Chapter 482: Fatty
Ark Harbor.
It was still before nine o'clock in the morning, and the carriages drove into the small square of the White Castle. Each carriage has a unique emblem on its body, indicating that it belongs to a different knight. One by one, several knights who were subordinate to Oban dismounted from the carriage, and when they met them, they only greeted each other, and followed the butler into the castle.
Glaar was among them, his face expressionless, his face dark, and he looked sullen.
Indeed, since taking over Sunset City, Glaar has been busy from morning to night as if he had just succeeded him as a lord. Since the last time Eren drained Sunset City's resources, Glaal has become extra careful. No longer worrying about leaving all the affairs of Sunset City to Tomen to take care of, Lord Viscount exerted his diligence spirit from the end, and stayed with the mountains of Wen JiΓ n early in the morning every morning.
He was not worried about even an inconspicuous expense, for fear that Tomen would make a big fuss about it. After a few times, Tomen was also happy to be free, and simply handed over all the big and small affairs, all the documents that needed to be approved, to be handled by Glaar. Glaal soon felt that something was wrong, a small sunset city, how could there be so many articles that needed to be reviewed.
But at this time, he shirked it, but he was afraid that Tomen would do something from it, so he could only bear it all by himself. In less than a month, Viscount Glaar was exhausted. Today, I was summoned by Oban, and I just had an excuse to get out of the mountain of Wen JiΓ n, and slipped out of Sunset City in advance.
Then a knight walked up to him and whispered, "Have you heard?" Lord Viscount. β
"What's the matter?" Glaal has been tormented by working day and night lately, and he has no energy to keep an eye on the outside world.
"That Sir Alan had taken down the Bauhinia collar a few days ago." The knight said with a bitter face: "Now that people have outstanding military achievements, I am afraid that we will not have a good life in the future." β
Graar sneered: "People don't occupy your territory, he has lived his, you have lived yours, what is there to worry about." β
"Yes, yes, Lord Viscount has taught you a lesson. It's hard to keep people's appetites big, and those few territories may not be satisfied. When the time comes, I'm afraid that it will attack a few of us. Of course, Lord Viscount does not have to worry, forgive him for not having the courage to make a move on you. After all, your family relationship with Count Auban is there. β
Graal frowned, it wasn't all unreasonable. He said in a deep voice, "How many of you think so? β
Seeing that Grar's words had a turnaround, the sir immediately said: "We plan to strike first, just like you did last time, and divide the power of this Sir Allen, which can be regarded as self-preservation." If Lord Glaar supports it, we can nominate you to come out and get the Bauhinia Collar. Hey, I think there's a lot of tax revenue in that territory. β
Glaar snorted, "Forget it, a sunset city has already tossed me enough." One more bauhinia, and you won't let me live. I'm for this, but don't push me out, whoever you love. β
"In that case, then we won't be reluctant." The baron smiled, stepped back, and whispered to the other knights.
Moments later, they arrived at the chamber. Oban was already sitting in the middle of the room, looked at them with a smile and said, "Good morning, sir, sit down, everyone." β
Once all the Jazz were seated, Orban gestured, and the butler and bodyguard stepped back, closing the door for the Jazz. Oban coughed dryly and said, "I asked you to come here today because I want to discuss something with you." Presumably you should have received the news that our Ser Alan was very brave, and three days ago he defeated Tucker and Daniel's elite cavalry in the Blue Field. On the same day, they attacked the Bauhinia Collar and surrendered the city of Oulu the next day. Now, this territory is also in my hands. β
"Count, this is an honor of all kind, and we must celebrate." Fat Eni said with a blushing face.
The other knights gave him a cold look, much to Baron Eni's embarrassment. Looking at him, it was clear that the other knights did not tell him what everyone thought, and Eni noticed something wrong, so he had to keep his mouth shut.
Oban laughed and said, "You're right, Eni. It's a great honour indeed, and I've expanded my territory by more than half. Being able to make Daniel embarrassed is even more pleasant. Like you said, it's going to have to be celebrated. Until then, though, we need to solve the problem. β
Several knights gave Grar a look, and the latter understood, straightened his back slightly, and said, "Lord Oban, let me interject." β
"You say." Oban was clearly in a good mood today, and he didn't blame Gall for interrupting him.
