured the potion with lavender smoke into the strange porous bottle.

Unlike glass bottles that must be sealed for potions, Miss Brittany's bottle was full of holes. As she shook her wrist slightly, wisps of barely detectable lavender mist diffused out.

"New spices?" Lind asked when he saw her stop.

"I only know how to make one spice," Brittany handed the vial to Lind and said, "but I use it in different ways."

Unlike Miss Miko's mastery of moon enhancement magic and various potion recipes, she can only make potion spices that can make people hallucinate, but what kind of effect the spices can produce is up to her as a perfumer to decide.

"It can drive people crazy, and it can also make people scared. It's just different from what you said." Linde frowned and twitched his nose slightly. "What kind of spice did you mix this time?"

"A melodious song?"

"I think I heard it, but the singing was average."

Lind raised his hand to clean his ear, then put the spice down. He was the lord and the service provider. If he wanted to sell props to the undead, he had to strictly control the quality.

Miss Brittany didn't say anything about his unkind comments. It was just a small work of hers.

This time, Linde came to see Miss Brittany to discuss putting the potion on the shelves. Miss Brittany obviously did not have Micko's hard-working spirit and her efficiency was too low.

Spices that can affect the enemy's vision and create illusions can play a big role in combat, and the undead have good feedback on them. The only problem is that they are too slow to produce.

Linde does not need hunger marketing. He wishes there was an unlimited supply of consumables. Undead people can waste as much as they like. The more they spend, the better.

"Have you ever considered teaching more people?" Lind's eyes fell on Brittany's veil, then moved up to look at her eyes, which were completely different from those of the people of the Land Kingdom.

Bright eyes, big double eyelids, and a red dot between the eyebrows.

Intrigue and seduction.

However, there is no ambiguous atmosphere between the two parties. Their relationship is just that of a lord and a captured perfumer. If someone defeats Lind, Brittany can go over to him without any psychological burden.

In contrast, Lind was confident that if he needed her, the rabbit would definitely stand by his side with a small dagger in her hand. The only price he would have to pay would probably be to hand over all the potion materials to her.

She was supposed to make the potion anyway, so it was worthless. "Only the believers of the moon..."

It starts with a familiar reason for rejection.

"You can ask those spell wizards to help you prepare the materials." Lind felt that he still had to remind the other party to remember to use the tools.

"They can be found for dangerous, potentially lethal, or single repetitive cases."

You don’t have to accept disciples, but you must speed up your efficiency.

Brittany stared at Lind with her sparkling eyes, and her red lips covered by the veil moved slightly: "Yes, I will."

Linde's eyes once again stopped on the other person's veil.

He wondered if she would have to marry whoever took off her veil and saw her face.

If there really was such a ridiculous setting, he would definitely agree with it and then reach out and tear off her veil right now.

"You seem to be thinking about something rude?" Brittany looked directly at Lind.

As she spoke, she reached out and took off her veil, revealing an exquisite queen-like face that perfectly matched the upper half of her face.

"How is it?" Her lips were slightly plump and rosy, and her mouth was a little pouty when she spoke, making people want to bite them.

When she wears a veil, she looks like a top beauty, but when she takes off the veil, she turns into a beautiful snake.

"Beautiful!" Lind did not shy away from praising her directly, "It is the kind of beauty that I want to possess immediately after seeing it!"

He began to understand why she wore a veil. Brittany's face was hooked, especially her mouth and eyes, which looked like they were trying to suck out a person's soul.

Brittany put on her veil again, and there was a rare hint of helplessness in her voice: "You are really honest."

"I will work hard to get what I want, but I will never lie when faced with something I want. That is an insult to my inner desire." Lind has hovered between life and death countless times. Although his thoughts have not been assimilated by ugly bad qualities, most of the time he chooses to be straightforward.

Wanting means wanting.

"Well, I have something else to do." Linde seemed to have suddenly thought of something, "Remember to work harder! The development of the territory needs you!"

After saying that, he turned and left without giving the other person a chance to speak.

Brittany watched the golden figure walk away, her eyes wavering.

Then he burst into laughter.

His shoulders trembled slightly: "You're so tough!"

But it can be seen that she is in a good mood. A powerful lord who is much stronger than herself, claims that he likes her beauty to the extent that he wants to possess her immediately, but at the same time he tries hard to restrain himself.

Admiration and respect from the strong are more impressive.

Linde, who left with a clear conscience, felt a little embarrassed.

"Mistake!"

Who could have imagined that Miss Brittany's face could be so attractive when viewed up close.

As a big, strong knight whose main ability is fire, Lind has a lot of temper and can easily go up with a little fuel.

But it must be said that Miss Brittany is indeed beautiful, not just the ordinary kind, but the very best kind.

"Your Excellency Lord!" Someone greeted on the side of the road.

"Ahem, yeah" Lind nodded.

The lord's image must be maintained and must not collapse!

　Thanks to Wang Nongbo for his 500 reward
　　Thanks to Wang Nongbo for his 500 reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)