After Jorah left, Ou Ban picked up the book on the table, but his mind was not on the book.
The Ridley family's business has been expanding further in recent years. The relationship between the Chamber of Commerce and the Emerald Pearl has developed to Granier, paving the way for later development. Ou Ban himself had traveled to Granier and the imperial capital of Oliska many times to develop his connections. This action had long since attracted the attention of the other two Earls.
One of them was Rackett, and the other was Kent. Their territory was not far from Ark Harbor, and strictly speaking, Daniel should be a vassal of Rackett. However, Daniel's strength was outstanding and on par with Rackett, so he was given the title of Viscount of Strength. Daniel would pay taxes to Rackett every year in accordance with the laws of the empire, but he had independent decision-making power in all matters within the territory. Rackett could not interfere, nor could he interfere.
Rackett himself didn't mind using Daniel to restrain Ou Ban and working with Earl Kent to limit the development of Ark Harbor in various ways. If Ou Ban wanted to make a breakthrough, he would first have to break the alliance of the two Earls. But the first step was naturally to get rid of Daniel. This viscount of strength was on the side of Ouban's territory, and his resistance was much greater than that of the other two Earls.
After getting rid of Daniel, the other two Earls could break their blockade through diplomatic and military means. Ou Ban was confident that he could do this. After all, although they were all Earls, like Ou Ban, they belonged to the kind of people whose strength was at an ordinary level. However, Ou Ban now had Allen as a chess piece. Allen was as useful to Ou Ban as Daniel was to Rackett. Ou Ban could use Allen's power to threaten the two Earls.
As long as he was good at guiding, Allen's sword was enough to cut through all the thorns in front of him.
In the power system that the empire had formed over the years, anyone above the Earl level who possessed extraordinary strength would have an exclusive title. Needless to say, the four dukes of the empire were all figures who had stepped into the Saint realm. Among the Marquises and Earls, such as Bloody Earl Eric and Iron Spear Marquis Hoey, they all had their own titles. This title could be used as a pattern on one's own coat of arms. If the title was hereditary, this title could even be passed down to future generations, as long as the descendants had enough power to support this title.
Usually, a powerful Sir with such a title would be an overlord of a region, and ordinary people would not dare to offend him. Unfortunately, Sir Rackett and Kent had no titles, so Oban did not mind using them as stepping stones to his ambitions.
Now that Grar had lost a lot of money, with his vampire-like personality, he might contact the two Earls in a few days to cash Ou Ban's secrets into money. At this time, if Oban gave Grar some false secrets, it could be used to mislead the two Earls' judgments, thus paving the way for the future.
Thinking of this, Ou Ban had already begun to think carefully about what kind of message to send to his two old friends through Grar.
There was a fighting room in White Castle, where Ou Ban usually practiced his swordsmanship. There were two sets of armor in the fighting room that were already old. The armor was very old, but its surface was wiped spotless. These two sets of armor were given to Ou Ban's ancestors by the royal family after they were made hereditary Earls by the royal family of the empire. Judging from the current level of production, these two sets of armor were more decorative, but they also represented the honor that the Ridley Clan once possessed.
They were placed in the most conspicuous place in the fighting room, and when people entered through the door, they would be able to see these two sets of armor at first glance. Ou Ban placed them here to remind himself not to forget the honor that his family once possessed.
Allen stood in front of the two sets of armor for a minute before Jorah walked into the fighting room. It was afternoon. At noon, Allen received an invitation from Jorah. Although he didn't know why the spoils were divided in the fighting room, he still came.
Jorah was wearing a man's swordsman's uniform. In addition, she was already very tall, and now that she had tied her long hair up, she looked valiant and formidable. She silently walked to the side, picked up a blunt sword that had not been sharpened, and threw it to Allen. "Practice with me."
Allen casually took the blunt sword and glanced at Jorah. He did not object. He took off his coat and folded it neatly before walking into the arena with his sword in hand.
Jorah stretched her hands and feet and said in a deep voice, "Be careful!"
