"Who is this? It's Baron Narante's wedding now, and he actually asked Baron Narante to stop the wedding. Isn't this too rude?"
"Yes, these people are too rude. Are they the imperial king of the Holy Continent? Aren't they afraid that Baron Nalant will be angry?"
Although the voice of the Holy Son was not loud, it was not quiet at all, so that everyone at the wedding could hear it clearly.
After hearing these words, a group of nobles from the Glory Continent began to discuss in low voices.
Because the nobles of the Glory Continent were too little informed in this Holy Continent, they did not know the identity of the Holy Son and others.
"Hush, everyone, please keep your voice down, these people are all strong men in Io continent!"
Fortunately, at the next moment, the king of the Holy Continent gave a kind reminder.
Because the kings of these principalities also felt that the Holy Son had gone too far.
But their strength was overwhelmed, and there was nothing they could do.
Now I just hope that this Holy Son will not go too far, otherwise even the entire human race of the Holy Continent will be humiliated.
After all, Nalant can now represent the top combat power of the Holy Continent.
This Holy Son's failure to give face has the same effect as not giving them face.
"Your Majesty the Holy Son, I don't know what you have to do. It's Nalant's wedding now, and the guests are all waiting. How about we wait until the wedding is held to talk about it?"
At this time, even Theodore, who realized something was wrong, hurried over.
He was worried that Narant, who was young and energetic, would not be able to bear this tone.
"Theodore, there's nothing going on today without you, just stand aside!"
However, what President Theodore didn't expect was that the Holy Son didn't take him seriously at all.
Some time ago, President Theodore was of use to him because of circumstances.
But now that matters with all the kingdoms have been discussed, President Theodore is naturally of no use.
Even the Holy Son wanted to slightly show the majesty of the Kingdom of God.
To prevent the principalities from really thinking that their Kingdom of God is a philanthropist.
"President Theodore, it's okay. Just wait aside and I'll talk to His Excellency the Holy Son!"
When Nalant saw the aggressive look of the Holy Son, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
With his current strength, such a close distance, and the small bone dragon, it is definitely possible to attack and kill the Holy Son.
However, for the sake of Stella and his people, he still needs to be patient for the time being.
However, this Holy Son must not be pushed into a hurry, otherwise the rabbit will bite people if he is pushed into a hurry.
"Your Majesty the Holy Son, please tell me if there is anything you want to discuss with me."
"Let's see if it's something I can do."
Nalant looked at the Holy Son.
"Haha, Baron Nalant, you can definitely do it!" The Holy Son nodded with satisfaction upon hearing Nalant's answer.
After a pause, he continued: "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just about your wine from the Storm Territory."
"wine?"
Nalant's eyes narrowed slightly.
I didn't expect that the Holy Son would do this.
However, this is normal. In the past few days, neither he nor President Theodore.
I have long expected that such a day would come.
"Yes, it's wine!"
"Speaking of which, Baron Nalant, because of this wine, I think highly of your Holy Continent."
"In such a noble and barren continent, a rare and beautiful wine unexpectedly appeared."
"And I like this kind of wine very much!"
"Also, I can't bear to have this wine only be sold in the less expensive areas of this Holy Continent."
"I want to sell wine to the Io continent so that people in the Io continent can also realize the deliciousness of wine."
"In this way, I believe that this beautiful thing, which is like a gift from the gods, will not be insulted!"
The corners of the Holy Son's mouth curved slightly, and the words he spoke were very beautiful and majestic.
"Then thank you, Your Excellency, the Holy Son. If Your Excellency, the Holy Son, wants to purchase wine, I, Nalant, will definitely be extremely honored."
"Therefore, when the time comes, we will give priority to His Excellency the Holy Son's caravan with the greatest capabilities!"
Nalant immediately responded without leaving any trace and in a high-sounding voice.
Although he knew that the Holy Son probably had more than just such thoughts.
But if he had other thoughts, Narant probably wouldn't be able to agree to it.
"No, no, no, Baron Narante, that's not what I planned!"
Sure enough, as soon as Nalant finished speaking, the Holy Son raised his finger and shook it.
"Baron Nalant, I plan to brew this wine on the continent of Io."
