Chapter 712, It's Hard to Live without Money!

"The Silver Horn of Iselama? An artifact that can awaken and control dragons?" Lion frowned after hearing Teclis' request: "Well...but how do we find it? And if this thing It’s so powerful, why didn’t the dwarves bring it out when they retreated from Mount Eight Peaks?”

"The Silver Horn of Iselama was lost in the last battle of the Longbeard War. It was an artifact of the dragon tamer family of Caledor. It became the trophy of the dwarf clan of Eight Peaks at that time, but the dwarves didn't know how to use it. Therefore, it is simply regarded as a silver horn made of Iselama." Teclis said calmly: "But it is an invaluable treasure to Asur, this thing is currently deep in the ground of Eight Peaks Mountain, It should be located in the ancestral temple of Bafeng Mountain, if you can get this, the dragon princes may not have to sing the dragon song for three days and three nights to wake up the dragon."

"So what can we get?" Ryan asked the second question: "You know, the wood elves will also participate in this expedition, and it is very likely that they also plan to get the silver horn of Iselama."

"If we can return this horn to the dragon princes of Caledor, then if we encounter trouble, as long as there is a message, the dragon princes of Caledor will immediately rush to support on the giant dragon. Teclis briefly said the benefits: "The power of the dragon will destroy our enemies, and then the dragon princes will emphasize that they didn't come to help us specially, but just happened to ride the dragon out for a ride."

"...Have the Dragon Princes always been like this?" Ryan squinted.

"Otherwise?" Teclis mentioned that the expression on the Dragon Prince's face was very painful: "Even among Asur, Caledor Dragon Princes always think that their blood is the most noble and glorious, Dragon Prince They will never obey any order, they always only consider suggestions, even when the Phoenix King personally leads the army, the dragon princes will always hold the banner of their own kingdom, but there is no doubt that they are still the most powerful in the world one of the cavalry."

"What if the wood elves also want this horn?" Ryan knows the power of the Dragon Prince. This is a super cavalry that can rival the Holy Grail Knight. Unfortunately, it is as rare as the Holy Grail Knight and it is difficult to form an organization, but it is like Brittany. Ya's cavalry array only needs a Holy Grail to lead it, and its power can be more than doubled. A high-spirited dragon may directly influence the battlefield situation.

"That depends on whether you think Alaros is more important, or Lilith and I are more important." Teclis said blankly, "You will make the right choice, am I right?"

There was such a threatening taste, Ryan touched his chin: "I will consider it."

"That's all for today. Belanar only told me one possibility about how to advance Ms. Trovik's bloodline." Teclis stood up: "Drink the blood of the ice dragon, but that Impossible, the original ice dragons at the two poles are either extinct, or turned into chaotic dragons or black dragons, neither of which can meet the needs of Ms. Trovik."

"Then please go back and look up the information." Ryan also stood up: "Thank you for your appreciation."

"No thanks." Teclis turned and left.

The meeting with Teclis at night was over. Ryan and Orika walked towards the main castle. Under the moonlight, the high windows of the palace corridor were penetrated by moonlight. The weather was getting colder and colder. Ryan walked ahead, Olika followed behind, the two of them walked out for a long distance without talking, and the only sound left in the aisle was the sound of Ryan's leather shoes and dark elf high heels.

"Olika?" Ryan said suddenly, and the king's face appeared and disappeared in the moonlight in the corridor.

"What's the matter, master?" Olika responded, "Please tell me if you have anything to do.

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"No...it's nothing." Ryan hesitated for a while before shaking his head again.

"The master must want to ask me, what should you do if the wood elves really want to fight for the horn, right?" Olika smiled sweetly, and she simply took Ryan's arm: "Do you want Do you want to hear my opinion?"

"What advice will my personal maid and the Royal Housekeeper give me?" Ryan said with a smile, he really wanted to ask.

"That is to let them fight, and the losers will all become slaves, and they will be caught in the Marienburg talent market to make a fortune!" Olika said with a smile: "As for those young ones, those who refuse to accept can be chopped off. Siblings..."

