Isnât this exactly the horse training talent he needs right now?
Lynnâs gaze shifted, looking at the two middle-aged men beside him.
: Ulel Buchanan
: 35 years old
...
: Breeding Wisdom Eye - In horse breeding scenarios, precisely judge the gene compatibility among different horses, selecting the most promising stallion combinations, greatly increasing the chance of raising quality offspring.
: Insight into Habits - Carefully observe the daily behavior of horses, accurately grasp their unique habits, and thus reasonably arrange training and rest according to their habits, significantly enhancing training outcomes.
...
: Gordon Buchanan
: 32 years old
...
: Observant Constitution - Possesses extraordinary observational skills, able to detect minute changes in a horseâs body at the very first moment.
: Saddle Adaptation - Choose or modify the most suitable saddle based on a horseâs physique, shoulder shape, back curve, and other features, ensuring the saddle fits the horseâs body, reducing the pressure on the horse during riding, enhancing the comfort and harmony between rider and horse.
...
Then.
Lynn turned to look at the three women.
They also have related to horse training and breeding.
After Lynn finished reviewing their information panels and closed them.
He noticed the young girl standing in the back was wide-eyed, looking at him.
Those bright, agile eyes were full of curiosity and doubt.
After briefly meeting Lynnâs gaze, the girl quickly lowered her head.
Alan, standing beside her, began introducing.
"Master Lynn, they are the Buchanan family from Perth City in the Badan Empire."
"Because a noble lord in the city saw Old Simeonâs granddaughter as young and beautiful and wanted to take her by force."
"Old Simeon turned to me for help, asking me to take them out of Perth City."
"It just so happened, the batch of warhorses I purchased was ready to be taken to your territory."
"Since the warhorses are numerous, someone needs to attend to them during the sea transit."
"Then I remembered, Master Lynn, you had bought so many warhorses, if not now, then surely in the future youâll need horse trainers."
"Thus, I directly brought their family to your territory..."
Lynn nodded slightly.
Alanâs words sounded a bit complex.
But he didnât mind.
As long as they arrived in his territory, and as long as the Buchanan family had the ability to train and breed horses.
He was very willing to keep them.
Adding five people meant merely adding five mouths to feed.
For a territory already housing over twenty thousand people, it was insignificant.
Lynn swept his gaze over the Buchanan family, then turned to Alan.
"Mr. Alan, do I need to do something for them?"
Alan was slightly stunned by these words.
But he quickly grasped Lynnâs meaning.
Alan smiled and explained: "Master Lynn, youâve misunderstood."
"Old Simeonâs family isnât being sold as slaves, you donât need to pay me any money."
"I donât know if Master Lynn remembers, I mentioned before that I almost died in the Badan Empire..."
"It was Old Simeonâs family who sent me to the poultry hospital in Perth City, which is why I narrowly survived."
"I am bringing them to you to repay Old Simeon."
"Because I know, you are different from those other lords!"
Alanâs words shifted, continuing.
"If possible, I hope Master Lynn can provide housing for Old Simeonâs family to live together..."
The five figures standing a few meters in front of Lynn widened their eyes, looking at him.
Waiting for the lord, Lynnâs response.
Lynn nodded and said: "No problem at all, Mr. Alan."
"Just as you said, I currently have many horses on my territory..."
"Pure-blood warhorses from the Badan Empire, a large number of ordinary horses, and even draft horses."
"I need horse trainers to look after them and handle the subsequent breeding work."
Old Simeonâs eyes were full of light.
This could perfectly utilize their skills, proving their value.
From taking the longship from the Badan Empire, arriving at the Karedi Empire, then transferring to land transport...
Along this journey, they had already learned from Alan about Lord Lynnâs territory.
They were curious, they were yearning.
If itâs just as Alan said, they would not only be thankful for leaving their former home but also for coming to Lynnâs territory.
A land far away from war, without labor oppression!
Lynn looked at Old Simeon and continued speaking.
"My territory has a pasture with a section built with red brick and gray tile roofs."
"I can accommodate them together within the pasture."
Hearing this, the five faces were full of anticipation.
Old Simeon bowed, respectfully leading his family.
"Thank you for your acceptance, esteemed lord."
Lynn nodded slightly, turning his gaze to Alan.
Alan also bowed slightly, paying respects: "Thank you, Master Lynn."
Lynn laughed: "Mr. Alan, youâre too kind."
"If we truly discuss this, it could be considered mutual assistance and benefit, right?"
Alan nodded in agreement.
Before arriving at Lynnâs territory, he had thought about taking Old Simeonâs family elsewhere.
As a merchant operating across regions, with many years of experience.
He knew many lords across the Garonia Continent.
Differing only in the depth of their relationships.
However.