Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Little Warning
The noise is endless.
Peter shrunk back, subconsciously keeping himself at a certain distance from the information in front of him, he squinted, and the dim old eyes could only see a blur after taking off his glasses, but it was fine...... Or so it be, at least no matter what, he didn't have to deal with those annoying faces. Otherwise, Peter couldn't imagine that he would have any intention of continuing to persevere.
"Quiet, quiet!!"
A high-pitched, mixed voice rang out, silencing the raucous quarrel.
"Guys, we're not sitting here here to argue."
A middle-aged man dressed in a fancy costume stood up and stretched out his hands.
"In recent months, there have been a series of attacks on cargo ships in the border area, which has not only caused dissatisfaction among the merchants' associations, but also affected the entire Land of Light, where prices are rising rapidly, and we must curb this trend and take countermeasures!"
"What can we do?"
The other person put down the information in his hand and spread his hands helplessly.
"We have sent an investigation team, but until now, the investigation team has not given us a clear and specific report! We need to know what happened to the Dao, and we need to know who did it! β
"It's going to take time, after all, there are so few clues, and we need to continue the investigation."
"But there is no time left, because of the rise in prices, the people's support for our parliament is falling sharply, and we must find a way to reverse the situation, otherwise the whole country will be in chaos."
What's the use of talking about that now?
Peter pressed his temples and sighed, he would open every day, but he couldn't come to a conclusion, and at this moment, in Peter's vague eyes, a pitch-black figure rose up.
"Guys, I have something to say."
BodΓΈ.
Hearing this, old Peter hurriedly perked up, and then he grabbed his glasses and put them on, picked up the quill in his hand, and looked intently at the man who was walking towards the lecture seat. He was in his early forties, dressed in a plain black coat, his resolute face gave a sense of peace and majesty, his heavy lips were tightly pursed, and his golden hair was meticulously combed back, showing the careful and rigorous personality of his master, and with him stepping into the lecture seat, the originally noisy council hall was now much quieter.
"I think your discussion is just a waste of time and meaningless. We should not focus on how to solve the problem itself, in any case, it has happened, and now the prices of various commodities in the country are rising, although not much, but this still makes the people very dissatisfied. Didn't you hear that?! β
As he spoke, the man waved his hand abruptly and pointed out the window.
"It was the people's protest, and we were entrusted with a heavy responsibility by them, and we cannot live up to their trust. It is true that the investigation of the attack on the merchant ship continues, but it is imperative that we immediately stabilize prices and avoid further destabilization, which is what we should do! β
"But Mr. Bode, what are we to do?"
Hearing the councillor's inquiry, a smile appeared on Bode's face.
"We can ask for the assistance of the Duchy of Moon, and they will export what we are lacking now, so as to re-stabilize the market price."
"I'm against it!"
"I'm against it too!"
Hearing this, some people immediately stood up and objected.
"It's been so long, and the Duchy of Moon hasn't reacted, so it shows that they don't want to help us at all! If we make a request, they will definitely use it as a threat to force us to make concessions and compromises! ββ¦,
"That's right, that dictator, tyrant, I don't believe that woman would be so kind to help us."
"How could she care about the lives of the people? As long as he can stabilize his rule, he can even slaughter his own people, and the evil man is still an angel, it is really unimaginable! I oppose this proposal, Mr. Bode, we in the Land of Light have a history of freedom and glorious traditions, and we must not bow down to evil because of such a trivial matter! β
"In any case, the Duchy of Moon is our ally."
In the face of everyone's unanimous opposition, Bode waved his hand violently.
"And we don't have any other choice. The other countries do not have enough to support our vacant outputs, and only the Duchy of Moon has the resources and capacity to help us. We can send emissaries to express our goodwill to Miss Lydia, and if the Duchy of Moon is willing to export goods to us at a low price, then we can discuss its demands, and I hope you will understand, folks, that this is not the time to discuss such illusory things. If we can't meet the demands of the people, then in next year's general elections......... I think you all understand. β
Hearing this, the parliamentarians who were still indignant just now all softened at this moment, they looked at each other, but they couldn't say a word. Still, there are people who are worried and put forward their own ideas.
"But......... What if the people knew that we had requested assistance from the Duchy of Moon? If this matter spreads out, it will also be a heavy blow to us......"
"I don't think you need to worry about that."
Bode pressed his hands.
"People are most concerned about the rise in prices, and as long as we don't talk about it, no one knows where the food and supplies they buy come from. It is true that bowing to the Duchy of Moon is not something to be happy about, but for the sake of the country, for the sake of the people who support us, we must abandon that boring pride and make a certain amount of concessions in exchange for the stability of the country. Of course, that's our problem. For our people, they don't need to know where these goods and goods come from. β
At this point, Bode paused.
