Carry a Ride-and-slash System with You

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In the study, when he heard Harry's words, Geralt instantly understood what he meant.

Now in White Wolf Town, there are many people receiving education, and the group with the longest study time has been studying for a year. Although it was nothing in Geralt's time, it didn't even meet the graduation standards. But here, it can be regarded as an existence that can stand on its own.

"We both thought about going together."

Geralt nodded and looked at Harry with a smile.

"Also, I'm going to let you go first and take them with me."

Startled, Harry stared at Geralt.

"Why are you looking at me like this? White Wolf Town is on the right track, and the official team has matured. It's almost the same without you."

"Now, I'm already a Viscount of the Kingdom, and I can confer a few baron titles in my hand, so Harry, I'll give you Santermere!"

After Geralt finished speaking, Harry half-knelt on the ground and said excitedly.

"Thank you sir!"

"Don't be too happy, you have to understand that Santemaire is a lord in name, but he still belongs to White Wolf Town, you should know this."

Harry half-knelt on the ground and nodded.

"My lord, I know all this, don't worry."

"If I don't worry about it, I won't give you the lifeline of White Wolf Town. You should take a group of students to Santermeer first. The number of people will be determined by yourself."

"Yes! Your lord!"

Geralt took out a piece of parchment from the desk drawer, wrote on it that Harry was canonized as a baron of the kingdom, and stamped his medal on it.

"Give you."

Geralt handed the noble document to Harry, who was still half-kneeling on the ground. Harry took it with both hands and thanked him again.

A system prompt sounded in Geralt's ears.

[Lord Harry was promoted to field baron, and the number of troops increased by 80. 】

For this, Geralt was already prepared, he said to Harry who was still on the ground.

"Okay, get up, your canonization ceremony is a little simpler, don't mind, go to Rigas, and let him choose 80 people from the veterans to bring to the council room, they will be your team in the future, develop Sant well Meyer, strengthen the armed forces."

After getting up, Harry bent over and saluted, Geralt fully understood what Geralt meant, so he said.

"Following your lord is the best business I've ever made in my life, and Harry will dedicate this life to you."

Geralt scolded with a laugh when he heard Harry's words.

"Okay, mother-in-law, go to work first!"

"Yes!"

Giving Santermeyer to Harry was a decision Geralt made after thinking for a long time. Wilkin's operation on the grasslands failed completely, and no salt mines were found. Lot's development is crucial, and that's why Geralt trades Firland lands for Santmeier from Lord Black Rook.

Geralt didn't feel pity for the land of the fir land, because those were all enclaves, rootless grass, but Santermeier was different. Although it was far apart, there was no other noble's land on the way, and it had Salt, the two most basic things in life are food and salt. Without these, not to mention development, it is a question of whether or not to survive.

Therefore, Santermeyer must have his own people, and Harry is undoubtedly the best candidate. Harry, who has been trained from White Wolf Town, can come out of Santermeyer's government affairs very well, and Harry is still registered in the system. , Geralt can completely trust him, the development of two territories is faster than the development of one territory anyway.

Not to mention, Santermeyer itself has a population of tens of thousands, as long as Harry brings a team, soon Santermeyer will be completely controlled by Geralt.

At that time, using Santermeyer as a springboard, Geralt will have the opportunity to radiate from this point to cover the entire North.

An hour later, Harry brought eighty veterans from Rigas, all militiamen who had participated in the battle for the wall, and told them after Geralt had registered them all on the system.

"You will follow Harry's orders from now on."

Eighty kujit mounted archers responded in unison.

Geralt turned to Harry.

"Let's go with them. The supplies and equipment are taken from White Wolf Town. You have to take good care of those students."

Harry nodded in understanding.

It didn't take long for a team of 100 people headed by Harry to set off from the south gate of White Wolf Town. After crossing the Danube, they quickly marched.

With Harry, Geralt doesn't need to worry about Santermeyer's affairs. Now, as long as Mawson and the others build the teleportation array, White Wolf Town will completely get rid of the current situation of lack of salt.

Along the streets of White Wolf Town, Geralt strolled around the entire White Wolf Town. The children and women along the way greeted each other warmly. Geralt responded one by one, occasionally watching the playfulness among the children. , smiled knowingly.

By the time we got back to the council hall, lunch time had already passed. Although many townspeople invited Geralt to dine at their house, Geralt politely declined because there was also a person in the council chamber. Wait for him to come back.

Sure enough, when he returned to the second floor of the council hall, the food on the table was still hot, and Qianxi was still busy in the kitchen. Geralt sat on the chair and called to the kitchen. one sentence.

He stopped Ben, who was busy with Qianxi, and smiled sweetly at Geralt, "Sir, eat it first, I'll come after heating the beef."

"Then hurry up, I won't wait for you."

Picking up the rice bowl, Geralt started to eat, but the speed was very slow. After Qianxi came out of the kitchen with a plate of beef, the food on the table didn't move much.

Qianxi's heart was warm, and she said in a sullen voice: "Why don't you eat it, my lord? Is my craftsmanship deteriorating?"

"How come." Geralt tapped Sisi's nose with his chopsticks, "Isn't this to wait for you."

"Where did the beef come from? Well, it's pretty tender."

Geralt put some beef into his mouth with his chopsticks, chewing on the tender beef that was fragrant, but he remembered that he killed a few cows recently except to replenish the strength of the two Angras giant eagles. He didn't order it. Had other orders to kill cattle.

Sisi saw the doubt in Geralt's brows and explained.

"This was sent by God when you were out. It's still a calf, of course it's tender."

"Hahaha, not bad, these two guys are not raised for nothing, you can sit down and eat too."

Geralt laughed and invited Sissy to sit down to eat together. After a while, the food on the table was swept away by the two of them, and most of them went into Geralt's stomach when they were human.

After lunch, Geralt was standing on the balcony to digest his food and was about to lie down and take a nap, when a guard's announcement came from downstairs.

"My lord, Her Royal Highness the Princess wants to see you."

"came back?"

157, Baron Harry