The situation in the Dawn Royal Capital has been fluctuating recently, and even Yorko, who doesn't care much about politics, can feel it.
Ever since the new king ascended the throne, guards rushing into the houses to search can be seen on the streets every day. The most frequently talked about in the tavern is the rebellion of the frontier lords. There are quite a few exotic goods on the exhibition, even his name. The caravans also temporarily suspended slave transport.
Hearing from Hill, Ampein Moa not only took in all Wolfheart's slaves, but also granted them the status of free citizens. This was a kind deed, but it hindered His Majesty Roland's plan.
Yorko had no opinion on this. The caravan was provided to him by Denise, and the head fee of the slaves was also a no-brainer business. As long as he is still the ambassador of Greycastle, such benefits will always come to him.
There has been a new development in the alliance.
On the third day after Ampein's coronation, he was recruited into the palace and answered the new king's detailed inquiries about the covenant. And after the news of the church's disastrous defeat in Cold Wind Ridge reached the capital, An Pein happily pressed his handprint on the covenant.
This can also be regarded as the official completion of the first task assigned by His Majesty.
But that night, Hill threw a basin of cold water on him.
"This covenant came too late, I'm afraid it's useless." He remembered what the guard said at the time, "and the new king's attitude towards witches is likely to arouse His Majesty's disgust. The last time Tfeko did this is proof. You should keep this parchment as a souvenir."
It is well known that Roland Wimbledon attaches great importance to witches, but to say that because of witches, he broke the covenant with neighboring countries? Yorko only felt that the other party was alarmist.
What's more, how the Lord of Dawn manages this kingdom is his freedom. Even if His Majesty is disgusted, what can he do? The Moa family has always been the ruler of the Dawn Kingdom from generation to generation, and other people can't get involved at all.
Of course, no matter what, he was still such a beautiful and outstanding type of witch who stood by his old friend, and he didn't look like the devil's minions.
Yorko shook his head and put these chores behind him. He was just an ambassador. It was good to convey His Majesty's intentions honestly. As for the situation and political changes, it had nothing to do with him.
While it was still early, he planned to meet Denise before deciding on the entertainment for the evening.
Just as he was about to leave, the eldest son of the Luo Xi family suddenly came to the door.
Yorko secretly said that this guy has never brought good news. The previous letter claimed that it was related to the survival of Greycastle. Later, he shouted that the new king was different from his childhood, and every piece of information gave people a headache. If Hill hadn't insisted on maintaining this relationship line, he really wanted to turn a blind eye to Otto Losey.
After calling Hill for the first time, he welcomed him into the living room.
"Do you have news from the palace to tell your majesty?"
"Not yet," Otto poured himself a cup of tea, "Do you have any plans for the evening?"
"Yes." Actually not yet, but Yorko hopes that the other party will retreat, Denise will take him to enjoy the romance, and Otto will only keep him up at night.
"Then push it away, I want you to do me a favor," he handed a black letter.
Yorko opened it and found an invitation letter inside, signed with a pitch-black dragon head, exactly the same as the pattern printed on the golden dragon.
He shook his head after reading it, "You want me to accompany you to the exhibition? I don't have the money to bid for you."
Denise took him to this kind of exhibition a few times, and the things he bought were indeed rarer than the other, but the prices were also exaggerated. Thousands of gold dragons were sold everywhere. Where did you get so much money from.
"You don't have to worry about money," Otto drank his tea, "and helping me this time is also helping your majesty."
"Tell me?" Hill, who was sitting beside him, said.
"I heard that there was a witch among the items in this auction," he whispered.
Hell, he knew there was nothing good, Yorko secretly slandered, everyone knew that the new king was strictly arresting witches, if he usually went there, but at this moment he really didn't want to go into this muddy water, "These people are not afraid of angering An Pein. Your Majesty Moa?"
Moreover, the three major families should be closely united around the king. Why do you feel that you are not willing to support his decree at all? It's just that this sentence was hidden in Yorko's heart, and he didn't say it directly.
"Although Radiance City is the domain of the Moa family, there are places he can't reach," Otto shrugged.
"Is this exhibition opened by mice?"
"A rat wouldn't be a rat if he had the money to do it," Hill said calmly.
"You're right," Otto nodded approvingly, "this exhibition is less formal, but it is still organized by the most powerful local businessmen, who call it "dark money", and often sell some inconvenient goods. Something where the slave is the big head. "
"The slave market is open every day in the outer city," Yorko questioned. "What's there to hide and sell?"
"You'll understand when you see it."
"Perhaps I can call the Peytons together?" His curiosity had been stirred up, but he didn't want to be led by the nose completely.
"You're talking about the businesswoman you're always with? She can't get in," Otto said. "Dark Money has one of the strictest entry requirements of all the fairs, and she's really famous. But not enough to qualify. "
"Do you want to buy that witch?" Hill changed the subject.
"It's not me, it's Mr. Ambassador," Otto pointed to Yorko, "The Losey family is too close to the royal family of Moa, it's inconvenient for me to shoot directly, and it's easy for the Ambassador of Greycastle to try something new. I will pay for this cost. I hope you can send her to His Majesty Roland's territory and take advantage of the trade route you opened up before. If you have the ambassador's banner, you should be able to travel unimpeded."
"But the slave trade has been suspended," Sylvie said, "and I don't know when it will resume."
"You can ship some other merchandise, just hide the witch in the convoy."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because... an old friend," Otto hesitated, "she is also a witch. I thought she fell off a cliff and died, but I didn't expect to see her in the west of Greycastle. His Majesty Roland Wimbledon I told me that every witch is precious and should not be compromised by the malicious rumors of the church, and I also want to find more partners for her."
"Well, let me do this." While Yorko was still considering his excuses, Hill Fox had already held Otto's hand.
"I understand, let Mr. Ambassador handle this matter." (., Your support is my biggest motivation.) 17-03-19 05:38:54