Qin Ran's tone was not high, and he was habitually indifferent.

But such words made the fourteen members of the South tremble.

Even the titular chieftain of the fourteen councillors of the South, Atfen, was no exception.

This southern councilor, who has always spoken in a gentle tone, had to take a deep breath at this time to calm his turbulent heart.

"He ......"

"Are you sure it's Him?"

Etfen's voice was no longer gentle as usual, only heaviness and seriousness.

Qin Ran didn't speak.

It was only after scanning his gaze over Etphine that he remained silent.

Atphine was stunned.

Then it was reacted.

What he just said was terrible!

Not only did they reveal how little they knew about that being, but they also revealed that they didn't know anything about the situation in Etaninburgh.

There is no doubt that they are in a passive position at this moment.

What's worse is that it's his mistake and no one else will take it.

In fact, the same is true.

At this moment, the other councillors, who had just reacted, were looking at him with 'disappointment' and 'blame'.

A bunch of posing bastards!

Atphine cursed inwardly, and then sighed slightly.

Careless!

The emergence of new 'gods' has thrown him into disarray.

However, as one of the best members of the Southern Council, Atfen quickly regained his composure.

"Your Highness Colin, what do you need?"

Atphine asked.

"A message from a god, Councillor Atfen, what do you think you can get in exchange?"

Qin Ran asked rhetorically.

When it comes to the 'gods', any information is of great value.

Even, in some ways, it can be considered priceless.

Ordinary Kimpton certainly can't be used as a bargaining chip.

At the very least, it has to be rare-level magic equipment to be able to use it as a bargaining chip.

But that's why Atfen was in a quandary.

Rare-level magic equipment is not cabbage.

If you give too much, he will also feel distressed.

Less?

It is simply impossible to exchange for the desired information.

So, after a little hesitation, Atphine said.

"Your Highness Colin, can you let us discuss?"

"Yes."

Qin Ran nodded.

Then, the phantom of the fourteen members of the southern parliament fell into a kind of sluggishness, and the phantom of Gersack became more and more ugly.

Obviously, with the previous revelations of discord, coupled with the 'understanding' of Etaninburgh, the Southern legislators chose to completely tear their faces.

Monte looked at Gersack's phantom and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Your Excellency Gersack, sometimes it is not brave to fight alone."

The minister said with something in his words.

Gersack glanced at his minister, but did not speak, but closed his eyes.

And in the bottom of his heart, the superior evil spirit gave a thumbs up to the minister.

Well done!

It was thinking about how to quietly hook up with its boss without making people suspicious, and the minister spoke.

If it weren't for the change of identity to Gersak instead of Etandin VI, the superior evil spirit would definitely show the 'dragon-faced great joy' and praise the other party for 'winning the hearts of the widows'.

The old witcher on one side didn't pay any attention to that.

The old witcher, who had no affection for the 'Silent Night Secret Order', now only cared about that 'him'.

The old demon hunter looked at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran pointed to the phantom shadows of the fourteen councillors on the guide side, and immediately, the old demon hunter nodded knowingly and waited patiently.

Neither Qin Ran nor the old demon hunter were worried that the fourteen southern councilors would refuse.

After all, it's about a 'god' who is close at hand.

No organization will say no.

Not to mention organizations like the 'Silent Night Order'.

……

It's still the secret interrogation array.

Of the fourteen members of the South, with the exception of Atfen, none of them spoke first.

The situation is already quite obvious.

It was absolutely impossible for the Serpent Sect, the heir of the kingdom, to tell them about that 'god' so easily, and it would have to come at a great cost.

But for them who had just made up two hundred and eighty pieces of real magic item equipment, they didn't want to bleed any more.

So, after glancing at each other, the councillors turned their gaze to Atfen again.

Even if Atphine occupied the majority of the two hundred and eighty pieces of real magic props and equipment that had just been compensated, at this time, it did not prevent them from continuing to expect Atphen to come out on top.

You know, the other side occupies the richest Cheka Bay in the south.

If nothing else, the slave trade alone is enough to make the deal rich.

Atphine felt the eyes of the allies and couldn't help but grimace.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want me to continue to be big?"

