When the Sea God's fleet arrived at Estalia, Ryan had already received news about how the merchants in Marlinburg were resisting the Bafeng Mountain's debt and how they were secretly slandering his expedition. He also heard Schultz's magic voice transmission and personally read the 'Mannen Daily'. He also learned about the article 'Belegar = Expert of Failure?'
Laing only smiled coldly in response. He knew very well that the princes of Marlin Castle definitely wouldn't let Laing issue the debt. As Schultz said, they wanted to use large amounts of debt to control Laing's court and suck his blood dry. At the same time, they would use Laing's military force to provide them with protection. These sly fellows also knew how to play by the rules. Even Schultz couldn't do anything to them.
What couldn't be helped was that Laing needed money. The expedition needed money, guiding Mu Xilon's industrialization needed money, building the canal needed money, reclaiming new land and equipping the army needed money too. Laing had already spent two-thirds of the astonishing wealth the Blood Dragon Patriarch gave him. The remaining third was enough to make Suria feel threatened. Laing also knew that he had to have enough cash on hand.
That was why he needed to borrow money to fight the war.
So the question was, where would he get the money to borrow from?
Firstly, he couldn't count on Emperor Karl-franz and his court. The Empire was always facing war from all sides and countless dangers lurked within its vast territory. Additionally, Laing had just signed a Treaty of Alliance and Assistance with the Empire. There were already provisions in the treaty that allowed him to borrow money from the Empire (100 thousand crowns to be paid over ten years). It was rather irrational to borrow money from the Empire at this point in time. It was very likely that the original treaty of equality would gradually turn into an alliance dominated by the Empire.
What about the dwarves?
Obviously, he couldn't count on the Dwarves either. The reason why he couldn't count on the Dwarves wasn't because they would make Ryan feel inferior in front of the Dwarves. After all, the Dwarves called Humans "people who create inferior goods". Instead, it was because Belega had borrowed almost all the Dwarves in the Old World except for the Dwarves in Lone Dragon City. How could the other Dwarven Kingdoms lend them money when they hadn't even paid off the previous loan? Everyone knew that the Eight Peaks Mountain was a trap.
If it wasn't because Eight Peaks Mountain was too close to Iron Peak Fort, the dwarves of Iron Peak Fort wouldn't have repeatedly sent troops to help Belega.
He didn't even bother asking about the Southern Kingdoms and the Caucasus. In the end, Leon only had two choices. One was to borrow a large sum of money from the princes of Marlin Castle, and the other was to issue national debt.
Schultz reminded him a lot. The business princes did not intend to lend Laing a large sum of money for interest, but to control him and suck his blood. Once the money was borrowed, the human factor would become the root of the debt, and it would be impossible to get rid of it.
Therefore, Laing finally chose to issue government bonds. As expected, the failure experts came out.
Who knew how Belegar would feel after hearing this news.
Estalia's Magritte Principality had already been introduced before, so it wouldn't be repeated here. However, when Laing brought Veronica, Olica, and the others to Magritte's land, everyone felt a little emotional. It had been a few years since Laing last came to Magritte. At that time, he came to investigate the stolen Poseidon's Trident and Lilith's Sun Fire Amulet. In the end, the Sun Fire Amulet was proven to be fake news released by Galt in order to search for the Sea Gold Amulet. Laing and the others came here for nothing.
Now, the problem was how to find the Sun Fire Amulet. Laing thought to himself that the world was really a joke.
Magritte was prepared for the arrival of the Poseidon's fleet. More than 20 warships were gathered at the port. The guards of the Goddess of War's main shrine came out to welcome Laing and the others. At the same time, they also welcomed Juan Carlos Sungazer.
Juan had followed Laing into many battles in the past few years. He was active in the Mu Xilon Expedition and performed well in the Mu Xilon Security Battle. He even managed to persuade the wood elves to join the war. Now, he was somewhat famous in the Old World. His father, Rubio Sungazer, and his elder brother, Felipe Sungazer, came to the port to welcome Juan's return.
Juan could clearly feel that his elder brother Felipe's attitude towards him was much friendlier. Felipe asked about his well-being, gave him gifts, and even specially arranged for him to stay in the state guesthouse. The young Baron Biokari knew that with him gone, no one would compete with Felipe for the position of the Duke's successor, so his elder brother's attitude was naturally much friendlier. Letting him stay in the state guesthouse was a hint that he was already a guest.
Anyway, after witnessing the greatness of His Majesty Laing and the strength of the Brittany knights, Juan was not too interested in the matters here. The relationship between the brothers was harmonious.
"Phew, after so many years, we're back!" Veronica's footsteps were a little shaky as she stepped onto the land of Magritte. Witch Garland's face was flushed from being nourished, and even her skin was glossy. She held onto Laing's arm and looked at the glorious city of Magritte in the distance. "Dear, why didn't you let your good friend come this time?"
