When Ludon returned to the tent, Al even had a glass of wine ready to celebrate the victory.

Facing Al's gaze, Ludon sighed,

"It's taboo to open champagne in the middle of the day."

Champagne at half-time?

Al didn't quite understand Mr. Ludon, but she didn't care.

Anyway, Mr. Ludon's mouth always comes out of his mouth with all kinds of strange and difficult words.

Still, from Luden's expression and body movements, Al could still tell something.

Al asked, a little confused,

"Mr. Luden, haven't we already won?"

Lutten consigned the debts of the Fortune Deed on the Fortune Exchange for 5,600 meters each.

As long as you take 2,200 bags of grain, you can exchange them for 5,600 meters in the Fortune Exchange!

This news quickly spread throughout the Divine State, and even the surrounding villages, to the ears of every old farmer.

Coupled with the 150,000 bags of grain sold by Pang, the good fortune contract in the last few days, Luden has no pressure to cash in!

The most important thing: the price of the good fortune contract has collapsed!

The good fortune contract of 15,000 meters at the highest time in the morning has fallen below 7,000 meters at this time!

Even if Luton made a move now and bought all the good fortune contracts back with Miso, he would still be able to make a profit.

The contract of good fortune touted by fanaticism is now being trampled madly by another fanaticism, and the price has plummeted.

In Al's opinion, Ludon, who has already won a big victory, only needs to pay attention to eating elegantly.

There should be no other trouble... Right?

"Win?"

Luden showed a strange smile,

"The real division of interests has just begun."

Ludon has proven to the Divine State that he has the ability to earn Meso.

Will you be able to keep these miso?

Then it's up to Ludon to do it himself.

Throughout the process of the Blessing Contract, Ludon has been the attacker, but the Saint Family has not organized a decent counterattack.

The reason is simple:

The Miso that Ludon earned was not what he wanted.

Lutdon had been on the university ship from the beginning, and had since entered into some kind of cooperation outside of the contract with the Palace of Greed.

On the side of the Saint Family, there are also the Isha family and Ludon on the same side.

Not to mention, the whole thing has the shadow of the Inquisition everywhere.

Until the dust settles, the Saint Family will maintain restraint, sufficient restraint.

This is not respect for Luden.

It is a respect for the scholars, the justices, the Inquisition, and the rules of the game that the Divine State has been running for 800 years.

On the first day Ponger entered the city, he told Ryan.

For such an important matter, he was thrown at the forefront of a brat who didn't even have any hair, which in itself was enough to show the true attitude of the Saint Family.

Didn't they ask for Miso?

Then give them Miso!

Between fame and fortune, the Saint Family will always choose fame.

For for it is for them to have a good reputation, to preserve the name of the saints, and sooner or later Miso will go into their pockets.

Without Miso, it's nothing more than the difference between a good steak and a second-class steak for a meal.

If they lose their name, even if the Inquisition spares them, and without the protection of the name of the Holy Seed, where can they earn Miso?

Working with your own hands?

No kidding.

The saints know very well that they were born with a blessed life. …

The most hard-working saint also ended up going to the Senate to be a mascot.

It's better to let someone more suitable do this kind of work.

Al has never been able to see through the fact that this short-selling war is not a war between Ludon and the Saint Family at all.

It's the scholars and justices who are asking for money from the Saint Family!

Lutdon is nothing more than the scythe that cuts leeks.

The meaning of Ludden's existence is to make all people decent.

The Saint family loses money with dignity, and the scholars and justices collect money with dignity.

In the whole process, the more Ludon does, the more he will have a say in the final division of interests.

And that's all.

Wine, Ludon didn't drink a drop.

At this time, another steward rushed over, and after getting permission, he walked into the tent and reported in a low voice,

"Mr. Luden, there is a lot of extra grain on the market, all of which are old grains of average quality, and now, we..."

The collapse of the good fortune contract is imminent.

Nowadays, the price of grain is inflated, and the quality of the other party's grain is average.

The Isha family has no incentive to collect a large amount of grain at all, as long as they keep some enough to eat.

The steward looked embarrassed, and if he didn't ask for instructions, he spent a lot of money to buy this batch of grain, and he was the one who was scolded in the end.

"No matter how much grain there is, it's all harvested."

Lutten told very seriously,

"Purchase at market price, there can be no price reduction!"

The steward nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pecking rice,

"Understood! Got it! ”

He's just in charge of doing things, and he doesn't need to make decisions for these big guys.

After sending the steward away, Ludon looked at Al and sighed,

"Look, as soon as the cake arrived, the people who shared the cake came."

Stale grain, a large number of shots...

As far as El knew, in the entire Divine State, except for the Thirteen Saint Descendant Families, there was only one place left where there was this kind of accumulated grain:

Slash-and Knife Temple, Justice Grotney, in charge of the crime of gluttony.

With inflated food prices, dispose of the accumulated grain in the warehouse...

It can only be said that Ludon lost a small amount, and Justice Grottney made a small profit.

If Mr. Ludon's cake sharing is all this kind of petty fight, Al thinks that things may not be so bad?