"Enough, I shouldn't have asked." Ryan rolled his eyes: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Hehehe, I'm just kidding, master." Olika shook her head slyly, her long black hair like a waterfall shaking back and forth: "You have mistaken a causal relationship, master, it is you who are going to expedition to Bafeng Mountain, and you are the one who wants to start from the green Surrounded by Pi and the Skaven, fighting side by side with King Belgar, not those high elves who think highly of themselves, nor those wood elves who want to take advantage of the opportunity, if the silver horn of Iselama falls into In your hands, all you have to do is wait for them to open conditions and let them compete instead of being restricted. You value favors too much, and besides, you really thought that the Dragon Prince would be grateful as Teclis said. you?"

"Don't you appreciate it?" Ryan seemed to realize that he really didn't understand the thinking logic of high elves and dark elves better than Olika: "Go on, Olika."

"The Caledonian princes among the high elves are extremely proud existences. Let me use an analogy. There was a noble family that was once extremely glorious and glorious that lost a war. Their patriarch was killed. Their The family heirloom was taken away, and their family declined because of it." The dark elves spoke seriously this time: "As a result, after thousands of years, a lowly bastard, a human being whom they didn't even bother to look at, actually got the horn, and And sent it back, master, if you were from this noble family, how would you choose?"

"If it were me, I would definitely give him a little benefit, and give him a chance to rise by the way, right?" Ryan thought for a while, then shook his head immediately: "But the high elves might not think so."

"That's right, in the eyes of the Dragon Prince, you are a humiliation, a complete humiliation." Olika nodded: "You sent back the horn, not only to laugh at their incompetence and uncover their scars, but also a kind of Provocative, do you think the Dragon Prince, especially Prince Caledor Imric, will be grateful to you? You really think too much, the best way to deal with this matter is to give the horn to Teclis or even Lilith herself, Let them pass it on, but here comes the problem, this favor has nothing to do with you, whether it is Teclis or Lilith, what they consider is their own interests after all."

"Very good, this is very sophisticated." Ryan shook his head, and he finally understood: "I will think about it after I really get this thing, everything is empty talk now, but Olika, you are right, take the initiative It's up to me, they ask me, not me begging them."

Olika smiled even more happily, and she secretly made a victory gesture.

The master is very clear that only I am the one who will really consider for the master.

Complete victory!

It was already very late at this time, and Ryan didn't want to disturb Suria, and planned to go to the guest room to spend the night with Olika, but when he returned to the main castle of the palace, Silvia standing at the gate made his heart skip a beat. , the face of the head maid was very serious, and she even had a vague expression of questioning. Seeing Ryan appearing, Silvia, who was dressed in a black and white maid outfit, wearing the same white suspender stockings as Olika, and a turban on her head, left immediately. He came up: "Your Majesty, you are back, Madam is waiting for you in the bedroom."

"Suria? What's the matter?" Ryan knew something was wrong, so he said quickly.

"You'll know when you go, Madam told me to notify you as soon as I see you back, and tell you to go find her." Sylvia kept a straight face and refused to disclose any information: "I can't say anything else."

"Okay." Ryan nodded to express his understanding. The king felt something was wrong in his heart. Sylvia's expression was so serious. It seemed that his wife was very angry and the consequences would be serious.

"Please follow me." Sylvia led Ryan towards the master bedroom. Ryan quickly exchanged glances with Olika, and gestured towards the dark elf. Olika nodded with a smile. He chanted two mantras aloud.

"Hmm!!!" Sylvia's whole body was flushed like an electric shock when she was walking. She only felt that her legs were going to limp and she was about to fall to the ground. Ryan quickly supported her and said enthusiastically : "What, Sylvie?"

"Oh~you, you~" Sylvia slumped on Ryan's body, and the expression on the head maid's face was ashamed and indignant: "It's so despicable!"

"Hey hey~" Ryan hugged his head maid by the waist: "Tell me, Sylvie, what's going on with Suria?"

"No, I~uh~" Sylvia was still struggling, and Ryan then "threatened": "Otherwise, I will hand you over to Olika at night?"

"Okay, leave it to me with confidence, I will let the head maid enjoy my service." Olika smiled maliciously: "Master, don't ask, she won't tell, let me bring it on."

"No... I, I said." Hearing that she was about to be taken away by Olika, Sylvia shook her head desperately in horror, and the head maid finally compromised: "It's because..."

Two minutes later, Ryan pushed open the door of the bedroom alone. At this time, Su Liya was already waiting in the room. Today's queen was wearing a long white damask icy icy and glamorous butterfly dress. With a touch of anger, the slender and straight long legs under the slit of the long skirt were wrapped in a pair of white unicorn velvet suspenders and stockings, and a pair of open-toed fish mouth high heels were worn on the white silk feet. Seeing Ryan coming in, the Queen's The tone was not very nice: "My lord, are you finally back?"

