After thinking for a while, the man known as His Majesty William touched his chin and said loudly: "Don't be so outward, just call me William, I like this new name."

It doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss, I have to admit that other people's arms and equipment are really easy to use, with strong firepower and sufficient output, and they are not stuck.

It is worthy of being able to dominate the power of the continent in just three hundred years, there is no need to worry about this matter, Karl will handle it. ”

Simon, the captain of the palace guard of the Faroran Palace, listened with a blank face, he didn't like the group of warmongers, he went even more than they did back then.

"What about the old brothers who are fooling around outside, the enemy has jumped under our noses to do something, how can they still sit still?

Don't tell me, those guys are already growing grass. ”

With remembrance on his face, William didn't pay much attention to it, sat on the bluestone steps outside the pavilion, and said in a leisurely tone.

Simon touched the cyan hair on his forehead and sighed: "During this time, Carl has found their location, but they have been disheartened and may not come back." ”

"Really?"

William pulled out a green grass from the ground, put it in his mouth, and muttered, "I used to think that there must be some meaning to living in this world, such as doing something commendable.

But now, I understand that people live in this world, and they are here to be beaten.

The difference is that some people are beaten flat and lose their temper. And some people, with tears in their eyes, want to continue. ”

Simon did not say anything, he sat down beside the king, and gazed with him at the banner embroidered with a red dragon in the corner of the garden.

"Phew! Bullshit disheartened! ”

Spit out the bitter grass stalk in his mouth, and William snorted coldly: "Is it a shame? A group of big men, it's been a hundred years, don't tell me, they haven't climbed out of the pit yet! ”

The breeze brought the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the rays of sunlight fell on the worn flag.

Simon shook his head slightly: "Carl hasn't made up his mind yet, after all, he said that he wouldn't disturb their seclusion." ”

Hearing this, William stood up, yawned, and rubbed his hands: "I don't care about this, let Carl notify them immediately, and say that there are Diao people who want to harm their father, and let the sons hurry up to protect his father."

Remember to tell them to hurry up, get back quickly, and if it's a little later, Dad and I will be beaten flat. ”

Simon was speechless when he heard this, the king was still the same, and always wanted to be their father.

"And I'm going?" Simon asked in a whisper.

William said impatiently, "Hurry up! ”

………………

On the eleventh floor of the White Tower of Order, in the Director's office, Alfred was still haggling with Carl.

"Force guns, armor-piercing bullets, demon hunting bullets...... We bought all these supplies at the price! ”

Carl's voice was flat, and there was no wave in his eyes, as if this was not a big order of more than a million gold coins.

War is burning money, and when the artillery fires goes off, the money is spent like water.

Alfred's eyes flashed with joy, and the business was half settled.

He asked tentatively, "What about our reimbursable aid agreement?" ”

This time the Steam Alliance is very moving, and if the Farolan can afford it, they will send a large number of troops to the battle.

Of course, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

"No need, thank you for your kindness." Carl said with a blank face.

Alfred frowned, "Director Karl, are you sure you don't need our help?" ”

"No, I don't."

A ray of light flashed in Karl's gray eyes, those guns and ammunition are just that, whoever buys them is bought, and the quality of the Steam Alliance is higher.

But there are many pitfalls in the paid aid agreement, including tariff reductions, land leases, how many Force factories are allowed to be opened, and products that compete fairly for market share.

Karl knew very well that with the current level of the overall level of the Farolan industrial system, it could not compete with the Silver Eagle Federation technically.

Once the Steam Alliance built a large number of Force workshops in France, it would be a complete disaster for the local companies that produced Force equipment and ammunition.

Therefore, a certain amount of protection was necessary, and previously, those guns of the Steam Alliance were subject to high tariffs if they entered the Farold market. Reading the Book House

Moreover, it limits the number of Force factories opened in Faroland by people from the Silver Eagle Federation, does not enjoy relevant preferential policies, and has a higher tax rate than local companies, etc.

Don't underestimate these things, although in a world where there are transcendentals, force is the foundation of domination, but the game in the economic sphere still exists.

In particular, the production system related to the transcendental, the four major organizations dominate the entire continent, and they all have their own foundations and ways of operating.

For example, in the production of potions, the forces under the Nature School have the highest output and the most advanced technology, and almost monopolize more than half of the market in the Saigon continent.

For example, the [Natural Fountain] that Wren often uses was purchased by the Witchers Association from the School of Nature.

The Steam Alliance, on the other hand, is the world's largest arms supplier, producing low- and medium-quality Force firearms and special ammunition that sell well all over the continent.

To put it mildly, none of the four major organizations need to do it themselves, and many small countries can directly go bankrupt and fall into civil strife.

And if the Norkman Empire and the St. Joan Empire start a full-scale war, it will not only be these two countries that will be attacked, and the war will be enough to affect most of the Saigon continent.

The ticking of the wall clock echoes through the office.

Hearing Carl's unceremonious refusal, Alfred was silent for a moment.

He wasn't angry, but asked in surprise, "You seem confident that you can win this war?" ”

He could feel that the other party's attitude was very firm, and there was no room for negotiation.

"It's not self-confidence, it's that I didn't think I would be alive after losing."

Carl said with a blank face that they had thrown in the towel a hundred years ago, but this time, there was no way back.

Whoever wants to destroy this kingdom has to step over his corpse!

Alfred laughed when he heard this, he got up from his chair, and said aloud: "Before I came, my father said that you don't want to take advantage of the Butcher of Purgatory, so he didn't even look at the paid aid agreement. ”

Alfred's father, Daniel Farley, like Carl, is a Sanctuary-level Black Warrior and a member of the Steam Alliance.

"Say hello to your father on my behalf."

A rare smile appeared, Karl said in a gentle voice.

"I will, and, in a year, I'll go to war." Alfred said with a smile.

He was not a merchant, but a samurai, and although the business was not all negotiated, he admired the bloody warriors.

Not all transcendents are willing to fight for their lives for ordinary people.

"Do you want money?" Karl asked, smiling.

"Free, I believe, Hal, Keisha, Michelle, Rafael, Antonio, Chris, Sophie...... These people will go.

Let's see who is the strongest of this generation! ”

Alfred's tone is sonorous and powerful, full of iron and blood, and no matter how much calculations and games are played off the court, he will eventually return to the battlefield.

After saying that, he bowed slightly, then turned to leave.

Seeing him out of his office, Carl stood up and walked over to the portrait.

There were 14 young people on it, but now, they were all old, and Carl reached out and gently stroked the frame, muttering to himself, "We, are we outdated?" ”

Ha ha!

A loud laugh came, Simon put his hands in his pockets, strode into the office, and teased: "What, the butcher is afraid that he can't lift a knife?" ”

Carl rubbed his palms and glanced at his old friend: "It's not true, I just think that this generation of young people is particularly amazing." ”

"Indeed, better than I was back then."

Simon sighed, he was now at the peak of the fourth order, he didn't nominate a gun, and he wasn't sure that he could take down Raphael and Alfred who he had just met on the road.

Karl took out a few letters from the drawer and asked, "What did Your Majesty say?" ”

"One word, war! People are old and don't have the spirit they had back then, but they can't let a group of young people look down on them! Simon said with a smile.

"What if they don't come?"

"Your Majesty said, let them come back to save Dad."

Karl smiled lightly: "It's okay, let's teach these young people what military power is!" ”