"Sir, this is a secret message from Fletcher City. It should be that the financial officer has something to do, otherwise he wouldn't have sent someone here so blindly." The personal guard officer held the letter stamped with a three-color elk in his hands.
Go up, and then said softly.
"What else can happen? It's either asking for magic crystal ores from us, or exorbitant taxes under the new name." The old man said nonchalantly while playing with the gems in his hands.
"Then what do you mean..." The personal guard frowned upon hearing this and looked at his master with some uncertainty. Although he had served him for nearly fifteen years, he could never guess what he was thinking. "What I mean is very simple. Whatever the Principality of Jean needs, we will provide it; whatever the City of Frey needs, we will provide it; we will do whatever Archduke Jose asks us to do."
The old man raised his eyebrows, and then looked back at his personal guard with a smile. But there were so many things mixed in his eyes that it was impossible to guess, let alone understand.
The old man's name is Frederick, the owner of the Yunyue Mine in the Principality of Jean. He is incredibly wealthy and the biggest economic pillar of the Principality of Jean.
Perhaps because the Skylark Mine is located in the far east of the Principality of Zeon, it survived unscathed by the wrath of the "Twelve Demonic Beasts" frost giant Ymir.
From that day on, the Skylark Mine has been developing quietly and secretly, whether it is the ore trade or the ordinary people who maintain the normal operation of the mine.
Times have changed, and today's Skylark Mine has become a "principality within a principality". In addition to still being officially affiliated with the Principality of Zeon, it is a completely autonomous territory.
Moreover, the relationship between his master Frederic and the Principality of Shayrou is very ambiguous. This is Jean's weakness and a thorn in the heart of Grand Duke Jose.
The reality is like this, and it will not change due to time, space and commitment. A good bird chooses a tree to roost, and a wise minister chooses his master to serve. The Skylark Mine has no intention of becoming an enemy of the frost giant Ymir, or in other words, no force is willing to do so.
During the darkest period of the Principality of Jean, countless high-level professionals left, and countless noble families moved their graves. And Frederick chose to form an alliance with the Principality of Shayel in order to protect the children of the family, at least
Don't be destroyed by the frost giant Ymir.
The situation gradually calmed down, and the old Grand Duke Jean died tragically, and Prince Jose succeeded to the throne. The city of Fletcher fell into chaos, and this chaos lasted for more than ten years.
However, it was in just these ten years that Yunyue Mine was completely separated from the control of the Principality of Zeon and became an independent area.
But the world is unpredictable, and Grand Duke Jose turned out to be a unique genius. Not only did he make dangerous moves, he even arbitrarily killed all the noble forces who dared to disobey.
Miraculously, the Principality of Zeon was not annexed, and it also developed some demonic human weapons. However, the Skylark Mine was in desperate situation because of this. On the left is Jean who betrayed him, and on the right is Shayel who pushed back.
In anger, Frederick even chose to completely close the Skylark Mine, and frankly said that if the Skylark Mine was attacked, he would rather die than leave half a crystal to anyone.
The Principality of Sayeru chose to remain silent, but there were a lot of gold coins on the carriage going to and from the Skylark Mine. The Principality of Zeon finally compromised, and the two sides helped each other and violated each other.
However, Frederick could not have expected that the Principality of Jean would become increasingly powerful under Jose's management. Although it is now dilapidated, it is not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch.
With concessions and concessions, the Skylark Mountain Range gradually returned to the control of Fletcher City, from the first tax, to the material requisition order, to the monthly payment of half of the spar output.
Times have changed, and although today's Skylark Mine is still disconnected from the Principality of Sayeru, it is not as strong as it used to be.
However, no one knows what Frederick, the head of the family, is thinking, let alone his plans. The Principality of Jean and the Skylark Mine have always maintained a delicate relationship. Both parties treat each other as guests, and no one will take the lead in provoking a war.<
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"Go and prepare the things the financial officer asked for, and we will order them to be escorted to Fletcher City tonight." After Frederick said that, he stood up and walked out of the stone tower.
Skylarks were chirping non-stop, white clouds were wandering in the blue sky, and the cool breeze was shaking the tree trunks. Frederick took out a secret letter from his arms, and the imprint on it was a two-headed dragon.<
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"I am not willing to abandon the Principality of Zeon, but who told you to provoke the frost giant Ymir? The 'Twelve Warcraft' are the existences that dominate the world, so how can they be a bastard that can be provoked by anyone?"
"Shayru Principality, I originally planned to use the entire Skylark Mine as a bargaining chip, just to protect my family's immortality. But after all, businessmen cannot be trusted, and they are just profit-seeking villains."
"Now that the Skylark Mine is about to be exhausted, I will take my people and all the crystals to the High Court of Cisse. Although Grand Duke Grylls is called the 'Jackal' by the world, he is the only monarch who has promised me." p>
"Ten years, I, Frederick, only need ten years. By then, my heirs will inherit all the glory of the family, and will use this wealth to continue the family's bloodline."
"As an old man, the only thing I need to do during this period of time is to dig out as many seeds as possible. If a strong man can be born in the family, how can I be so passive?"
"One hundred thousand rough stones, I don't believe that these things have not returned to a land where the family can settle down and live. I will tolerate the Principality of Zeon for a while longer, and regard it as my last contribution to my homeland."
Frederick sat alone among the rocks, drinking Dark Elf fragrant tea and closing his eyes to meditate. He is already ninety-five years old this year. Although he should have retired to old age, his descendants are unable to be reused and are even mentally fragile. p>
"Sir, it's time for you to take medicine. Do you think..." The personal guard officer appeared in front of the old man at some point, dragging a dinner plate in his hand.
"Take half of the cup first. Don't blame me for this, because the family still needs me to make decisions." Frederick sighed, and waited for his personal guard to test the medicine on himself before drinking it all in one gulp. "Sir, the ore sent to Fore City is already on its way, and there is also a letter from the Principality of Cisse. It seems that there is something very important to discuss with you." The personal guard officer said as he took something out of his arms.
A letter.
The two-headed dragon brand shattered, and the handwriting of Grand Duke Grylls of Cisse came into view. Frederick's expression changed slightly, and finally settled into a smile.
"Send this to the Cisse High Court," Frederick took out a small wooden box from his storage bag and handed it to his personal guard.
What it contains is nothing else but the truth about the secret room under the Royal Palace of Fletcher. As a nobleman who has lived for nearly a hundred years, Frederick naturally has channels to inquire about this matter, even if it is the largest secret room in the Principality of Jean.
The secret.
The personal guard officer heard the words and did not dare to neglect. He carefully put the wooden box away, and then his figure gradually disappeared. The afternoon sun was warm, and Frederick fell asleep in the shade of a tree, but there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.