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After the meal was mechanically stuffed by the guests, only Lucien, the owner whose clothes were still stained with blood, had a good time, and kept talking like a group of boasters.

He would praise the mellow and smooth cheese from the Viscount Noble's estate for a while, and praise the crisp and sweet vegetables produced in the church's sacrificial field for a while, and then he would mention which one bought the tender and delicious mutton, and which one bought the rich and mellow wine intoxicating.

Obviously he owns the Basil Manor, one of the largest manors in Velvetre, and it is impossible to live without cheese or vegetables, but this table seems to only have seasoned basil honey from his own manor, and scallops The thick soup used the seafood he brought from the imperial capital.

So he finally concluded: "The manors of the gentlemen are all great. There must be many good farmers to produce so much delicious food."

Lucien also said that the tablecloths and napkins are of high quality, and how stable and comfortable the tables and chairs are. All these things are purchased from a branch union affiliated to the craftsman union. good stuff.

Then he started chatting with several merchant guilds about how they transported goods from various places. The wine glasses from the eastbound province were crystal clear, the dinner plates from the southbound province were delicate and beautiful, and the candlesticks from the imperial capital were exquisitely designed. No merchants cleared the trade routes. , these will not appear on the banquet table at this moment.

"Alas..." The young lord left the last sip of juice in the glass according to the etiquette, and gently put down the glass, "There are so many good things, I don't want to lose any of them."

"Mr. Levin Furner has starved my farmers, and I will never eat such good food again."

"I also heard that if he wants to collect more taxes, the artisans and merchants who can't pay the taxes will become slaves." The boy frowned dissatisfiedly, and complained loudly, "If the artisans who work for me succeed After I became a slave, who will weave tablecloths and make tables and chairs for me in the future? Ah, and my bed, I want to change to a new bed, I want a comfortable recliner, do I need to consult with the master of the slave? "

"And the businessman, the businessman has become a slave, can he come to buy and sell goods for me? I don't want to wear the bad fabrics here and use those ugly tea sets!"

The more he talked, the more excited he was, and he was about to give a speech entitled "How badly the consul did it" at the banquet, and he did not accept any objections.

"So, you know how, how much Mr. Levin Furner pissed me off!"

Lucien stared into each guest's eyes until they nodded stiffly in agreement and dryly spoke in agreement.

"Right." Satisfied with everyone's approval, Lucien finally looked at the dying Levin Furner, "I think you think so too?"

Levin Furner has not died until now, thanks to the tenacious vitality he cultivated hard in the early years, in conjunction with the light prayer that Lucien kindly invited Elaine the Priest to bless him, and the expensive recovery potion poured on his stomach wound.

It is agreed that the beasts will share their food and die.

Lucien would never let him die by disemboweling him.

Levin Furner would rather Lucien not keep his promise so much, and give him a happy one.Every minute and every second of being alive at this moment is a great torture to him, every breathing pain is burning his nerves, he can't even howl and scream, he can't roll and struggle, the pain is superimposed and fermented in his body infinitely.

When he was handed over to those silver-haired Hall mercenaries and thrown into the forest behind Hall's garrison, he hoped that the beast would appear sooner, sooner, and he would eat it by biting off his neck His heart is also good, let him be freed quickly and quickly.

At the end of the banquet, Lucien finally let go of the fragile nerves of the guests, and mentioned the serious things he had thought about before arriving in Velvet.

"Lawrence?" He looked at his butler inquiringly. Lawrence was arranging for guards to send Mr. Levin Furner to the forest when he had finished using it, and he asked his attendants to clean up the banquet hall.

Lawrence bowed, his mouth was dry, and he coughed almost impolitely.He finally understood the meanings of "emotional instability" and "going to trouble if you don't like it" in His Royal Highness's instruction manual, but please forgive him for not having the same filter as His Royal Highness, and he can still face blood all over the floor. With a smile, he said the pampering words of "Lu Xi is still a child".

As a witness who also saw Lucien’s white knife entering the red knife and exiting the scene, his head told him at that time that he should go up to take the knife and don’t let Lucien get his hands dirty is the best solution, but his body moved I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and it was difficult to breathe because of the joyful emotions emanating from Lucien.

This doesn't require him to pave the way in advance, but if he does too much, he may become the one who "beasts share the food".

"The conference room has been set up." He whispered.

"Yeah, I knew Lawrence was very capable." Lucien Kwakwa, the group leader said, and stood up to invite some of the guests who were still out of their wits. "Since it's still early, let's have a meeting."

Yes, a meeting.

The Consul gave Lucien such a big (gesturing) trouble, Lucien is an incompetent little waste, of course he can only invite all the gentlemen present to a meeting to discuss how to solve these problems.

