Is There Something Wrong with You, Lord?

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"How's the loss?" Feralas Fanxing looked gloomy. There had just been a rebellion in the city where he was.

The group of mud-legged people who called themselves the White Horse Club did not know what channel they went through, but they were able to buy a new type of arms from the Red Wind Collar, a special kind of puppet beast-type people combined with foreign countries.

It is a product that Red Wind Collar has just launched. It is extremely powerful, and it is called the licker.

"The Baiju Club has all been wiped out, but we have also suffered serious losses. This time the loss is estimated..." The old butler on the side reported truthfully.

Hearing this loss, Feralas's expression became more and more difficult to look: "Go to the red wind collar, and they must give an explanation. They dare to sell arms to these mud-legged people without permission, and they must pay for the loss. "

"My lord, this may be a warning given to us by Hongfeng. Just yesterday, they adjusted our purchase price and service fee, which increased by at least ten times." The old housekeeper said.

These words made Feralas furious in his heart: "How dare he dare to this group of pig-like god-given lords!!!"

The old butler didn't speak, he just let Feralas vent and scolded, but Feralas didn't dare to do it at all. If he really wanted to do it, even if he was ten times more powerful, he would not be an opponent.

No matter how strong, can the headquarters of the Silver Star Alliance be strong? Nothing but incompetent rage.

After venting, Feralas finally calmed down: "What's the reason for the price increase?"

"Most of the raw materials have been robbed by the god-sent lords of the foreign land. It is estimated that it will take ten years to return to normal, and it is also announced that the price will continue to increase. If we don't want it, the red wind lord will not lack the sales of those of us, and we can supply all of them. Dragon Emperor, the real Dragon Emperor is willing to buy it at a price that is 10% higher than the market price."

Feralas's calm state of mind was messed up again.

"Hu~buy, ask them if they sell the licker." Feralas finally suppressed the anger in his heart and chose to buy.

He wasn't stupid either. He naturally knew that this time the White Horse Club was a disgrace to him. He had to know that the arms produced by Hong Fengling were not cheap.

"Selling, it's just expensive, but there is one more thing, the red wind leader suspects that someone has sold them this time, so all customers have to pay a deposit, which determines the amount of arms they sell. The opponent's arms will be limited in quantity.

' the old butler continued.

These words almost didn't make Feralas angry, and now they don't make money behind their backs? Such blatant people are not afraid of everyone boycotting together... Oh, I'm not afraid, if they don't buy it, the Red Wind Leader will most likely sell the arms to their hostile forces or some rebel forces in the country at a low price.

Disgusting is really disgusting. Now it's just being beaten and hurting. If I don't buy it in the future, I might die.

"Come on! The merchants of the red wind collar are even more abhorrent than the vampires of the undead tribe." Feralas gritted his teeth and said, he worked hard to collect money, but he had to hand it over to others to exchange weapons. What is the difference between this and paying protection fees?

He knows that although the name is called the security deposit, it is actually impossible to return it, and now that he has started, he will collect money from time to time in the future.

If it was before, Feralas would not necessarily be threatened, but now it is different, the strength of the red wind collar is really strong.

As for using these weapons to fight against the Red Wind Leader, let's forget it. The opponent is said to be Tier 4, but the real combat power is about Tier 5.

Now they are a group of people who are at the top of the Magic Continent. Unless other lords take action, the gods will not be able to ask for benefits in the past.

It is also impossible for any gods to be willing to help them out. This is not a big deal for the gods, and the gods never care about them.

"There is one more thing, Hong Fengling will impose additional tariffs, commercial taxes and other related taxes. We..."

"Bastard, these bastards... hand it over." Feralas knew that if this didn't satisfy the other party, then he would be the unlucky one.

Spend money to eliminate the disaster, now that the other party has not torn his face, it is actually quite good.

If his face is torn apart, he estimates that he can only go to the True Dragon Emperor, otherwise the whole city will become a ruby ​​city like the Silver Star City.

