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After waiting for a while, Deville helped Charles come down from the second floor.

Although Charles' foot was still bandaged, after a period of sleep and recovery, he was able to tap the ground with his broken foot from time to time.

At this time, Deville put on a blue dress, a strapless one, and her wheat-colored skin looked bright and shiny under the candlelight.

Hardy and Philaire stood up and waited for their master to sit down before they sat down again.

This is basic etiquette.

After Charles sat down, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was still very difficult for him to walk this distance.

However, with the treatment of natural magic, he has great confidence in his recovery speed.

"It's an honor for our Pell family to have the two of you come to our Gardes as guests." Charles asked the servant to pour a glass of red wine for everyone, then raised his glass and said: "Especially Mr. Hardy, the lives of our husband and wife are at stake." , all saved by you, thank you very much."

Deville also raised his glass to Hardy: "Thank you, Mr. Hardy."

Hardy smiled and raised his glass in response.

Philaire looked at the three of them with interest. It was her first time to attend a human banquet, and she found it quite interesting.

Charles drank down the red wine in one breath and said: "Sir Hardy, I am a straightforward person, and you are my savior. I won't say any roundabout words. You should have something to say when you come this time." It’s about business.”

The other party's quick words were beyond Hardy's expectation.

Hardy said: "That's true. I came here this time to make a deal with Mr. Charles."

Hardy didn't want to say that he was here to buy food. This was not the best way to negotiate.

"Oh, please say." Charles slowly raised his hand.

"We in Louisian County will purchase a batch of grain from you every month at a price that is 10% higher than the market price." Hardy said with a smile: "In return, I will personally arrange several people who are good at training soldiers. The generals will help your Gardes County quickly train a group of elite soldiers and generals. Of course, the salary of these people will be paid by your Gardes County."

Charles was stunned for a moment, and he asked in surprise: "Sir Hardy, isn't a price that is 10% higher than the market already a transaction?"

"No, because our purchase volume is quite large, so we have to show our sincerity." Hardy took a sip of red wine and then said: "As far as I know, almost all the vassals and knights of Gardes. They have already died in battle, and you lack military talents.”

Charles took a deep breath and said: "Your Excellency is indeed very powerful and sincere. I have never seen such a frank nobleman like you. Perhaps this is the pride and confidence of the old imperial nobles?"

Deville looked at Hardy, and she didn't know why the candle was flickering. There seemed to be bright spots of light flashing in her eyes.

Hardy shrugged: "I just think this way, the transaction is easier to succeed."

"I took advantage of this deal, so of course I have to agree." Charles poured himself another large glass of red wine, and then said: "We Gardes are short of troops now, and we don't know what to do. Your Excellency's arrival, directly gave Our new hope, thank you very much.”

Hardy also drank a drink to return the favor.

With a large glass of red wine in his stomach, Charles's face turned visibly red. He said, "Although your Excellency is from France, you take better care of us than the people from the Aijaka Empire. You don't know, now the people in each county Almost all the young people have finished fighting. The new royal family does not understand us. They actually ask us to continue to send more troops and merge them. How can we get soldiers now? Even if we can, they are old, weak, sick and disabled who have not been trained. ."

Hardy nodded in agreement.

The southern faction has more money and stronger logistics, but its biggest drawback is that there are few people.

Because there were too many slaves and they didn't have to work, they didn't want to have children at all.

Over the past few decades, their population has been only one-third that of the northerners.

But if you include the gray orcs, their population is much larger.

Hardy thought for a while and asked: "Didn't the Rommel royal family ask you to form an army of gray orcs to stop the Northern Army?"

"How do you know?" Charles asked in surprise: "His Majesty the King used a secret envoy to deliver this order. It stands to reason that only our lords of the Aijaka Empire know about it."

Hardy chuckled: "Because that's what I suggested."

"I see." Charles nodded again: "After all, it was you and Mr. Spencer who lifted His Majesty Rommel."

Hardy smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you would also know about this."

Charles took another sip of wine dejectedly and said, "In fact, it's not difficult to guess. We just need to deduce it from the results. But this conclusion really shocked us."

This is normal.

A country with a senatorial system was forcibly changed into a feudal monarchy.

I thought that there was a strong man in my country who wanted to learn some 'techniques' secretly, but when I checked, I found that there were shadows of two traditional powerful countries behind this matter.

I broke into a cold sweat on the spot.

Today they can change the southern faction into a feudal system, and tomorrow they can change the northern faction into a feudal system.

And many people are dissatisfied. Why can Rommel ride on their coattails, but they can't?

They are not much worse than the Rommel family.

Therefore, the current Southern faction is actually not very stable internally.

The more Charles thought about this, the more depressed he became. He put down the wine glass and complained: "We lords have experienced life and death at the front, while their elders are sitting back and enjoying the benefits. I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

Hardy twitched his eyebrows.

This matter has nothing to do with him. It is an internal matter of the Southern faction.

And Deville sighed softly and said, "Charles, you are drunk."

"I'm not drunk, I can still drink." After that, he poured himself another large glass of wine.

After drinking, his whole face was as red as a monkey's butt. Deville said helplessly: "A few people will come and carry your master back to the bedroom. Be careful about his feet. The injury is not healed yet."

At that moment, four male servants came from outside and lifted the sleeping Charles.

Deville smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I made you laugh."

Philaire smiled indifferently, quite quietly, she didn't care about this at all.

Hardy waved his hand: "Your Excellency Pell is quick to talk and can't hold back his words. It's actually quite easy to get along with such a person."

Deville looked at Hardy's expression seriously for a moment, then she smiled and said, "I think so too."

Then the three of them chatted casually for a while, and after drinking some more wine, the dinner broke up.

After all, the male host was drunk and fell asleep, so there was no need for them to continue.

When Hardy went up the stairs, he saw Deville blinking at him three times.

Tsk, tsk, 0249 has been blocked again. I am revising it and applying for unblocking.

Alas, the interesting complex cannot be described in words, so unhappy.