He didn't go after the large sum of money that Levin Furner had taken from him, and he didn't dwell on the question of who Levon Furner was with.These things are like lice on a bald head. They are useless, they will make everyone look bad, and they will not solve any problems.

Why, does anyone think that he yelled at the money and put it into the treasury of the manor owners, so that they can honestly spit out the money?

"But I really don't have any money." Lucien sighed, pretending to be poor, "I bought some food on the way here and spent a lot of money, and the rest was given to Mr. Levin Furner. "

Priest Eleanor immediately noticed the key point and asked, "Did you buy food on the way?"

Lucien continued to frown, "When I was in Sovina City, a businessman from the Eastern Province visited me and said that Velveer's harvest this year is not good, and everyone will not be able to eat. He can sell me some grain at a low price. I think It’s not very expensive, so I bought some.”

Therefore, he knows the normal price of grain, so he can see the abnormalities in the account books at a glance.

But he didn't say anything about it, and Levin Furner didn't know—he was downcast, but everyone knew that he didn't say anything on purpose.

Lucien seemed to be trying to explain why he didn't say: "Because I didn't buy much, and the eastern province is far away, I don't know when it will be delivered. I wonder if I have been cheated. So I know that gentlemen are willing to sell I'm so happy when I get out of the store, I didn't expect Mr. Levin Furner to lie to me..."

He drooped his brows and eyes, looking very frustrated, "Everyone is having a hard time this winter, and in this situation... I, I am also embarrassed to let everyone take out the food storage for nothing, otherwise I will write a letter to His Majesty. Write a letter back... a little food should be available."

"No!" Viscount Norbert said without hesitation. He had already seen through the new lord. He was a vicious lunatic with an innocent skin, a cruel and unscrupulous brat—letting the brat mess around, what they lost was nothing but As a consul, everything can be planned slowly, but if he attracts Mr. Xiong who is behind the bear, who knows what will happen.

Moreover, Lucien [often] wrote letters back, and they couldn't be sure whether Lucien had written a letter before and what he had written.The arrogance and arrogance of those who should have met and visited Lucien as soon as he arrived, and had to write a letter to invite them to the banquet in person, perhaps in the eyes of that majesty, they should be disembowelled beasts Eat and die.

Well, among those disrespectful people who deserve to be executed, Priest Elaine belongs to the Church of Light, and Archmage Andasi has the strength and endorsement of magic research. Only he... and it may only be him, will be brought out to make an example to others.

The back of Viscount Noble was soaked in cold sweat unknowingly. He forced himself to show a smiling face, "We are willing to take out food to help the common people. of."

That money from Levin Furner...seemed to be spit out with interest.

Lucien was still pretending to hesitate, "Will that cause trouble for you all?"

"No, no, no!" Viscount Norbert signaled his vassals to help with his eyes, "You see, they are not only your people, but also live on my land, and my relief to them is my own land, and you also By buying extra food for us, we are actually taking advantage of it.”

"Yes! You are so generous!" Viscount Norbert's vassals didn't understand, but they still said, "We all have to thank you!"

They were a little reluctant. Although they said that they would turn the money from Levin Furner into food and feed it to the civilians below, they would not lose or make a profit, but the money that went into the warehouse was their own, so they felt that dripping blood.

Lucien was praised bluntly by them, and said in a daze, "So that's how it is..."

The manor owners hurriedly nodded, and wanted to contract their own manors to help the common people on their own land. They patted their chests to ensure that no one would freeze to death or starve to death this winter. Everyone in the Velveer land praised the lord's kindness and generosity.

"This, this is true," Lucien waved his hands with flushed cheeks, but his mouth was so stubborn that it made people vomit blood, "I still feel that I have treated you too badly. It is I who trusted Mr. Levin Furner, and I am responsible for it." ..." He bit his lower lip and said, "Didn't you say that Mr. Levin Furner raised the tax, so I won't collect the increased tax next year, and it will be used as money for my food purchases. Do you think it's okay?"

Is it okay... can they say no?

Lucien shouldn't have known about the extra tax increase. It was something they secretly raised and handed over to themselves.

Lucien knew, but he didn't tell the truth.

So they could only nod along, pretending that Lucien's performance was flawless.

Lucien swallowed his saliva nervously, and said again: "Then...can you put all these grains on my side, and let me arrange how to deal with them. Velveer is my territory, and I will definitely not be like Levinfer If you don't believe me like Mr. Na, we can pull the hook and swear."

Saying the word "pull hook" from Lucien's mouth is utterly frightening. It seems that you can still see the bloody scene where the intestines bleed all over the floor. Said that he believed in him very much and was willing to hand over the grain to him for disposal.

If you don't mention the pull hook, you can talk about anything.