Olica's state was exactly the same as Veronica's. Her face was also flushed red. The more than a week long voyage was actually quite boring. There was not much to do, so the dark elves and Garland naturally stayed in the room to accompany Laing and live a happy life.
"Haha …" Laing laughed playfully and did not answer. Alfred Frey did not come this time. He was really busy with the construction and missionary work of Freya's ancient church district. By the way, Alfred told Laing that when Laing returned from the expedition, he could prepare for his wedding with Ingrid. At that time, he hoped to receive Laing's blessings, and Laing naturally agreed.
Only the God of Justice knew how Alfred Frey managed to win over that female tyrannosaurus. Laing silently complained in his heart. I didn't expect Alfred to like that kind of woman. She's so tall and so muscular.
As this was an unofficial state visit, Laing and Duke Rubio did not have much to talk about. He only had dinner with Duke Rubio and then met with President Amancio of the Estalia Merchant Alliance. Obviously, President Amancio also asked Laing if he needed to borrow money. Laing smiled and refused. However, seeing that President Amancio had helped Laing a few times and had also thought of ways to get the Örengrád Sea Spirit Guard army, Laing promised Amancio that if he needed to sell the stolen goods, and if the price was fair, he could give him a small portion. In addition, Amancio seemed to have reached a close relationship with Forgen's Ash Corps. The Ash Corps had set up an office and recruitment point here.
That night, Clayon and the others once again stayed at the Magritte State Guesthouse. Similarly, after several years, Clayon once again saw the waitress named Claudia. She was now the lobby manager, but she was still all alone. Compared to when she was at the peak of her beauty years ago, although Claudia's facial features were still hot, her figure was already a little out of shape, and some parts of her face could no longer withstand a closer look.
By the way, Laing's waist was twisted 180 degrees by Veronica and 270 degrees by Olica because his gaze had stayed on her for too long. It was so painful that he could not make a sound.
Claudia wanted to come up and talk to Laing, but Veronica did not give her any chance and directly stopped her.
After the procedures were completed, the knights and nobles successfully checked in.
"Hahaha, Your Majesty, Alfred Frey did not come this time!" Fedmond obviously also remembered the past. The son of the Holy Grail Knight and Duke Bodrick laughed happily. "Miss Claudia is still waiting for him here!"
"Waiting for what? To be cut in half by that female Norska? "Laing complained." That female Tyrannosaurus would allow Alfred Frey to have a female courtier? It is said that Alfred Frey could only last twenty to thirty rounds against her. "
"Hahahaha!" Fedmond could not stop laughing. The Holy Grail Knight nodded. "I still remember the things you told me, Your Majesty. You are really a wise man."
"What wise man? I just saw that you were confused and gave you some advice." Laing smiled and shook his head. "Where is Belega? Fedmond, I saw him with you just now. "
"King Belegar was very anxious. He kept mumbling something like 'Book of Hatred', 'Marlinburg trash', and 'Failure expert'. He went upstairs," Fedmond said and pointed at the staircase. "It should be that staircase."
"Olica, bring Veronica back to the room first. I'll go check on Bellegar." Laing ordered. Veronica and Olica naturally obeyed. Wizard Garland's legs were really weak recently, so she was helped back to her room by the dark elves.
… I am the dividing line for returning to my room …
When Laing found Bellegar in the writing room on the second floor of the State Guesthouse, the King of Bafeng Mountain was furiously writing something with a quill pen. There was a small bowl of dwarven ink on the table. Bellegar buried his head in a huge book of hatred made of gold and was murmuring something. On the side of the table, there was a copy of the headline of "Mannen Daily", "Bellegar = Failure Expert?". The article of.
The guards at the door were supposed to stop anyone who tried to disturb Bellegar, but Laing was obviously not an unwelcome guest. The Brittany King walked into the room smoothly.
Bellegar was so focused that he did not even notice Laing coming in. The King of Bafeng Mountain was still writing.
"The hatred of the Failure Expert!"
"A group of ignorant humans dare to ridicule the glorious King of Bafeng Mountain and the glorious King of Bafeng Mountain as the Failure Expert?! Hell, the dwarves will never tolerate this hatred. The King of Bafeng Mountain will definitely cut those princes of Marlin Castle and that guy called Magic Bird into pieces and use their blood to wash away this hatred! "
After writing, Bellegar looked at the newspaper next to him. The King of Bafeng Mountain was getting angrier and angrier. He grabbed the quill and slammed it on the book of hatred. "Ahhh! I'm so angry! "
"Brother Bellegar, are you writing down hatred?" Laing approached with a smile, bent down, and peeked at the dwarf's little book.
"Oh, it's brother Laing. That's right! Those damn people of Marlin Castle are so hateful! "Bellegar waved his fist angrily." Aren't you angry? Brother Laing? "
"Of course I'm angry." Laing was still smiling. "Brother Bellegar, I have a few suggestions that will help you vent your anger. Do you want to listen?"
"Oh, tell me."
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