Chapter 256 Borrowing Food
The stabbing sword in Gul'dan's hand brought out green flames, breaking through the atmosphere and approaching Akori's throat.
The two swords in Akori's hands were about to hit Gul'dan's shoulders.
The spectators held their breath and watched the game round after round. They could see without Ingra's explanation that there was only one result if this continued-
Death together!
The flames burned brightly, and Akori's heart shook violently.
Almost instinctively, he retracted the swords in his hands, slammed his feet to the left, and threw himself to the right.
This time, he got out of the way of the stabbing sword that was about to reach his throat, but he couldn't completely avoid it. The sword edge made a notch on his left breastplate, and then stabbed deeply, without any trace. It sluggishly penetrated the cloth-covered soft armor, cut through the skin, penetrated the bones, and blood shot out like a spring, only to be evaporated cleanly in the blink of an eye!
At this time, the exclamations from the sidelines suddenly sounded!
"I won!" Gul'dan said loudly.
Akori pursed his lips and looked at his empty hands in disbelief. Then he raised his head and followed the stabbing sword to Gul'dan's face, but he could only see the cold fox-faced visor.
The sword only penetrated his shoulder, and he was still capable of fighting.
But Akori himself knew that in this confrontation, his avoidance had discouraged him, and even if he continued to fight, the result would be the same.
Gul'dan won this battle.
As soon as he thought about it, the martial spirit behind Akori suddenly collapsed.
He relaxed his wrists and let the two long swords fall to the ground, then raised his right hand high to admit defeat.
"The winner - Gul'dan Fox!!!"
Gul'dan pulled out his bayonet, and his fighting spirit disappeared with his fighting spirit.
Screams, applause, and curses sounded almost at the same time. Some were cheering for Gul'dan's victory, while others were roaring for Akori's defeat.
Layered layers of chaotic sounds pressed down on Akori, making his breathing difficult.
He relied on instinct to fight, and it was this instinct that made him lose now!
You cherish your life too much, so you avoid it based on instinct, because as long as you are alive, you will always have a chance.
It’s just a defeat, just a game!
Acori tried to convince himself so, but his mind was wavering.
He is Akori, the son of Duke Ferdinand, a genius knight who awakened his martial spirit at the age of 27!
Now, under the attention of tens of thousands of people, he lost to a 35-year-old dude!
The shame fermented in his heart, almost crushing his heart.
"Raise your head, young master." Gul'dan walked to him and whispered: "You did not lose unjustly."
Thinking this was just a taunt from the winner, Akori With a sneer, he bent down and picked up his weapon: "Don't worry. Have some strength and go show off to those little girls."
Gul'dan chuckled and sheathed his sword: "Of course I will do that, but if you act too embarrassed, I, the winner, will do it in front of you. It’s not interesting, is it? ”
After combining the two long swords into a giant wave-edged sword, Akori said impatiently: "What on earth do you want to say?"
"I just want to tell you that you lost to me, not because you are inferior to others. Gul'dan looked into his eyes: "It's because I have a reason to win."
"What the hell, I..." Akori was about to argue, but stopped suddenly.
Yes, what is the reason why he must win this game?
Seeing how he was frozen in place, Gul'dan smiled and patted his shoulder, turned and left the arena, unable to help but smile.
In this game, he defeated Akori, slapped Anthony hard in the face, and boosted the momentum of the Fox family!
He let everyone know that the Fox family is still in full swing!
Of course, the other small gain is that Akori was taught a lesson.
This feeling of being condescending and educating others with reason and evidence is so good!
At the same time, inside the box, Montreal had an irrepressible smile on his face:
"Hey! Gul'dan, this kid, is still not stable enough. He is already a father, and he actually fights with others. This needs to be changed. This needs to be changed!"
"Gul'dan's talent Smart, but I don’t usually like martial arts, so I usually don’t have a good reputation. "Excellent." Archbishop Thomas commented: "With this victory today, it seems that we are not far away from breaking through to the fourth level."
At the age of 35, he is still at the third level, but he is not outstanding among the Earl family. If it were a 35-year-old Tier 4, the situation would be completely different.
And this sentence was said by Thomas.
Everyone present knew that since Thomas dared to say these words, it meant that he would mobilize church resources to support Gul'dan's breakthrough to the fourth level.
This is a promise, which means that the connection between the Fox family and the Church of Light will be closer!
Invisibly, another slap was slapped on Marquis Anthony’s face.
Earl Jonah also stepped forward to congratulate: "Brother Montreal, your family is getting more and more prosperous. In comparison, my son is just..."
Pa— —
Before he finished speaking, the sound of broken glass was heard. Everyone looked back and saw that Marquis Anthony's face was as red as fire, veins appeared on his forehead, and his stiff hands were shaking violently.
At his feet was a broken wine glass.
Aware of everyone's gaze, Anthony stood up, his cheeks twitched a few times, as if he wanted to say something to make the scene, but after seeing Montreal's proud eyes, he finally said nothing.
Flick your sleeves and walk away!
The atmosphere in the box became awkward for a while, and finally it was Raven, the organizer, who spoke: "Marquis Anthony may have something urgent, I'll go and ask."