Atphine asked angrily.

"Shouldn't it?"

"The Chekawan you occupy, Atfen, is more than double the annual income of all of us combined!"

The impatient councillor spoke directly.

"That's right."

"If I occupy the Chekawan, I will pay all the fees in exchange for information this time."

"yes."

"Compared to the Chekawaan's income, what is this information fee?"

The other MPs nodded in agreement.

Among them, there are a few councillors who are usually distracted, and they have begun to ridicule Atfen.

For Atfen, who occupies the Chekawan, there is not a single member of parliament present who is not jealous.

The Chekawan doesn't just mean Kimpton, it's ...... Population!

To some extent, the latter is more important to these parliamentarians.

Whew, whew!

Atfen's breathing couldn't help but be heavy.

If it weren't for the illusion in front of him, he would definitely make these bastards understand what life is better than death.

The Chekawan is an enviable source of income and population.

But these are all things that he has built little by little.

He has put in countless efforts to build a small fishing village into a large port, and has been busy with this matter for almost ten years, and now that it has been built, he is all blushing.

And what about in the beginning?

He hadn't forgotten the ridicule.

Damn guys!

When this event is over, it will be your time of death!

Atfen's heart boiled with murderous intent.

But on the surface, he remained calm.

"I can pay for the information this time."

"But ......"

"The content of the information can only be known to me."

Atfen said.

"What do you mean, Atfen?"

"Have you forgotten our alliance?"

The surrounding parliamentarians shouted.

Atphine didn't care, he sneered a few times.

"Now that you know the Alliance."

"And what did you just mean?"

"Since you want me to have enough to pay, the benefits will naturally be mine."

"If you want to know the content of that message, then show enough sincerity."

"Otherwise......"

Atphine didn't say anything more.

However, the meaning could not be more obvious.

For a moment, all the parliamentarians fell silent.

……

This time, the wait was long enough.

Three minutes later, the ministers brought a chair to Qin Ran.

"Your Highness, you are seated."

"You're so clever that a simple word can send them into infighting."

"I guess they're desperate to strangle each other right now."

The minister whispered.

"They were meant to be a temporary alliance."

"There is no family affection, friendship, and even interests are not pure enough."

"It's only a matter of time before it collapses."

After Qin Ran sat down, he replied casually.

I have to say that Monte is a very discerning guy, while listening to Qin Ran's words, after Qin Ran sat down, he took a cup of tea from the dining seat.

The superior demon looked at the dog-legged Monte, and secretly raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Want to impress the boss with this behavior?

Naive!

Only those who work hard like me can be valued by the boss.

Then, it immediately contacts its boss through a contract.

'Boss, the specialty of this restaurant is venison stew and antler soup, and I've had someone arrange it. ’

'Once the quest here is complete, you'll be able to enjoy it right away. ’

'Temple of the God of War? ’

'Don't worry, I've got you covered. ’

It's sure to make those guys 'unforgettable'! ’

The high-ranking evil spirit, who communicated with his boss through the power of the contract, looked at Monte with more and more disdain.

Superficial closeness can never compare to the bonds of our souls!

Monte seems to have sensed the disdain of the superior spirit.

However, the ministers didn't care.

Is he less seen by such a gaze?

The palace ministers, the nobles, the knights, almost everyone he knew looked at him in this way.

Even, even some ordinary maids will quietly do this.

But he doesn't care!

What happened to Rigoletto?

What's wrong with hugging your thighs?

Doesn't he have the power?

He just didn't come across a place where he could really put it into play.

Right now!

He's going to be the Minister of Destiny right away.

He's going to impress everyone!

He will make His Highness a wise monarch who surpasses His Majesty the Sixth!

Let those guys who underestimated it in the past scare their jaws down.

The close minister, who had the desire to govern the world, served Qin Ran more and more respectfully, took a fruit, gently peeled off the skin, and put it in Qin Ran's hand without touching the flesh with his fingers.

The same is true for other fruits and foods.

And after Qin Ran ate about a third of the food on the table, those sluggish phantoms finally returned to their original state.

"I've kept you waiting, Your Highness Colin."

