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After Commander Guy said something casually, he pursed his lips tightly, and his somewhat swarthy face looked a little tired.

Some rough hands were slightly clenched, and if you looked closely, the skin under his chest hair was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

His eyes shrunk slightly, and his head began to slowly face down, and he knew that His Majesty's wrath was beginning to wash away the city of London.

"It's unreasonable, I just asked them to compensate for the losses they deserved, and they didn't say anything about it, but secretly gave this hand!"

"Okay! That's great! It seems that the majesty of the king has not come for a long time, and some people have forgotten it! ”

When Edward heard Guy's words, his eyes rolled and he immediately understood that these London merchants were not willing to give up 30,000 pounds for nothing.

They used Edward's name to raise taxes, so that they could not only make up for the loss of 30,000 pounds, but even make a lot of profits.

And the infuriating thing is that Edward not only didn't get a pound, but also did a villain for no reason.

You know, in the days of Henry VIII and Henry VII, if a merchant had been so bold, he would have been hanged a long time ago.

And this group of businessmen has the audacity to provoke themselves, they really think they are muddy!

"Guy, how many good players does Darkblade have in London at the moment!"

Edward thought for a moment, the thumb and forefinger of his right hand unconsciously scratched each other, and the long nails that he kept resisted inside and out.

Glancing at the leader of the Dark Blade who lowered his head and pretended to be a snail, he asked with a gloomy face.

"Your Majesty, with your annual appropriation, and the protection fee we collect, according to your plan, London is now divided into four jurisdictions, each with a centurion number."

"So, with the addition of my commander's precinct, there are now five hundred and sixty-four men in London, and the number is growing slowly."

"And those who can fight and compete, but they have less than four hundred people!"

As he spoke, Captain Guy, who was still a little complacent, lowered his head a little embarrassed and a little ashamed.

When he sensed that His Majesty needed him, he had a somewhat small number of capable men, which was not conducive to His Majesty's plans.

In fact, it has to do with his solicitation plan, as a bankrupt intellectual, he still likes people like him.

So basically, what he can recruit is to recruit those literate intellectuals, followed by those who can fight capable rough people.

Edward took a breath and calmed his mood, his mouth wanting to say something swearing, but he felt that it was undignified to be a king.

"My Elder Thousand, what did you do...... It's not bad, I think it's just a problem with your recruitment strategy now, as long as you change it, it will be perfect! ”

Edward's swear words that he was about to erupt turned a corner in time, because he couldn't blame him for it, after all, he hadn't done it before.

He has been letting him manage like a sheep, and in this situation without a reference, it is already very good to be able to reach this level at present, and his confidence should not be suppressed.

"So, my Commander-in-Chief, begin to take on this important task!"

When Commander Guy was about to greet Edward's saliva, he didn't expect to wait for an understatement, which can be said to be mostly complimentary.

Just as he was stunned for a moment, Edward began to announce the mission!

"Under the royal family of England, the commander of the Dark Blade - Guy. Ham, follow your instructions, Your Majesty the Great Edward VI! ”

Guy reacted immediately, kneeling on one knee, his right hand on his chest, and slightly lowering his head full of black curls, making a heavy sound.

"Commander Guy, now I order you to immediately mobilize all the people in London who belong to the Dark Blade to investigate the entire London slander against the royal family and find out who is behind it!"

As he spoke, Edward took out a black pottery shard from the wooden box behind him, which was specially fired to become the English version of the Tiger Talisman.

This had to be customized from Edward's rule, and the leader of the Darkblade could only mobilize the forces of one centurion in addition to the hundred or so people he belonged to.

If you want to mobilize other centurions, you need this lion-like tiger charm in Edward's hand and his tiger match two into one.

"Yes, for the glory of England, for the sake of His Majesty the King, I will accomplish my task."

With the Tiger Talisman in Edward's hand, Captain Guy stood up and replied in an impassioned voice.

After Guy said goodbye to Edward, he walked out of Whitehall Palace with a ruddy face, his neatly combed beard trembling and trembling, telling of his master's excitement.

Guy strotted to a small villa in London, the new headquarters of Darkblade.

The small restaurant in the past could no longer accommodate the ever-expanding Hidden Blade, and as a spy department, it was no longer suitable to be in a noisy small restaurant.

