If Sean had no roots, things would be easier to solve.
Don't think that the officials at the Solo City Hall are so honest, but he is so entangled with Angie Beina that the city hall officials can only deal with it impartially.
The privileged class like Swindi has always dealt with special matters, and many things can only be done in one sentence. I have never seen such a Tai Chi pusher who does not take responsibility. It would be strange if his nose is not crooked with anger.
With no other choice, Swindi used his connections with the Holy Ether Church, but he didn't expect that the other party was not a good person either, and he defected to the Conclave of Witches neatly.
Angie Beina, who they had met once, had a strong crush on, and was ready to find an opportunity to develop a romantic relationship, turned out to be a witch from the secret society of witches, which greatly reduced Swindi's sense of her.
What surprised Swindi even more was that the Holy Ether Church, which had always been tough, had become so soft when it came to the Manyu Army Diocese. It was simply unbelievable on the plains of Asia Minor. Those witches did not dare to show their faces. They dared to come out.
They were all sent to the stake.
"This is the way the world is." Conrad was not surprised. "It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others."
"How do you say it?" Swindi showed an interested look.
"It's impossible to beat the opponent to death completely in a short time, but there is a way to make the opponent uncomfortable." Conrad said meaningfully.
"What method?"
"What the other party wants to do, the other party cannot do it." Condra continued after seeing Swindi's listening look.
"Didn't the other party collude with the corpse collectors to transport the seriously injured gladiators for rescue? We let them not have this chance! At that time, they will either execute them directly on the spot, or they will make up for it afterwards. No matter how strong their medical skills are, they will not be able to bring them back to life.
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Swindi slapped his thigh hard, "This method is good, why didn't I think of it before? In this way, no matter what they want to do, the plan will fail. Just do this, they make it difficult for me, and I make it even more uncomfortable for them!"
Then Swindi showed an embarrassed look, "This method requires the cooperation of the big slave owners. As an outsider, I can't persuade them."
Swindi would never admit it. Previously, he ignored the rules and behaved in an extremely domineering manner. He sent the Valesta Butcher to death and offended the slave owners, big and small. Now he has no shame to ask others for help.
Conrad is also the owner of a monkey. He is a monkey spirit. He had made all kinds of investigation preparations before coming, and said with a smile.
"Don't worry, Sir Viscount. My lord has some connections in this area, so he will naturally help you. Before coming, I have visited several of the largest slave owners in the Manyu Army. They are deeply sympathetic to what happened to Sir Viscount, and they have also eaten
Similar to Lord Viscount's dumb loss, he is only weak and unwilling to cause trouble. If Lord Viscount is willing to take the lead, they will organize people in the industry to jointly support Lord Viscount."
After listening to Conrad's explanation, Swindi couldn't help but glance at his new captain of the bodyguard, sighing inwardly, he is also the captain of the bodyguard, why is there such a big difference? Look at how good his captain of the bodyguard is at doing things.
My own situation is better. Herbert is a crazy martial artist. He knows how to fight and kill all day long, but at least he still has force. Now he is a stupid idiot who can do nothing but eat.
"This time, I acknowledge your kindness to Lord Baron, and I will definitely repay it if I have the opportunity in the future."
The steps were paved to the bottom, so Swindi had no reason not to take the opportunity to go downhill.
Conrad was indeed very thorough and efficient. As soon as Swindi nodded, a grand party was held that night.
The participants were all celebrities from all walks of life led by Manyu's army. These people were more or less related to the slave gladiators, and were mainly local small nobles.
Not to mention a big shot like the Duke of Borg, even those hereditary earls, hereditary viscounts, and Patram may not be able to invite him in person, let alone Conrad, the chief of personal guards who bears his name.
If you go out, you usually can't even enter other people's mansions.
Even the small nobles in these places are obviously carefully selected. Most of them are close to the Holy See of Saint Ether and have expressed their dissatisfaction with the new medical treatment either in private or in public.