"Yes, Suria, I'm back." Ryan walked quickly in front of his wife with a guilty conscience. The king was about to hold Suria's hand, but Suria shook him off gently. The queen Obviously still angry, seeing Ryan coming, Suria grabbed a stack of documents and put them directly in front of Ryan: "Lion, my husband! My king! Look at you, look at the documents you signed , look at your orders, my God, if this continues, our Duke Musillon family can declare bankruptcy!"

"Madam~" Ryan finally sat next to Suria, and he gently hugged the queen's slender waist: "Money must always be spent, so that social wealth will circulate and the kingdom will have vitality."

"But you can't spend money like this!" Suria was hugged by Ryan, and she calmed down a little, but the queen didn't intend to let the king get away with it like this. She said angrily: "I understand that the royal family's financial problems are serious. , and in order to ensure that this country will not collapse, you continue to use your personal finances to make up for the kingdom's financial problems, but this must be limited. The money of our duke family belongs to us, and the kingdom's finances belong to the kingdom. You can temporarily call and It’s okay to pay some money, but you can’t rely on personal wealth to maintain the operation of the kingdom forever? Look at the series of orders you made after you took the throne. We paid for the construction of the canal, and our family paid for the industrial payments to the empire. For the money, our family will pay for the further refitting of the Old Guards and the knights, and the reconstruction of Moussilon will also be spent from our treasury, if this continues, we will really go bankrupt!"

"So I'm going to expedition to Bafeng Mountain, my wife." Ryan sighed softly. He actually knew that the expenses would be very high after succeeding to the throne, but there was no way to do it. Surya was understandably anxious and angry. To this day, the blood dragon patriarch Aibo Wallace has already spent most of the amazing wealth given to Ryan by him: "Only in this way can the entire financial problem be reversed."

"But, what about the money?" Surya was still struggling, and the female knight let out a soft cry. She was picked up by Ryan and placed on his lap. Surya felt that she was hugged by her husband, and there was no strength left in her body. She hurriedly said: "Ryan, I warn you, you must leave a reserve of at least 30,000 gold kroner. We must have such a mobile fund to ensure emergency situations."

"Of course." Ryan held his wife in his arms, and he said with a smile: "We are not without income, Suria, my brother Forgan's financial support will soon land in Le-Angulan, and it is estimated that There is a wealth of about 50,000 gold kroner for us to accept, and then I have already negotiated with Archduke Schulz of Marienburg. The upper and lower councils of Marienburg headed by him will provide us with a war loan of more than 100,000 gold kroner .”

After saying this, Su Liya's complexion finally looked better, and the queen nodded slightly: "If this is the case, it can barely be justified, but... Ryan, do you really want to borrow so much money?"

"Why not? Am I afraid of failure?" Ryan hugged his wife and smiled: "Now, standing in front of you are the King of Knights of Brittany, the Duke of Musillon, the Earl of Glamorgan, and the Baron En, the chosen champion of the Lady of the Lake, the orthodox heir to Landuin's will and virtue..."

"Pfft~ that's enough, that's enough!" Su Liya was finally amused by Ryan, and the queen blushed and leaned on her husband's chest, and said in a low voice: "I'm not worried that you just ascended the throne and are eager to make some achievements , I am so happy, I didn't consider the consequences, and you are in a special situation now, I think I have to find an opportunity to remind you, since you have already thought about it, as a wife, I can only support you, I believe in you, you will bring victory to you Ours, right?"

"Of course, who am I? I'm Ryan Malcador! Now, the one holding you is the King of Knights of Britannia, Mu Xilong..." Ryan gestured to say his title again, Su Li Ya hurriedly blocked his mouth with his hand: "Lian!!!"

"Hahaha~" Ryan saw that Suria finally calmed down, and his heart warmed up. He stretched out his hand to caress the long golden curly hair of the female knight, and said in a warm voice: "In order to prevent insufficient money, I am going to discuss with Grand Duke Schultz. thing."

"And Grand Duke Schulz? Didn't he promise to give you a war loan?" Suria was a little surprised.

"That's not enough." Ryan embraced his queen, his face became serious: "I'm going to let Grand Duke Schulz issue war bonds!"

"The name is called..."

"Eight Peaks National Debt!"