nyslfriends Chapter 312 Between Lords
Chapter 312 Between Lords
Chapter 316 Between Lords
Richard stopped and looked back at Earl Hanhai. Could it be that the old man had backed down and wanted to cooperate instead?
But given the current situation, even if the other party were willing, he wouldn't be too keen on it.
Who knows if the other party will deliberately cause trouble in order to retaliate when we cooperate in the future?
Given the conditions offered by Chiffon, who among those with a desire to make money could refuse?
We don't need you!
Richard smiled slightly with his hands behind his back, his tone relaxed but his words blunt: "My lord, I'm truly sorry, please just say what you have to say. I have limited time and need to find other partners. There will always be someone who recognizes my worth."
Earl Hanhai did not respond immediately. He glanced at the soldiers who were still standing at the door, and frowned: "Take the captain of the guard away for treatment first."
"Sir!" a young soldier couldn't help but speak up, "This man is too dangerous, what if he..."
The count glared at him!
The soldier shut his mouth and, together with the others, carried the unconscious captain of the guard out, their footsteps fading into the distance.
"A healer! Call a healer quickly! The Royal Guard Commander is seriously injured!"
The doors to the lord's hall were closed.
Richard looked at the lord's hall, now empty except for the two of them, and couldn't help but think more highly of the old man.
That's bold!
Whether Earl of Hanhai had the courage to act was unknown, but he wasn't blind. Judging from Richard's demeanor and manner of bowing, he was clearly a nobleman.
Indeed, only a lord could afford to sell large quantities of food supplies and constantly talk about "war."
Nobles have their own inherent way of doing things; first and foremost, they maintain their composure and adhere to certain rules, and they won't act rashly.
As long as no war papers have been submitted, the proper etiquette between lords must be observed. As for the matter of the other party injuring the captain of the guard, it can be settled slowly over time.
Earl Hanhai walked to the cabinet in the corner of the hall, opened the cabinet door, and inside were several rows of expensive wines.
The shockwave shattered most of the glass, and shards of glass mixed with the liquor spilled all over the cabinet.
The count cleared away the broken glass, pulled out an intact bottle from the back, and then took out two silver wine glasses from the bottom shelf of the cabinet.
He walked back to the long table with the wine and glasses, uncorked the bottle, poured two glasses, and the aroma of wine mixed with the smell of blood filled the air.
Then, with a gloomy face, he walked up to Richard and handed him a glass.
"Lord of the Stars, on behalf of the Demon Spirit Empire, I welcome you to the Vast Ocean Fortress."
This is his home.
There's nothing we can do if we can't win, but we must never let others look down on us, especially in front of foreign lords, or we'll lose face abroad!
Richard took the glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Excellent wine!" he exclaimed. "The Earl's taste is indeed extraordinary. I will certainly spread the reputation of the Han Hai family's hospitality and generosity throughout the stars."
He is never stingy when it comes to helping others out.
After saying that, he paused for a moment: "You guessed right, I am indeed the lord of the stars. I can't tell you exactly where I come from for now, but if you can find out, that's your skill."
He only came here to make a quick buck, and the grain he provided will be discovered sooner or later if someone is willing to investigate.
But he remained calm.
In the short term, what good will it do to find out?
Would the Demon Spirit Empire really send an official letter to the Starry Sky Royal Family saying, "Your people have come to my house to make money?"
Don't make trouble.
If you really look into it, most of the lords are not clean.
Ten years ago, the Empire supported the Elves, which led to a war with the Dwarves. The two sides remain hostile to this day.
But Dwarven Blade Throat Wine is everywhere, and Richard's second sister even gave him a Dwarven steel longsword.
Where did it come from?
Smuggled goods!
This is something you and I both know, but neither of us will bring it to the forefront, which is why Richard used his real name when he introduced himself.
Keep a low profile as much as possible, but if you really can't, like just now, of course you should fight first and talk later!
After downing a glass of wine, Earl Hanhai's cold expression softened slightly, but he couldn't suppress the doubts swirling in his heart.
He wanted to say something, but in the end, he only managed to stammer out, "Are you that desperate for money?"
What a question!
