"Your Excellency the Grand Duke, Your Excellency the Grand Duke, please listen to my explanation. We are honorable merchants …" A fat merchant shouted in a panic.
"Grand Duke, I went to the Northern City to give you gifts this year. Please listen to my explanation … I really don't have any money. I just want to earn some hard-earned money!" The merchant tried to rush over, but he was very polite. The guard beside him pushed him back and squatted on the ground. Even so, he did not give up struggling.
"Honest merchant?" Suhlen glanced at the crying merchant.
This guy was wearing a linen shirt. The shirt had been starched until it was a little white. There were even a few patches on it. However, when the guard beside him was tearing it, he tore a hole in his shirt and the silk underwear inside instantly leaked out.
"Hard-earned money?" Suhlen looked at him. He could afford silk underwear, but he said he didn't have any money?
"Carlos, how much money did you find with him?"
"Grand Duke, we searched through his place and only found a few hundred Kinnar …" Carlos said shamefully when he saw the other people transporting boxes of gold and silver.
"A few hundred Kinnar?" Suhlen raised his eyebrows.
"Grand Duke, don't believe his plan. This guy is called Gretel. He is the biggest black market merchant in our Shipwreck Harbor. Every year, he handles at least a few hundred thousand Kinnar," a pirate beside him suddenly said.
"A few hundred thousand Kinnar?" Suhlen looked at Gretel. "A few hundred thousand Kinnar, and you say you don't have any money?"
"Grand Duke, it's not just that. The pirates here sell him goods at 30% of the original value. He makes even more after selling these goods!"
"Did you hear that? These pirates are very clear about your income! " Suhlen said to Gretel. "Do you want to hand over the money yourself, or do you want to wait for them to treat you well before handing over the money?"
"Grand Duke, you can't just listen to the words of these pirates. These pirates are treacherous. They commit all kinds of crimes, murder and arson. They are framing me!" Gretel argued loudly.
"You don't want to admit it!" Suhlen looked at Gretel. He didn't expect Gretel to still be so stubborn even at this point. He really doesn't shed tears until he sees the coffin. But I like this kind of stubborn person.
"Greg, you don't have to deny it. Since we're already here, it's impossible for us not to bleed. My goods were stolen, and the pirates who robbed me have already paid the price. However, you accomplices haven't!"
"It's not like we're going to make you bankrupt today. You, Gretel, earn at least a few hundred thousand Kinnar a year here. There's also your fleet and caravan. I'm not sure how much you earn each year."
"Then let's take a year's worth of your earnings. You've been earning money here for more than a decade. It's not too much to ask for a year's worth of compensation, right?"
"It's not just you. We'll use the same standard for the other black market merchants. You earn four to five hundred thousand Kinnar a year here. Let's make it five hundred thousand Kinnar. Gretel, take out five hundred thousand Kinnar and I'll pretend nothing happened. You can continue to be a black market merchant here, and I'll take the money back to Northern Town. "
"Five hundred thousand Kinnar. That's just a year's worth of your earnings here. It's not too much to ask for, right? Take it out and I'll let you go. I'll also guarantee your safety! "
"If you can't take it out …"
Suhlen lifted Gretel up and smiled at him. He then waved at the soldiers beside him.
"Then I won't be the one to talk to you. I'll need my men to talk to you!" He shouted at the soldiers beside him. "What do you think?"
"Okay!"
"How do you plan to talk to him?" Suhlen asked.
The soldiers looked at each other. They didn't seem to know how to talk.
"Why don't we talk to him on the wooden spikes?" One of the soldiers suggested.
"Let's go with the wooden spikes!" The other soldiers responded. Gretel, who was being held up by a few soldiers, turned pale instantly.
"No, wooden spikes won't work!" Suhlen shook his head. He wouldn't survive a two-meter-long wooden spike piercing through his body.
Gretel heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Suhlen's words. However, before he could finish his sigh of relief, Suhlen said again, "Since wooden spikes won't work, let's use the wooden spikes instead. That's good. As long as you control your strength, you won't have to worry about killing him!"
"Let's use the wooden spikes!"
"We should use the wooden spikes to deal with these unscrupulous merchants!"
The soldiers shouted when they heard Suhlen's words.
Suhlen turned around calmly and waved at the soldiers beside him. "Go, treat our old friend Gretel well. Otherwise, people will say that we're rude."
"Understood. We'll treat our old friend well!" The soldiers around him laughed.
"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Your Excellency, please spare my life!" Gretel's expression changed when he heard Suhlen's words. He cried and tried to pull Suhlen away, but the soldier beside him kicked him to the ground.
Suhlen ignored Gretel. This guy was wearing an old shirt and saying that he had no money. Did he think that he was blind? He had already given him a chance, but he didn't even know how to grasp it. He had earned so much money as a black market merchant over the years. It could be said that every Kinnar was stained with blood. Suhlen didn't want their lives. He just wanted them to hand over a year's worth of income. It was too easy for them.
Suhlen asked the soldiers to find a chair and sat on it. He then waved at the soldiers beside him and signaled for them to continue.
"Your Excellency, we don't have wooden spikes on our ship," a soldier beside him said.
Suhlen rolled his eyes and said, "We don't have wooden spikes, but what about the pirates? Don't they have any in the pirates' prison? We just can't find any. Ask the pirates to make a few! "
"Yes, Your Excellency!" The soldier immediately went to carry out the order.
There was also a prison in Shipwreck Bay. It was used to imprison pirates who broke the rules. There were all kinds of torture tools in the prison. Soon, a few pirates brought the torture tools over.
Gretel's face turned pale when he saw the blood-stained torture tools. Then, a few soldiers forced him to wear the spikes.
"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, I'll donate, I'll donate … Please ask them to stop!" Gretel shouted when he saw that they were serious.
"Wouldn't it be better if you cooperated earlier?" Suhlen put down his teacup and smiled. "But since you've already brought the spikes, it's not good to just take them off! It's better to let Gretel experience our service! "
He waved at the soldiers and two of them immediately pulled the spikes down.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
