As soon as Chad heard this, his face immediately became ugly.
As a local, he knew very well that the nobleman who threatened him had great energy. And because of the nature of nobles, they will not clash with other aristocratic forces who are familiar with each other because of a caravan. After all, it is too embarrassing. Dignity, it has not been able to arouse the interest of them attacking each other.
That's why Chad put his mind on Beta. A foreign nobleman, without knowing the situation, as long as he confronts another nobleman, they are bound to fight. In this way, his caravan will Can be saved from it.
But he didn't expect that the noble in front of him would not buy it.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart, and said softly: "Your Excellency, my caravan is really on the verge of danger. For this reason, I can lower my conditions."
Beta raised his head and looked at Chad. If the truth is what the other party said, Beta doesn't mind helping the other party and pulling him out of danger. If the other party tells the truth and tells the difficulties, Beta doesn't mind helping out. But the problem is, the other party obviously regarded him as a fool, and actually used such a clumsy trick to lure the water to the east. If Beta bit the bait, wouldn't Kai look stupid
Sighing slightly, Beta said, "Is it just that there is no money? How did I hear that someone wants to buy your caravan?"
Looking at Beta's emotionless eyes, Chad suddenly felt that he had fallen into the ice cellar. He really didn't expect that his little thoughts had already been known by the other party.
"Go out from the door." Beta said lightly: "I'm a relatively easy-to-talk person. If you were any other nobleman, you'd probably be dead."
Only then did Chad feel that his body was no longer so cold and biting. He knew very well that if a nobleman got angry and insisted on killing a commoner like him, it would be a very simple matter.
What he didn't even expect was that his strategy would fail. Who told this foreign nobleman the information, could it be Amanda
On the way to leave, Chad kept thinking about this question, and soon he became more and more sure that it was definitely Amanda's news, and then he was a little angry, thinking that this girl was too much, actually Tell others your own news.
But even if he was angry, it was useless. Although Amanda was just a little girl in his eyes, the chamber of commerce was standing behind her, and it was not a target for a man who was about to go bankrupt like him.
Chad understands very well that his biggest problem now is not to find trouble with Amanda, but how to get through this crisis.
The matter of the black-tailed scorpion caravan should have come to an end like this, but unexpectedly, two days later, a man who looked like a butler came to visit, he handed over an invitation, and then left.
"Dear Beta Your Excellency, I will hold a banquet tomorrow night, and I respectfully invite you and your wife to come to attend. Gegil-Gangti."
lady? whee! Shirley smiled happily: "Master, let's go to the banquet."
Beta thought for a while and nodded in agreement. It will take a lot of time for Amanda to help him find people for the caravan. He has to stay in this city for a few more days. And even if the caravan is built, a large amount of building stones will have to be purchased from the city in the early stage. If the relationship with the nobles here is not good, it will definitely affect his progress in building the city.
That being the case, then take this opportunity to meet the nobles in this city.
Beta decided to show some kindness. If these nobles are willing to coexist peacefully, then it's not a big problem. If not... Beta naturally has a way to make them back down. After all, in many cases, two master-level professionals represent the top level of combat power in the entire human world.
In many cases, force is more effective than money and influence.
Now that she decided to attend the banquet tomorrow night, Beta took Shirley and Jessica to the street to buy clothes.
The two girls bought some more expensive clothes and seemed very happy. On the second night, Beta took the two girls to the banquet.
Although it was a cloudy night, this did not hinder the enthusiasm of the nobles to enjoy the nightlife. When the three of Beta arrived at the banquet venue, the banquet had already started for a while.
In a medium-sized manor located in the south of the city, candlelight is universal. A silver coin and a large white candle lit at least a thousand of them, illuminating every corner of every manor. The lighting alone cost more than ten gold coins, not counting the money for drinks, the bard's expenses, and so on.
Beta reckoned that at least fifty gold coins would be spent on this banquet.
This amount of money is nothing to Beta, but to many small nobles, it is an expenditure that can seriously damage their vitality.
Therefore, in many cases, the small nobles would not dare to hold banquets. They could only wait for the big families to invite them when the big nobles held banquets, so that they would have the opportunity to expand their social circle.
