"What, an assassination attempt?!" In the lavishly decorated castle, Ymiria thundered, "Claiming to be able to kill a person within ten steps, yet can't even take down a summoner, truly a pile of trash!!"

  With a 'crack', Yimia slammed the purple sand teacup in her hand onto the table, "Gud, I want to kill that despicable summoner with my own hands, cut his flesh into pieces and feed them to dogs!"

  "Master, it's not the time to take action yet!" Good lightly pulled his chin whiskers. "The masters will at least need a month to return from the sea, and during this time, many people with unknown identities have come to the town, we really shouldn't take direct action!"

  Emiya has been having a headache lately, ever since the defeat in the Spirit Village. Trouble keeps coming, and it's unclear who spread the rumor that a dragon's lair was discovered in Trass Forest. As a result, many people with unknown identities have come to town. There are treasure-hunting adventurer teams, mercenaries from all over, knights dreaming of dragon-slaying every day, and even, allegedly, envoys secretly sent by the Church.

  As the influx of strangers continues, the situation in the town becomes increasingly complicated. In recent days, there have been frequent cases of family members being killed or going missing, with some saying it's a revenge attack by hostile forces against the family, while others claim they accidentally provoked powerful mysterious figures during their travels. The more they try to cut off the problem, the more tangled it becomes, leaving Emilia at a loss for what to do next.

  For ordinary adventurers or mercenaries, Imia didn't think much of them, but the envoys of the Holy See were not to be underestimated. If they discovered some evidence of the family's crimes, it would be troublesome. Unfortunately, Father had taken away most of the elite warriors for a major event, leaving only a few skilled hands at home, and now the roof was leaking on a rainy day.

  "Gude, so you're saying......" In the entire castle, only Gude, a counselor who had followed his father for many years, could calm down Ymiria.

  After a moment of contemplation, the black-clad man, Gu De, slowly said: "The situation in the town is very complicated now. Before Master returns with the warriors, we absolutely cannot act rashly. In the past two days, I have contacted a great swordsman from the Bantu Empire. Perhaps...

  .....

  After much deliberation, Yimia and her advisor devised a plan to kill two birds with one stone. Slave trading was the main source of wealth, among which the beautiful forest elf girls were highly sought after. In order to clear the obstacles for capturing the forest elves, and also to avenge the arrow on his buttocks, he must first eliminate Yang Ling, this mysterious summoner.

  In a tavern not far from the Anka family castle, Yang Ling smiled and took a sip of bitter ale, completely unaware that a storm targeting him was approaching.

  "Get going and prepare for now, these few days, also ask two of you to pay more attention to related matters!"

  After casually throwing down a few purple crystal coins, Yang Ling strode away. Behind him, the thief Fenrist loudly exclaimed in surprise, one hand grabbing up the purple crystal coins on the table. A few cups of bitter ale only required a mere ten or so black crystal coins, but Yang Ling had thrown out five purple crystal coins with one hand, truly a noble of great wealth.

  After noticing the movements of thief Fenrist, Yang Ling smiled faintly. For these local slippery fish, it's still necessary to give some small benefits, and the best way to control subordinates is with a combination of carrot and stick. He understood that after gaining the loyalty of mercenary Gurt and thief Fenrist, two local snakes, he would have great advantages in quickly establishing himself in Visen Town.

  The best defense is a good offense. To counter the Anka family's revenge, Yang Ling decided to open a unique dwarf weapon shop in Visen Town, which would not only gather intelligence but also attract most of the Anka family's attention, turning passivity into initiative. Of course, if he could make a fortune out of it, that would be even better.

  A large number of people with unknown backgrounds flooded into Weisen Town, which was a headache for Emiya, but it was a rare opportunity for Yang Ling. As the saying goes, "muddy waters make it easy to catch fish", the more complex the situation, the more concerns the wealthy and powerful Anka family would have, and the more beneficial it would be for their actions.

  Returning to the Elf tribe quickly, Yang Ling persuaded the Elf elder with great effort. The latter was worried and anxious, but still strongly supported him, sending a few brave warriors as his personal bodyguards. At the same time, in response to his request, they brought out all the remaining 80 barrels of Langmu wine.

  With eighty barrels of rum, Yang Ling confidently went to the dwarf tribe. Sure enough, after receiving the eighty barrels of rum, Dwarf Lumi readily agreed.

  "Yang Ling brothers, as long as there's plenty of fine wine every day, I'll follow you to try our luck not just in Weisen Town, but even in the Ghost City and the Dulan Desert!" The dwarf Rumi grabbed the wine jug at his waist while walking and took a big swig.

