The First Magic World War

Louis Simi chuckled, "Mason! You want to go treasure hunting? I have an idea. There are many adventurers out there; they're inexpensive, experienced, and much safer than your team."

Louis Simi, who dealt in magic items, naturally had a keen eye. He could tell that none of the five people in the Giant Axe Adventure Group were Transcendent. In danger, they could only serve as cannon fodder and were not able to protect Charles, so he suggested recruiting more people.

Although the adventure teams outside might also lack any Transcendent members, since those who had embarked on the transcendent path would not likely undergo the test of White Wolf to obtain Demon Hunter powers, having more people would generally be safer.

Charles's eyes lit up slightly as he said, "Thank you for your suggestion, Louis. I will recruit some new members after Mr. White Wolf selects the Successor."

White Wolf had no intention of resting. He ordered his subordinates to prepare breakfast and invited Louis and Charles to the dining room, also sending food to Louis's subordinates and the members of the Giant Axe Adventure Group.

After eating breakfast, the three chatted casually until the sky was completely bright.

White Wolf, full of vigor, left the giant cabin and shouted, "Young ones, who amongst you wishes to receive my inheritance?"

Thunderous roars erupted outside the cabin. Clearly, many more people had arrived. Many had left their accommodations to wait by the cabin.

Every transmigrator has some dreams!

Charles initially planned to work as a stable civil servant within the government. If possible, he hoped to marry someone beautiful and rich like Miss Annie Brittany to elevate his social class, without harboring much ambition.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

But he hadn't expected that Miss Menilman, whom he regarded as his support, would get entangled in political turmoil, forcing him to flee due to the new Warden Magrull Teller.

If he had hesitated at that moment, he would definitely have been cornered, forced into unwanted actions, and his end would not have been pleasant—the least would have been a long prison sentence.

After all, the new warden was planning to thoroughly investigate his case of embezzling extraordinary prison weapons, a case that would have skinned him even if it didn't kill him.

An inadvertent remark from Louis Simi had violently thrust open a vast door for Charles.

This world had not yet embraced the concept that "people are the most valuable resource."

But Charles knew that if he could assemble an adventure team of hundreds, how powerful would that be?

He even had several ideas about farming, raising a revolt, or other grand schemes to get rich—as long as he had enough time, he could expand his influence like a rolling snowball.

White Wolf's selection of the Successor was not too complicated. He first set the standard: must be under twenty years old. The aspiring young people fought each other in duels, resulting in a tall and robust candidate, replete with muscle.

As the other adventurers prepared to leave, Charles stepped out of the giant cabin and called out loudly, "I am Mason, the leader of the Giant Axe Adventure Group! I need a group of people, weekly pay of one Fu Er, does anyone wish to join?"

Although a weekly wage of one Fu Er was not high, it was certainly not low either, and it was very attractive to the adventurers, especially since they had taken a fruitless trip to Yorktown and needed to fill a gap in their income.

The income of adventurers at the lower levels was not stable, and on the whole, was far less than that of a government official; they would hardly ever pass up any opportunity to earn money.

Someone immediately asked, "What kind of people do you need?"

Charles smiled and said, "This time, I need to transport some items, the more people the better. As long as you all consider yourselves strong and robust, you can join."

"However, I must clarify that I'll withhold everyone's first week's salary. The salary will be paid in the second week. Before the payday, no matter who leaves, they won't receive any compensation. On the payday, you all can freely choose whether to continue with me or leave the group."

Withholding a portion of the salary was a common practice in any industry on the Old Continent. After all, in such times, any employer who paid in advance was at risk of not seeing their employees the next minute.

The members of the Giant Axe Adventure Group who came out with him couldn't help but look at Charles. Mason really wanted to know how he had become the leader, but after hearing about the weekly salary, Mason hesitated for a moment and chose to stay quiet, giving his four team members a meaningful glance. He also wanted to earn this money.

Hannah and Homonsa had no objections; in fact, they were even more hopeful that the handsome and wealthy-looking Charles would become the leader of the team.

When they had arrived the day before, there had been forty or fifty people in front of the giant wooden house. Now, there were one hundred and fifty-sixty people, all from small adventure groups. After discussing with their companions for a while, more than ten adventure teams quickly indicated their willingness to accept Charles's employment.

In order to recruit more hands, Charles added a "weight" and said with a smile, "I will probably employ you for over a month, maybe even two months!"

At these words, another seven teams immediately agreed to join. The adventurers accepting Charles's hire had swelled to nearly a hundred. It was tough for adventurers to earn a stable income for two months, making this long-term employment very appealing.

Charles looked at the adventurers who had accepted the employment and loudly said, "I come from the south and my ancestors had Beastman blood."

Many adventurers laughed out loud; having Beastman blood in the Old Continent was nothing to be proud of, especially since the Beastman Kingdom had perished long ago, and its people were dispersed and regarded as lower-class in every country.

However, the adventurers didn't care much about this; after all, they were just there to be paid to do a job. No one cared about the employer's ancestry.

As long as they were paid, most adventurers would even work for the Black Phoenix Dynasty, the arch-enemy of the Fars Empire.

Charles continued, "I have just inherited some property from an uncle, and in his belongings, I discovered a map of the Beastman Kingdom's treasure. This time, my aim is to locate those ancient treasures. Here, I swear by the Goddess that if we do find the treasure, I will give out five percent to those who find it with me."

This time, even the remaining adventurers were moved. Greed and flames flickered in many of their eyes, and quite a few of them even thought, "If we really find the treasure, wouldn't killing this young man mean more for us?"

White Wolf glanced at Louis and said softly, "Your friend really knows how to lie."

Louis shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

When Charles met them earlier, he had said that the treasure map was bought from a second-hand store, and now it had become an uncle's relic. Even if he wanted to cover for Charles, he didn't know how to explain it. Besides, he was one hundred percent sure that Charles had no Beastman ancestry from the southern continent, as the Lady of the Brittany Family would definitely not befriend a Beastman, not even one with a trace of Beastman blood.