Chapter 75: The Furious Viscount Becket!

They happily divided the gold coins.

As for whether those few potions had anything special.

And who exactly that noble was.

Lein and the others didn’t think much of it.

It wasn’t something they needed to consider.

These six gold coins already equaled half a year’s income from their adventures in the Chaos Wasteland.

After dividing the gold, they headed toward the caravan.

The caravan had been terrified earlier and was now finally exhaling a sigh of relief.

After giving a casual excuse, Lein and the others prepared to join the caravan again.

But at that moment, hoofbeats came from behind.

It startled Lein and the others—could the noble have changed his mind?

Looking up, they saw a familiar figure: “Lord Becket!”

They had just traded with him at his castle, and Lord Becket had been so kind and amiable—they all breathed easier.

“Lein, where are the rest of your potions?”

With no time for idle chatter, Lord Becket asked urgently.

Compared to three hundred gold coins, he had no intention of playing the gentleman noble anymore.

“My Lord Becket, are you referring to those eight useless potions?” The six felt a chill.

“Correct. I now need those eight potions. Though useless, I’m still willing to pay the same price as before—thirty silver coins per vial.”

“Thirty silver coins per vial?” Lein and the others stared in shock.

“Don’t be astonished. Who but Becket is known for his kindness and generosity? Now, hand over the potions!” As he spoke, Lord Becket already pulled out his money pouch, ready to transact.

Lein and the others swallowed their urge to curse, lowering their heads to whisper carefully, “My Lord Becket, those potions… they’re no longer in our possession. Just now, another noble bought them!”

“What?” Lord Becket was struck as if by lightning!

Lein and the others quickly recounted how they had been intercepted by Gervas and his group, and how the trade had taken place.

Even with the caravan as witness, Becket still ordered his men to search the six from head to toe.

Only after finding the six gold coins—and nothing else—did he believe it was true.

“Flame Horses? Again, Flame Horses! Which way did those bastards go?” Lord Becket’s face twisted in fury, terrifying Lein and the others.

They finally saw through Lord Becket’s hypocrisy.

At his castle, to buy their potions cheaply, he had shown them kindness and warmth—now he was a completely different man.

Once they told him the direction Gervas and the others had taken, Becket roared and charged north with his men.

Of course, Lord Becket, who only had ordinary horses, was destined to fail again.

In the end, after furiously chasing for two hours, he stood on the dirt road, choking with rage, gazing skyward: “Who the hell is this high noble, stealing from me again and again on my own land?”

…

At dawn, the gentle morning sun woke Gervas.

A week had passed since they took the potions from Lord Becket.

In that week, Wheatfield Town had begun massive construction.

With the craftsmen acquired from Black Pine Village, Gervas started building stone and wooden houses.

Two thousand people were far too few for Gervas—he would surely seek ways to attract more population in the future.

So before that, preparations to expand the population needed to be laid out in advance.

For this first phase, Gervas planned to build five hundred wooden houses and fifty stone houses.

Each house could accommodate a family of four, so eventually, at least two thousand new subjects could be housed.

The fifty stone houses were to be awarded as rewards to those who rendered meritorious service, to motivate serfs and subordinates to work harder.

Of course, besides housing, food was also crucial.

Although the intelligence network could yield occasional harvests.

But that was mere luck—not true domain strength.

So he had ordered the reclamation of farmland beside three villages: Seashore Village and two others.

He chose to develop land near these three villages first to guard against another attack by the Scorpion Bandits.

Don’t put all your eggs in one basket—future safety depends on it.

【Ding! Today’s intelligence has refreshed…】

【Intelligence One: On the southeast coast of Stormhold, near the Dark Mountains, a strange Wisdom Fruit has ripened within a grove of coconut trees!】

【Wisdom Fruit is a potion even mages crave—it enhances mental power and awakens wisdom.】

【Even a commoner who consumes it gains perfect recall.】

【Intelligence Two: Three sea miles east of Huoshandao lies a cluster of islets called Java Islets.】

【This cluster is one of the favorite feeding and resting grounds for merfolk.】

【Thus, many luminescent pearls and magical sea shells have been left behind here.】

【Intelligence Three: On the southernmost islet of Java Islets—a rocky outcrop barren of coconut trees—a young merfolk, injured by a sea beast’s attack, has washed ashore.】

【This young merfolk is no ordinary creature.】

【It once consumed a rare Star of Wisdom, granting it the ability to communicate with creatures of other races—including humans!】

【Intelligence Four: Today at noon, a devout follower of the God of Nature, known as the Plant Guardian, a Druid, will pass through Stormhold and pause briefly.】

He is a Druid who has comprehended the Primary Nature Dao—he left the God of Nature’s divine realm to find a place to continue his research into the Nature Dao.

【Originally, he intended to seek a territory on the border of the Griffin Kingdom, pledge loyalty, and turn it into a beautiful, fertile land where people could live abundantly.】

【But upon arriving, he discovered the suffering here was not merely due to farming problems—it was caused by war.】

【So he decided to change his plans and head deeper into a more stable kingdom, where he could help serfs while better studying the Nature Dao!】

【Intelligence Five: The task you assigned to Isabella will be completed by evening, and you will receive the first batch of thirty Dino Body-Refining Potions.】

This alchemical process has given Isabella deeper insight into the Witch Dao, finally reaching the bottleneck of a Primary Witch.

【All she needs now is a breakthrough opportunity.】

【That opportunity can be either the personal cultivation insights of a formal Witch, or a formal Witch’s cultivation notes!】

【Hidden in a cave upstream of Tianehu lies a precious throne—the cultivation journal of Master Nodi.】

【It records Nodi’s decades of cultivation experiences and his many insights.】

If you give it to Isabella, she will break through and become a formal Primary Witch.