"It's good to have a bigger territory, but you should also consider whether Sir Allen, as a baron, has too much territory. Hungry Wolf Collar, Castle of Dawn, Bauhinia. Hey, he has three baronies alone, such a large territory, it's enough for a viscount, right? Oh, you see, my territory is much smaller than Sir Allen, and he's only a baron! β
"And what do you mean, Iglar?"
"Split." Grar raised his palms and made a downward slashing motion: "At the very least, one of the territories should be handed over by Sir Allen." β
Oban stretched out his hand and nodded to Glaal and said, "Do you think that one sunset city is not enough, and you still want to take care of one more territory?" β
Graar's face changed, and he waved his hand and said, "I'm just putting forward my personal opinion, as for the territory, the extra Sunset City has kept me busy enough, and I ask the Earl to consider the others." β
"Grar, you've had such humble moments, hey." Oban laughed, and said, "It is this matter that I want to discuss with you, Baron Allen submitted some proposals to me after occupying Bauhinia. This includes the management of the Bauhinia Collar, and Sir Alan feels that his strength is not enough to manage so many territories, and intends to hand over the Bauhinia to my sole authority. β
As soon as these words came out, the jazzes' faces were a little strange. Bauhinia is not the same as the hungry wolf territory, and its wealth is even better than the Dawn Castle, which is known as the "granary". That territory was nothing more than a piece of fat, and the knights hadn't seen anyone spit out the fat they had swallowed.
If you want to hand over the territory, if you replace them, you must choose Hungry Wolf Ridge, because everyone knows that if you spread that territory, you will give a big discount to your annual income.
After taking a deep breath and calming the thoughts that were surging around him just now, Graal deliberately sneered and said, "Who knows if Sir Alan will do the same trick again, and only hand it over after draining the wealth of the Bauhinia Collar." Hey, I advise you guys, it's better not to be too naΓ―ve. β
Ora smiled slightly, picked up a document from the stage and raised it: "In the past few days, Baron Allen has asked someone to send a list of supplies for bauhinia. Although it is only a rough estimate, it can be used as a reference. So I personally think that Sir Allen is still very sincere. Of course, he wanted to hand Sunset City into his hands, after all, his soldiers were from Sunset City, and he wanted to let the soldiers protect his city. β
"Bauhinia for Sunset City?" Glargan laughed: "This is really a big deal, that broken city really doesn't know what is good." β
"In that case, why don't you go to Bauhinia and hand over to Sir Allen?"
Glaal said unexpectedly, "Count, do you agree to his terms?" β
"Why not? Exchanging Sunset City for Bauhinia is not a loss. And that's the actual situation of Sir Allen, he manages a castle of dawn, and taking care of Fenrir City and Sunset City is already the limit, no matter what, he can't be distracted from running another Bauhinia. The fact that he was able to propose such a proposal shows that Sir Allen is well aware of his weight and position, and of course I am trying to cause such a thing. Do you want to object? Oban asked deliberately.
"No, no, no, of course I didn't mean that. Alright then, I'll take care of the Bauhinia for you, Count. Graar stood up, looking respectful.
The faces of the first few knights changed slightly, and everyone stared at Glaal fiercely, and then lowered their heads so as not to reveal their hearts.
Obanhaha smiled and said, "Glaral, you promise to be the best, but Bauhinia is not the same as Sunset City, I'm worried that there are too many things for you to handle." Well, I'll give you some more. β
"Mr. Long."
The door to the side hall of the chamber quietly opened, and a man with an oriental face stepped out of it. His rare black hair flowed like silk in the sun, and he walked slowly with his hands on his shoulders, with a grace of his own. He bowed to Obanwei and walked behind the Count.