When Shirley came out at the banquet, she immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. The purple low-cut blue and white dress, coupled with the long golden hair coiled up high, made the whole person look holy and noble. Not only did the men turn their attention to her, but even the noble ladies' eyes fell on her face, jealous and envious. As the divine avatar of the Goddess Woking, Shirley already has the ultimate appearance that humans can achieve, and only Emma and the butterfly girl Judy can barely compete with her.
In contrast, although Jessica is also a very beautiful beauty, standing next to Shirley, she has no sense of existence at all.
Shirley held Beta's arm and smiled.
Soon the owner of the manor here came forward. It was a young man. He walked up to the two of them, glanced at Shirley with surprised eyes, then stayed on Beta's face, and said, "I'm glad you can Come to my banquet, Your Excellency Beta, Lord of the Wetlands."
The other party has investigated himself! Beta smiled lightly and responded, "I'm also very glad that you invited me."
After the two parties slightly greeted each other, Gejill also nodded slightly to Shirley: "I am also very happy to meet you, beautiful lady. You are the most beautiful lady I have ever seen. I think you are the queen of the elves, There is no match for you."
Shirley nodded to express her gratitude, then took the initiative to let go of Beta's hand, and walked to the group of women not far away. She knew very well that according to the unwritten custom among nobles, when men want to talk about serious matters, women cannot next to it.
Although she believed that Beta would not drive her away, she didn't want Beta to have any embarrassment, and she didn't want Beta to be criticized secretly by others.
Gejill watched Shirley leave, feeling a little dazed, then he retracted his gaze, and smiled at Beta: "Actually, I invite you to come this time, mainly to thank you."
"Thank me?" Beta was a little strange: "We should be meeting for the first time."
Gejir smiled and said: "I went to buy the black-tailed scorpion caravan some time ago, but he came to you later. I am very glad that you were not fooled by him, otherwise we will only make others laugh when we fight. "
"Oh, so it's you." Beta nodded, "What are you going to do with the black-tailed scorpion caravan?"
"Chad can't stay in the caravan." Gejill shrugged and said, "His ambition is too big. If he is not bankrupt, I will not touch him, but he is about to go bankrupt, but he still wants to hold on to him." He does not let go of his rights, and even regards our acquirer as a partner who provides money, who does he think he is? Does he think he is a nobleman?"
In Gejir's words, there was a strong disdain, which is the normal state of most nobles. They look down on ordinary people and rich businessmen.
Beta asked, "Then what are you going to do with Chad?"
"I'm a good person, and I'm a good person." Gesill showed a condescending smile: "I will keep suppressing the Black-tailed Scorpion Chamber of Commerce until Chad is willing to let go and leave the caravan."
A waiter passed by holding a tray, and Beta reached out to pick up a wine glass from it, and touched him: "Your Excellency is indeed a kind person."
There is indeed a bit of sincerity in Beta's words. Generally speaking, there are plenty of ways for a nobleman to deal with a commoner who offended him, and he has seen more cruel methods in the game. And Gejir just suppressed, but did not intend to hurt the other party's life, which in itself is a sign of a bottom line in doing things.
Gejir laughed and accepted Beta's compliment.
At this time, Beta suddenly pointed to a young man sitting on the throne not far away, and asked, "Who is that?"
"Oh, he is the City Lord of this city."
Gejir glanced over there, then turned around and replied with a smile, but there was a strong disdain in his words, as if he looked down on the young man sitting on that throne.
Beta also discovered that although the young man was sitting at the highest place, he did not have any majesty, and none of the surrounding nobles went up to talk to him. He just sat like that, not even moving his eyes, like a big doll.
There is something strange about this.
Beta took a sip of the fruit wine and felt a little thought in her heart.
At this time, Gejir said: "Your Excellency came to our Harvey city this time to build a new caravan. Most likely you want to transport a large amount of stone back to build your own territory?"
Beta nodded, building a city, it is impossible to hide it from people, and he has no plan to hide it from people.
Gejir's face was moved: "But the wetland is full of swamps, how do you plan to build a city there?"
"I'm a spellcaster." Beta smiled: "The greatest ability of a spellcaster is not to kill and set fire, let alone destroy the world, but to create and change. I plan to turn the entire swamp into a fertile plain, you Do you think it is difficult to build a city on the plain?"
Gejil stared at Beta with wide eyes, as if he was looking at a madman.