  "The outside world is wonderful, to say the least, there's plenty of fine wine! Looking at Kassy and others with bundles full of weapons on their backs, Yang Ling wrote a blank check. "Rumi, as long as you lead your people in making enough weapons for me, it's not just one barrel of wine per day, even if you want to soak in wine and sleep, there won't be any problem!"

  According to the clan's customs, Lumi was supposed to go out and gain some experience after coming of age this year. Under the temptation of fine wine, he readily agreed to Yang Ling's request and even invited five more clansmen to help him out.

  At the same time, under Yang Ling's efforts, he also bought a large number of weapons from the dwarf tribe at an ultra-low price. Fortunately, many people were rescued from the barbarians, otherwise, Yang Ling really didn't know how to transport these weapons out of the Trasen Forest.

  Although the Elf Elder didn't say anything, Yang Ling understood that it was not suitable for so many humans to live in the Elf tribe for a long time. After discussing with Kassy and others, they decided to go to Visen Town together, anyway, there were many people who had been living in Visen Town since childhood.

  Since being rescued, Alice and the others have been eager to return to Weisen Town as soon as possible. However, the journey is long and there are monsters lurking everywhere in the forest, so they had no choice but to temporarily rest and recover at the Elf Tribe. Now that Yang Ling is leading the team personally, they feel much more at ease.

  "Sir, after arriving at Weisen Town, if you don't mind, would you like to stay at my place first?" Kasi enthusiastically invited as he quickly caught up with Yang Ling in front.

  "Kassy, with so many people homeless, how many can your house accommodate?" Yang Ling smiled, "Don't worry, I've made proper arrangements!"

  Long before persuading the Elf Elder, Yang Ling had already ridden the Lion Eagle back to Visen Town at high speed. With the help of Guret and Fenrist, he bought a large house. The front was used for selling weapons, while the back was used for forging weapons and settling homeless people, killing two birds with one stone.

  Under the protection of Yang Ling's demonic beast army, everyone traveled safely for over a dozen days and finally exited the vast Tras Forest. Under the guidance of Guli Te who came to meet them, they headed directly to their new foothold that had been purchased not long ago.

  Next, everyone was busy. The dwarf Rumi and his tribe set up the furnace and other equipment to prepare for making weapons in Weisen Town; Kassy led a dozen or so warriors rescued by Yang Ling to patrol around the mansion, guarding against the Anka family's attack; Guli Te and Fenri Ste, two local snakes, were responsible for spreading the word and creating momentum for the upcoming opening of the dwarf weapon shop.

  "Refreshing and pleasant, not bad, much better than Anxi Tea Plantation's top-grade Bi Luo Chun!" Leaning on the tiger skin armchair, looking at the busy crowd around him and the progress that exceeded expectations, Yang Ling comfortably sipped a mouthful of tea water brought by Alice.

  "Sir, this is a single-petaled Wisteria tea, with a rich fragrance, it's our specialty in Visen Town!" As Yang Ling put down his cup, Ailice gently pinched his shoulder.

  Ever since Yang Ling successfully rescued her grandfather, Alice has been grateful to him and took care of him meticulously, hoping to repay his great kindness. When Yang Ling was busy sweating profusely, she would timely hand him a handkerchief; when Yang Ling didn't have time to eat, she would put food in the pot for him to keep warm; when Yang Ling was tired, she would gently give him a shoulder massage.

  At first, Yang Ling still had some misgivings, but after saying a few words and seeing that Ailis was still the same as before, he didn't say much more and calmly enjoyed the gentle and thoughtful service of the little girl.

  "Alice, from now on don't call me 'sir' or anything like 'master'. Take a look at Alice's lovely face and her not-so-large but firm chest, Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat as he said: "From now on, just call me Big Brother Yang!"

  "Ah, Brother Yang!" Alice's face turned bright red as she replied in a soft voice. For some reason, she felt that Yang Ling's eyes seemed slightly different from usual, with a fiery flame burning within them.

  It feels great being the boss!

  Leaning back in the comfortable tiger-striped armchair, gazing at the rows of dwarf-sized weapons on display in the store, and smelling the faint scent of Alice's perfume, Yang Ling slowly closed his eyes. Before, he had been working from 9 to 5, exhausted to the point of death, and still struggling to make ends meet, but unexpectedly, after somehow arriving in this strange new world, he had acquired his first bucket of gold in a short period of time.

  Yang Ling closed his eyes, thoroughly enjoying Alice's service, completely unaware of a storm targeting him that was sweeping in. Hundreds of miles away on a desolate plain devoid of human habitation, a swift horse was rushing towards Visen Town like a whirlwind.

  Book friends, today I'm updating three times again, with over 3,000 words per update, almost 10,000 words in total. I'll update one chapter in the morning, another in the afternoon, and a third around 12:20 at night, welcome everyone to support me.

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