Slielang nodded and retreated, he naturally understood that this was a private matter for His Royal Highness the prince to discuss with Mr. Fox Butler.

Although he also wanted to see what could make His Royal Highness the prince refuse the trade of human weapons without hesitation, but the idea was just an idea after all.

Except for the carriage, he shook his head and put aside those unrealistic thoughts: "Witches..... Oh, no, no, no, dear Miss Pompeii Wizard Jolan. ”

Slielang looked at Miss Magician, who was standing quietly outside the carriage, and the whole person instantly froze in place.

Even without the dirt on his face, he recognized the young magician at a glance.

This young lady magician really changed a lot from when he first saw her, with a clean face, water-blue eyes, and long brown hair, she looked really beautiful.

However, at the moment he did not have any idea of appreciation.

Could it be that this young lady magician had come to take revenge? He felt that God must have abandoned him at this moment, otherwise why would hell be so close to him?

He couldn't help but be afraid, this is a magician, even if it's just a magic apprentice, it's not something he can face alone, maybe all she needs to do is wave the magic wand in her hand gently, and he will be sent to see his great grandfather by a small fireball, if you're lucky, you might leave a pile of ashes, and if you're unlucky, you might not even leave ashes, right?

"Are you scared?" her blue eyes did not fluctuate, and she glanced at Slielang lightly, she retracted her gaze and looked into the distance: "I didn't expect a slave trader to be afraid of the slaves he traded?

Ruolan had a mocking look on her face, no one could understand her disgust with this slave trader, two months of dark life were caused by this slave trader, that kind of dark despair, numbness to the future, she couldn't help but tremble even if she was just in her memories.

"Dear Miss Magician, Slielang doesn't have the guts to capture a great magician. Slielang couldn't help but tremble, he said anxiously: "You were not caught by my people, I just accepted the commission of an earl that day, and it was the earl who sold you to me, and it was the earl who caught you." ”

Slielang didn't care about the poisonous oath he had made in front of the count, he only knew that his life was much more important than a promise to an earl, he didn't want to see his grandfather, if he could go to heaven, why should he die in hell?

"The Earl's commission?" Ruolan frowned, he turned to stare at Slielang and said, "I want you to be responsible for your words, if you let me know that you are half-lying, you know the methods of a magician." ”

"Yes, yes, dear Miss Magician, Slielang will not dare to deceive you. Slielang raised his hands and nodded repeatedly.

"Then I ask you, do you know the earl, and what exactly is his commission?" she asked directly.

"That.... Is that. Slielang hesitated suddenly, but as soon as Ruolan's magic wand moved, he immediately said, "That's His Majesty the King of Xingluo's assistant, Lord Count Florent, he ..... He asked me to sell you to the Orc Kingdom, no, he said it had to be the Orc Kingdom near the coast. ”

"The orc kingdom near the coast?" Ruolan asked suddenly.

"Yes, that's what he commanded. Slielang nodded.

"You go, for the sake of His Royal Highness the Prince, I won't kill you for the time being. She said coldly.

Although she was very disgusted with Slielang, his presence here must be useful to His Royal Highness the Prince, and if she killed him, it was very likely to ruin His Highness's plans, which was not what she wanted to see.

"Thanks.... Thank you. Slielang walked away with trepidation.

"Xingluo?" Slielang left, with an inexplicable look in her eyes, muttering a sentence in her mouth, and then fell silent, waiting quietly outside the carriage.

Naturally, she wouldn't come this time for this human merchant, she lowered her head and looked at the glowing red magic stone in her hand, and suddenly the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, this was her first successful magic storage stone.

........

Chen Ye slowly tasted the black tea, looking at the somewhat eager Storf opposite, he laughed in his heart, this kind of Storf who lost his manners is indeed rare.

He knew that His Royal Highness the Prince had driven away the merchant, and there must be something important to discuss, but what made him uncomfortable was that if he delayed with His Royal Highness the Prince for a second longer, the human merchant might have one more second to regret it.

"Your Highness, please forgive Storf for being rude. He stood up as he spoke, he also knew that His Highness didn't care about those etiquettes, so without waiting for Chen Ye to speak, he continued: "That's a large number of weapons of the Human Kingdom, if Your Highness can get it, you can arm your people and make them a powerful fighting force, even if Your Highness doesn't have the idea of competing for the kingdom, but at least it is a force to defend the Red Leaf Collar." ”

"Well, the people of the four tribes are indeed a force when armed. Chen Ye played with the cool branding pen: "At least the combat effectiveness of the Xibu clan is not weaker than the main army of the kingdom. ”

In order to convince the gentleman, he did not refute this practice of arming his people, and it was difficult for him to tell whether it was right or wrong about such a thing which had advantages and disadvantages.

The tribes in the territory have their own arms, which undoubtedly strengthens the power of the territory, but at the same time, it gradually makes these tribes gradually out of control, and the existence of this phenomenon makes Stoff, who has long proposed to issue a conscription order to the four tribes, vetoed by him.

He knew that this phenomenon could not be maintained forever, but if he wanted an army that was completely subordinate to his orders, he could not let the four clans have too much military power, so only after a large number of low-level officers who were loyal to him, Chen Ye could think about expanding the army, which was also one of the reasons why he trained soldiers.

No matter what the era, military power is always the guarantee of the rights of those in power.

"Let's put it this way, Steward Storf," Chen Ye said, "Those human weapons are not up to my requirements, even if they are only arming my people, I think it is a waste of money, because I have better weapons here, ten million times better than those that are broken and rotten." ”

Ignoring Storf's incredulous expression, he continued, "Do you really think that I bought blacksmiths from this slave trader just to make farm tools?"

Chen Ye smiled very proudly, the short-sighted slave trader may never understand that talent is the source of money, and the eyes that have long been blinded by money, except for the golden dragon, maybe only the little life that is not very valuable will make him care.

"Is it true that Your Highness said?" said Storf, opening his mouth, and finally just asked.

"Of course, maybe you'll see you next year, right?"

"His Highness's wisdom has always been the envy of Stoff, and Stoff is willing to believe in His Highness's wisdom. Although he was still a little hesitant in his heart, Stoff thought about it and said, "I only hope that His Highness's choice this time is still correct." ”

"Heh, Mr. Butler's House fart is still very useful to me, so please wait and see my butler Mr. Storf?" Chen Ye smiled.

"Your Highness, what Stoff said is nothing more than a fact. Storf said disapprerovingly.