Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

According to the system quotation, if Milin wants to summon an armored cavalry, he needs to pay 75 Oriu gold coins and 75 pieces of food.

At the same time, it must be approved by a Byzantine...that is, the Eastern Roman emperor.

Since Ella is accustomed to treating Milin as her boss who pays wages, this recognition is in vain.

The 75 portions of food were also converted into 375 dinars by the system in a very user-friendly manner at a ratio of 1:5.

But the Orio gold coin must be a real penny.

According to the official exchange rate given by the empire, 1 Oriu gold coin can be exchanged for 25 dinars.

According to the exchange ratio of 1:25, 75 Oriu gold coins cost 1,875 dinars.

Plus 375 dinars for 75 portions of food.

That is 2250 dinars for an armored cavalryman.

Considering the equipment level and combat effectiveness of the armored cavalry, the price is seriously not expensive.

But in fact, no area in the empire has opened this kind of exchange, and it can only be regarded as a recommended exchange price.

Since the death of Emperor Nereitses in the war, no emperor has printed Oriu gold coins for a long time. As a result, the price of Oriu has increased in various ways on the exchange market.

It has gradually changed from a currency used for transactions to a collectible.

If the armored cavalry is summoned according to the price of the collection, then the price of each armored cavalry will go straight to five-digit dinars.

Compared with the price of the knight itself, the knight's retinue costing 500 dinars per person can only be regarded as a supplement.

"In other words, I am not as valuable as an armored cavalry?" As the commander of the armored cavalry, Aila said with dull eyes.

"Seriously, yes, but you were summoned by another system, and it was also randomly summoned. It cannot be easily converted into dinars."

Milin worked hard to comfort Ella.

"I remember you complained more than once, Admiral, that I am only a three-star follower." Unfortunately, this comfort was meaningless to Elali, who had lost her glory.

"...Three-star heroes are also heroes. How many heroes don't even have three stars? For example, the great hero Arash who shot out of the East African Rift Valley with one arrow only had one star."

Milin said this, saying sorry to the great hero in his heart.

"Isn't it the Red Sea that Arash shoots out?" Because she wanted to complain about Milin, Ella, who lost her highlights, gained a little more color.

"Oh, is it the Red Sea? In short, rarity is not the criterion for judging the strength of a hero." Milin said awkwardly.

"I have to say, Admiral, your reaction is quite interesting." Ella suddenly laughed out loud.

"...Aren't you afraid that I will deduct my salary?" Milin, who knew that Ella's reaction just now was just teasing him, also pretended to be angry when he saw Ella's look.

"Deduct it, deduct it, workers who don't care about their wages are invincible." Ella said nonchalantly.

"Okay, as you said, this month's salary is gone, including food and beverage subsidies, transportation subsidies, pension insurance and so on... Oh, yes, you may not need pension insurance." Milin said seriously.

"Wait, wait a minute, Admiral, I'm just kidding." Ella said quickly, not expecting Milin to come.

"Well, I was just joking." Milin said in a serious tone.

Seeing Ella being eaten to death by Milin, Lapland, who was sitting with his legs crossed, whistled with a look of gloating on his face.

Ella, who glared at Lapland, brought the topic back to Milin and asked:

"In other words, it is not practical to summon armored cavalry now?"

"As my finance minister, Ella, you should know better than me." Milin said calmly.

"That's not enough. Admiral, don't you have any private money?" Ella asked still unwilling to give up.

"Even you are mine, why should I hide my personal money in front of you?" Milin asked calmly.

"Admiral, don't make trouble, I'm serious." The centuries-old city government made Ella not care about Milin's nonsense.

"Well, I'm serious. After all, the money is all with you, and I only need my life." Milin reconstructed it in his own way. "I don't need money, but I need my life."

"Hahahaha..." Lapland, who had just whistled, laughed out loud.

The laughter like a mad dog made other spectators sitting around move their seats.

