Chapter 578: Survival Information

Yorko's life has been very comfortable these days.

The Lord of Dawn has not recovered for a long time, and His Royal Highness seems to have forgotten him, but the nobles did not ignore him, an ambassador from a neighboring country.

Attend luxurious banquets, have fun with Denise, and even under her introduction, go to some high-end clubs and brothels that need to be recommended, and taste the wealth and unique charm of this kingdom's capital. These are things you can't enjoy in Graycastle treatment.

Just because of the title he wears.

Although the ambassador is equivalent to the earl, in a sense, it is more useful than the earl. After all, the latter can only do whatever he wants in his own fief, while the former can enjoy the courtesy of the upper nobles in other kingdoms.

He was deeply aware of the benefits of status.

In addition, Hill Fox, the guard appointed by His Majesty, is also a miraculous figure.

No matter who he dealt with, the other party would always sneak into the bedroom two or three days later at night and nag him about that person's identity, status, and interests. If you are a big shot, you can even find out your preferences. With Hill's assistance, Yorko seems to be more at home in the aristocratic circle.

Moreover, under the arrangement of the other party, the purchase of slaves has also made great progress.

After Yorko made Denise comfortable and whispered in his ear, the businesswoman immediately agreed with his suggestion to use the existing caravan to open up a road to redeem slaves: buy Wimbu from other slave traders Refugees needed by His Majesty Dunn, and transported to Graycastle. The prerequisite is that the slaves must be given the status of free people, instead of treating them as goods and then reselling them.

Of course, a businessman is worthy of being a businessman. Even when the passion is overflowing, he does not forget to negotiate a good price. She can not charge the purchase price difference, but the delivery fee cannot be saved. The cost of manpower, food, carriages and horses is added up, and then the profit is calculated, and finally the price for transporting one person is ten silver wolves.

He was entrusted by Hill to naturally agree, and patted his chest and said that no matter how expensive it was, these talented people could not be reduced to the situation of slaves. This statement undoubtedly deepened Denise's favor, and the two went back to bed and had a passionate tumbling for a while.

Afterwards, Yorko sent Hill to discuss the matter in detail, so that he could stop worrying about these trivial business matters.

I heard that the first batch of twenty-five slaves bought yesterday had already followed the caravan on the road, so he could get the extra reward of one hundred and twenty-five silver wolves promised by His Majesty.

Is there a better job than getting paid while lying in bed?

The ambassadors are amazing!

Just as Yorko was thinking about where to go for a walk today, a servant knocked on the door and walked in, "Your Excellency, Lord Otto, the eldest son of the Rossi family, wants to see you."

Otto Losey? He is no stranger to this surname, one of the three major families in Dawn King Capital, second only to the Moya royal family in power. Denise also specifically warned him that it is good to hook up with women from any family, and not to go to the three major families, especially the Quinn family, otherwise the ambassador status will not be able to protect him.

But Yorko definitely doesn't need to worry about this now, he has always been very cautious about such issues, the purpose of the other party coming here should be to invite him to the banquet, right?

"Please come in."

A young man walked into the study room, first looked left and right, then took the initiative to close the windows before sitting on the chair.

His expression was a little anxious, his eyes were darkened, it was obvious that he stayed up late last night and hardly slept much.

Yorko doesn't quite agree with this kind of behavior of emptying his body for pleasure. In his opinion, restrained pleasure can make both men and women feel happy and healthy, which is a beneficial behavior. And consuming energy all night is just overdrawing the potential of the body. Prince An Peiyin is a typical example, even his face is extremely pale. If this continues, he may not be able to have fun at the age of thirty.

However, the other party didn't speak for a long time, which also made him feel quite strange. This is not in line with etiquette, and people from big families should not be so rude. After waiting for a while, Yorko had no choice but to take the initiative to say, "You are Lord Otto Rossi, I don't know."

"You can contact His Majesty Roland Wimbledon, right?" The other party interrupted suddenly, "I have something important to tell him."

"Uh..." Yorko was stunned, "Information?"

"It's all written in it," Otto took out a letter from his pocket, put it in front of him, and then stacked ten golden dragons, "This money is a reward, please give the letter to your king, This information is related to the survival of the Kingdom of Graycastle!"

Yorko took a breath, is it related to the survival of Graycastle? These words are too exaggerated... It wasn't until the other party stared at him with burning eyes that he came back to his senses, "I understand, don't worry, I will pass it on to His Majesty."

"Please deliver it as soon as possible," Otto said repeatedly, before he got up and left. Seeing his anxious appearance, he didn't seem to be lying.

Yorko hurriedly put the ten golden dragons into his arms, but Xin didn't want to touch them. In his opinion, this thing is very hot, so he better ask Hill how to deal with it first.

...

When Hill Fox quietly walked into the bedroom, he recounted everything that happened during the day.

The latter pondered for a moment, pulled out a knife from nowhere, and opened the letter neatly.

"Hey, what do you want to do!" Yorko exclaimed in shock, "It is a felony to open His Majesty's letter privately!"

"Hush," Hill made a silent gesture, "If the information in it is as important as he said, we naturally can't use conventional means to send people from Dawn City to the Western Territory, at least one For many months, the road is still prone to situations, which is too unsafe."

"What does that have to do with your opening letters?"

"Do you still remember the few gray falcons I have been raising? They are the fastest messengers, and they can fly from here to Dawn City in just two or three days." Hill explained, "After changing the messenger there, The letter can be delivered to His Majesty within a week. But they can’t fly with such a large envelope, so I have to read the content and rewrite it in a secret letter.”

"Grey falcons can deliver letters too? Not carrier pigeons?" Yorko asked in surprise, "I thought you kept them for hunting."

"They are much smarter than carrier pigeons." Hill opened the envelope, and his expression soon became solemn, "There is such a thing..."

"What was written in the letter?"

"You really want to know?" He turned around.

"...Forget it," Yorko coughed twice, "I would rather have a good night's sleep every day."

"A wise choice," Hill agreed, "Not only that, it's best not to mention to anyone that Otto Rossi came to you, and it's better to temporarily refuse any banquets held in the palace in the future." He paused, "They're in big trouble."