Chapter 648: Otto's Entrustment

The situation in Dawn King's Capital has been fluctuating recently, and even Yorko, who doesn't care much about political affairs, can feel it.

Since the new king ascended the throne, guards rushing into residential houses to search can be seen every day on the street. The rebellion of the border lords is most often talked about in the tavern. The caravan also temporarily suspended slave transportation.

Hearing from Hill, Ampein Moya not only took in all the wolf-hearted slaves, but also gave them the status of free citizens-this was a kind deed, but it hindered His Majesty Roland's plan.

Yorko has no objection to this. The caravan was provided to him by Denise, and the head fee of the slaves is also a business without capital. If he can earn a little, he will not feel sad if he loses it. As long as he is still the ambassador of Graycastle, such benefits will always come to him.

There has been new progress in the alliance.

On the third day after Ampey's coronation, he was recruited into the palace and answered the new king's detailed inquiries about the covenant. After the news of the church's disastrous defeat in Cold Wind Ridge reached the capital, An Peiin happily pressed his handprint on the covenant.

This can be regarded as the official completion of the first task assigned by His Majesty.

But that night, Hill poured cold water on him.

He remembered what Qin Wei said at the time,

It is well known that Roland Wimbledon valued witches, but why did he break the covenant with neighboring countries because of witches? Yorko only felt that the other party was making alarmist remarks.

What's more, it is his freedom to manage the Kingdom of Dawn. Even if His Majesty dislikes it, what can he do? The Moya family has always been the ruler of Dawn Kingdom for generations, and no one else can intervene in it.

Of course, no matter what, he was still on the side of his old friend—a person as beautiful and outstanding as a witch didn't look like a minion of the devil.

Yorko shook his head and put these trivial matters to the back of his mind. He was just an ambassador, and he just wanted to convey His Majesty's intentions honestly. As for the fluctuations in the situation and political changes, he had nothing to do with him.

While it was still early, he planned to meet Denise first, and then decide on the entertainment tonight.

Just when they were about to leave, the eldest son of the Luoxi family suddenly came to the door.

Yorko secretly thought something was wrong, this guy had never brought any good news. The previous letter claimed to be related to the survival of Graycastle, and later he yelled that the new king was completely different from his childhood. Every piece of information was a headache. If Hill hadn't insisted on maintaining this relationship, he really wanted to turn a blind eye to Otto Rossi.

After calling Hill to sit down for the first time, he welcomed him into the living room.

"Do you have any news from the palace to convey to His Majesty?"

"Not yet." Otto poured himself a cup of tea very familiarly, "Do you have any plans for the evening?"

"Yes." In fact, not yet, but Yorko hoped that the other party would retreat in the face of difficulties. Denise would take him to enjoy the romance, while Otto would only make him sleepless at night.

"Then push it away, I want you to do me a favor," he handed over a black letter.

Yorko opened it and found an invitation letter inside, signed with a 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 has taken him to this kind of exhibition several times. The things he bought are indeed rarer than the other ones, but the prices are also extremely exaggerated. The transaction prices of thousands of gold dragons can be found everywhere. Where did you get so much money from?

"You don't have to worry about money," Otto drank the tea, "and helping me this time is tantamount to helping your Majesty."

"Tell me?" Hill, who was sitting on the side, asked.

"I heard the news that there is a witch among the items in this auction," he whispered.

Heck, I knew nothing good would happen, Yorko secretly slandered, everyone knew that the new king was cracking down on witches, and he would go there happily under normal circumstances, but at this moment he really didn't want to go into this muddy water, "These people are not afraid to offend Apein Your Majesty Moya?"

And the three major families should be closely united around the king, why do you feel that you are not willing to support his government orders at all? It's just that this sentence was hidden in Yorko's heart, and he didn't say it directly.

"Although Glory City is the territory of the Moya family, there are places he cannot reach," Otto shrugged.

"Is this exhibition run by mice?"

"A mouse wouldn't be a mouse if it had the money to do it," said Hill quietly.

"You're right," Otto nodded approvingly, "This exhibition is not so formal, but it is still organized by the most powerful businessmen in the area. Slaves are big heads."

"The slave market is open every day in the outer city," Yorko questioned, "Is there anything to hide and sell?"

"You'll understand when you see it."

"Maybe I can call the Peyton family together?" The curiosity in his heart has been aroused, but he doesn't want to be completely led by the nose.

"Are you talking about the businesswoman who is often with you? She can't get in," Otto said. "The entry requirements are the strictest of all the exhibitions. She is indeed famous, but it's not enough. qualifications."

"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, so it's inconvenient for me to take action directly, but it's easy to understand that the Ambassador of Graycastle wants to try something new. Yes. I will pay for this fee, and I hope you can send her to His Majesty Roland's territory—using the trade route you opened up earlier, and with the protection of the ambassador, you should be able to go all the way without hindrance."

"But the slave trade has been suspended," Hill Wei spread his hands, "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 was also a witch. I thought she fell off a cliff and died, but I didn't expect to see her in the west of Graycastle. Roland Wimbledon Your Majesty told me that every witch is precious and should not be lost in the church's malicious rumors, and I also want to find a few more partners for her."

"This matter, let me continue—" While Yorko was still considering an excuse, Hill Fox had already held Otto's hand.

"I understand. Let this matter be handled by the ambassador."