Amid a series of hysterical screams, Gretel was pinched so hard that he almost died. Finally, after a round of pinching, the soldiers around him finally let him go.
"Lord Duke, please spare my life! I'll donate! I'll donate! " Gretel screamed as he begged for donations. His voice was like a cuckoo crying blood. It was heart-wrenching and tearful.
"Lord Duke, I'm willing to donate 500,000 Kinnar to make up for your loss," Gretel said without hesitation.
"That's more like it!" Suhlen nodded in satisfaction. "Mr. Gretel is a good man to be willing to donate 500,000 Kinnar. You are indeed a friend of Beifeng Principality."
"Quick, quick, quick! What are you doing? Mr. Gretel fell down. Why didn't you help him up? You didn't even know how to control your strength." Suhlen reprimanded the soldiers around him. "Hurry up and help Mr. Gretel up!"
A few soldiers immediately went up to Gretel with smiles on their faces and tried to help him up by his arms.
"It's not your fault. I lost my balance and fell down! I fell down!" Gretel quickly explained.
"If that's the case, Mr. Gretel, please hand over the Kinnar that you donated!" Suhlen nodded.
"500,000 Kinnar is not too much, is it?"
"Not at all, not at all. I'm willing to donate this to Beifeng Principality!"
Soon, a group of soldiers followed Gretel to an ordinary-looking house. They then opened the cellar in a hidden corner of the house and took out the Kinnar that was stored inside.
After a while, a caravan carrying 500,000 Kinnar slowly walked out. A caravan was needed to carry all these Kinnar. Each Kinnar weighed four grams. Eighty percent of it was gold while the rest was made up of other metals. 500,000 Kinnar weighed about two tons. It would take ten caravans to transport all of them.
Fortunately, these merchants had prepared a large number of caravans to transport the goods. Each caravan carried a few hundred pounds of Kinnar. These Kinnar were all packed in boxes. In order to make it easier to transport, each box weighed a hundred pounds. There were exactly four boxes in a caravan. There were a total of ten caravans in a row.
With Gretel as a demonstration, dealing with the other black market merchants was a walk in the park.
After sending Kinnar to the port, Suhlen waved his hand and said, "Mr. Gretel has donated everything. I'll leave the rest to you!"
"Gretel donated 500,000 Kinnar, but he is the biggest businessman in Shipwreck Harbor. The other businessmen have smaller businesses than him, so 500,000 Kinnar is a bit too much. We have to calculate his annual income first, and then collect the compensation according to his annual income!"
"Your Excellency, these merchants are used to cheating. If they hide their income, we won't know either!" Carlos asked.
"That's easy. Although we don't know, someone else does!" Suhlen pointed at the pirates and said, "These pirates have been living here for a long time. Although they don't know the exact income of these merchants, they know all the warehouses and shops. It's enough to calculate."
"Besides, don't we have an expert here? I'll ask Mr. Gretel to help me calculate it. It'll definitely be accurate. " Suhlen patted Gretel's shoulder and said, "I'm sure Mr. Gretel will help us with this small matter."
"Yes, Your Excellency, I'll definitely help you!" Gretel said loudly.
"Hurry up and call some of the pirates here. Let them help with the calculation!" Suhlen waved his hand and said to Carlos.
The pirates were very happy to report these black market merchants. After all, these black market merchants opened all kinds of casinos, brothels, and taverns in Shipwreck Harbor and made a lot of money from them.
Soon, another black market merchant was brought over by the soldiers. When he saw Suhlen, he immediately said, "Your Excellency, it must have been hard on you. I'm willing to give you 5,000 Kinnar for a cup of tea."
"Hmm, you're quite smart!" Suhlen looked at the black market merchant in front of him with a smile.
"But 5,000 Kinnar is too stingy."
"Look, Gretel. He donated 500,000 Kinnar. You're still far from it!" Suhlen shook his head with a look of regret.
"Five … 500,000 Kinnar?" The black market merchant was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Yes, 500,000 Kinnar!" Suhlen nodded.
"However, I won't force you to donate as much as you want. It's all up to you. If you want to be friends with us, then donate more. If you don't want to, then it doesn't matter!" Suhlen said generously as he patted the black market merchant's shoulder.
Just as Suhlen was speaking, a few soldiers beside him brought over the prepared pincers. These pincers from the prison were stained with blood and looked a little dirty. Pincers were considered the lightest punishment in the pirates' prison.
The pincers were made of three pieces of wood that were then strung together with iron bars. Grooves were dug in the middle of the wood. These grooves were where the ankles were placed and were strung together with ropes. When it was used, the prisoner's feet would be placed in the grooves. Then, two other people would pull the rope and tighten it.
If they were lucky, they would make a frame for the prisoner to lie down. If they were in a bad mood, they would make the prisoner kneel on the ground and torture him. This kind of torture device depended on the size of the opening at the ankles. If the opening was too big, it wouldn't even clamp the ankles. The pincers that the pirates had prepared only had a shallow groove. It didn't feel good to be clamped.
In fact, there were two other types of pincers. One used sticks as thick as chopsticks that were strung together in a row. This was specially used to clamp fingers. The most ruthless pincers were specially used to clamp the head. This kind of torture device could even crack a person's skull. How could Suhlen use such inhumane torture devices?
"Your Excellency the Grand Duke, Your Excellency the Grand Duke, I really don't have that much money …" A black market merchant screamed. Then, he was grabbed by a few ferocious soldiers as if they were grabbing a chick. Then, they forcefully put torture equipment on him.
"You dog, you still want to lie to Your Excellency the Grand Duke!" A pirate next to him went up and kicked him.
"You dog, you opened a casino here. You make money like water every day. I alone lose dozens of Kinnar in the casino every day. But your casino has at least thousands of customers every day. How much money do you make?!"
This black market merchant was also raised to be a respectable person. When had he ever been treated like this?
"Garett, it seems like our merchant doesn't intend to tell the truth. Calculate for him. We're not pirates, we're regular navies. We do things based on evidence and reason! " Suhlen waved at Garett who was beside him. Garett, who had become a lackey, immediately calculated according to the description of the pirates. It didn't take much effort for him to calculate the black market merchant's annual income.
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