System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 960 - 286: Attack on Morgan Town (1W)_3

"..."

Looking at the manor lords, their faces full of expectation, listening to the words full of greed.

Including, just now, Devant, who had held an opposing view.

Jon couldn’t help but snort coldly in his heart.

Sure enough.

Only sufficient interests can move this group of manor lords.

Jon raised his right hand, and the originally murmuring manor lords immediately sensibly shut their mouths, waiting for him to continue speaking.

Waiting for the conference room to quiet down, Jon extended his right palm and placed it on Devant’s shoulder.

He asked, "Devonte Manor Lord, do you have any objections now?"

All the manor lords immediately stared straight at Devant.

Feeling the heavy power from his shoulder, Devant’s mouth slightly opened.

Before he could speak, Zock sitting opposite him spoke first.

"Devonte Manor Lord, we obey the Viscount’s instructions to start a war just to eliminate potential dangers, and so our manors can be better developed for production and construction."

"Bo Xi Town is not far from Morgan Town; you don’t want to live in fear every day, being invaded by other lords, right?"

The nearby manor lords also nodded in agreement.

"Indeed so!"

Devant hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said, "I...Viscount, I have no objections."

Jon raised an eyebrow, then lightly patted the right hand resting on Devant’s shoulder.

"That’s good."

Retracting his right hand, Jon resumed his pacing.

On the chair, Devant’s tense body relaxed slightly.

Jon continued speaking.

"There is also a third reason!"

"I found that the lord named Lynn has secretly been stealing Free People from my Kakasong City."

The manor lords looked at Jon in confusion, not understanding the implication of his words for a moment.

Jon explained, "Kakasong City is just a small city with a very limited population."

"According to the last population census, the total population is just over fifty-five thousand."

"Compared to other cities, the labor force is still too small."

"Due to its remote location, insufficient production capacity, and insufficient food, population growth is limited."

"This is true for Kakasong City, let alone a small Morgan Town."

"Perhaps because this lord has taken too big a step, the labor force he owns is simply not enough to cultivate the land of Morgan Town."

"He actually let a merchant set up a hiring point in the Kakasong City talent market, hiring Free People to go to Morgan Town!"

"If it were just that, it could be overlooked."

"However, the Free People who went to Morgan Town actually returned again, bringing all their families there to settle long-term!"

The manor lords immediately understood.

For every additional Free Person in the territory,

The lord can collect one more land tax, head tax, and other miscellaneous taxes!

Jon, having walked a round, returned to the main seat, bent his waist, and sat back into the leather padded chair.

Jon swept over them again with his gaze and spoke, "Thus, this war is imperative."

"As long as we can destroy this lord, the open-pit salt mine on Morgan Town will belong to us."

"We can jointly occupy it, continue mining the salt mine, produce fine salt, and extract continuous wealth from it."

"At the same time, it limits the Church, preventing it from gaining more wealth!"

The originally expectant faces of the manor lords were instantly filled with surprise and joy.

"Viscount, are you saying we will occupy it together?"

"Do you have any doubts? The Viscount’s words are golden and true!"

"I don’t know how big that open-pit salt mine is? I heard that even a small open-pit salt mine can be mined day and night for decades!"

"If we can profit from the salt mine... That would be more lucrative than farming."

"Of course! With the current market price of eight pence per pound of fine salt, you can buy four pounds of wheat."

"That’s great! I just wanted to replace a group of young maidens..."

"..."

Jon raised his right hand again, and the voices of surprise and excitement gradually subsided.

Compared to the previously tense atmosphere in the conference room, it was now full of fervor and casualness.

Their eyes, looking at Jon, were all full of admiration.

Jon asked again, "Now, does anyone have any objections to launching the war?"

The manor lords turned their heads, scanning each other.

The manner was as if, with any objection, they would immediately subdue the objector.

A few seconds passed after the question was asked, and no one responded.

Jon smiled with satisfaction, "Very good!"

"Then, what we need to discuss next is how to divide Morgan Town’s land and the profits from the salt mine."

The manor lords frowned slightly, seemingly in hesitant thought.

Jon directly got to the point, "Before calling you all to the Viscount’s Castle, I had already thought of a distribution method."

"I will take sixty percent of the open-pit salt mine fine salt production, and the remaining forty percent you will distribute equally."

The manor lords’ eyebrows immediately raised.

The hesitation and contemplation on their faces became increasingly complex.

Before they could ask further, Jon continued.

"Of course, the land, peasants, and other possessions owned by Morgan Town and that lord are to be fairly divided among you."

"Everyone, without saying more,

"Just the land area of Morgan Town alone covers over a hundred thousand acres! Plus the land area owned by that lord..."