Chapter 468, Business Is Business

"Crack~" A golden crown landed on the large round table covered with tablecloth. On the front of the golden crown was the national flower of Brittania - the iris, and on the back was the photo sticker of the first knight king Arthur, which said Arthur date of birth and death.

"I have to say, Lord Ryan, you really don't have much talent for this kind of game." A businessman with a shiny face and bright eyes was sitting opposite Ryan, with red wine and a handful of gold crowns on the table: "It's like You said the same thing."

"...That's right, you're right, Oliver, I really don't have any talent for this game." Ryan looked enviously at Oliver's "tower" erected with nine gold crowns, and then chuckled to give up : "Okay, I admit defeat."

The tower erected by King Krona was overthrown.

Although Ryan always had a smile on his face, Oliver could clearly feel that Ryan was a little upset about losing to him. This big businessman who was already famous in the old world wisely changed the subject: "King Belegar's The trading post is already under construction. My count, our chamber of commerce has already occupied the best position in the trading post. Duke Hagen has also allowed us free trade and unified tariffs. Looking at it now, the Principality of Guisoleox has also joined our alliance."

"Very good." Ryan nodded. He lowered his head and remained silent. Oliver also stopped talking wisely. Of course, this big businessman who still looks slightly fat knows that the man in his early thirties in front of him is here. How much energy is there for the country or even the old world.

When his caravan arrived in Midden for trade, White Wolf Elector Boris Todbringer and White Wolf Pope Emile Wager actually met him in person, Oliver was not stupid enough to feel himself Well, I feel that as a big businessman, I am qualified to be received by these two powerful people even in the empire.

Unless it is a distinguished guest of the high elves or a merchant emissary of the dwarf high king, it is already the highest level of reception for a merchant to meet the company commander of the White Wolf Knights.

Well, they had dinner together, even though that dinner was not to their liking, but after that dinner, Oliver never encountered any difficulties from the stubborn Middenland nobles.

After thinking for a long time, Ryan raised his head. He stared at Oliver who was patiently waiting for his answer: "Dear Oliver, don't you feel uncomfortable? The trading post we worked so hard to build is going to be handed over to the Duke of Hagen. Those who understand have a large share, and the profits must be shared.”

"It's not a good choice to eat alone, my count." Oliver understood this: "I think you understand better than me, everyone earns money together, and everyone bears risks together. When you encounter problems, these together Those who make money will naturally lend a helping hand, and at this time, an invisible alliance is formed."

"More importantly, whether it is the Duke of Hagen or the Duke of Furkad, they are bound to be more sympathetic to me." Ryan stood up, and he motioned for Oliver to come out with him: "Are you interested in going out for a walk? Oliver ?”

"Of course, as long as you need." Oliver smiled very cooperatively.

Ryan is a nostalgic person. I had a very good cooperative relationship with him before he became famous. Oliver naturally devoted all his efforts to maintain it. Now he can become a first-class businessman in the old world and Not without reason.

"Huh? Mr. Oliver, are you here? Welcome." Just as the two left the room together, a mature and beautiful figure stopped in front of them. She wiped her wet long golden curly hair with a towel,

The dark blue leggings set off the two long straight and slender legs. The high-necked knight costume, golden braid and black leather boots look full of heroism, and the swan-like slender neck is full of fluff Delicate skin.

"Oh! Of course, Mrs. Suria." Oliver saw that the visitor was obviously a little cautious, and he quickly saluted: "You are so beautiful today."

One thing recognized in this Earl's territory is that compared to the Earl himself, his wife is more to be offended. It is no news that Suria calmly cleans up her opponents with a moving smile on her face. Now, Ryan often goes out to fight. Most of the internal affairs are managed by Suria, and she is indeed managed very well. She is only short of an heir now.

"Thank you, Oliver, thank you... Ryan, are you going out?" Suria had just finished her daily riding and swordsmanship practice. The female knight went to take a bath and changed into a new set of clothes and saw her before she came out. The countess was a little curious: "Where are you going in such a cold day?"

"Oliver and I want to talk about something, Suria, you can come too." Ryan smiled and took his wife's little hand: "Let Oliver's family come too, and we can go out and find a place for a picnic."

