Chapter 15: Unexpected Prey

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After the hound entered the cave, there was no movement at first. After a while, a fierce and rapid "chi chi" sound came out of the cave, accompanied by the barking of the hound.

Then a red fox suddenly emerged from the cave. The hounds surrounding it saw this scene and rushed forward quickly to encircle the fox without waiting for the hunters' orders.

One of the white hounds with brown patterns became the lucky one. It caught the red fox in one bite and ran to Constantine, holding its head high, and proudly presented the results to the hunters.

"Well done, man," Constantine praised generously, squatted down, stroked the lucky man's head with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and took the prey from his mouth.

Then he stood up, held the prey in his right hand high, and showed it to everyone.

The hunters cheered loudly. The fox hunting operation was a complete success and the red fox was successfully caught.

After a while, the hound that had entered the cave, wagging its tail, walked to Constantine and barked at him.

"Don't worry, I know you have also made contributions, and you will definitely get a share of the reward," Constantine bent down and stroked and comforted the hound.

"For these hunters who have made great contributions, should we reward them, guys?" Constantine looked around at the hunters and asked.

"Of course, Your Excellency the Duke," Gao Baili replied.

"Yes, contributions should be rewarded."

"Yes."

There was a chorus of agreement around him.

Constantine handed the prey in his hand to Nina, who reached out to take it.

Then he squatted down between the two hounds, one big and one small, and stroked their heads.

"Yes, if you make a contribution, you will be rewarded," Constantine said solemnly. This statement seemed to be praising the hounds, but he was looking at the invited guests around him meaningfully.

Gao Baili and Steve looked at each other with different expressions.

Standing up, Constantine opened the package on Helen's body, took out a piece of red pork sausage, held a dagger in his right hand, cut the sausage into small pieces, and placed them in front of the big and small hounds.

The two hounds feasted on the food with relish.

The hounds around them barked, squatted or lay down, and looked up at them enviously enjoying the food.

"Those who have not made contributions will naturally have no chance to get rewards," this statement seemed to warn other hounds around them to give up their unrealistic delusions.

"Are you right?" Constantine asked the guests around him for their opinions.

The invited guests were not from simple families, and most of them heard the implication in Constantine's words.

"Of course, Your Excellency the Duke, those who have not made contributions are not worthy of rewards," replied Costebru in the crowd.

The others remained silent.

Steve and Gao Baili looked at each other, and Gao Baili shook his head.

Seeing that Steve and Gao Baili did not respond, the crowd pretended to be deaf and dumb, just pretending that they did not understand.

Constantine took in everyone's reactions and sighed in his heart, knowing that things would not go so smoothly.

As for Costebru's reaction, it was also within Constantine's expectations.

Alpha Bank is not as wealthy and deep-rooted as the National Bank of Greece. This bank has only been established for three or four years, and its business has just begun to develop. It is eager to open up the situation. What is more powerful than the combination of money and power?

The National Bank of Greece is different. It is a bank with decades of history. It is not as anxious as Alpha Bank. Anyway, they hold the right to issue currency, and they can't do without their own interests at any time.

They had all heard about Constantine's actions in Africa, although not in detail.

Constantine had never revealed his ambitions in public, fearing that he would alert the European powers and backfire.

Therefore, the African plan had been carried out quietly in secret, with only action and no words, and when the fait accompli and the countries that coveted Congo could not stop it, it would not matter.

They still had doubts in their hearts. In their eyes, Greece, a small European country, wanted to grab a colony in Africa surrounded by wolves, which was too fantastic.

In their eyes, the plan of Constantine, who was only fifteen years old, was probably like a naughty child's game.

Although he had expected it, Constantine still felt a little depressed when he saw the scene in front of him.

However, it was not completely without gain. Costebru was able to express his attitude so straightforwardly, which was somewhat unexpected.

But thinking about the current situation of Alfa Bank, it can be understood.

They probably just felt that the rare goods were worth keeping, and they probably didn't take Constantine's African plan seriously.

They just wanted to take this opportunity to get on the line with the Greek court royal tower and gain political benefits.

The real purpose is not the wine.

But it doesn't matter. What they want is political support, and what Constantine urgently needs is economic support. It is a matter of mutual consent. Strengthening cooperation between the two sides will benefit both sides.

"Okay, gentlemen, let's take a break," Constantine said.

The hunting activity came to an end. The previous pursuit of the red fox, whether it was horses or hounds, consumed a lot of physical energy, and the hunters were also very tired.

The servants who were riding with him heard Constantine's words, took down the stalls they carried, and spread them on the flat ground for everyone to rest.

Then they tied the horses to the nearby woods to recover their strength.

Constantine, who was sitting on a blanket to rest, took the water bottle handed by Nina and drank two gulps.

Lying on the blanket, watching the white clouds in the sky gather and disperse, the blue sky is like a large piece of pure and flawless blue gem, taking a deep breath, the fresh fragrance of grass, trees and soil fills the chest.

It seems that all thoughts are dispelled at this moment during the relaxed and leisurely rest time.

Unconsciously, Constantine, who was completely relaxed and squinting his eyes, took a nap.

Nina held a piece of green grass that she didn't know where she came from, quietly handed it to Constantine's nose, giggled and tickled.

"Ah cut", Constantine rubbed his sore nose and impatiently snatched the green grass from Nina's hand.

But when he saw the shape of the grass in his hand, he was stunned.

The grass stem was straight, with many branches on the upper part, and small and tiny leaves in the shape of arrows.

A sense of familiarity came to my mind. Where have I seen this thing?

Nina saw Constantine staring at the grass in his hand blankly, motionless, frowning, and looking confused. She didn't know what happened to Constantine.

She used to play with Constantine, but she had never seen Constantine's current appearance.

Constantine, holding the grass in his hand, looked at the grass in front of him, which felt very familiar, but he just couldn't name it, the thinker.

What is the name of this grass?

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