The situation in King's City of the Kingdom of Dawn had been unstable recently. Even Yorko, who did not pay much attention to politics, could feel it.
Since the new king had been crowned, guards had been breaking into the houses of the residents to search the streets every day. The rebellion of the lord of the border was the most frequently discussed topic in the tavern. There were fewer exotic goods in the exhibition, and even the caravan under his name had temporarily suspended the slave transportation.
According to Hill, Appen Moya not only took in all the slaves in the Kingdom of Wolfheart, but also granted them the status of free people. This was a good deed, but it hindered His Majesty's plan.
Yorko did not have any objection to this. The caravan was provided to him by Denise, and the head fee of the slaves was also a business with no capital. He would not feel sad if he lost the slave fee. As long as he was still the ambassador of Graycastle, such benefits would always come to him.
There was new progress in the alliance.
On the third day after Appen's coronation, he was summoned to the palace to answer the new king's detailed inquiry about the covenant. When the news of the church's crushing defeat in Coldwind Ridge reached King's City, Appen happily put his fingerprint on the covenant.
This was also the official completion of the first task given by His Majesty.
But that night, Hill poured cold water on him.
"This covenant came too late, and I'm afraid it's no longer effective." He remembered the guard saying, "And the new king's attitude towards witches is likely to arouse His Majesty's disgust. Timothy, the last one who did this, is a good example. You'd better keep this parchment as a souvenir." "
It was well-known that Roland Wimbledon valued witches, but to break the covenant with a neighboring country because of witches? Yorko felt that Hill was just trying to scare him.
Moreover, it was the King of Dawn's freedom to govern the kingdom. Even if His Majesty was disgust, what could he do? The Moya family had always been the ruler of the Kingdom of Dawn, and no one else could intervene.
Of course, no matter what, he was still on his old friend's side. Witches were such beautiful and outstanding people, and they did not look like the devil's minions.
Yorko shook his head and put these trifles behind him. He was just an ambassador, and it was enough for him to convey His Majesty's intention. As for the fluctuations of the situation and political changes, it had nothing to do with him.
Since it was still early, he planned to meet Denise first, and then decide on the entertainment for tonight.
Just as he was about to leave, the eldest son of the Luoxi family suddenly came to him.
Yorko had a bad feeling. Otto Luoxi had never brought good news. His previous letters claimed that it was related to the survival of Graycastle, and then he said that the new king was completely different from his childhood. Every piece of information was a headache. If Hill had not insisted on maintaining this relationship, Yorko would have turned a blind eye to Otto Luoxi.
The first thing he did was to call Scheer over to oversee the situation and invited her into the living room.
"You have news from the palace to tell His Majesty again?"
"Not at the moment." Otto poured himself a cup of tea. "Do you have any plans tonight?"
"Yes." In fact, he had not, but Yorko hoped that Denise would back off. Denise would take him to enjoy a romantic life, but Otto would only make him sleepless at night.
"Then reject it. I want you to do me a favor." He handed over a black letter.
Yorko opened it and found an invitation letter inside. It was signed with a black dragon head, which was exactly the same as the pattern on the golden dragon.
He shook his head after reading it. "You want me to go to the exhibition with you? I don't have the money to bid for you. "
Denise had taken him to such exhibitions several times in the past, and the items they bought were indeed rarer and rarer. However, the prices were also extremely high, with each item being sold for thousands of gold royals. He had no idea how those rich merchants had managed to scrounge up so much money.
"You don't have to worry about money." Otto drank the tea in one gulp. "Helping me this time is equivalent to helping your king."
"Tell me about it." Scheer, who was sitting beside him, said.
"I heard that one of the items being auctioned is a witch," he said in a low voice.
"Damn, I knew it was nothing good." Yorko thought to himself. Everyone knew that the new king was strictly arresting witches. Usually, he would gladly go, but at this moment, he really did not want to get involved. "Aren't these people afraid of offending His Majesty Appen Moya?"
"Moreover, the three families should be closely united around the king. Why do I feel that you are not willing to support his decree at all?" However, Yorko hid this thought in his heart and did not say it out loud.
"Although the City of Glow is the territory of the Moya family, there are also places that they can't touch." Otto shrugged.
"Is this exhibition run by a rat?"
"A rat wouldn't be a rat if it had the money to do this," Scheer said calmly.
"You're right." Otto nodded approvingly. "This exhibition isn't that formal, but it's still organized by the most powerful local businessmen. They call it 'Black Money'. They often sell things that are not very convenient to see the light of day, among which slaves are the majority."
"The slave market is open every day in the outer city," Yorko questioned. "What's there to hide and sell?"
"You'll understand when you see it."
"Maybe I can ask someone from the Payton family to come with me?" Yorko's curiosity had been aroused, but he did not want to be completely led by the nose by Scheer.
"Are you talking about the businesswoman who is always with you? She can't get in, "Otto said." 'Black Money' has the strictest admission requirements of all the exhibitions. She's a little famous, but she's not qualified. "
"Do you want to buy the witch?" Scheer changed the topic.
"Not me, but Mr. Ambassador." Otto pointed at Yorko. "The Luoxi family is too close to the Moya royal family, so it's not convenient for me to act directly. It's easy to understand that the Ambassador of Graycastle wants to try something new. I'll pay for it. I hope you can send her to His Majesty's territory. With the protection of the ambassador's flag, she should be able to travel smoothly. "
"But the slave trade has been suspended." Scheer spread out his hands. "And I don't know when it will resume."
"You can transport some other goods. Just hide the witch in the caravan."
"Why do you want to do that?"
"Because... an old friend." Otto hesitated. "She's also a witch. I thought she fell off a cliff and died, but I didn't expect to see her in the Western Region of Graycastle. His Majesty Roland Wimbledon told me that every witch is very precious and shouldn't be lost in the malicious rumors of the church. I also want to find a few more partners for her. "
"About this, let me..." While Yorko was still thinking of an excuse, Scheer had already grasped Otto's hand.
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