"Picnic, of course, but where should we choose?" Suria said softly: "It's not easy to let Mr. Oliver and his wife and children wait for us to hunt in the ice and snow, right?"

"Of course not." Ryan suddenly thought of something, and he smiled wickedly: "Let's go to brother's house and see what's delicious."

"I listen to you, my husband."

So, thirty minutes later, Angron's home came to Red Fish Village.

"Oh, brother raises too many fish, don't want so many, let's eat some." Ryan picked up several fish with the fishing net.

"Brother's house has too many vegetables, and if you don't pick them, they will grow old. Let's pick some and eat." Ryan held a big bag and picked the leaves.

"The fragrant pig from my brother's family is really beautiful. Let's get one to make roast suckling pig."

"Brother's radish is growing beautifully!"

"It's all here, pull more~"

"Wow, woof, woof~" Angron's two border shepherds naturally recognized Ryan and Suria, they barked a few times, and ran up to rub Ryan's trouser legs.

Using local materials from Angron's house, Ryan and the others cooked a hearty lunch.

Oliver's wife is a beautiful woman in her thirties. It is said that this is Oliver's second wife. Although she is well maintained and does not look old, she is completely at a disadvantage when facing Suria. It is a great honor to participate in this level of private gatherings. The merchant's wife has always had a low status in front of the noble lady. Facing Surya, she obediently accompanied her with a smiling face, more like a housekeeper.

But this is enough for her to brag in her own circle for several years, Ryan thought, sometimes it is like this, the circle of noble ladies represented by Suria makes all women flock to it, and there are only a few people who may change their fate .

"Sulia, how is your situation?" Ryan held the orange juice in his hand at the picnic. He casually asked Surya.

Marriage in the Middle Ages is different from that in many ancient Chinese dynasties in his previous life.

The marriage between him and Suria is really just a marriage between the two of them. After getting married, Ryan is still the earl, and Suria is still the marquess. The titles of the two are relatively independent, economically free, female knight She owns the fiefdoms of two villages in the Duchy of Wenford, and she enjoys complete property rights and governance rights. These two villages have nothing to do with Ryan. Even if he is the husband of the Marquis, he has no right to ask about these two villages. Anything, the female knight has a huge dowry of more than 20,000 gold crowns, and this money has nothing to do with Ryan, and how to use it depends on Suria herself.

In the same way, if Ryan is unwilling, Suria has no right to ask about his territory.

Ryan's generation can't do this if they want to merge the titles. It will be possible after the children of the two of them are born and inherit all the titles of their parents.

Oliver thought to himself that this is probably why the marriages of the Duke's daughters are mostly unhappy. Marrying a Duke's daughter as a wife means that she has considerable financial power and autonomy, and at the same time she will get strong backing from her family. Small conflicts between husband and wife can easily cause huge turmoil, and eventually form a family war. The duke's daughter-in-law is not afraid of her husband at all, and their husband is often the one who is humble.

But this situation cannot be seen in Ryan and Suria. They can be regarded as model couples. While maintaining his strong position, Ryan let Suria take charge of his territory and helped his wife establish a Prestige, while Suria knows how to respect Ryan's guidelines and debate on some small things. Some small games between husband and wife keep them entertained and keep them close.

Holding the power in his hands but not using it, but delegating it to his wife, this is the most coquettish thing, and it is also what Oliver envies the most. He knows that if he is well educated, his wife can lose the entire chamber of commerce in less than two years. clean.

After eating, Oliver thought that there were no outsiders here, so the big businessman said in a low voice: "But my count, you know, the establishment of the trading post still touches other people's cakes."

"That's right, someone else's cake was indeed moved." Ryan said in a low voice while holding a glass of wine: "Furkad, Duke of Montfort must be very dissatisfied with this matter..."

"But he can't make trouble, because Ryan saved his life." Surya's sea-blue eyes were full of wisdom: "This makes him feel uncomfortable, and it is indeed good news for us."