There are always many things in this world that are beyond El's imagination.

The steward in front had not been gone long before someone hurried over.

Guray didn't even have time to ask, so he broke into the tent without respecting etiquette.

"Luden, you're in trouble!"

Gu Lei did not have the calmness of the past, and said urgently,

"Scholar Seven wants to convene a meeting to discuss whether the Covenant of Fortune is in accordance with the Holy Law!"

Ludon seemed to have expected it, and without any panic, he asked rhetorically,

"Did you come by yourself, or did your teacher tell you to come?"

Gu Lei was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "I came by myself." ”

"Okay, then I get it."

Luden's eyelids pressed slightly, knowing that things weren't the worst yet.

Third, the university has not yet sent a warning signal to itself.

For the time being, the two sides will maintain a tacit understanding.

Ludon is well aware that he is still valuable to university scholars.

It's just a few million meters, and you can't do what university scholars want to do.

Ludon pondered for a moment, then asked another question,...

"If the university scholars unanimously decide that the good fortune contract is illegal, what will happen to me?"

Ghuray replied,

"There is a high probability that you will be stripped of your possessions, as well as your citizenship of the Divine State, and banished to the wasteland. There is a small chance that you will become a slave after going bankrupt. ”

Ludon rolled his eyes and said dissatisfiedly, "You might as well hang me." ”

All:.......

Obviously, neither of these two ends, Ludon is not very satisfied.

"There is a move on the part of the university scholars, and the chief justice is probably going to be fast here."

Ludon looked at Awu and commanded,

"Prepare a carriage, I'm going to the palace of greed."

While preparing the car, Ludon turned his head to look at Al and said seriously,

"It's been a long time since you've been home."

Al's expression froze, clearly unable to keep up with Mr. Ludon's pace.

Go home?

What are you doing when you go home?

Luden continued,

"Say hello to your grandmother on my behalf, and tell her that I have fulfilled my promise, and that it may be time for her to show her sincerity."

Al's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood that Luden was asking her to go back to the Isha family to move the rescuers!

She nodded again and again, saying that she would definitely bring the words to her, and at the same time strive for the greatest support for Luden!

"By the way, there's one last thing."

Before Ludon got into the carriage, he told Al,

"If the academics really decide to exile me or reduce me to slavery..."

Al hurriedly said,

"I'll do my best to convince my grandmother that this won't happen!"

Al believes that without the help of the Isa family, Mr. Ludon will be able to get through this difficult time.

"No, you're mistaken."

Luden said seriously,

"I mean, is your previous alliance proposal still valid?"

What alliance is proposed?

Al was stunned for a moment, remembering that he had proposed to Ludon that the other party and his grandmother marry and form an alliance.

El never expected that Luden was still thinking about this stubble!

According to the Holy Law, there is a certain degree of immunity if one marries a saint.

At the very least, Ludon didn't have to be a slave or go to the wasteland to drink the Northwest Wind.

It's just that....

This matter is enough to make people speechless.

El never expected that the back road left by Mr. Ludon was to marry his grandmother?!

I use you as an idol, and you want to be my grandfather?!

"If things do come to the point of no return."

Ludon said bitterly,

"Please tell your grandmother... I don't want to work hard anymore. ”

After saying that, Ludon himself couldn't help but laugh.

The carriage disappeared to the other end of the street with Luden's laughter.

Al boarded another carriage and set out on his way back to the Isa family.

On the way back, the carriage sped through the streets, and Al caught a glimpse of the horrific scene through the window.

On a large tree, several corpses were hanging.

The weight of these corpses is not light, many of them are obese, and they are also very well-dressed.

It can be seen that these people, whether they are rich or status, belong to the group of people who have a very nourishing life in the state of God before they were born.

At this moment, he is like a dead pig, hanging from a tree, without any dignity to speak of.

Al covered her mouth and exclaimed, she recognized the identity of one of them!

It was a steward under the Karen siblings, and the last time Al went to visit the Karen siblings, they were in charge of the reception.

He's dead?!

All the dead are the servants of the Holy Family!

The tree was full of people, some watching the excitement, and some people were busy, continuing to hang people on the tree.

"Hang them all up a little higher!"

The person in charge of hanging the corpse on the tree kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, and at the same time, in the loudest voice possible, shouted loudly to the surroundings,

"Why hang them?!"

"Is it because they have brought losses to the Saint Family?"

"Nope! They have been bewitched by demons! Fall into a demonic conspiracy! Failed to see through the demon's disguise! It has defiled the dignity of the Holy Family..."

Al, who was sitting in the carriage, listened to these words and felt a chill all over his body.

Her body trembled, and some familiar fear once again dominated her, recalling her worst memories.

In this feast, the Saint Family, which has suffered huge losses, will certainly not give up and will definitely take revenge on Mr. Luden.

Although, Al had already expected this in his heart.

But when the facts really happened, she didn't expect that the other party's methods would be so despicable, so... Fatal!

These red-eyed Saints... Prepare to falsely accuse Mr. Ludon of being a demon to the Inquisition!

They were going to hang Ludon Y. WeGood! . .