But Raven failed to ask. What a fuss, because Marquis Anthony closed the door to thank guests and saw no one.
However, when cleaning in the early morning, there were many broken porcelain pieces and furniture in the trash can, and several limp corpses were quietly thrown into the cemetery.
Early the next morning, Anthony left Eagle Town with his bodyguards, announcing that the time had come and he would return to the capital to resume his duties.
On this day, there was also the game between Eric and Shankiev. There was a tacit understanding between Raven and the Slater family. Although the battle was inextricable and fierce, it ended up with Erick. Rick's "narrow margin" win.
No one speculated that the result was manipulated, but at least the two knights performed flawlessly on the field, so there was no trouble.
The offseason is still three days as usual, and after three days, the finals will begin.
The voice for Gul'dan to win the championship is rising, but he is not the only voice.
Some people think that as Eric is the representative of the Griffith family, and this is Raven's wedding celebration, it is reasonable for the Fox family to be humble as in-laws.
But someone refuted this.
Since they are in-laws, and Fox is from an earl family, wouldn't it be more happy and reasonable for Gul'dan to win the crown?
There were different opinions for a while, and no one could convince anyone.
September 1st, the first day of the offseason.
Leaven did not have time to rest, but stood at the gate of Eagle Castle with Nancy, leading a group of servants and waiting quietly.
The red carpet was laid straight from the castle gate to the hall, without a trace of dust, and the servants knelt respectfully on both sides.
The sun was shining just right in the sky, but it was a little too much for Nancy to bear.
She has been standing here for almost an hour!
Beads of sweat began to form on my forehead, and I could only keep moving my ankles to relieve the pain from standing for a long time.
"Isn't he just a count? He has to wait so long." Nancy muttered with some dissatisfaction: "And Jonah doesn't seem to be the kind of person who cares about everything. Even if we don't come to greet him, he should You won’t be angry.”
“Well, you’ve waited for so long, and you don’t care if you wait a little longer, right?” Raven comforted Nancy with a smile: “It’s etiquette after all. It may seem useless, but it cannot be ignored.
Jonah is an earl and Raven is just a baron. They invited them 5 days in advance and now they are waiting at the door dressed up. This is a sign of respect for both parties.
Nancy sighed, fanned herself with a fan, and nodded glumly.
As a young lady from the earl family, she has always had the only job for others to line up to welcome her, but today she was asked to wait here to welcome others.
Fortunately, not long after, only 10 minutes, a heavy carriage came slowly.
The carriage has a distinct style of the central and western provinces of the empire. It is made of the valuable second-level material "black rhinoceros". It is heavy and strong, and has a secret sense of luxury.
The horse pulling the cart obviously has the blood of Warcraft, with well-defined muscles, tall and strong, and it looks well-trained. Even though the driver did not scold him, it stopped smoothly at the end of the red carpet.
Count Jonah stepped out of the car and had put on a graceful dress. Silver lines were outlined on the black bottom, which was very grand and made his somewhat protruding belly look a bit majestic.
"Oh, this is really grand." Jonah said: "I am a guest from afar, I don't deserve such courtesy!"
Leaven took off his hat and bowed, and Nan beside him Akane lifted the hem of her skirt, bowed her head, and performed a curtsy reserved for female nobles; the surrounding servants all knelt down and called her "Your Majesty the Earl."
Although his attitude was modest, Jonah still waited for everyone to finish the etiquette before he stepped forward to help Raven up and looked at Nancy again: "Not only is Montreal's son excellent, but his daughter is also beautiful and generous. ”
“Otherwise, how could he be worthy of a talent like Baron Raven? ”
After praising three people in one sentence, the long-awaited unhappiness in Nancy's heart subsided slightly: "Uncle Jonah, thank you. I heard that your daughter is known as the Pearl of the West!"
"Outsiders are praising you. That's all." Jonah said.
After a few more pleasantries, Lei Wen said: "I heard that you are not used to local food recently, so I specially ordered someone to prepare a table of Molinier province's specialties. I don't know if it is authentic. , would you like to help me taste it?”
Jonah looked surprised: "That's great!"
A few people walked back to the hall along the red carpet and sat down at the long table. Soon there were The maid served wine and food and arranged everything for everyone.
The main dishes are barbecued meats, all of which are medium-rare, and some are even bloodshot; the real specialty is the wine, which is brewed with Warcraft milk. When poured into the bowl, the texture is like thick rice soup, with a faint smell of wine. Er and smell.
Originally, Earl Jonah did not have high expectations. After all, he has seen a lot and knows that it is difficult for outsiders to taste the taste of his hometown. Even in the same province, the taste of food is different, not to mention that in the Eagle Territory What about this place?
But after taking a bite, his eyes lit up. After drinking another glass of wine, he narrowed his eyes and kept nodding: "Baron Raven, you have troubled yourself!"
Leaven chuckled: "As long as you like it."
He could also see that Earl Jonah was really happy to eat, because he didn't even say much, just immersed himself in eating, although he still maintained He has aristocratic etiquette, but his food and appearance cannot be said to be elegant.