"I admire Mr. Long's wisdom, and if you are in trouble deciding something, ask him for advice. He can also take care of some daily chores for you and share the pressure of work for you. "The Bauhinia Collar is only a line away from Daniel's own territory, and there is great wealth there, and there are equally great challenges waiting for you. I don't feel comfortable relying on Bauhinia alone's army, so I'll transfer the 'Deep Sea Scaly Queen' to help you secure that position." β
The Deep Sea Scaly Ji is the army of Oban's lineage, and the commander Jora is Oban's younger sister, young and sexy, with a heroic temperament, and a level 20 strength. With her in charge, it can be regarded as a scene. It's just that in this way, the excitement that Glaal just now has disappeared. Oban arranged for Mr. Long and his sister to be in the Bauhinia Collar, ostensibly to assist Glaar, but in fact he held the territory in his own hands.
Glar was reduced to a veritable manager, with no real power. But just now he had agreed, but now he wanted to get rid of it, but he couldn't find an excuse, so he had to admit it.
Then there are some inconsequential arrangements, such as the fact that Oban is going to hold a celebration dinner, and he will invite Alan back to attend, etc. After the meeting, Oban asked the others to step down first, leaving Mr. Long alone.
"This time I went to the Bauhinia Collar, and Mr. Lao Long took care of everything. Graal is also equivalent to my spokesperson, and he is responsible for the entertainment in the officialdom, but Mr. Long has to catch other important matters. Also, although my sister Jora's strength is good, she is still too young after all. My father was middle-aged and had a daughter, and he doted on her. After my father left, she was always under my care, and rarely stayed away from me. I'm not by her side, only Mr. Long is watching for me, don't let her cause any trouble. Oban advised: "If there is any danger, I can do without the bauhinia, but if I have to bring it back." β
Mr. Long nodded and said, "My subordinates have written it down." Before leaving, I would like to remind the Count one more thing. If you want to hold the wolf of Sir Allen, you have to plan it as soon as possible. This time, he was willing to give up the large territory of Bauhinia and take the small place of Sunset City. It can be seen that he is a person who knows how to make trade-offs, and such a person is a hundred times more dangerous than those greedy guys. Moreover, he is willing to spit out even the bauhinia flower, which shows that there must be more than one bauhinia flower for the person he is plotting for. β
"I know that at the celebration banquet, I will test his tone. If I can't satisfy him, I'll have to find another way. To be honest, he's a talent, and I'm a fool to ruin him. Oban smiled wryly.
"Lord Earl, a flock of sheep is easier to manage than a wolf. If you rashly put the wolf in the sheepfold, sooner or later the sheep will be eaten by the wolf. When the time comes, the wolf will not be content to stay in the sheepfold. Leaving these words, Mr. Long bowed deeply and walked backwards and left.
"A wolf?" Oban shook his head and looked out the window, momentarily speechless.
To the north of the Sea of Santa Trina bordering the Empire's territory, there is a deep-sea port. Four hundred years ago, it was a barren part of the Empire, with only a small fishing village. The villagers made a living fishing off the coast, and it wasn't until a man came here that the village began to change. Out of nowhere, the man got a big boat and gathered the strongest men in the village to go out to sea.
After a while, they returned, and when everyone thought they had been buried in the angry sea, they returned. Not only did he come back, but he also brought a deep-sea killer whale. It is a mutated killer whale with a one-horn-like shape piled up from the mutated cuticle on its head, also known as the narwhal king. This whale king brought earth-shaking changes to the village, and the whale king was full of treasures, from the most expensive single horn to whale flesh and blood, everything could be sold for money.
When the news of the capture of a whale king in this village spread, a large number of merchants soon rushed here. Since that day, the village has been transformed into a small seafood market. After that, there was a dock of its own. The number of whaling ships increased from one to three, to ten two years later, and five years later there were more than 30 whaling ships on the docks.
One dock was no longer enough, so a small port appeared. More and more businessmen came here to buy orca parts, and they simply invested their money here, and the village became a small town, and ten years later it became a slightly larger city. After hundreds of years of operation, it became the current Killer Whale Harbor. And the man who brought change to the village back then was the ancestor of the current Earl of Eric, Hamm. Diris! R1058