When these people got together, they naturally had the same odor, and consciously or unconsciously, the topic turned to the medical center.
"That bastard born from a slave is becoming more and more lawless. My slave was saved, but I, as the master, didn't know it. I came to ask for my slave back, and he asked me for twenty silver coins.
Are you kidding me? A cripple with a broken leg wants me for twenty silver coins, and I can buy two good new slaves."
"Your slave just doesn't have the goods on the table. He can only warm up at the beginning. Not to mention a broken leg. Even if it is intact, he will not survive the season. Just treat him as dead."
"That's what I say. This is not the rule. No matter whether they are dead or alive, they are all my slaves. It is up to me to decide whether to give them away or not. What is his behavior of taking things without asking?
Robbery! The behavior of bandits! Those people in the city hall are all blind and deaf? Is this kind of shop allowed to open? Is this kind of behavior allowed? This is ruining the atmosphere of our city of Solo."
"Those people in the city hall only focus on money. As long as your money is delivered and your taxes are paid in full, they don't care whether you slaughter pigs or people. What's more, Miss Angie Beina is obstructing it.
, those guys who follow the trend should turn a blind eye."
"Anything, once that demon girl gets involved, it will definitely be bad. I really don't understand what the Duke thinks, and he allows those demon girls to roam freely among our military leaders. Since those demon girls came, our military leaders
Nothing good has ever happened. If you ask me, all those witches should be sent to the stake. Believe in the God of Truth and promote the Holy See of Saint Ether as the right way. Since the Holy See established a church in my town, those unruly people have obviously
Much more docile.”
"Don't make such slanderous remarks. Your lord, the Duke, naturally has his own considerations when doing this. You only see the good things about the Holy See of Saint Ether, but don't see its disadvantages. You don't see how powerful the Holy See is in the plains of Asia Minor."
To what extent? Many people only know the pope but not the king. In some places, divine authority has even replaced royal authority. The Lancelot royal family has formulated many policies to restrict the Holy See of Saint Ether in recent years. Royal authority and divine authority in the royal capital
The fight is even more intense. It is precisely when the Duke saw this that he turned a blind eye to the development of that group of witches, in order to limit the rapid expansion of the Holy See and benefit from it for our territory."
"Your Majesty has great opinions and thorough analysis. His Excellency the Duke makes policies based on the entire military leadership. It is not something we can just speculate on! Everyone, be careful what you say! Be careful what you say!"
"We are only talking about business today, not political affairs! I heard that the protagonist of tonight's banquet is the Viscount from the royal capital. I heard that he was also humiliated in the medical center. I also heard that the notorious
The Butcher of Vallettas is not dead.”
"I've also heard that the people at the medical center used dark magic to revive him. It's said that he sacrificed a lot of animals and pulled him back from the hands of death. You were also present at that game, Starbuck.
Jazz didn't hold back. It's a bit incredible that he could survive such an injury. Anyway, this medical clinic still has some skills."
"It's just a pretense! Who can say for sure whether he is the real Butcher of Vallettas? Maybe the medical office hired a man of similar stature to promote itself, and deliberately faked scars to promote his medical skills?
This is a common trick of those swindlers! I didn’t hear that the guy at the medical center was so demented that he only ate.
Even if there is something wrong with his brain, he would not act so thoroughly. If you ask me, he must be a fake."
"Things are not that simple. The Lord Viscount is accompanied by another great knight. The impostor you are talking about has no power to fight back. The other party has such great ability and makes such a big effort. He can do it casually.
Can you find a big knight with a similar body shape to pretend to be?"
"Don't forget that behind the other party is a secret society of witches. For them, this is not a difficult thing?"
"Whether he is a fake or not, what does this matter have to do with us? That guy deserves it. If he hadn't been so arrogant, how could he have done so many things?"
