Chapter Thirty-Six Takeover Down

  "Cough...cough..."

  Dean, who had just cursed loudly, looked like he was in discomfort, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and coughed softly several times.

  Under the morning light, the handkerchief emitted a soft glow.

  Silk!

  A few insightful young people suddenly inhaled a breath of cool air, for they knew how precious this fabric from the White Night Kingdom was - their lord, the baron, had a piece too, but it was indeed embedded in a tapestry hanging high in his study to show off his wealth.

  And their new captain is using it to... um, although that's the true purpose of a handkerchief, but... this is also, this is too wasteful, isn't it?

  Young people who had secretly calculated that the value of this handkerchief was enough to let themselves and their families live a carefree life for a good year, suddenly felt heartache.

  Dean pretended to ignore the gaze, took a deep breath, swept his eyes over the young people around him, and said slowly: "Go, open the material warehouse, each person will get a set of cotton clothes and sheepskin shoes!"

  "But, however, Captain Potts..."

  "Now it's just Captain Dean, you all belong to me, Captain Dean. As for Captain Potts' orders? I'll explain them in detail when he gets back!" Dean interrupted the young man once again, looking at the crowd that had yet to move, his tone slightly heavier, "What? Have you forgotten who is leading you now?"

  The young men looked at each other, and finally, two militia captains stepped forward, walking towards the warehouse - they did not dare to disobey Pots, nor did they dare to disobey this new captain who held a silk handkerchief from the Jade Capital's aristocratic family; in fact, they feared the latter even more.

  So they decided to listen to the latter.

  Moreover, the other party also promised to explain to Potsdam, even if Potsdam would be angry, but seeing such a family heirloom, I'm afraid it can only be put away.

  No sooner had the silk handkerchief appeared in Dean's hands than his status was automatically upgraded in the hearts of these young people from Tiel; and this, was exactly what Dean was happy to see.

  Otherwise, he would not have spent four guineas on this handkerchief which was merely an ornament in his eyes.

  And now, it's naturally worth more than its value.

  With people leading, there are naturally those who follow, and since Xilun and Aike are the most prestigious among young people, with their leadership, it's not a problem.

  Of course, no one wants to continue suffering from the cold in the icy and snowy weather.

  As for Captain Potts' anger?

  With the new squad leader on top, they would at most be scolded severely, but for them, this was a common occurrence, and compared to warm clothes, these were nothing.

  From being afraid at first, they later swarmed in.

  If it weren't for Xi Leng and Ai Ke having considerable prestige, and Deen also coming over, the robbery would probably have happened absolutely.

  "A set of cotton clothes for each person, and a pair of woolen shoes as well. Each person's name needs to be recorded... Is there anyone among you who can read?" Dean asked as he walked into the warehouse.

  But this time, no young people responded, they all shook their heads in confusion.

  As sons of hunters, they obviously had no chance of receiving such higher education - literacy and mathematics were not educations that ordinary families could accept.

  Dean's previous inquiry was just a tentative probe with a slim chance of success.

  "Alright, this is a problem that will take longer to resolve; for now, just remember that the clothes and shoes in your hands are yours, don't lose or damage them - of course, natural wear and tear doesn't count!"

  Deane added another sentence and handed over the task of distributing cotton-padded clothes and shoes to Xiren and Aike, then began to inspect other materials in the warehouse.

  And just one minute later, Dean had finished checking.

  That furrowed brow clearly indicates Dean didn't get a satisfactory harvest.

  As for that Pots who was killed by himself, Dean naturally knew about his greed, but Dean didn't expect him to be so greedy as to lay hands on the supplies of his own knightly order - there were no extra helmets, not even leather ones.

  Swords and other weapons were also just enough for a small team, obviously prepared for his attendants.

  Even so, these weapons lacked sufficient maintenance, and some of the blades had already begun to rust - Dean was extremely skeptical that such a longsword would be able to withstand being chopped at by an enemy without shattering.

  As for crossbows?

  Apart from two longbows with broken strings, Dean didn't have any other gains.

  What about those cotton-padded jackets and woolen shoes?

  It's probably also the cold of Tiel, and the supplies that have to be prepared, otherwise, they will definitely be treated equally with weapons and armor.

  In a local Knights' warehouse, there were almost nothing but cotton-padded jackets and woolen shoes left.

  If I said this, it would probably become the biggest joke.

  Of course, more importantly, this is likely to affect his subsequent plans —

  "Even if Kimpton wanted to buy it, it's too late!"

  Dein furrowed his brow in thought, until Xilun and Aike finished distributing the cotton-padded jackets and shoes. Then he spoke again in the slow, clear tone of a noble: "Now, Xilun, you continue to lead your men on patrol!"

