The discussions continued for about half an hour before it was done.
The attendees chatted as they waited to be dismissed, but Althea turned her head to the aborigines. "I'm curious about something."
"Ask ahead, Ms. Althea."
"As you may have noticed, a lot of our people have formed their own teams." She began, "Do we have a team system available outside?"
The aborigines looked at each other before answering. They kept forgetting the lord and everyone else did not have the common sense they grew up with.
As always, it was the erudite Oslo who explained. "Well, there is nothing that could stop a group of people from forming teams." He said, pausing, "However, while forming teams is technically arbitrary, forming official teams is not."
"Official teams?" Gru asked, also interested in this topic.
"Official teams are basically teams from one territory who could deal or do business with other territories. Like an individual requiring a legitimate identity before doing any business at all."
Hearing 'other territories' excited the two old people quite a bit. They had heard about the other territories and did hope to know more.
Both of them traveled intensively back in Terran. With their age, they had already been exposed to most cultures in existence. They were particularly looking forward to seeing new ones.
Oslo looked at them and continued to speak. "After all, territories must protect themselves. Speaking of this…
"If a group of people exceeded a hundred people, forming an official group would be mandatory. Most territories would choose to disband this group themselves otherwise."
Althea nodded in understanding. This was probably to prevent the creation of a power outside the lord's control.
That said, she had a hunch that a new tab in her Lord Panel would show information about the Teams when they were available.
"Similarly, once made official, the registered team will have the sole right to their name. Anyone purposely making unapproved deals in the name of another team would be punishable by law."
That was to say, the law from the system. As for how the system punished people, she heard it ranged from automatic deduction of items of the space, or banning of certain skills, to the reduction of important stats among others...
"There are a lot of types of Official Teams, the most common of which are the Trade Teams and Mercenary Teams.
"In either case, the registration must pass through the village center."
"We can do this now?"
Oslo shook his head. "From what I know, the requirement is a Level 3 Village. It would also be through the village/town/city center that the updated lists of teams and their territories are listed. Of course, there's a small fee to pay."
Gru was very curious about everything, especially the aborigines' territory. Could he buy new seeds from these teams in the future? "How much?"
"It depends on the Lord."
Clutch nodded. "I once had to hire a mercenary team to gather some materials for me. The initial payment for access to the list of names costs about a silver. The hiring costs were a bit more expensive."
Speaking of this, Oslo then remembered a few more points. "Ah, territories also reserve the right to determine the rights and limitations of teams. "Though I think the base fee of 100 gold for creating a Team is fixed, everything else could be manipulated.
"For example, a maximum membership of 100 people, maximum number of Elementalists, among others.
"There was also a certain amount of tax per month to be paid to the territory they were operating in, which would depend on the Lord. In cities, it was typically about 10% on top of the usual taxes."
Harold pursed his lips. It sounded troublesome. "What are the other advantages of building a team?"
"Big teams could also build their own places within a territory, if the lord allows. They can also hire people through the town centers, but they will pay twice as much as the lord does."
This meant that Official Teams, in a way, was a certain entity in and of itself. Many forces would become teams just for the feeling of power.
"You really know a lot," Brenda commented. The last few points even they didn't know.
Oslo looked proud, combing back his golden hair, and sent them a winning smile.
"Well, the cousin of an ex is a lord of a town," he said, "I learned a lot from them."
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Ferrol Town
That same day, thousands of kilometers away, Garan and the others stood in the Town Center with deep frowns.
"Geez, 100 gold registration fee is really expensive," Gill mumbled, looking at the tablet. "And there's an additional 10 gold for every ten members. What a scam."
"I told you, I can lend you some money." A foxy woman sauntered next to Gill, flirtatiously wiping her well-manicured finger on his chest.
Gill shivered but didn't do anything, and he even had to hold back his poisonous tongue. Who told this woman to be the cousin of the Lord here?
She was a gorgeous woman with purple hair and eyes. Even after months in this place, it still took a while to get used to all these odd hair and eye colors.
Garan's lips twitched in amusement and the others held back their laughter at his constipated face. Gill glared at them and lightly pushed her hand away.
Cassandra pouted. However, she was a decent woman who still had some boundaries.
She took a step back and let her future lover's teammates join him in front of the tablet.
"What do we name the team, boss?"
Garan was silent. He had wanted to name it Althean or any of the cute couple names she came up with.
Unfortunately, he was simply leading this team and did not think he owned it. In the end, he chose something they all related to.
Garan paused for a moment, opening his mouth and his low baritone voice sounded across the halls.
"Terran Mercenary Team."