The Brave Master Is the Demon King

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This guy, how much does he know?

A picture was placed in front of Eberlen. It was a convoy from the Great Forest of Ufa, a logistics force transporting food. He raised his eyes and glanced at the prince in front of him, who still maintained a polite smile.

Can't see what he is thinking, this fourth prince is no ordinary person.

Eberlen frowned and said, "This may be the secret army of the Eagles. We don't know it, but you can rest assured that we will investigate this."

Just when he wanted to pick up the picture, the other party suddenly put his hand on it, and then slowly moved it back.

"I believe your Excellency should not be ignorant. As far as I know, the routes they walked are all under the control of your country. On the contrary, we have not seen them from the north."

Eliel said with a smile.

"Who knows such a group of people? You also know what will be drawn during war. We don't have so much energy to manage these people. Maybe they are spies of the eagle regiment, or some merchants who make war money. "

Eberlen spread his hands, and as long as he doesn't admit it, a picture alone can't do anything to them.

Suddenly, Elair frowned, hissed, and said:

"And there is one thing that puzzles me very much. According to the records, your country suffered from a large-scale drought last year. The number of people affected by the disaster exceeded 65, and the number of people who died of starvation reached 100,000. However, this year I found that you Isn’t the country’s grain depot very full? As far as I know, the food for disaster relief distributed last month exceeded your country’s annual grain output, which really puzzles me."

Hearing that, Eberlen’s eyes changed. Although every investigator would mention this, the man in front of him gave him a bad feeling.

"This is all due to the king's credit. He has clever means to keep enough grain. How to do it? This is a secret of our country. I can only say that there is no comment."

I saw Elier unhurriedly taking out a bag from the box placed aside.

"I think things seem to be different from what you said. This is the relief food I bought from a certain civilian."

He untied the rope of the bag, which was wheat.

"This is fresh wheat, the quality is medium to high, this is definitely the gunman's goods, but in your eyes, it is just inferior grain sent to the victims."

"I think you must have been deceived by some businessman."

The other party still showed the attitude of not acknowledging. Elair sighed lightly. He took back the bag and pretended to say nonchalantly: "To be honest, I admire you very much. There are very few people squeezed into the title. I don’t think your life should be limited to this. You can show your hands on a larger stage, not in this...small place."

Eberlen understood what he meant.

"Haha, I am not young anymore. I can't break into the world like before. When I was your age, I was still driving a carriage to do business. Haha, it was really amazing in retrospect."

He smiled and said, the other party's compliment made him very happy, and he opened the chattering box at once.

Elair seized the opportunity and echoed: "It must be an experience full of thrills and opportunities."

"Yes, no one believes it. I have encountered many dangers. I still remember one time I took a dangerous approach in order to transport goods to another city before other merchants. . Guess what I encountered, a group of murderous robbers. Oh, at that time I thought I was dead, but I had a brainstorm and made a deal with them..."

Eberron proudly talked about the past, he was very happy to say these things, in the story he was smart, brave, and decisive.

While listening, Ilair nodded pretending to be very interested.

Slap~

After Eberlen finished speaking, Eler clapped his hands and said admiringly: "Oh my God, these adventures are too... beyond imagination. I really admire you for being able to think about solving difficulties so calmly. Way."

"Where, it's just a little cleverness plus luck."

"No no, you are too humble."

Elair raised his head, looked at each other with admiring eyes, and said: "I am not surprised at all that you can sit in this position, and you have solved a question in my heart."

"What question?"

Eberlen became alert for a moment, he breathed and listened with his ears upright.

"Don't pretend to be a fool. I have met King Kingsley. He would never have such an ability to manage this country well. I guess you should have done a lot."

Hearing that, Eberlen's eyes were bent into the shape of the moon.

"Hahaha, how come, I just... exerted a little effort, it's not a big deal, of course, this also has a little bit of credit for me."

He was very happy, his face was fully expressed.

Now is the time.

Elair's mouth bends slightly and said: "I really hope that there are people who are as knowledgeable and strategic as you. Ay, it's a pity that I haven't met such a talent yet."

Hearing this, Eberlen's heart was shocked, and his heartbeat accelerated. As a businessman, he smelled something.

The opponent is the fourth prince of Luas. Although according to the tradition of the kingdom, the eldest son is generally the one who inherits the throne, but the struggle between the royal families is very fierce, and no one knows who is the winner until the last one.

Eberron swallowed, and his breathing became a little quick.

Compared with Luyas, Calis is a small mountain village, where everything is there, and there are all kinds of amazing magic.

If... if he can assist this prince and make him a king...

Not to mention the glory and wealth, he can transform himself into a real nobleman. The most important thing is that he can control the power he dreams of, which is completely different from now ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ambition, desire.

Merchants will never be satisfied. Seeing the subtle changes on Eberlen’s face, Prince Elair is secretly delighted. For merchants, loyalty does not exist. As long as they have enough money, they can do anything.

"I...I would be happy if I met you before..."

Eberlen's face suddenly became tense, he did not continue to speak, and the prince saw the heresy.

"What's the matter? Lord Eberron, are you absolutely uncomfortable?"

Hearing this, Eberlen shook his head silently.

Ah, the prince understands.

He raised his brows, lowered his voice, and said, "Could it be that you have something you can't say, once you say it, it will be."

The prince wiped his throat on his neck, and Eberlen was startled.

This prince is a talent, he definitely has the qualifications to become a king.

How to do?

The fear of the devil, as well as the desire for money status, made Eberlen into a deep entanglement. His heart moved, and a crack appeared in the wall of his heart one day.

He was panting, now sweating profusely.

Finally, Eberlen nodded and nodded the table top with his finger. He pointed in a direction and motioned with his eyes.

Elair looked towards him, but fortunately, there was no one behind him, and then he suddenly realized.

"That's it, thank you, I will remember your help, Earl Eberron."

The prince smiled slightly, and suddenly put something on the table. Eberlen saw that it was a magic talisman, and it was also dedicated to the royal family.

"This was given to me by my sister. It saved me many times when I was a child, but I don't need it now."

After speaking, he stood up, picked up his things, and left the room.