"Indeed, there is such a possibility. However, the horses of the dwarves are not as good as the human race, not only are they scarce, but they also have a certain demand for height, after all, the height of our dwarves is also limited. Therefore, the management of our horses is very strict, and if the number of horses to be dispatched exceeds ten, it must be approved by the chief, and the most important thing is that no horses pass through the city of Toru on that day. ”

Bunian wiped the sweat from his forehead, he had said everything he could, and the rest was up to Aaron to deal with it.

After listening to Bunian's words, Aaron fell into deep thought.

"Hey, Aaron, you wouldn't really believe what he said, would you?" asked Razor.

"I don't believe what he says, but it's a possibility. As far as I know, not all Terrans supported your mother at the time. ”

"You mean the nobles are doing things?" Razor's voice became suspicious.

"It's not necessarily the aristocracy, but there may be people who have offended their interests, such as merchants. Aaron said.

"Impossible, those merchants are very supportive of my mother?" Razor scoffed at Aaron's speculation.

"The merchants who supported her were those who did not have the ability to secure the Dwarven trade at the time, and those who opposed her were those who already had a certain foundation in the Dwarves. The cake is so big, there are more people eating it, and of course everyone gets less. ”

Razor suddenly fell silent, what Aaron said did have some truth, the undercurrent is always hidden under the calm surface of the lake, and there may not be no unsightly deeds behind the peace.

"But then the scope is larger. Lei Ze thought for a long time before he held back such a sentence.

"That's why Duke Miturin chose to be silent back then, because he knew that things were complicated, a group of murderers who couldn't even be found by the dwarven patriarch, how could he know who the murderer was hundreds of kilometers away?" Aaron explained.

Razor was silent, thinking back to the situation at the time, his father really had a better way.

There is no clue at all, and Hood is found, but he is also innocent. If Hood was responsible, it was for not sending Lady Winnie out of the Campey Hills, but who could have guessed that such a thing would have happened at that time?

"Is this the end of it?" Razor asked.

"Maybe it's just when the murderer comes out on his own. Aaron said helplessly.

When Bunian found Aaron silent again, his heart rose to his throat. I'm afraid that Aaron will do something dangerous to himself.

In the end, though, what Bunian feared didn't happen.

"Since we can't find the murderer, I'd like to ask how things are going on with our cooperation?" Aaron asked Bunian.

Bunian's face turned pale in an instant.

"I'm sorry, but the dwarves are working with Moseley for almost all of their trade right now, probably four years away, right?" said Bunian.

"How long is that?" Aaron shook his head, "In that case, even if we wanted to stay here, there seemed to be no excuse for us." If that's the case, I'd like to ask Patriarch Hood when we'll be able to go. After all, Hankyo has a lot of things to take care of. ”

"This ...... Please wait a little longer anyway. I will definitely find a way to sign a part of the cooperation agreement with you. Bunyan hurriedly stopped Aaron.

"Also, we look no different from going to prison, we can't even go for a walk. Aaron complained.

"It doesn't matter, I'll go back and say hello, and you'll be able to go out. Bunian said.

"Then please be quick, whether it is our cooperation in trade, or our own freedom in Bilmai City, it is very important to me. By the way, and if it's convenient, please ask your father how he knows you're with me. ”

Bunian was stunned, wondering what Aaron was doing with asking this question, but maybe the person who revealed his caution might be a good person.

"Disagree?" Aaron noticed that Bunyan was a little absent-minded.

"No, I just wanted to ask, why do you want to know who is the person who broke my news?"

"You're already here, what are you afraid of? Don't be scared, we're in a partnership now, so you have to think of everything. Aaron said.

"Don't worry, I will definitely deal with these three things as soon as possible. Bunyan swore by it.

After leaving Aaron's residence, Bunian went straight back to his home and found Hood discussing things with Aberke and the other three elders. Bunyan stood in the hall and listened for a while, and found that it was Burbeur who was giving a report to Hood, mainly the comparison of total income in the first half of this year.

This caught Bunian's attention, so he pulled a chair and sat down next to him.

“...... Since the iron ore was outsourced to Moseley, the raw materials for the handicraft were much more expensive than before, and the price of the handicraft was also increased accordingly, which also caused the sales to be lower than before. However, if you add the subsidy from the clan, the total income of the residents should be about the same as before. Arburke took a crumpled page of paper and said to Hood.

"Yes, Patriarch Hood. Another benefit of this is the liberation of some of the labor. The labor saved was used to clear the wasteland near the city of Biermai and prepare to grow some crops such as wheat. Mr. Moseley said that if we had enough food, we would consider selling it to the Terran cities for us to make their money. In this way, the dwarves have one more income......"

A dwarf who was already an old dragon clock was almost lying on a chair, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was gray, and he could barely tell his age.

Bunian knew this dwarf, his name was Angus, he was two hundred and sixty-six years old, and he was the old birthday boy of the dwarven clan. In Bunian's memory, when his great-grandfather was the head of the dwarven race, Angus was already an elder of the dwarven race.

"Well, that's fine, I'm afraid that my negligence may cause inconvenience to the normal life of the dwarves. Every time I think about this, I feel very sad, and now I look at it, since everyone's lives have not been seriously affected, then I am relieved. Hood said.

"How is it possible, Patriarch, your decision must have been carefully considered, and now everyone's life is moving forward step by step, which is inseparable from the Patriarch's wise decision. The last dwarven elder spoke.

"Yes...... Is it?" Hood said uncertainly.

Arbock and Angus also deliberately distanced themselves from the third dwarven elder, who despised the man's sycophancy.

Bunian set his eyes on the last of the Dwarven Elders, a balding dwarf with black hair on top of his head, and an emaciated body that contrasted sharply with the other dwarves. This dwarf Bunian also knew him, and his name was Hogburn. However, Bunian didn't say anything to him before, the main reason was because Bunian couldn't stand Hogburn's sycophants, and ordinary people would get goosebumps all over their bodies after listening to it, such as the current Bunian. Another reason Bunian hates Hogburn is that he is so close to Picole. (To be continued.) )