At the end of the meal, he patted his belly and let out a long belch: "Haha, I haven't eaten so comfortably since Molinier came out."
"I originally thought Lei Baron Wen, you have achieved great success at a young age, so you should always have a higher level of vision. , I didn’t expect to be so thoughtful. If I’m not wrong, Mrs. Nancy has put a lot of thought into this, right?”
Nancy’s pretty face blushed slightly, feeling that she was a bit neglectful - this meal Food is really all planned and arranged by Lei Wen.
It seems that I really need to learn how to manage my house.
Lei Wen said: "Nancy really helped me a lot."
"Speaking of which, you are the first nobleman from the province of Molinier that I have met. Can you tell me about the situation there?"
Count Jonah did not refuse: "No. It’s not surprising. Our two provinces are adjacent to each other. There is really not much difference in culture. If there is any difference, the terrain is different.”
“Our place is generally higher than the Nordic province. shorter, winter It’s also longer.”
“If there is anything worthy of praise, it is the snow scene. Every winter, standing on the castle and looking out, the silvery white snow all over the mountains and plains is like looking at clouds in the sky. . ”
“The hot pot you invented, Baron Raven, is really good. It will be very beautiful to eat this and look at the snowy scene in winter!”
Snow is not a rare thing, and the province of Nord is not short of it, but it lacks plains. When they think of the endless silver fields, both Raven and Nancy are fascinated.
Suddenly, Earl Jonah sighed: "It's a pity that we can't invite you two to enjoy the snow this year."
Leaven asked jokingly: "Why is this? Could it be that Jonah Can’t the count afford to feed us two?”
“It was no problem in previous years, but I’m afraid he really can’t afford it this year.” Jonah sighed: “Actually, last year. Something is not right in the winter, there is too little snow, the moisture is poor, and there are many bugs.”
“There is not enough rain in the summer, and the drought is particularly serious. There are many places with reduced yields and no harvests, let alone others. , In my territory alone, this year’s autumn grain is expected to be 80-90% less than in previous years, and I can’t even feed the serfs in my territory.”
Raven suddenly felt enlightened.
No wonder this count came all the way to Eagle Town. It seems that not only to watch the game, but the most important reason is probably to buy food.
But then, a trace of doubt came to Raven's mind: "Count Jonah, it's not that I'm overly worried, it's just that the southern province of Cartier has always been a major grain-producing area in the empire. Since you have a relationship with Count Duna there, It’s not a small friendship, why don’t you go to him to borrow food?”
Jonah didn’t expect that Raven, a little baron, would look at him so much. Able to radiate the whole country, he was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his voice: "I only tell you this, please don't leak it."
"Since the year before last, His Majesty the King has secretly produced products from the south. The various provinces have adjusted grains and basically left only their daily expenses. Even if I wanted to borrow it, I couldn't."
Nancy was a little confused: "Your Majesty the King...what are you doing to adjust the grain?"
Leaven fell into deep thought. He had heard Denise say before that the grain coming from the south has indeed become more and more important in the past two years. They come less and less, and the prices are getting higher and higher, which can corroborate Earl Jonah's statement.
A large amount of grain is transferred, either for disaster relief or for war.
In the past two years, there have been no large-scale natural disasters in the empire.
...Is there going to be a war?
Raven has always heard that His Majesty the King is very happy with his achievements and wants to expand his territory. This is nothing new.
Where is the end of the war? To transfer grain from the south, the front line should be in the north; and the province of Nord has not received any news in the past two years, and Anthony does not seem to want to integrate the army in the province.
If you can’t figure it out, just don’t think about it for the time being. Anyway, it seems that the fire can’t burn you.
Leaven did not think for long: "I wonder how much food you want? I will try my best to cooperate."
"Refreshing! As expected of a man from the North!" Earl Jonah rubbed his chest: "It doesn't take much, how about 8 million pounds, settled at 1.3 times the market price?"
"This..." Raven frowned.
Earl Jonah was a little nervous: "Why, are there any difficulties?"
In fact, he had heard from Count Tyrone that the rainfall in Nord province was not very good this year, so he was a little worried. If he can't get enough food to go back this time, I'm afraid many people in his territory will really starve to death!
Those are all his family wealth.
“Eight million pounds is still too little for your territory. How about I give you 12 million pounds of grain at a 10% discount on the market price?”
Count Jonah was overjoyed and considered it: "This is not a small amount. Baron Raven, are you really going to sell it to me like this?"
"You are an honored guest. Since you have come from afar, of course I will entertain you with all my heart." Raven smiled and said: "Besides, this Ordering food is not a big problem for me.”
Earl Jonah was secretly frightened. Although he had heard about Raven’s achievements in business during this period, he did not expect that. How could such a large batch of grain be mobilized!
Twelve million pounds of grain, according to the market price, is worth about 10,000 gold coins, which is not a lot of money for the earl.
The problem is quantity.
You know, even he could not raise 12 million pounds of grain in a short period of time during good years.
After calming down, Count Jonah asked the last question:
“So, Baron Raven, what do you need?”
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(End of this chapter)