Chapter Thirty-Four: The Dying Old Barton
Looking at Lucia, whose face softened, Al straightened her collar and said to her sincerely: "It is my father's intention to buy a boat, and I can't be accommodating."
"You", Connie, the little girl on the side, was about to retort when she heard this, when had she been so fond of since she was a child.
"Alright, Connie", Lucia interrupted her with a loud voice, and the majesty of the teacher made Connie dare not disobey, and could only glare at Al angrily.
"In that case, I wonder if Lord Viscount knows that this is the goods that Lord Malken wants?" Lucia didn't stop on the surface, but just lightly pointed out the person behind her, the gold-level powerhouse Melcan.
Al looked at the caravan and said abruptly, "You just arrived at Goldfinch City?"
"Yes, we only arrived last night, and we plan to go back today, and this kind of thing happened." Lucia asked, confused, "Is there anything wrong?"
Al smiled, but didn't answer. "We will definitely buy the cargo of the ship, and of course we will pay you enough gold coins according to the market price."
Clapping his hands, Al instructed Benson, "Don't estimate the price and pay the money to someone else."
"Yes, little master, I'll do it now," Benson said with a nodding haul to Al.
Watching the little master subdue everyone with violent means, no one in the caravan who was shouting just now dared to object. Benson was very proud in his heart, this is the attitude that Goldfinch City should have.
Passing by Toby, the caravan manager just now, Benson snorted with his head held high, looking at Toby's smiling expression, and then shouted to his subordinates with satisfaction: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up."
Looking at the Goldfinch soldiers on the side, staring at them fiercely, Toby accompanied the smiling face, and his heart was dripping blood as he watched as Benson took control of the ships and prepared to leave.
This is what he accompanied with a smiling face, ran a long way, the key is that it took the owner all kinds of favors and connections, and it took a lot of hard work to get it back, but he didn't expect to be robbed when he arrived at the door.
Lucia looked at the few first-order professionals who were staring at him with some helplessness. There is no way, this is the territory of the Plantagenet family, once she makes a move, even she is not sure to leave this territory. I could only watch as Al asked someone to take the ship's cargo away.
After talking for a while, looking at the boat, it was almost cleaned up. Al smiled and said to Lucia, "Do you have a place to stay?
"Thank you for your hospitality, but no need", Lucia rejected Al's kindness, she now only wanted to send someone to some intelligence organizations such as the mercenary union to find out what was going on.
What kind of dependence will make Golden Bird City not hesitate to offend the gold-level powerhouse, but also forcibly buy this batch of goods. As a seven-hundred-year-old family here, the Plantagenet family's network of influence and relationships are not at all comparable to Malken, who has only been in this area for a short time.
These ship cargo, for the Plantagenet family, as long as they are willing to spend some time, are very easy to obtain, and there is no need to do this.
With deep doubts, Lucia watched Al's departure.
Sitting in the spacious carriage, Al was following the road more than half a month ago, entering the Plantagenet.
The spacious moat was as fast as ever, and the monsters loomed below. And the tall central city gate is still as heavily guarded as when I first saw it half a month ago.
It's just that after revisiting the old place again. The apprehension that he had just entered Goldfinch City had long since disappeared, and the soldiers at the city gate who had been lazy had already been replaced by the elite drawn from the front line, looking around murderously.
After asking Jim to lead the team back, Al also dispersed Peter, who had already returned to his heart. Only a squad of soldiers remained.
At this time, little Freeman was also reporting to Al on the preparation of supplies.
"Personnel are in place and training is being carried out closely in the seaport to the southeast. As for the supplies, they are hurrying to get those chambers of commerce to come over. The ships that were the most worried, because of today's windfall, have reached the number of ships originally planned."
"Very good", Al praised from the bottom of his heart as little Freeman handled the tedious things so neatly.
"Also, Lord Viscount intends to have a fleet set off for a small island near the harbor in a month's time, for the purpose of exercising."
"Okay, we'll go together then," Al said excitedly. It's exciting to think about driving the fleet to the sea of stars and embarking on your legendary adventure.
"This ......," little Freeman grimaced.
"I'll tell my father then, I won't embarrass you," Al explained with a smile as he saw little Freeman's embarrassment.
"That's good", little Freeman looked relaxed when he heard Al say this.
As Al and little Freeman discuss the purchase of supplies. "Drive, drive, drive", the sound of eagerly driving the horses came from behind, and from time to time the whipping of leather whips and the neighing of horses could be heard.
Al and little Freeman glanced at each other, looking curious.
This kind of behavior that does not hesitate to hurt the horse to gain a short speed increase is generally not done unless it is a hundred thousand urgent.
"Go, stop him and ask what's going on," said little Freeman, as if he had guessed Al's thoughts, to the soldier next to him.
"Yes," replied the soldier outside the window.
It wasn't long before the two soldiers came to Al with a middle-aged man with a tired face.
"I've seen the little master", the middle-aged man said hoarsely when he saw Al, and wanted to get up and salute with some difficulty.
"What's going on?" Al asked bluntly, waving his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.
After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged man spoke: "Three days ago, Lord Old Barton and Lord Vane led us, with the help of the Lord of Rand City, to exterminate the Bait family in River City", speaking of this, the middle-aged man showed an arrogant look.
"And then, what happened?" Al urged anxiously, wasn't it going well?
"And then," the middle-aged man recalled the scene, and said with some horror, "Originally, Lord Barton and Lord Vane were ready to go home, but when Lord Barton heard about the reason for the decline of the original Hannar family, he happened to pass by that cave, and despite Lord Vane's dissuasion, he insisted on taking a team of soldiers in to have a look."
"It didn't take long for Lord Barton to rush out covered in blood," "So what's going on?" Al asked anxiously when he heard that Old Barton was injured.
For the big old Barton, Al had a good impression of him.
"Lord Vane is guarding Lord Barton on the spot, and I heard from the priest who accompanied the army that Lord Barton will not last long, so Lord Vane called me to come and report the news and ask the Viscount to decide."
"What, as soon as I heard that old Patton was on the verge of death," Al ajerked to his feet, "take him into the carriage, and we will go to father first," and then called Peter and the others to me, and waited for me at the gate of the city.
"Yes".
In a moment, a carriage drove at a breakneck speed halfway up the mountain.