"Okay, this plan is on hold for now," Ella said with a sigh.

"Why do you suddenly want to summon armored cavalry?" Milin asked his doubts.

"This letter says that the queen plans to entertain you, the admiral, at the festival banquet in one and a half months." Ella shook the letter from the palace in her hand and said.

"What the hell is one month later? There's a banquet? Shouldn't it be a summons?" Milin was a little surprised as to why the queen kept her posture so low.

Even if they win over each other, it won't go as far as this.

"Actually, it's similar to a summons. The banquet was used because the queen wanted to use this method to mediate the matter between you and her adopted son, that is, the Lord Pahlavi. As for why it was a month later, it seemed that that day was just right. It’s a festival.”

Ella knew that Milin would not read these letters, so she directly repeated the contents of the letters.

As for festivals, Ella doesn't care. Anyway, the empire in this world, like the Roman Empire in another world, can have festivals all three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

"Is mediation necessary? Anyway, he has already paid. Does the queen have no money in her pocket and wants to get the ransom back with a meal?" Milin had a clueless expression on his face.

"That's not the case. If that were the case, I would now advise the Admiral to take down this empire immediately, or at least take down the imperial capital first."

Ella shook her head and then explained her explanation of the "banquet" in the letter:

"The Queen probably wants to take this opportunity to establish a true alliance with you, Admiral."

"Covenant? It's not impossible." Milin didn't care about this.

"Then Admiral, did you agree?" Ella was a little surprised as to why Milin agreed so quickly. According to her understanding of Milin, Milin should be more arrogant.

"I just said it's not impossible." Sure enough, Milin shook his head and said to Ella: "Besides, it's not me who can decide this matter, but you."

"Me?" Ella didn't understand how to get involved with her.

"My goal is to make you the emperor of the empire. If I cooperate with that Queen, what will you do? How will the lightning come back?" Milin said.

"Ahem, I don't care. I've never heard that the emperor can return to work." Aila said with some embarrassment. Now, even the city that had been built for hundreds of years seemed to be living in Bengbu.

"How come you haven't? Rather than calling someone you don't know, Your Majesty, I think it's better to call you Your Majesty, right, Your Majesty, Ella?"

Milin said to Ella in a very serious tone, and said it as if no one else was watching.

Even the spectators in front and behind were far away from each other, directly vacating the place where Milin and his party were.

These people from the Imperial City, who had no idea what Yonebayashi and his party were talking about, basically thought, "Where does this lunacy come from?"

"Then what should I call you then?" Ella said speechlessly.

"General Zhengyi!" Milin gave an answer without thinking.

"...Admiral, you are really straightforward." Ella said in an expected tone.

"Oh no, according to the Roman name, he shouldn't be called General Zhengyi. He should be called Bai Bai or something like that." Milin dug out a more suitable title from his limited historical knowledge.

"Imbrado, my Lord Caesar." Ella supplemented Milin's historical knowledge.

"Yes, Ibrato, the invincible commander!" Milin almost stood up and made a Roman gesture.

"But my Lord Caesar, our current strength is only twelve armored cavalry. It seems that this strength is not worthy of Ibrato."

Ella brought back the topic that had been going around for a long time and continued:

"And now that we have been exposed to Her Majesty the Queen, we need an army to ensure our safety."

"What if we really meet a man with five hundred swords and axes who throws a cup into his mouth?"

"Five hundred, it will probably take a long time to chop." Milin said half-jokingly.

Seeing Ella's attitude of getting angry if she went off topic again, Milin immediately stopped joking and turned to Lapland and asked:

"Who is the richest in the imperial capital?"

"Huh? Who is the richest? Of course the emperor... No, those temple guards should be the richest." Lapland, who was named by Milin, was stunned for a moment and immediately gave the answer.

"That's right, let's go and visit the Guardian Temple again." Milin stood up from the audience and opened his arms to the sky.

Milin, who was always looked at by people around him, became the focus of the audience because of this action.