Richard replied matter-of-factly, "What else? Who dares to say they don't need money? If I had tens of millions of gold coins, would I be wasting my time arguing with you here?"
Earl Hanhai was taken aback. He put down his wine glass, stared at Richard, and said in a deep voice, "You injured my captain of the guard. How do you intend to settle this?"
Richard knew he couldn't avoid this, so he simply provided a list.
"I can send you one hundred bottles of Silver Star lemon jam, plus one million kilograms of finely ground wheat flour. I hope this compensation will help Han Hai forget the unpleasantness of tonight."
Regardless of the circumstances, he was the one who disguised himself first, and he even severely injured the captain of the guard protecting the lord inside the castle.
If we only look at the result and not the process, he should indeed compensate. However, once the compensation is paid, the matter should be closed and the other party should not bring it up again.
Another point.
The closest territory to the Crimson Sand Territory is the Vast Ocean Territory. The most convenient route to other territories of the Demon Spirit Empire is to pass through the Vast Ocean Territory and then take a detour.
Otherwise, they would have to travel a long way through the Scorching Desert, so regardless of whether they cooperate with the Vast Ocean Territory or not, it's best to avoid things getting too tense if conditions allow.
Finally, he added with a chuckle.
"Delivery to your door as always."
Earl of the Vast Ocean found it hard to believe.
One hundred bottles of Silver Star Lemon Jam and one million kilograms of finely ground wheat flour, worth at least five hundred gold coins, this guy just rattled off as if he were giving away a sack of dried dates!
The count suddenly felt that his captain's knee wasn't so valuable after all.
but...
He shook his head and said, "I don't need any material compensation. I'd rather you do me a favor."
Richard frowned.
He preferred to use money and resources to solve problems rather than resorting to other methods, but he still patiently asked, "What is it?"
The count raised his head and stared intently at Richard's expression, as if trying to find some flaw in his face.
"I don't know why you're so strong, but you're definitely stronger than the average Lan Yue transcendent, and you can even ignore the magic-blocking array, so I'd like to ask you to help me kill someone."
Richard remained silent.
"The Obsidian Marquis of the Western Demon Realm," the count said in a low voice, "He's a member of the Holy War Alliance. He'll do anything you ask for, as long as you're willing to help..."
"stop."
Richard couldn't take it anymore and rudely interrupted, "I've said it before, I don't want to get involved in the internal affairs of your Demon Spirit Empire, I just want to do business."
As he spoke, he pointed to the pool of blood on the ground that was still wet.
"And all I did was injure your captain of the guard, yet you're demanding I kill the Marquis? Isn't that a bit too shameless of you to make such a calculation?"
The count's lips twitched.
Richard, too lazy to waste any more words, waved his hand, turned and left: "I'll send the compensation over in a few days, please remember to hand it over."
"Wait!" The count's anxious voice came from behind: "This isn't just about us demons! The death of your Sky Eagle Grand Duke's heir was also the work of the Holy War Alliance!"
Richard stopped in his tracks, turned around, and exclaimed in surprise, "What did you say?!"
Earl of the Vast Ocean said gravely, "I only learned about this this morning. The Holy War Alliance has a secret base in your Eastern Desert. After killing people, they moved from the base to the Scorching Desert and then back to the Obsidian Territory of the Demon Spirits!"
Richard suddenly realized.
The southern part of the eastern border is a vast desert, with no human habitation for tens of thousands of kilometers. If someone were to hide a base there, it would indeed be very difficult to discover.
If the lords of the Western Demon Realm help cover it up, the Starry Sky Royal Family will definitely not find anything unless they extend their reach.
More importantly, if this news is true, then the fact that this Holy War Alliance can still spare manpower to attack the orc tribes in the Cape Region shows that they are quite capable!
but...
"I'm really sorry." Richard shrugged and spread his hands. "Even if it's related to the Star Empire, I don't want to get involved. I just want to do business."
Earl of Hanhai was completely stunned!
He stared at Richard as if he were a stubborn rock, and asked incredulously, "You don't care at all!?"
Richard retorted, "I'm not the Grand Duke of Skyhawk. What does the death of his heir have to do with me? If you're asking for my help, why don't you just pass the intelligence to Starry Sky and let the royal families of both empires work together?"
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