She shouted softly and rushed forward like an arrow. The blunt sword in her hand carried a strong wind and slashed at Allen's head in a dignified manner. This was the most basic sword style, but if he pulled this sword, the speed and strength were just right. It could be seen that his basic skills were also considered solid. Allen took a deep breath and raised his sword to meet it. He also slashed forward with a head-on slash. The two steel swords collided in midair, producing a muffled sound and sparks.
"Again!" Jorah dragged her sword and slid back. Then, she rushed forward with large strides and slashed down with her sword again.
Next, the two of them wandered around the arena. Even though he didn't use any Origin Energy, he was still using the most basic sword moves. However, Ruo La's offensive was like the wind, carrying with it some kind of resentment that came from nowhere, causing the sword's momentum to be fierce. Those who were slightly less courageous had long since been defeated by her fierce fighting style. Allen was also attacking, but his sword momentum was steady. Most of the time, he used his sword as a saber. Every time he landed, he would definitely have the momentum of a towering mountain. No matter how fierce Ren Ruola's sword momentum was, she would not be able to break through his attack.
After a fierce attack, Allen seized the opportunity and struck the middle of Ruo La's blunt sword. The force struck down along the sword, causing Ruo La to lose her grip and the blunt sword to fall to the ground. She didn't pick it up either. She just put her hands on her hips and panted. As he panted, the pair of peaks on his chest rose and fell, making him look spectacular.
When she regained her breath, Allen picked up the sword she had dropped to the ground and placed it on the weapon rack. Suddenly, Ruo La hugged him from behind and heard her say anxiously in her ear, "Take me away. No matter where you go, I'll follow you. I can do anything for you just to make you happy. "
Allen frowned and turned to look at her. "What's wrong with you?"
The expression in Ruo La's eyes changed several times before finally turning into a self-deprecating smile. She let go of Allen and retreated, forcing a smile, "Nothing, I was just teasing you."
Allen nodded, not intending to break her lame lie. Ruo La was not an ordinary girl. As the Count's younger sister, she was involved in too many complicated relationships. Allen didn't want to interfere, even though Ruo La was a good woman.
Whether it was her appearance, figure, or identity, they were all enough to satisfy a normal man's desire to conquer.
After calming herself down a little, Ruo La coughed softly and said, "Sorry, I pulled you into a fight just now. So let's get down to business. You probably can't imagine how much wealth we got last night. "
She laughed sinisterly and announced, "It's eight million. That's right, that vampire has accumulated eight million in private wealth at Ark Harbor. Right now, my men are checking the goods in batches, and they will move out one by one later. I don't have much cash on hand, so I can only give you a portion first. "
He took out a deposit from his pocket? Huh?? Oars? Sheena rolls a zero? Filiform? Wu Chu? Mansions, paddles, tadpoles, brothel, woody, brothel? Therefore, I look at the wood as it chases the Wu Ji K? Bright red block and push? Jue Zhang Gu? Appear from the void? Tyrannical Scorpion? Are you angry at me for stirring up trouble? True feelings? Pecking at the emperor's gown and the madam's smell? Eh? Yo, what's that? Is it true that one's school spoils one's family and admires one's old friend? Eternal Darkness? Send a message to Huang Guojiao?
"After I've sold everything, I'll pay you the remaining 1.5 million. Sir Allen, our first collaboration has finally been successfully completed. I hope there will be more opportunities for us to work together in the future. "
Allen looked at her. Ruo La's sudden bureaucratic tone made him feel a little uncomfortable. He nodded and said, "But I'm curious. If Sir Glar only profited from your business, how long would it take to accumulate this private wealth?"
"The source of his dirty money is naturally not as simple as profiting from his business. I can only say that Viscount Grayer has done something very outrageous. He has already trampled on the bottom line that his brother can tolerate. That's why he attacked him this time. It can be considered a lesson. If he doesn't have a long memory, the next time it won't be as simple as robbing private property. " Ruo La smiled and said, "My brother is such a person. Those who are loyal will be rewarded, and those who betray will be punished."
Allen faintly felt that Ruo La was warning him about something. He smiled and said, "I will remember Miss Ruo La's words. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first. "
"I won't see you off." Ruo La walked to the weapon rack and picked up a blunt sword again. "I still need to practice."