He looked at the price list, and the other party was considered to be measured. These resources, gold coins, etc. added up to his flesh, but it wasn't that he couldn't afford to lose.

It can be said that he firmly grasped his psychology.

If you really want to tear your face with the red wind collar for such a little thing, it's not worth it no matter how you look at it. It's politics, and it's important to learn to compromise.

And it's not that he was alone in such unfortunate things. In fact, he really wanted to see the end of certain forces that were reluctant to obey. Who doesn't like watching the fun?

He estimated that if someone did not pay, not only would the arms business be cut off, but he might even support the enemy forces to replace them.

That is, people play with him according to the rules. If they don't play with him according to the rules, it can be estimated that the whole family will become a ruby ​​statue.

Feralas went to the headquarters of the Silver Star Alliance to see it, and that scene made him unforgettable to this day.

Therefore, for him, if he can not sin... it is better not to sin.

"Why wasn't the Red Wind Territory wiped out by these exotic lords?" Feralas said with regret in his tone.

He couldn't do it, so he could only count on the lords of other servers.

As for what would happen to him without the Red Wind Leader? In his eyes, it is nothing more than continuing to be the Grand Duke. The kingdom has changed so many times, but the name of his family has never been broken.

He even thought about it, maybe the lords of the exotic land are not like these god-given lords from the magic continent, but maybe they are friendly to them.

"Sir, it's better not to say such things. If the mad dogs in the red wind collar find out, the consequences will be very serious." The old butler reminded.

Speaking of the word mad dog, Feralas, the star-studded prince, couldn't help but change his face slightly, that group of spirits was really terrible.

"I see, the weird thing, how's it going?" Feralas asked.

As for spirit monsters, before Qin Muye appeared, no one cared at all, but after Qin Muye came, spirit monsters became much more popular.

A powerful person like Feralas naturally wants to re-enact it, so he secretly hires a mage to transform it.

"It's not optimistic," said the old butler.

The weak spirits have been eliminated a long time ago, so there are not many left.

What's more, the raw materials are garden elves. This kind of behavior is like exchanging gold for pebbles. They are not God-given lords and can be recruited from the troop buildings. Each elves needs a garden elves, and the cost is quite large.

In the end, Feralas was helpless: "Damn!"

"Wait, if we can capture a red-collared spirit, then..."

"My lord, I advise you to give up this idea. The power of the Red Wind Collar is level 4. Unless you can ask the existence of level 5 to make a move, it is impossible to catch it, and if you ask for level 5, this battle will not be possible. The movement will not be small." The old butler said expressionlessly.

This kind of thing is not something he can think of alone, but this group of monsters generally do not go out, and they go out in groups, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, and it is like a deadly fight.

As a grand duke, he has inexhaustible glory and wealth, and he has nothing to do with a group of mad dogs.

If you can't beat him, he doesn't dare to scold him outright, and the other party doesn't care about his reputation. As for conspiracy and tricks, forget it.

"Forget it, let's go." Feralas also had a big head, and he was also muttering in his heart. If he had known that he would not be arguing at the beginning, it would be better to send someone over to mix it up.

I thought that the other party was dead, but it didn't, but instead made myself a big loss.

However, the matter has passed, no matter how much you think about it, it is useless. Now that you explain it, the other party will not tear his face with him, and will only blame him.

As for why no one wants to send charcoal in the snow? It's not because the other party made too much money, thinking that after the defeat of the Red Wind Leader, he took over the other party's business and made a lot of money. For the aboriginal forces, it's too late for them to be happy when the Lord Godsend died. How could it be possible? go to the rescue.

They are eager to let all the lords of the foreign land settle in. Maybe the lords of the foreign land can govern the entire magical continent with them like the previous mages and priests, instead of being domineering like the local god-given lords, constantly nibbling away their Interests and territory, which makes these forces very contradictory.