Atphine greeted again.

Although the voice regained that kind feeling, Qin Ran keenly noticed the coldness and confrontation between the southern parliamentarians.

It is clear that the private conversation that these councillors have just had was not pleasant.

"Have you figured out what to exchange for?"

Qin Ran waved his hand and asked.

"We're going to produce some rare-level magic items and some 'evil residues'."

Atphine replied.

"How much is a part?"

"And the 'evil remnant'......"

"Are you kidding me?"

As he spoke, Qin Ran leaned forward, and a touch of coldness appeared in his eyes.

The indifferent aura suddenly became sharp, like a sword hanging in the air, approaching the opponent's throat.

Limited to his identity, Monte didn't know some information about the 'Evil Remnant', but this did not prevent him from acting as he swore to become Qin Ran's ruling minister.

A musket appeared in Monte's hand.

The muzzle of the gun is narrow, not for lethality, but for arraignment.

"I hope Councillor Atfen will give us a reasonable explanation."

"Otherwise, I will let you and you understand that the dignity of the Serpent Sect and the heir to the royal family of Etandine cannot be insulted."

Monte stood beside Qin Ran and chuckled, the corners of his mouth grinning slightly, revealing that rotten tooth, as if he was a vicious dog that protected the master, ready to choose someone to devour.

"Don't get me wrong, Your Highness Colin, we have no ill will."

"We have paid a great price to compensate you."

"And this time I will buy the information from you...... Each of our reserves has been depleted. ”

"After all, rare magic props aren't cabbage, they can be found everywhere."

The Southern Councillors did not speak, and it was Atfen who said.

Qin Ran seemed to agree with Etfen's statement, and nodded slightly, but his tone was still stiff.

"You're telling the truth."

"But that doesn't mean I understand."

"Don't you really know what the 'evil residue' is?"

"Or are you testing the intelligence system of the Serpent Sect and the Etandin royal family?"

At the last sentence, Qin Ran's voice became sharp, and Monte on the side immediately raised the flare gun in cooperation, obviously, he only needed Qin Ran's eyes to pull the trigger.

"Of course not!"

"Maybe there are some drawbacks to these 'evil residues' that we have to be concerned about."

"But for the 'mist' crown, it is not necessary."

Atphine smiled, trying to lighten the mood.

"Can you guarantee that the 'Evil Residue' you are providing is the original?"

"If I can, I don't need rare-level magic items, I just need these 'evil residues', ten."

Qin Ran, who was no longer a newcomer, already knew some of the rules of the dungeon world in front of him.

'Evil' can devour each other.

However, in addition to swallowing the initial 'evil' that can obtain the greatest benefits and there is no disadvantage in the slightest, swallowing the 'evil residue' that has grown will have some disadvantages to a greater or lesser extent.

After all, the 'evils' of this dungeon world don't have the ability to digest 'gluttony'.

In fact, if he could, Qin Ran wouldn't mind getting more 'evil remnants'.

But he will never reveal his hole cards.

After all—

It's wool harvesting time!

"The original 'evil remnants', even if we put them together, we haven't seen ten."

"We are willing to give you thirty pieces of rare magical equipment and props and the same amount of 'evil residues' as well as Your Highness."

Atphine smiled wryly and quoted her price.

"Thirty?"

"Too little."

"At least fifty pieces, and at the same time, the 'evil residue' can be appropriately reduced."

Qin Ran shook his head.

"Thirty rare magic props and equipment are our limit."

"However, the 'Evil Residue' can give you fifty."

Atfen's wry laugh became even more pronounced.

Thirty rare-level magic props are naturally not their bottom line, but at this time, the lower the better.

Even, he had already figured out how to 'discuss' with the snake faction and the royal heir in front of him.

The surrounding southern councillors are also ready for a protracted war.

However, when Atfen and all the Southern Councillors were taken aback, after just one offer, the snake faction and the heir to the royal family stopped, and the other party looked at them coldly.

It was as if he were looking at some kind of fat-headed, big-eared creature.

"Stupid."

"It's hopeless."

"Wait for death."

After speaking, Qin Ran stood up, turned around and walked out.