Freeman wiped his sweat, calmed down, and knocked on the door of the spice merchant Frey Avine.
"Lord Freavine, the news just came from the Duke of Anglia. Duke Otto feels that the alliance with the 'Triumpher' needs to be carefully considered. He will not be able to visit Stadt with you tomorrow.
That's good."
Freavenet raised his head from behind a pile of gold coins, still holding a pile of unfinished gold coins in his hand.
"It's a shame that I worked so hard to go to the Duke of Anglia to lead the race! Why doesn't he understand? Visiting the victors is like doing business. The sooner you make your move, the greater the profit. That's all. I'll go by myself tomorrow.
!Have someone prepare the carriage and horses for me when you go back!"
"This..." Freeman hesitated.
"What's wrong? Freeman? Is there anything you want to say?"
Freeman shrank his head and said in a low voice: "Lord Freyavenet, I think you should not go see the Triumphant. You have also heard these rumors in Hamburg. She is a pirate who is greedy for profit. And she
Trading is like trading with a tiger, you will be swallowed up if you are not careful."
"Really? I feel like this 'Triumph' is a little different from the previous bandits. Although the rumors are very scary, she has been stationed in Stade for so many days. Have you heard of any village being looted? And'
Unlike Snake Eyes, the Boneless One, and White Shirt, this Triumphant One should be someone with whom she can negotiate a good business deal."
Freavenet lowered his head and continued to count his gold coins. He took the gold coins out of the sack on the right, stacked them ten by ten, and stacked them neatly on the table. When the table was filled,
, he wrapped the gold coins in stacks with paper. But he did this rough and boring work with gusto.
Freeman wiped his sweat. The "Triumph" had made a deal with him, but he took the opportunity to embezzle the caravan's gold coins and framed it for the "Triumph". Once Frei Aveney and "Triumph"
If "the author" met, this matter would most likely be exposed. But he couldn't think of how to stop Frayavenet for the moment, so he could only stammer: "But Lord Frayavenet..."
"
Frey Avine interrupted him: "That's enough, Freeman, I know you have been robbed by the 'Triumpher' before, so it is normal to be afraid. But you think, even that time, 'Triumpher'
'They only stole our gold coins and didn't touch our goods, right?"
"But this also shows that the 'Triumpher' is dangerous to a certain extent! For the safety of Mr. Fray Avine, I think..."
"The Pirate Kingdom is the leader of the sea. With their support, I can safely expand trade to all parts of the world. How can I give up this opportunity just because of a little danger? Right?"
"But the Triumphant is indeed very dangerous! The reason why the previous cargo was left behind is because the subordinates fought desperately..."
Freiavine showed a look of boredom on his face: "You fought desperately? Then why were the gold coins robbed again? Enough, stop saying such deceptive words. If you are really scared, you can stay here tomorrow
It’s better here.”
"No, no, no, I'm not afraid at all, I'm just worried about the safety of Lord Frey Avine. If you must see the Triumphant, I'm willing to go on your behalf..."
"That's enough! With the way you are today, what can you achieve if you go there? I'm still busy, get out of here!"
Freavenet was angry.
Freeman didn't dare to say anything anymore. He quickly lowered his head, bent over, and tiptoed out of Freaveney's room. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and turned around, keeping his head down.
said:
"I wish Lord Frayavenay a safe journey."
"I know, I know, get out now!"
Freyavenet didn't notice that Freeman's eyes looked fierce at this moment, like a desperado.
…
…
Early the next morning, some businessmen came to see off Frey Avigny. Each exquisite gift was placed on Frey Avigny's carriage by the merchants, and Tofrey Avigny handed it over to the "Triumpher".
The names of the merchants were written on each gift.
However, more businessmen are waiting on the sidelines to see Freiavine's joke. The proposal to negotiate with the "Triumph" will only receive half the support in the Hamburg Chamber of Commerce, and the other half are opposed to it.
with an attitude of vigorous opposition.
A honey merchant from the opposition party came to the front of Fray Avine's carriage and said sarcastically: "Fray Avine, I wish you success in negotiating and becoming the pirates' dog."
Freiavinet replied with a smile: "Thank you, it is the greatest honor to be the dog of the 'Triumpher'. It is not like some wild dogs that bark for a long time without knowing who their master is."
"you……"
The extremely shameless words of Frayavenet made the honey merchant speechless for a moment. He shook his head and went back.
Freavinet watched the honey merchant go away. He knew that this was not an exception. There were countless honey merchants in the Hamburg Chamber of Commerce who had the same idea as this honey merchant. A snort came from his nose; "Short-sighted."
He doesn't care about the ridicule of these opponents. As long as he negotiates business with the Triumphant, these people will envy him to the point of jealousy.
In this way, Freavinet got on the carriage filled with gifts, escorted by a group of about a hundred guards, and set off towards Stade.
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…
When Amy arrived at the scene of the incident with a team of people, the sun was almost completely setting on the horizon.
The guards of Freavine were lying on the ground in pieces, all dead. The carriage was still in good condition, but there were two horses missing. Another horse was hit by an arrow and fell
In a pool of blood.
Amy rushed to the carriage in panic and opened the curtains.
The scene in the carriage made her sick: Fray Avenet fell on the empty carriage, an ax cut through his left eye, scratched most of his head and stopped there. Amy could even faintly
Seeing what's inside Frey Avine's skull.
Blood and unknown liquid covered the walls of the carriage.
"Who did this!"
she asked angrily, but no one could answer her.
Glahid frowned and said: "I'm afraid this matter will eventually be blamed on the King of Sweden. In this case, I'm afraid no businessman will trust the King of Sweden anymore."
Amy's hand clenched tightly.
"I remembered that the people sent by Duke Otto to the village of Brizania were also wearing togas! I was surprised at the time, but now that I think about it, is this also an attempt to frame His Majesty?"
"Based on your description, I'm afraid it is."
Glahid noticed that Amy's face began to twitch violently, as if she was trying hard to suppress some emotion that was about to burst out from her heart.