  "Yes, Captain!"

  Wearing warm cotton-padded clothes and sheepskin shoes, the young militia captain's voice also became more sonorous.

  "Ack!"

  Deen called out to another militia captain.

  "Arrived, Captain!"

  Compared to Xiren, this militia captain is undoubtedly a bit younger and not very sturdy in build, but he can become one of the leaders among a group of hunters' sons. Dean won't underestimate him because of his appearance, even if he hasn't heard his name in his memory.

  "Aike, you lead your people to prepare some high-quality food for everyone - did you hear that? High-quality food! I don't want the banquet of my becoming the team leader to be filled with a mess of stir-fries! Got it?"

  Dean emphasized repeatedly.

  "But Captain, we don't have any more food - even in the captain's kitchen, there are only some coarse grain bread, ham and pickled vegetables!"

  Compared with Xi Ren's caution, Ai Ke undoubtedly showed more generosity and his answers were clear and logical.

  "Then you take two people to town to buy some food, and wine too!"

  Dien spoke matter-of-factly, and this time before Aike could even open his mouth, a golden Kumpton flew out with a 'ding' sound, drawing a beautiful arc, and landed in Aike's hand.

  Even Aik, who was far stronger than Xiren, stared blankly at the Golden Pulton in his palm.

  And Dean didn't notice the stunned opponent, he said to the remaining militiamen: "Do you know how to maintain your weapons? Children of hunter families, if you can't even do this well, your father will definitely kick your ass! Now, except for those who returned to town with Ake, the rest of you, take good care of the weapons in front of you!"

  As he spoke, Dean walked towards the outside of the warehouse.

  When he walked to the door, Dean seemed to have thought of something and stopped in his tracks. He turned around and said: "I'll go to the captain's room to wait for news, and come back to call me when the banquet starts - Aike, I hope our banquet can start at noon, do you understand?"

  "Yes, Captain!"

  The short-statured militia captain came to his senses and replied loudly, then immediately pointed out two tall team members, took their long guns and ran away.

  As for why carry weapons?

  Although Baron Thiel had repeatedly prohibited the carrying of weapons, such orders were not taken seriously by anyone. Those hunters had to bring their bows and arrows, hunting knives with them just for self-protection, people needed weapons to reassure themselves.

  Even a dagger is good.

  ……

  Dean walked into Pott's room, and within two minutes of the wood in the fireplace being lit, a warm breath appeared throughout the entire room, causing Dean to take off his outer cloak and hang it on the clothes hook beside the door before starting to carefully examine his 'spoils'.

  First, there were documents with Pots' signature - imitating the other party's handwriting, absolutely necessary; after all, that Baron Teal was not like these young people who could be easily fooled, especially the noble family's style, naturally being meticulous. However, it was precisely this that gave Dean more opportunities.

  That was enough for the Baron of Tyrell, a bastard son or failed competitor from a fallen noble family in the Jade Empire!

  Dean is no expert, but neither is he a novice.

  Of course, before that, the most important thing is still Pots' signature. Only with Pots' signature can he 'temporarily' take over the Knights' affairs and make it 'logical' - which takes some time.

  So Dean gave Ake a time limit, allowing the other party to see the "accident" in Tiel Town, but not being able to stay for long. If he sneaked back home again, this time would be even shorter; therefore, the news of him taking over here would absolutely not be known by more people.

  Only limited to the owner of 'Snow Bear House' or Aike's parents and so on.

  And that's enough.

  After all, once Baron Teal gets the news here, the overall situation will be settled.

  Of course, this requires Dean's subsequent plans to go smoothly, and Dean is full of confidence in this plan.

  Apart from the documents signed by Potts, Potts' property also needs to be sorted out as a reserve fund for Dean's future development.

  Soon, whether it was a piece of paper with Potts' notes or Potts' small safe, Dean found them.

  In fact, it's not difficult at all, because they're all hidden in a small back door - communications and profits with Moldova are clearly not to be seen.

  Dien counted them out and there were about four letters, while Kimpton had only fifty.

  Undoubtedly, the real MVP is taken by Mordred.

  And this did not exceed Dean's expectations, he counted them and put all the gold coins in those two money bags from Mold, along with a small bag of gems, and put them in the hidden door - although they didn't need these gold coins for the time being, but in the future development, these gold coins were just a drop in the bucket.

  Then Dean started dealing with those letters.

  However, before handling it, Dean opened his own character panel instead ——

  【XP：93】

  Such an experience value, listed prominently.

  I overslept... so I'm updating late, sorry about that...