The owner of the adventure bar suppressed his excitement, he knew the scarcity of porcelain. He had heard that every time the ship of Eleanor's court had left for sea and had not yet returned to port, the porcelain had already been predestined for distribution by the nobles of Manhill City and some powerful chambers of commerce.

It was difficult for idlers to compete for a share of porcelain, and the nobles bought porcelain or used it, or collected it, or gave it as a gift, while those chambers of commerce sold it to other cities, and the price almost doubled a few times, and it was hard to find a single piece.

This kind of fine porcelain, beautiful and generous, was greatly sought after by the entire high society, and its gorgeous appearance was not inferior to silver and gold.

It is rumored that the royal family and several ancient large families have customized various styles of porcelain to Earl Eleanor's Court.

The popularity of porcelain has brought great benefits, and countless people have been tempted to secretly inquire about the origin of porcelain.

But the Earl's Court of Eleanor has always been tight-lipped about this, and even every time the ship leaves the port, it is careful to avoid the surveillance and tracking of others.

As a result, no one in the kingdom knew the true source of the porcelain outflow, and this huge profit was monopolized by the Earl of Elinor.

If it weren't for the old Duke Elinor and the old duke of Mesfield standing behind the Earl's Court, I am afraid that with a small earl's title, it would have been torn apart long ago.

But now suddenly there is a man who claims that the porcelain of the Earl of Eleanor was provided by him, and he is still alive in front of him...... How can it not be ecstatic?

The owner of the adventure bar almost thought in his heart that it was Lady Luck's favor.

"Then, I don't know how many porcelain your Excellency has, can you sell it to me, you can rest assured, I will definitely give you a satisfactory price. The owner of the adventure bar suppressed his surprise and asked Donner by changing his name.

Although he runs this adventure bar, this does not prevent him from selling porcelain.

You know, this can not only bring him huge benefits, but also allow him to use porcelain, establish a good relationship with the aristocracy, and really break into the upper class.

Donner smiled silently, and looked at the mercenaries on either side, especially for a moment in Enlais's face.

The implication is obvious, this is not the place to talk about business, and there are still problems that have not been resolved.

Enlais was also knifed to the neck by Hans, and blood spilled from the scars, pooling into blood dripping onto his clothes, dyeing a large patch of red.

When the bar owner heard Donner's words, he looked at him coldly and snorted, "Which hand is it?"

"Right...... Right hand. Sweat flowed from Enlais's forehead.

"Give him a knife!" the barkeeper said to the guard, then looked at Enlais, "Leave a finger and do it yourself." ”

A short knife was thrown on the table, and Enlais looked at the knife in front of him and actually began to beg for mercy. "Don't, sir, I know it's wrong, and I'll never mess around in a bar again. ”

"Do it!" the adventure bar owner snorted.

Donner sat there silent, sipping the wine in his hand. Ensley's begging eyes met the barkeeper's icy gaze, shrunk before moving to Donner's face.

"Yes, sir. Enlais gritted his teeth, picked up the short knife on the table, and slashed at his little finger with his eyes closed.

"Bang!"

With the blood, the little finger fell to the ground, and Enlais swallowed the pain and threw the short knife on the table.

Donner raised his eyebrows, showing a look of surprise, he didn't expect this bar owner to be so powerful that he could make a fierce mercenary leader bow his head and cut off his fingers.

What's even more surprising is that the mercenary leader really ruthlessly cut off his fingers.

Interesting!

Donner didn't speak, watching the bar owner deal with it, after all, such a thing really happened in a risky bar.

"Is that possible? The bar owner asked Donner.

Donner smiled, and sold him a face: "It's all a trivial matter, let the adults deal with it." ”

"Very well!" the barkeeper nodded, and said to Enlais and his men, "get out of here, and don't take half a step into the bar in the future, or you know what the punishment will be." ”

Enlais lowered his head and said humbly: "Yes, thank you for your forgiveness." ”

Hans took the cutlass back, and Enlais fled the bar with his men in disarray.

The bar owner looked at Enlais's disappearing back, turned his head and changed his smile and said, "Your Excellency, what is it...... How about we talk somewhere else?"

"Good!" Donner replied with a smile.

"This way, please!" the barkeeper stood up and gestured with his hand.

Donner was not polite, and led Hans and the others to follow the waiter in front of him to the inside of the bar.

"Clean up here. The barkeeper looked at the blood and fingers on the ground, frowned and ordered the other waiters next to him.

With that, the bar owner got up and walked side by side with Donner towards the back of the bar.

The adventure bar has a lobby in front of it, through an arched door, but behind it is a cave.

A small garden, delicate and beautiful, with many flower beds on both sides of the path, and varieties of flowers that Donner had never seen before bloomed wantonly.

The bar owner leaned slightly sideways and suddenly saw the slave mark on the left side of Donner's face.

He hadn't seen or noticed it because of the location before, but when he saw this scar, he frowned meaningfully.

However, he immediately regained his expression, and as if he didn't see it, he said, "Your Excellency, please." ”

In the middle of the small garden there was a rock-made, Gothic pavilion, where the barkeeper sat with Donner, Hans, Yuri, and Jason, and the guards stood in the sun.

The guard station of the Liberation Regiment was straight, and although it was sweaty in the sun, it was motionless.

The bar owner took a look, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Where the hell did this group of people come from, and they really had porcelain?, the bar owner thought to himself.

At first, I didn't care about it, but now it seems that this group of people is really a little different.

A slave can actually become a leader, but Jason, who has the most grace and temperament in his eyes, is a slave's subordinate.

Especially this group of guards, it can be seen from their words and deeds that it is impossible to be mercenaries, and I don't know how they were trained?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and at this time, five maids came to the pavilion with melons and fruits.

The barkeeper came back to his senses, smiled and filled the Donners with crimson wine, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, my name is Fiennes, and I don't know the names of your Excellencies." ”

"Just call me Donner. Donner said lightly, "These are my brothers, Jason, Hans, and Yuri. ”

"Come, cheers!" said Fines with a nod of his head, "Welcome to the town of Howl Harbour, welcome to the Adventure Bar." ”