Be the Mayor From Today

"It's Lord Macron." The dwarf knight said softly.

"Macro, why is that old guy here again?" Princess Daisy's expression changed and she gritted her teeth angrily.

Macro, the king of the Principality of Maner, one of the three principalities of the Land of Chaos, obviously it is not the first time that King Macro is here.

"Forget it, I'll come to see Father King tomorrow." Daisy hesitated for a while, she really didn't want to see that Macron, so she turned and left.

Inside the palace, in the living room, two gray-haired old men were arguing about something.

One of them was a dwarf, who looked like he was in his sixties. At this time, his face was gloomy. He was naturally the king of the Ori dwarf kingdom, and Roberson, the father of Daisy.

Sitting across from him was an old man in his fifties, the king of the Principality of Maner 060, who came from a place of chaos, a place of chaos, so he felt a little bit of oppression.

"If you don't agree to my request, then my Duchy of Maner will no longer export wheat and linen to your dwarves, of course, including Roman wine."

Macron sneered, took the glass on the table and drank it, and said coldly, "Robertson, I hope you will consider my suggestion."

Macro stood up and looked at Roberson with a gloomy face. He decided to eat dwarves. Who made the country of dwarves unsuitable for growing wheat.

He looked at the silent kingdom of dwarves, turned around and walked out, leaving a sentence, "Think about it."

"Humph!" Seeing Macron leave, Roberson sat for a long time, and then suddenly said angrily, "Don't even think about it, the dwarf will not give in."

It turned out that Macron came to see Robertson many times because of the iron ore, and of course a large part of it was because of the weapons.

The Principality of Maner is in a chaotic place, where there is always a chaos of troops and wars, and the three principalities are on guard against each other.

This time the wheat is going to be harvested again in autumn. In addition, the Principality of Mullin and the Principality of Chama will attack the Principality of Maner to rob the wheat, and the Principality of Maner belongs to the weaker side of the three principalities, so Macron has come to many times. The dwarf duchy of Ori is for weapons and iron ore to improve the combat effectiveness of knights.

After all, if a knight is to be invincible, weapons and armor have become a crucial part.

"Damn, you even threatened me, do you think I can't do anything about it?" Roberson said angrily, closed his eyes, pressed his temples with a severe headache, then picked up the wine bottle on the side, and took two sips of wine before he could Breathed a sigh of relief.

The three principalities in the land of chaos are in balance with each other. If they sell weapons to any party at will, it will break the balance and cause a war. This is not a good thing for the dwarf kingdom.

After all, if there is a war between the three major duchies, and in the end, because one side wins and annexes the other two duchies and integrates them into one kingdom, then there will be a huge threat to the Ori dwarf kingdom.

Now they are standing on each other and restricting each other, which is what Roberson is most willing to see.

"Sackcloth and wheat, the big deal is that I will go to other kingdoms to import it. As for Roman wine, it's a pity." Robertson sighed, very helpless.

The Principality of Maner is the only country around that has a large amount of wheat and linen. It is precisely because of this that half of the wheat and linen in the Ori Dwarf Kingdom are imported from the Principality of Maner.

And now because of the weapons, the Kingdom of Maner wants to unilaterally interrupt this cooperation, and at the same time refuse to sell Roman wine to the Kingdom of the Ori Dwarves.

Roman wine is a specialty of the Principality of Maner. It is famous for its spicy taste and expensive price. The annual output is pitiful, but this wine is Robertson's favorite wine.

Now because of the interruption of cooperation, he is going to lose his favorite wine, which makes him very helpless. Although the fragrant malt wine he drinks now tastes good, it is still a little worse than Roman wine.

"Alas..." Roberson sighed and took a few gulps of wine.

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The next day, Princess Dais, who hadn't eaten yet, rushed straight to Robertson's bedroom with what Darlene had given her.

No one dared to stop her along the way. After all, Princess Daisy is Roberson's jewel, and few people can afford it.

"Bang bang bang... Father, are you up yet?" Princess Daisy knocked on the door and shouted.

"come in!"

"Gag..."

Princess Daisy didn't enter the room until she got a response.

"Daisy, why did you get up so early today?" Robertson looked at his precious daughter and asked with a smile, "Is something wrong?"

"Father, I have something to tell you." Princess Daisy said softly, and glanced at the maid in the room.

Robertson glanced at his daughter and waved his hand to make all the servants in the dormitory retreat.

"What's the matter? Look at you in a hurry." Robertson patted Princess Daisy's head dotingly.

"Father, I bought you a bottle of bamboo wine from an out-of-town businessman yesterday." Princess Daisy took out the bottle of bamboo wine from the box and put it on the table.

"Oh? Bamboo wine, I really haven't heard of it." Robertson picked up the bamboo wine curiously and looked at it, a very faint bamboo fragrance emanated.

"This is much better than your broken Roman wine." Princess Daisy said confidently.

You must know that the second-grade Youhe Daqu tastes much better than the so-called Roman wine, not to mention this bamboo wine.

"Huh? Then I'll have to try it." Robertson raised his brows, so that his daughter could say such a thing, then it shouldn't be easy to prove this bamboo wine.

"Boom..."

Robertson slowly opened the cork, and the next moment, the strong aroma of wine filled the room, and there was also a faint scent of bamboo, which smelled intoxicating.

"Huh?" Robertson was stunned, and the smell of the wine made him drool.

He couldn't help pouring a glass, then smelled the aroma of the wine, and then drank it directly.

"Good wine, this is the best wine I've ever had. Any broken Roman wine is just fart." Robertson exclaimed, the mouth and nose are full of the fragrance of bamboo, and the throat is the spicy feeling brought by the wine. Very energetic.

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Chapter 0792 Princess Daisy's persuasion.

At this time, Robertson had completely forgotten the taste of Roman wine, and his entire taste buds were filled with the spicy taste of bamboo wine.

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect this bamboo wine to be so wonderful." Robertson couldn't stop drinking one cup after another.

Princess Daisy saw that her father was so happy, so she did not dissuade her. Given her father's alcohol capacity, it would be perfectly fine to drink this amount of wine.

Besides, I have to talk to my father Wang about the export of iron ore later, so let the old man enjoy himself first.

After a while, the bamboo wine was empty, but looking at Roberson's expression, it seemed that he still had nothing to do.

Robertson, who put down the bottle, sneered and said, "Hmph, that old guy from Macro, always thought their Roman wine was so good, but now to me, it's just a fart, nothing."

When Princess Daisy heard the words, she didn't answer, but instead asked, "Father, how is this wine? Are you satisfied?"

"Okay, it's delicious." Robertson nodded with satisfaction, then rubbed his hands and asked, "Daughter, does the businessman still have such wine in his hand?" "

"Yes, there are a few more." Daisy suppressed a smile and nodded.

"Where?" Roberson urged, not enjoying himself at all.

"It's still in the hands of the merchant, and the other party won't sell it." Daisy looked distressed, but a sly look flashed in her eyes.