Chapter 578 579. Decisive
Faced with the almost naked questioning, Stewart remained calm and did not look like an eighteen-year-old young man, and Haxo still smiled as if he had not seen anything.
"My lord."
Hilton narrowed his eyes dangerously and called out respectfully again.
"This is different from what we agreed before. I have sold my goods to you at the biggest discount. Which one of you here has not eaten the food in my fleet? Which one The equipment on your body has not been repaired by the craftsmen in my team?”
"The guards of my convoy have also helped in many battles. We can't just be like prostitutes visiting a brothel, and we can't recognize people when we lift our pants, right? This is neither decent nor upright."
Haxo's expression didn't change at all.
"Of course, Mr. Hilton, it's dishonorable and dishonest"
"But it will keep us alive."
"You can't see how many people out there want to Starved to death or cold to death? ”
"Of course I feel sad and sad for those poor people, sincerely." Hilton said coldly, "But I will definitely not destroy my goods because of sadness and sadness!"
The steel in the merchant's sleeves belongs to The cold light was already coming out of the cuffs.
“So I don’t need you to destroy your goods.” Haxo said with a smile, “We will help you.”
“Hakso! Don’t do it, you bastard. Shameless! I am from Soden, and I will not lose money for the lives of you Cintra people!"
"Oh? Dedicate your life to the cargo of this convoy?”
For the first time, Haxo showed an expression other than a smile. He was a little surprised. Hilton's words seemed to confuse him.
"But as far as I know. Lincoln, what is our Mr. Hilton's main business?"
The half-year-old child who has been taking notes around Hacksall first sucked He sniffed and gave the answer fluently.
"Sir, Mr. Hilton is a businessman with a Temerian royal license. He uses Soden as a transit to sell Temerian high-end handicraft products to us at high prices. We are unable to produce these. , so we can only pay whatever price he offers. "
"Then can I think so?" said Hacksaw.
"Our friend from the great northern country has made countless wealth by relying on his monopoly reselling business. His many luxurious properties in Soden, Temeria, and Cintra, and his large sums of money, are all The wealth created by the hard work of the people of Cintra, and all he relied on was a piece of paper with a white floral pattern?"
"And when the war came, when the Nilfgaardians began to ravage. When this land and the people on it, this country has been taken advantage of time and time again by financial means."
"You said that the people here have nothing to do with you. You said you would rather go. I don’t want to release a convoy of goods for the lives of these people.”
Hakso was still smiling, but that smile made the tent feel cold inexplicably.
“Dear Mr. Hilton.”
"You have enjoyed all the honor and applause that money and channels have brought you in this country, and the girls in the brothel are willing to fuck your eggs for your gold coins. Now you want to leave a less good business, sir."
"Even if I did before, I don't allow it now!"
There is no doubt that Hilton was suppressed in the momentum of the conversation.
Haxo's hand that was not holding the scepter grabbed Hilton's dagger in his sleeve, and placed it on his neck very calmly and politely.
"Of course, my neck is under your knife now. You don't need such a sophisticated dagger, a razor can open my throat. But before you pull out the handle of the knife, I I have to remind you first.”
From beginning to end, his smiling eyes were fixed on Hilton's eyes. "I don't care about my life, my dear sir. Because as I said to you, you have earned the money of the people of Sintra, and now it is your turn to pay it back. I am a royal steward, and I used to sit on the majority floor of Sintra. It’s shit on people’s heads! I have everything you have, so I should pay it back now.”
“But I have to pay it back. Just to remind you, sir."
"After you pull the knife away from my veins, you and your friends will come out of here safe and sound, I promise."
" Then my son will go to the Nilfgaardians, the Nilfgaardians alone.”
"My son will chop them alive, chop off their limbs and hang them on wooden poles, castrate them and stuff the things into their mouths."
"These wooden poles will be in the final Put it up in a conspicuous place, along with a sign. The sign will say: We did this together, thanking the Hilton Chamber of Commerce for its material support."
"Your mother, wife and children seem to be asking for help. Den? That’s a really dangerous place. After all, with the Nilfgaardians’ strength, pride, and arrogance, it doesn’t seem to be difficult to go to Soden and kill a wealthy merchant’s family who insulted them?”
Ha? Keso's voice was soft and polite, as if he was still serving the royal family of Cintra.
Geralt has heard this sound before, when he first met Calanthe and it was this sound when Haxor shaved him.
At the time, he enjoyed Hacksall's approach and sound.
But now
Hilton unconsciously licked his lips with his tongue, his eyes flying around in panic.
The mercenary who was about to touch the hilt of the sword at his waist blinked blankly and moved his hand away from the easily misunderstood position.
Haktholl loosened Hilton's sleeves and smiled.
A look that says you're ready to take action.
But the big businessman who was so aggressive just now seemed to be afraid that the dagger would shave off a piece of Haxo's beard.
With an extremely gentle gesture, he held his breath and took a step away.
It wasn't until the dagger completely left the skin of Haxo's neck that he suddenly began to breathe again.
The former royal steward smiled as always, looking at the big businessman who was panting heavily and starting to sweat coldly.
"We will take away all useful cargo from your convoy. We will recruit all your convoy guards."
"This is not a request or solicitation, this is a notice I am giving you on behalf of the people of Sintra . ”
Now, everyone in this tent has nothing to say.
Haxo smiled, while his son stood beside him with a calm expression.
Everything seems normal.
But it was clear to everyone who laid eyes on them that they were simply crazy!
From now on, there will no longer be room for small groups in the entire refugee group.
If anyone still stands in the way of the goals of Haxo and his son, they will drag them to death without hesitation!
There is no doubt that it is a decisiveness close to self-destruction!
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(End of this chapter)