"That Lord Viscount did act a little arrogant, but he was young and energetic, and it was excusable. Now that he has admitted his mistake, the matter has been revealed. But I don't know that Baron Patram invited us to gather together.
What’s the purpose?”
"What else can we do? Of course we want to please the Viscount and use our hands to continue fighting with him."
"Fight with the other party? It's up to us. I heard that the Viscount has been busy recently. Even Bishop Alva and Brother Jason have been invited. In the end, there was nothing we could do. We, the little
What can I do with my arms and legs?”
"The nature is different. If they take action, it is very likely to cause an all-out war between the Holy See and the Parliament. We don't need to fight the other side. We just need to deal with our gladiators cleanly and not give the medical center a chance to miss them. That is to say, we will deal with them
The biggest blow, Baron Patram should take note of this!"
"This is indeed a method, but doing so would be too bloody and cruel, and I'm afraid it would cause bad effects among the gladiators."
"Ha... your idea is a bit ridiculous. When will gladiatorial combat stop being bloody? Stop being cruel? Do you actually care about what those slaves think? Should you be called kind? Or a woman's benevolence?"
"How can this be regarded as a woman's kindness? I am just a human being who leaves some room for error. Since they have already died once, and being saved is considered a good life for them, why do we have to do it absolutely, even if we don't even have this opportunity?
What about blocking it? It will only arouse greater resentment from those slaves."
"Hey, do you still expect those slaves to miss us? As long as you give them a chance, they would like to hang us all. The function of such people's lives is to create wealth for us. Without this function, they would not be alive.
It makes sense.”
"This idea of yours is wrong. It will only increase the hatred of those gladiators for no reason. Sooner or later, they will no longer tolerate it and confront you tit for tat. How will you deal with it?"
"This is not easy, just kill them all and replace them with a wave of gladiators!"
"Butcher! What's the difference between you and a butcher?"
"What qualifications do you have to criticize me? You and your family are the biggest slave owners among us, right? Your gladiators also participate in competitions to gain wealth! Ha... you won't tell me that you are ready to respond to the release of slaves
Order, give those slaves their freedom?"
"Not necessarily now, but I will do this one day in the future, because this is the general trend in the future. You always say that after giving freedom to slaves, our land will be barren and we will lose our wealth, but Lancelot
After the royal family has been in power for so many years, the Asia Minor plains have not been desolate, but have become more prosperous. The royal family's financial deficit has been completely reversed. It is not impossible to surpass the Kingsley family in the future and become the richest family in the mainland."
"I think you are stupid because of reading! If you want to accumulate wealth that surpasses the Kingsley family through farming, don't be wishful thinking. The wealth produced by a small mine is enough to produce a city with tens of thousands of people for more than ten years.
, and this is the plains of Asia Minor, not your remote countryside. If you drive all the slaves to farm, I dare say that your family will be defeated in your hands in less than ten years."
"you……"
"Okay, you two, stop arguing. The real boss is here, let's listen to what they have to say!"
Although these people are talking a lot and expressing their opinions, they are just talking in their own small circle. In fact, they know that the one who can really make the decision is not among them, but the small circle that Swindi and Conrad belong to.
Although there were only five or six people there, they were all real big slave owners. None of them had less than a hundred gladiators, many of whom were outstanding. The combined number alone accounted for two-thirds of the others present.
When they made their decision, the banquet was basically finalized - politics has always been a power game for a small group of people, and this has never changed.
Whether it was Swindi, Conrad, or the big slave owners, all of them had faces full of joy and smiles. It was obvious that they had achieved satisfactory results in the secret talks just now.
Swindi and Conrad have power, and those big slave owners have money. When a result that satisfies both parties is reached, it is the most typical power-for-money transaction. As for the interests that are sacrificed, they are nothing but a group of insignificant people who never existed in the first place.
Slave gladiators for human rights.
Of course, this is secretive and unfair. As for the price that Swindi and Conrad paid, no one knows. Those big slave owners announced their decision in this regard.