So Guy reapplied to Edward, and Edward used a house he had acquired as his new headquarters.

"Your Excellency!" "Your Excellency!" When the two guards saw their boss coming, they hurriedly greeted them with a smile.

"Well, do a good job!" Guy patted one of them on the shoulder and spoke encouragingly to them.

"Yes, yes!" The two nodded in unison, with an expression of being valued on their faces, their spirits became more and more excited, and their waists straightened up.

For such a trivial matter that does not cost money, Guy does not know how many times he has done it, and it has even become his habit.

"Your Excellency!" As soon as Guy entered his office, a short, sturdy man stood up and greeted him.

"Wood, your report is very meaningful, His Majesty the King is very satisfied, and you can become a royal knight after completing a few more tasks!"

Guy looked very happy and said to the man in front of him.

"Yes, Your Excellency Commander, I only need three missions and I can serve the royal family!"

Wood was very pleased with Guy's congratulations, and looked excited.

Since becoming a centurion, Wood has been the hardest working man among his colleagues, and in just two years, he has come close to the knighthood.

So, for the time being, Wood has been thinking about what it would be like to become a knight.

For example, what should be called one's surname, it is one's own, maybe His Majesty the King will give one.

And not only the surname, but also a family coat of arms, what should I do, is it to find someone to set it up?

"Wood, Wood, are you alright!" Guy waved his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, waking Wood from his deep thought.

"It's alright, Your Excellency Commander, do you have any tasks for me?"

Wood wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and asked Guy with a serious face.

"It just so happens that I have a task for you, you go and investigate one of our famous London tycoons, Cromwell. Smith, collect evidence of his crimes, and by the way, spy on the people he interacts with! ”

"He's our main target, don't startle him and make him notice you! Remember everything carefully! ”

Guy looked at the office door, then closed the door and window with his own hands, and came to Wood's side, whispering into his ear.

After all, Cromwell is the richest man in London, and he has a lot of eyeliner, so it's good to be careful.

Seeing his boss's cautious appearance, Wood's movements and voice became more and more cautious.

"Okay, my lord, I'll go right now, I'll definitely complete the mission."

As he spoke, Wood said goodbye to Guy with a solemn salute and a confident assurance.

Watching Wood walk out of his office, and the mood at this time was mixed, in fact, he still had a trace of envy for this subordinate.

Wood had followed him for more than three years, and had recruited him in the first place, as long as it was to ensure the safety of his own group.

I didn't expect that Wood, the most uneducated of his group, was about to become the first knight among them, and the world is impermanent!

Guy sighed helplessly, and immediately threw himself into the encirclement of the papers.

At this time, the suburbs of London were home to a residential area with a high concentration of middle classes.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was struggling to radiate its residual heat, trying to warm the ragged crowd of wanderers hiding in the corners.

And these poor people could only look with longing eyes at a small wooden building not far away, where candles had already been lit, and the whole building looked extraordinarily bright and attractive.

Especially in this grove of erected buildings, it stands out even more.

Few people know that this is a property in the name of the famous Smith family, a large family in London.

And in London, the famous wealthy businessman Cromwell. Smith, at this time, was anxiously walking around the brightly lit room at the age of fifty.

"Father, go sit down for a while! I'll wait. Cromwell Jr., who was currently in charge of the Smith family on the side, looked at his father's anxious appearance and persuaded softly.

"It's nothing, my body can still hold up, this guest is related to the future of our family!"

"I can't be careless!" Old Cromwell waved his hand, refused his son's support, and walked around persistently on crutches.

"Father, nothing has happened to us in the salt business at the moment, what else is there to ask for?"

Cromwell Jr., who was about thirty on the side, frowned, stood behind Cromwell Sr., and asked suspiciously.

"Huh! What do you know, how long can we be in the salt business? The Hanseatic League of Germany, the Kingdom of Denmark, which one did not have the support of the state? ”

"They've been getting better and better lately, and we're still the same, and the pressure of competition is too great! While there is still money, we need to change our thinking and regain control of a profitable business! ”

"Father, is that why you are adding to your troubles for our His Majesty?"

Looking at his father's worried expression, little Cromwell was intrigued by the new business he was talking about, and suddenly he remembered a recent incident that did not suit his father's way of doing things.