This was an obvious invitation to leave. Allen took a deep look at her, turned around, picked up the clothes folded on the ground, and quietly left the arena. After he left, Ruo La closed her eyes and let out a long breath, "If you had promised me just now, what would have been the result?"
She shook her head and threw this unrealistic thought out of her mind. She raised her arm and waved her sword. Only in this way could she forget the hidden pain in her chest. In the end, Jorah chose her family and Ou Ban. Although she spoke so willfully in front of Ou Ban, she still knew that the blood flowing in her veins was the blood of the Ridley family. As long as she had the blood of this family flowing in her body, she had to do something for her family.
This was an obligation and a responsibility.
As a result, the feelings for Allen had just sprouted, and before they could blossom and bear fruit, they had already died.
Perhaps, this was the best outcome?
Ruo La shouted vigorously in the fighting room, but the voice sounded as if it was concealing something.
The shore of Lake Portilli at dusk was always the most beautiful scenery. The setting sun from the other side of the Emerald Mountain Range landed on the surface of the lake like a veil, reflecting colorful light. The flickering lake scales seemed to be embedded with millions of diamonds. The crisscrossed radiance formed a resplendent and gorgeous picture scroll. As a flock of elegant swans flew up from the lake, the flying silhouettes cast uncertain spots of light on Daniel's face.
The viscount rowed alone towards the center of the lake. Without any purpose, he just wanted to remember the long lost time. In that dusty time, the lake and the boat were still the same, but there was one more person, a silhouette against the light of the setting sun.
"Olga, do you know how much I've missed you?" Daniel murmured. He looked at the mirror-like surface of the lake, and what was reflected in it was his thin face.
Ten years ago, when he was still young, there should have been another face by his side. However, that face, that faint smile, could only be recalled in his mind. In these ten years, Daniel had too many women, but no matter how outstanding they were, he could not forget them. When there are only memories left in life, it is such a soul-shattering thing.
Daniel sighed and smiled self-deprecatingly. He wondered when he had the feelings of a poet. With a bit of anger, he used the oar to shatter the reflection on the surface of the lake before spitting out a mouthful of turbid air. Looking at the castle behind him, the unicorn castle was dazzling in the setting sun, but it exuded a thick aura of dusk. It was like the sunset at dusk. Although it was beautiful, this beauty was extremely short-lived.
His career had suffered the last blow, and he had lost more than two-thirds of his territory. Even his nominal master, Earl Rackett, had hypocritically sent a letter asking if he could borrow troops from him. However, Daniel knew that borrowing troops from Rackett would mean giving the count a chance to interfere with the affairs of his territory. After that, even if he could recover the lost land, he would also lose the independence of his territory.
At that time, the gains would not be worth the losses.
"I still have a chance." Daniel looked at his castle as if he was talking to himself, "It's not the worst time yet. He's just a baron."
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves rang out. Daniel headed towards the shore of the lake. On the shore of the lake that bordered the main road of the castle, a black cavalry swept past like a whirlwind. Black horses, black cavalry, a thick color rushed into the picturesque scenery of the Sunset Castle, bringing a solemn aura to this beautiful scenery. Daniel looked over with rapt attention. The leader of the Horse Team was wearing a cloak of the same color. The cloak was black, and the armor with dark red curves gave off a unique sense of solemnity. The Knight on the horse was already middle-aged, and his aura was as heavy as the armor on his body.
He seemed to sense Daniel's gaze and looked back. The two gazes clashed fiercely in the sky above the lake, and the setting sun lit up, as if it was ignited by the flames of war that the two gazes intersected. That instant of brilliance caused the entire lake to light up.
After the light passed, the sun quickly died, and the sun finally set. As the curtain of night gently closed, the Black Knight had already rushed up the main road of the castle and headed straight for the gate. Daniel smiled faintly and sat down. He even hummed his favorite tune when he was young, gently paddled his oars, and headed towards the mooring of the castle. The boat traveled leisurely, leaving behind a winding waterway on the lake.
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