"Because I feel that the elements and magic power of the Holy Continent are too barren, and it may also limit some of the deliciousness of the wine."
"But if we put it on the continent of Io, I'm afraid the wine's taste could be even better."
"Besides, Narant, you are just a baron after all, and your wine production is very limited."
"This also greatly limits the spread of wine, so why not let me, the Kingdom of the Sun, carry it forward."
"Of course, as a Kingdom of God, we are also very sensible."
"After all, this wine is the product of your Storm Territory, so I will use gold coins or other items to exchange for it."
"Baron Narant, I will give you a quantity now and see if you can accept it."
"Our Kingdom of God is willing to spend 100,000 gold coins, plus ten fruits that can increase the realm of fighting spirit!"
"Baron Nalant, this fruit that increases the realm of fighting spirit is very precious even in our continent of Io!"
"How about it, Baron Nalant can accept this condition?"
The Holy Son of the Kingdom of the Sun looked at Nalant with an expression that said he had earned it, waiting for his answer.
However, no one knew what Nalant's answer was.
But the nobles of the Holy Continent and the Glory Continent were already cursing in their hearts.
One hundred thousand gold coins?
Anyone who is not a fool knows that this is to send beggars away.
Nalant's wines would probably make more than enough money in a year just by selling them to an empire.
Now the Holy Son actually wants to exchange this price for wine.
And his appetite is still surprisingly large, and he wants to transplant both winemaking technology and grapevines (vines) to the continent of Io.
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"Your Majesty the Holy Son, I'm afraid I can't agree to your request."
Nalant said directly in a cold voice.
Although he really doesn't want to offend all the gods right now.
But it doesn't mean that the Kingdom of God can be humiliated wantonly.
"Can't agree? Baron Nalant, you have to think about it."
The expression of the Holy Son immediately changed.
The face that was still smiling turned cold.
There was a faint hint of threat in his words.
In an instant, the entire wedding scene became quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
"That's right, Your Excellency the Holy Son, although my title, Nalant, is small, I am still a lord."
"This wine is a specialty of my Storm Territory, so I cannot agree to your conditions!"
"If you want to obtain the right to sell wine in the Kingdom of the Sun God, or even the entire continent of Io, I can agree."
"But it is absolutely impossible to directly obtain the brewing methods and materials!"
Narant knew that it would be useless to compromise at this time.
At the moment, I don’t give any face at all.
While he was talking, he was also talking to the little bone dragon in his heart.
"Nalant, if you really take action today, you can teach this bullshit saint a lesson."
"However, it is best not to kill him directly on the spot. After all, he is the holy son of the Kingdom of the Sun God."
"If you kill him in public, I'm afraid the Sun God Council will fight until death."
"Even if I can take you to seek shelter from the black dragon, I'm afraid it won't be that easy to mediate by then."
"But just teach him a lesson, and when the dragon clan comes forward, this matter can be suppressed!"
"Okay, Mr. Bone Dragon, I understand!"
After listening to the words of the little bone dragon in his mind, Nalant nodded.
At the same time, the long sword in Nalant's hand was gradually placed on his waist.
Because he saw that several of the guards around the Holy Son also showed signs of drawing their swords if they disagreed.
Now all we have to do is wait for an order from the Son of God.
Wow!
When the surrounding nobles attending the wedding saw this scene, their expressions suddenly changed.
What should they do if a fight does break out between the two sides?
Will there be conflicts between the Holy Continent and Io Continent?
"Your Majesty the Holy Son! Please wait a moment and let me persuade Baron Nalant!"
At this moment, High Priest Dagmar finally made a move.
She didn't expect that this holy son would be so tough in dealing with things.
Where is the discussion here?
Dagma finished speaking to the Holy Son. After the Holy Son nodded and stepped aside with a dark face, she came to Nalant.
"Baron Nalant, don't be too impulsive!"
"High Priest Dagmar, I'm afraid this is not impulsive on my part, right?"
Nalant glanced at the Dagma High Priest and didn't give him a good look.
Since this Holy Son came with the Holy Son, she was obviously involved.
High Priest Dagmar knew that he was in the wrong, and looked a little embarrassed, and continued: "Oh, Baron Nalant, I know that it is wrong for our talented goddess to do this."
"After all, you are also the husband of Saint Stella."
