At the same time, outside the third space port of the New Hanoi Star, in the bridge of the battleship Saint Louis, there was also a group of people, discussing the opposite side,

"This guy is too arrogant. He can't afford the wrath of the Iris family!"

"I'm afraid that it is precisely because I know that this is Prince Raphael's ship, so this person will not back down? ”

"That was before, do they still have such confidence now?"

"That's why they can't give in, after all, this is their fundamental place. ”

"Having said that, don't you think it's sad that even a small shipyard director dares to despise that one now? A chaebol has to rely on this almost straightforward threat to force an affiliated company to dismiss its employees, which shows how far its influence has declined. ”

"But do you have to forgive this guy for what he did? The glory of the Capetian family is not to be disgraced!"

"That's enough—"

While everyone was still arguing, Raphael Capet, who was sitting in the seat of the Central Commander, suddenly gave a soft shout, interrupting the argument of many staff members and assistants,

"Although what happened today is very unpleasant to me, I can understand what that god is doing. ”

When the word 'God is proud', the corners of Raphael Capet's lips are slightly raised, full of sarcasm: "And the purpose of our coming here today is for Al Veron, not anything else, there is no need to make extraneous branches, is it? The guy on the other side has nothing to do with us." ”

At this time, many staff members were silent, but a bald young man about twenty-five years old, wearing a straight military uniform, let out a chuckle: "This is not necessarily, in fact, it is still related-"

Facing Raphael Capet's puzzled gaze, he shrugged his shoulders: "I guess this proud brother is probably also here for our white knight." Don't think I'm kidding you, do you want to make a bet with me?"

At this time, the prince's expression was extremely strange, he wanted to laugh, but he seemed to disdain, and finally he simply shook his head: "People who can't do their best, don't need to pay attention." Armand, I would like to ask you if your strategy really works? Talk less about benefits and more about dreams, which is nothing. But what is it that makes my paladin Roland, the banner of Iris, will be glorified because of you and me, etc., these words, are they too middle-of-the-road? If Mr. Weilun is not the kind of person you say, he will definitely despise it. ”

"There's no harm in trying, isn't it? After all, prince, you don't have any obvious advantage over others in terms of financial resources or power, and if you can't take it by surprise, this white knight won't be able to take your turn. ”

The bald young man touched his bald head with his hand: "I shouldn't be mistaken, this white knight is probably still a guy living in his dreams." He even used the whole world as a stage to realize his paladin dream. It's just that his abilities are so strong that no one can wake him up,"

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At this time, the Hinterer Hotel in New Hanoi Star, believed to be a dreaming white knight, Al Weilun, was slumped on a deck chair next to the pool, looking up at the sky bored.

But after a while, when he heard a series of powerful 'dongdong' sounds ringing in his ears, Al's face couldn't help but show helplessness.

It was the sound of high heels hitting the ground, and after a while, a pair of straight legs appeared in his sight.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be lying here and sitting here!"

Al Wilon opened his eyes like dead fish and looked at the owner of the beautiful legs, only to see that it was a girl wearing a small pink and purple shawl coat and a bright yellow velvet knee-length skirt, with a beautiful figure and beautiful facial features.

This is none other than his sister, Cheryl Wilron, who is not only his current temporary assistant, but also the deputy head of the Knights of the Holy Fire.

But at this time, this clear and bright pupil was full of anger, his hands were on his hips, he was violent, and his voice was also full of anger like hatred of iron and steel.

"I think you'd better decide on your next home as soon as possible!Brother, the balance of your current account in the bank is only 32 million, which is not even enough for a month's salary of the Holy Fire Knights!"

"Ever since I was ready to leave the Flame Mercenary Regiment, the word Holy Fire was no longer worthy of my companions. I prefer you to call it the Unnamed Knights now,"

Al Weilun smiled, and then tilted up slightly: "Is the deposit in the bank already so small? Isn't the Flame Mercenary Group going to buy back my shares? When will it arrive?"

"They're raising money, fifteen days at the latest!"

The sneer on Cheryl Willon's face was even stronger: "But don't forget, your liabilities in the bank are 1.5 billion federal dollars, and the amount of shares repurchased by the Flame Mercenary Group is not even enough for you to pay these loans after paying taxes." ”

When Al Weilun heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, and after a long time, he sighed: "So I'm already so poor?"

Then he lay back again, still looking lazy and boring: "When you say this, I don't want to move now." The thought of working hard for decades only to end up with nothing, even poorer than an ordinary person, makes me feel powerless. Cheryl, you let me rest for a while, I don't think this hotel will kick us out. ”

At this time, the girl's face had turned purple in an instant, and her pair of willow eyebrows were almost upside down.

"Nothing? do you still have the face to say?"

She was obviously on the verge of an outburst before, but after a few deep breaths, she still calmed down a little: "Then even if you lie here, it will be no problem for you to grow old and the sea will rot." But in seven days at most, I'll announce that your flame will be disbanded, no, it's the unnamed Order now. ”

When Al Wilon heard this, he didn't care and laughed: "You don't have the right to do this! ”

"Yes, but I trust your creditors, and will gladly support me in doing so. ”

Cheryl continued to sneer: "Rather than continuing to spend money on toys like the Knights, they will be more than happy for you to use the funds to do something more meaningful." In short, it's either to pay back the money or to disband the Knights, what do you choose?"

"Cheryl, Cheryl, you little bastard, why aren't you cute at all now?"

Al Weilun finally got up from the recliner again, and then rubbed his eyebrows with his hands, and said with a distressed expression: "But don't you know that I am looking for a suitable employer?

But Cheryl didn't give in, and looked down at her brother with a sneering gaze: "Just below this layer, there are gathered the entire Earth Federation, the top thirty mercenary groups, the top twenty transportation companies, and the security companies of the nine royal veins. As long as Al is willing to nod his head, they will provide you with the best contract!But if you want to find the kind of so-called 'Great King' who can squander you and let you play knightly games wantonly, then I will tell you frankly, make your spring and autumn dreams!"