"So, we also need to involve the Duke of Furkad in the establishment of a trading post." Ryan held a red wine glass, his face was reflected in the bright red liquid: "As you said, we have to learn to share , share profits and share risks.”

"But Duke Hagen..." Oliver was still worried.

"I'll leave this matter to you, Oliver. If necessary, bring the dwarves. Stubborn dwarves can always cause headaches for everyone." Ryan whispered: "After all, dwarves are the biggest suppliers of the trading post. And the staunchest trading partners, their demands should be met, am I right? You don't have to think too much about Duke Hagen's thoughts, he is not interested in these things, you just need to get them together to negotiate, and then Let them understand that if a reasonable distribution agreement cannot be reached, this trading post cannot be opened, and Suria and I will support you."

"Understood." Oliver got Ryan's guidance, and the big businessman calmed down a little. He suddenly made a joke: "It's a pity that this big deal didn't involve Hadrian."

Oliver and Hadrian are now the royal merchants of Ryan. They are both alliances and competitors. The two merchants always try their best to compete for their own shares, but they cooperate with each other externally.

"Hadrian has another important task to complete." Ryan shook his head: "Have you seen the gold, silver and jewelry that landed in Poldero?"

"Astronomical figures, my count." Oliver nodded.

"Find a way to get out slowly and get back what we want." Ryan took out a piece of parchment exuding golden divine light in front of Suria and Oliver: "As long as everything goes well, this will be yours." .”

"This is?" Oliver glanced at the title on the parchment.

"License for Rogue Trader."

The inscription is a golden signature, in which there is a bright light that can engulf everything and flows between the lines.

"The Eeror Of Mankind"

………I am the dividing line of the signature………

"Business Is Business" In Fulgrim's big tent, the Emperor was looking with great interest at the many tablets of prophecy Fulgrim had collected from the Old Ones. Through the use of psychic solutions, the Lord of Men seemed to have gained some interpretation.

Fulgrim wanted to read something from his beloved father's face, but the Emperor's expression was always cold, and it seemed that only the contents of the slate reflected in the black eyes could arouse his interest.

The Lord of Men recognized Fulgrim's achievements, and an alliance with the Lizardmen did not seem unacceptable to the Emperor. The Emperor's Children Primarch's first reaction was that both were enemies of Chaos, and would naturally cooperate if absolutely necessary.

Well, like Guilliman and the Eldar Chosen, and Sanguinius and the Silent King.

As far as Fulgan could remember, the only guy who had ever really made the Emperor angry was the guy who used psionic communication to puncture a breach in the webway under the palace and shouted "The Wonder Pony did nothing wrong" and "Friendship is Magic".

"Business is business." Fulgan repeated the emperor's words, and he said with some uncertainty: "Is it necessary to continue our cooperation with the group of Old Sage servants?"

"It is very necessary. From a certain point of view, countless Slanan magic toads use their lives and wills to maintain the maelstrom through the great protection by sealing themselves on the obelisk, preventing the invasion of demons." The Emperor Frowning tightly, he looked at the slate collected by Fulgrim: "A lot of content on the slate has been fulfilled, and some prophecies are vague, but we can still learn something from it. There's a bigger plot, and we know nothing about it."

"Those servants of the ancient sages are very powerful..." Thinking of the danger of shaking the world with the gestures of the great lord Mazda Moody of the Slane Devil Toad, Fulgan said with some uncertainty: "I don't know where they came from , but some of their technologies are still far superior to ours.”

"Of course, it is far better than us. Up to now, your descendants are still using my technology, and those technologies are the legacy of the Old Sage." The emperor said coldly: "There are some old saints left here. Just right, I can purify it and use your genes..."

"Father! You mean?!" Forgan opened his mouth in surprise.

The Emperor shook his head. "But first, let us meet the faithful servants of the Old Ones."

After speaking, the emperor directly used psionic teleportation to teleport Fulgrim and himself away.

New World, Lustria, City of the Sun.

Under the protection of more than a dozen lizardman legions, Mazda-Moody, the great lord of the Slanan Demon Toad, noticed two figures appearing in front of the ancient holy sun god pyramid.

The voice of the Lord Demon Toad was trembling.

"Start... the big plan."

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