"They didn't know anything before, so naturally they don't care about it now."
Hearing this, the eyes of the parliamentarians were no longer anxious before, but instead excited and excited, indeed, this matter has always caused them to be anxious, and now they have finally found a way to solve this problem, which naturally reassures them. These people are well aware that as long as they can appease the discontent of the population, then they are likely to continue to sit here in next year's election, and that is the most important thing.
As for face? It doesn't matter if it comes in second or third occasionally, does it? There won't be a shortage of meat anyway.
"So, Mr. Bode, regarding the dispatch of emissaries........."
"I'll go myself."
Bode puffed out his chest and said confidently.
"I will bring the utmost sincerity of our council to Miss Lydia, and pledge to accomplish this glorious mission."
With that, Bode looked up and looked ahead of him.
"Please also ask the parliament for approval."
The old man sitting in the high seat did not speak for a long time in the face of Bode's gaze, he let out a long sigh, and after looking around tiredly, he reluctantly nodded.
"I accepted your application, and I will make a decision after the parliament votes."
Dying.
Hearing the old man's answer, many of the councillors present had the same thought, and they looked at the old man sitting on the top seat with a hint of contempt, he was already this age, how long did he want to stay in the position of consul? Damn it, if it weren't for the old fellow's sluggishness, why would the council have been passive? Hmph, now it looks like this old guy will be stepping down from that position by the time of the next election. By that time............,
Thinking of this, many people set their eyes on the confident and proud man who stepped off the podium.
Perhaps it will be the dawn of a new era.
And at this moment, in the distant Deep Rock City, among the mercenary associations, it is a different scene.
"Damn bastard!!"
The mercenaries watched in amazement as Billy, dressed in fine clothes and grim-faced, slammed the door and rushed through the hall in a rage, then left the Mercenary Guild and stepped into his luxurious carriage.
"How's it going?"
It was only then that the man who had been sitting in the car and hiding in the shadows asked.
"That guy denied everything."
Billy spread his hands helplessly.
"Although I almost put forward all the evidence and magic images that can prove that he is the murderer according to your request, he is not moved at all, and that guy actually said that this is all faked by us!!"
Remembering Rod's flat expression, Billy gritted his teeth and wanted to cut off his head with his own hands. He spent so much effort, wasted so much saliva, and even put out evidence, but that guy can turn right and wrong so upside down?
"What about the attitude of the Mercenary Association?"
"They said they would continue to investigate."
Billy's expression was unhappy, but he immediately became more humble when he saw the man across from him.
"Honorable lord, why don't you go out yourself? If you go in person......"
"I'm not going, it's not the time yet, don't underestimate the Duchy of Moon, don't underestimate that woman, the reason why she let us go here is definitely not because she doesn't know about our existence."
"That's why I hate this country."
Billy snorted coldly.
"Surveillance is everywhere, and you have to be careful what you say and do wherever you are, or you will have to worry about disaster coming you anytime and anywhere, and you will not have any freedom at all. Moreover, I still don't understand, why are you so cautious about a little nobleman, even if that woman is paying attention to us, but a small nobleman, even if she is killed, it won't cause any problems. Could it be that woman who will turn against us because of this? β
"You won't understand."
Instead, the man shook his head, his voice much lower.
"I naturally have my reasons."
Rod yawned.
After sending Billy away, Serek, who returned to the room, glanced at the young man helplessly, and then exchanged glances with the elder, they are not fools, since Rod sent Lijie to the Mercenary Association, these two people know that things are not ordinary, and now it seems to be true, after all, Billy is the envoy of the Land of Light, there is no need to entangle with such a small mercenary leader as Rod, although there is still Marlene's problem between the two before, However, it would be an exaggeration to say that the trouble has been raised to the level of two countries because of this incident.
So, what exactly does this young man have in his hands what the Nation of Light needs?
To be fair, Serek didn't want to know too much, because the Mercenary Guild was just an association, not the supreme ruler of the city and region, and although they were very unhappy with the aggressive appearance of the envoy of the Land of Light at the moment, it was not a problem that could be solved by their own identity.
"Alright, boy."
It was only at this time that the elder stood up and came to Rod's face, staring at him viciously.
"Tell me, what kind of trouble have you provoked, don't think we're really going to protect you, you know, before you came here, our mercenary association has never been so uneasy, frankly, I really want to tie you up right now, and send you to that chattering bastard, whatever he wants to do with you, so I hope you can tell the truth!"
Facing the elder's gaze, Rod quietly put down the teacup in his hand, and then spread his hands slightly innocently.
"It's not going to be the answer you want to know."