"But you don't know how much profit your wine has."
"This is a benefit that all the kingdoms of God will not let go of."
"So, I'm afraid you really won't be able to keep this wine."
"Of course, our Goddess of Talents will seek the best interests for you for Stella's sake."
"For example, ensure that wine from Io Continent will not be sold to the Holy Continent."
"And we will never let third parties know how to make wine."
"More importantly, if you are not satisfied with the previous conditions of the Holy Son of Sun Kingdom, we can still have a discussion."
Dagma spoke out sincerely.
On the one hand, it is to obtain the recipe of this wine as peacefully as possible.
It’s not because of this incident that Stella has a gap in her relationship with the talented goddess.
In addition, she really felt that the Holy Son acted too domineeringly.
If it were their land of talented goddesses who came to negotiate, then things like that would never happen.
Because in the continent of Io, this is not the first time that the kingdoms of gods have done this kind of exchange and trade.
For example, the magic weapons and equipment produced by the Goblins in Io are very popular.
Then they will negotiate a cooperation with the goblins, let the goblins produce, and they will sell.
At that time, the interested parties will be divided proportionally.
In this way, it is a win-win situation.
Although wine is even more special because you can completely master this technology in your hands.
But since that's the case, it's better to share some profits with Narant.
Presumably, Narant may have no choice but to accept this.
It is estimated that the Holy Son is accustomed to being as arrogant as ever and does not look down on the people of the Holy Continent at all.
It's like sending a beggar away, not to mention getting a share, even if it's gold coins, it's only 100,000.
"Your Majesty the Holy Son, what do you think? We are discussing the terms of cooperation?"
Dagmar didn't wait for Nalant to answer and looked at the Holy Son again.
"Hmph, kid, you are lucky to have a good wife, a saint from the Kingdom of the Goddess of Gifts!"
"Let's do this. For the sake of High Priest Dagma, our Sun Kingdom will give you a cooperation condition that can only be found on the continent of Io."
"That is, you only need to provide us with the formula and raw materials of this wine. In addition to the conditions just mentioned, it is guaranteed that you will get half of the profit from the sales of the wine in the Io continent in the future."
Hearing this, the Holy Son thought for a moment and finally snorted coldly.
If Dagmar hadn't been there, he would have definitely tried to coerce Nalant into submission.
Of course, the half percent removed can be deducted from the Talented Goddess Kingdom anyway, and that’s the same thing.
As long as they, the Kingdom of the Sun, have the wine-making method and vines in their hands, it will be fine.
"How about it, Nalant, you should be satisfied with this, right?"
Dagmar finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the Holy Son had made such a big concession.
This half percent profit may not sound like much, but the continent of Io is so huge, and its population is countless times greater than that of the Holy Continent.
By then, the half-percent profit will probably not be much less than what Nalant earned in the Holy Continent.
In her opinion, Nalant should be satisfied.
However, she thought Nalant would compromise and had no choice but to accept this condition.
This is completely impossible.
I saw Narant smiling.
"Your Majesty the Holy Son, you are so generous. Not only do you want my vines, but you also want my brewing method."
"In the end, I was given half a percent of the profit and asked to be grateful. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
"I will say it again now, there is absolutely no way I can sell the wine-making method and the vines."
"If you think that the Kingdom of the Sun God can be robbed by clever tricks, then I would rather destroy it than be taken away!"
"You..." When the Holy Son heard Nalant's words, his already ugly face instantly darkened.
"Boy, if it weren't for us as a kingdom of gods, it would be a question of whether your continent could be saved!"
"Now that the dark creatures have been driven away, you have forgotten to be afraid!"
"We in the Kingdom of God want your wine and are willing to discuss cooperation with you. That's because we think highly of you!"
"Now you call us robbers, boy, you are blaspheming."
"And the guilt of blasphemy, do you know?"
"Blasphemy? You are really good at criticizing me!" Nalant sneered.
I knew that the Holy Son was ready to take action.
And this blasphemous hat is an excuse to do something.
At the moment, I wasn't ready to say anything.
With the long sword in his hand, he was ready to draw out Cambridge.
"Ho ho ho! Haha, Nalant, you kid, you didn't tell me, Black Dragon, in advance about your wedding!"