The Golden Lord Has A Perverted Sss Rank Summoning System Chapter 50

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[You have successfully conquered “Insignificant Goblin Settlement”. +5 prestige.

Do you wish to annex it as part of Goldenveil?

Warning: Goldenveil’s level and the Lord’s prestige are too low! It is impossible to annex the settlement. Upgrade Goldenveil and your prestige to the level of a county to annex it!

You have received: Insignificant City Core (Rank F)]

[Name: City Core Rank F

Description: A core necessary for founding new cities.

It can be used in a remote area to create a new city, or it can be used in an already established city to strengthen it, increasing the fertility and density of Qi and aura in the region.

An unlimited number of cores can be absorbed, but the effect decreases or increases depending on the quantity and quality.

Rank: F]

[Prestige has reached its maximum, your title has been upgraded! Intermediate Knight -> Advanced Knight. You have received 2 free attribute points]

Ethan looked at those notifications, unable to contain his excitement.

He hadn’t even counted the loot accumulated from the goblins yet, but his gains had already been enormous.

“My Lord…” Doran approached alongside two other guards, each carrying a sack on their backs.

Setting the sacks on the ground, they made room.

“We killed all the scum. This seems to be all the loot they had accumulated.” Doran declared, pulling a small dagger from his waist and tearing open the sacks.

What was revealed immediately made Ethan’s eyes sparkle.

There were at least fifty gold coins there, along with enough jewels to be worth another hundred gold coins if sold.

But not just that.

There were also beast cores, some sacred herbs, and even dozens of pieces of weapons and armor, enough to equip a small army.

“Hm…” Ethan picked up the gold coins, placing them in a small pouch at his waist.

It was exactly what he still needed to upgrade Goldenveil to the level of a large camp.

Since they had no functioning government to collect taxes, nor a functioning economy with coin production and trade, that was the only way to acquire wealth.

“Gather the rest and get everything ready for transport,” Ethan ordered. “Doran, come with me.”

Doran nodded, following alongside Ethan until they reached a place resembling an animal cage.

The interior was dark, and from within, a child emerged, a little boy no older than ten.

He had clearly lost part of his face to a goblin bite; his left eye replaced by a deep darkness.

“Sir… are you here to save us?” he asked weakly, thin hands reaching out around him, likely his mother’s.

“Yes.” Ethan nodded, drawing his sword and, with a single stroke, cutting through the bars.

He stepped back, making room for the prisoners to slowly emerge.

Human men and women, about forty in total.

They were thin and weak, their sunken eyes watching Ethan with anxiety and a glimmer of hope.

“Are you from the Darkwall settlement?” Ethan asked, his eyes falling on one of the men who seemed to be the strongest among them.

Under Ethan’s gaze, the man flinched, hesitating for a brief moment before answering.

“Y-yes, my lord… COUGH COUGH… most of us are, yes; some others are captured travelers.”

“I see… I know you’re tired, but we have no means of transportation, so you’ll have to walk there.”

“We’ve already suffered so much… one last walk won’t kill us…” The man flashed a bitter smile, forcing his legs to move.

He could barely stand up.

“Ah…” Ethan opened the system inventory, pulling out a single stamina potion.

“Divide it into equal doses; this is the only one you’ll have for the journey.” He handed the potion to the man, who immediately opened it.

He had to fight hard to suppress the urge to drink it all in greedy gulps.

But how could he?

There were children, people he cared about.

With a pained expression, he let a single sip touch his tongue, his body immediately receiving a small surge of energy.

Without hesitation, he passed the potion to the person next to him, who did the same, everyone conserving as much as possible.

In the end, the potion was barely enough for everyone.

The effect wasn’t strong, divided into so many doses, but at least it was functional enough for them to walk.

When he sensed that everyone was ready, Ethan finally declared: “I am Ethan Goldenveil, your savior and Lord of the Goldenveil settlement, formerly known as Darkwall. Those who are interested in following me and becoming my citizens will be welcomed with open arms.

Those who wish to take another path, I will not stop you.”

Obviously, none of those people chose the second option, simply waiting for Ethan to set off so they could follow him in silence.

“My lord… may I ask what happened to the former Lord?” the man Ethan had spoken to earlier asked. “And Alaric, the captain of the guard?”

“I don’t know what happened to the former Lord. As for Alaric, he was executed for treason. Doran, standing beside me, is the new captain of the guard.”

The man fell silent immediately, his eyes dropping to the ground.

Was Alaric truly a traitor?

Ethan paid no heed to those people’s thoughts, merely giving them some time and leaving them under Doran’s watch.

Together with Evelyn, he walked through the goblin camp.

“Hm… didn’t you say you’d make me captain of the guard? That man isn’t me.” Evelyn spoke beside him, her eyes narrowing with a hint of dissatisfaction.

“I know…” Ethan shook his head. “I changed my mind. In the future, I plan to create a private protection guard, just for me. I want you to command it.”

“Oh… let me see, fufufu~~ you’re going to want to fill that guard with beautiful, virgin women, and you only trust another woman of yours to command them?” Evelyn giggled, barely noticing the change in Ethan’s gaze.

He was, after all, a huge pervert.

“I… I’d never thought of that, that’s a wonderful idea!”

“What, no!” Evelyn shouted, realizing she’d said too much.

[Just as expected of a woman chosen by the host… truly worthy.]

Even the system loved the idea.

’I know, hehehe.’ Ethan puffed out his chest with pride, pulling Evelyn into his arms and sealing her lips with a passionate kiss.

“Let’s go back… Alice must be worried, waiting for us.”