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"My lord, aren't you afraid that the assassin will go back and not report to their leader?" Statunko watched the middle-aged man staggering and disappearing into the corridor, and couldn't help but ask the fat man cautiously, and the corners of the fat man's mouth showed a hint of cunning

"No, the assassin just now is a typical speculator, the kind of little person who will never care too much if he has the opportunity to climb up, he can receive a big order of 1 million gold coins from Samoor, he will not hide it because of a little resentment, such a person can't become a big thing, as long as he is given a little sweetness, some hope, there is a cliff in front of him, he also dares to jump! In fact, it is not difficult to recognize such people, their eyes will always shine with the light of greed"

"Incisive, the Governor's analysis is too incisive!" There was a "snap" clapping sound in the corridor, and an old man in a gray coat clapped his hands and walked out of the other end of the corridor, his eyes staring at the fat man, looking up and down full of appreciation and curiosity, and his mouth continued

"Although Nick Safe has always dressed himself up as a knight of justice, but his eyes hungry for power betrayed him, I suspected that he was the mastermind of these attacks, but I didn't expect that he was still a stab, and this matter has to be thanked to the two adults"

"You're so polite!" Statunko looked at the old man suspiciously, but the fat man next to him first respectfully saluted the old man, "Your Excellency should be the respected Dean of Satinik, I am Dustan from Živachetze, and I have come to visit Your Excellency this time."

"Hehe! I find that I appreciate you more and more" The old man's eyes retracted his gaze, and he tapped his palm a few times to the fat man, as a return gift to the fat man, the fat man didn't care much about these false gifts, and he didn't pursue it much, just smiled

This made the eyes of Satinik, who had been observing the fat man, light up, and he took the lead up the stairs, saying as he walked

"Most of today's young people are very impetuous, with a prominent background, a servant who hugs back and forth, a luxurious and carefree life, the ascetic dogma of the previous knights has long been in vain, they are empty-eyed, but they do nothing, even in the face of danger, they have no awakening drunken dreams and death, I have seen too many such nobles" Satinic sighed and shook his head, "Young people like you are becoming less and less now!"

"Hehe, the dean is too polite!" said with a smile on the fat man's face, "I came to the academy this time in the hope that the dean can pass on the knight's humble spirit."

"Oh, is the Doge also interested in knights?" Satinic pushed open the door of his office and sat down in his chair, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, everyone knew that the fat man of Samore didn't like knights, but now he came to talk to himself, the spiritual leader of the birthplace of the southern knights, who knows what madness this dead fat man has!

"Lord Dean misunderstood" The fat man smiled disapprovingly, "This time I asked to see Lord Dean, just to discuss the cooperation between Samore and the Knight Academy" The fat man paused in his tone, and saw that Satinic did not show much disgust before continuing. We Samore have never discriminated against anyone, whether it is a warrior or a knight, whether it is a commoner or a nobleman, it is a precious treasure of the Kingdom of Virginia, in our Samore army, there are southern barbarians, there are mountain hunters, and there are not a few knights everywhere, but they are all called Samore soldiers"

"Oh, could it be that the Doge can let the knights join the Samore army?" Satinic looked surprised, and the fat man smiled, "Why not? We also need elite warriors, and there are many knights in our Samore army, such as the captain of the Statunko banner next to me, who is an orthodox knight."

The fat man pulled the lame Statunko and shook it in front of Satinic like a display of goods, Statunk was embarrassed and wanted to cry, and his heart was full of tears, "I knew that it would be absolutely no good to come out with the dead fat man!"

"Okay, okay! I accept the sincerity of the Governor" Satinik looked at poor Statunko, suspecting that if he didn't nod, the fat man might keep shaking, and waved his hand helplessly, took out a scroll from his bookcase, and spread it out in front of the fat man, "This is the drawing of the academy, let's talk about something practical, I'm not as old-fashioned as others think, you just say, how much money can you come up with!"

These words made the fat man Ray not come back to his senses for a long time, didn't he, could it be that the legendary Templar Satinic was a money fan?

"Ahem!" Satinic licked his old face, coughed a few times disapprovingly, and looked at the fat man with green eyes, "Lord Governor, this is nothing strange, do you know how many mouths there are waiting to eat in the academy?"

Satinic seemed to be stimulated by something, and said with a sad face, "The Dardanelles family has not allocated funds to the knight school for half a year since the reorganization of the war, and now our foreign debt has more than 100,000 gold coins, if it weren't for the farmers who supply things nearby, they are more reasonable, and if it weren't for our senior students who are making money as mercenaries outside, the knight school would have been closed long ago!"

Satinic cried with tears and snot, and couldn't see the demeanor of the dean just now, "If it weren't for the fierce trouble outside these days, it would be nice to see at most one class of students in our school except for a few teachers!"

"No, it's so miserable!" the fat man wiped the sweat on his head, if he had known that this was the case, he would just use the money to smash people, why bother so much,

"You don't believe me?" Satinic looked at the fat man's stunned expression, his eyes were round, his beard was open, like an angry lion, his voice raised a few decibels, and the frightened fat man almost ran away from the door, thinking that this old money fan was not too stressed and depressed,

was about to stand up, but was excitedly grabbed by Satinique's hand and uncovered his gray coat.

"Damn! what is this!" the fat man gasped, only to see that Tisanik was wearing a patched coat underneath it, exuding a rancid sour smell, who knows how long it had been since he washed it

Satinique's depressed appearance reminded the fat man of the former temporary teacher in the poor mountainous area,

No wonder Satinic appeared in an overcoat, it turned out that the poor were already miserable, and they were almost on the same level as the poor peasants who shared a pair of pants with the poor outside

"Okay, okay!" This time it was the fat man's turn to stand it, why did this suddenly become a grievance meeting, how did the Knight Academy become a poor mountainous area?

"What a crazy world!" the fat man shook his head with a sigh,

"We Samoir can provide this number!" the fat man raised two fingers and shook it in front of the hopeful Satinic, "Since the dean is honest with each other, I won't be foolish! If the dean agrees to cooperate with Samore to run the school, Samar can inject this amount of funds in the early stage."

"You mean...... 200,000?" Satinik asked cautiously, almost unable to believe his eyes, 200,000 was enough to pay off all the debts that the academy owed now, thinking that the long-standing reputation crisis of the Knight Academy could be turned into a disaster, the old Satinik's heart could not be suppressed.

"Cut!" The fat man on the other side rolled his eyes with disdain, "200,000 yuan is also money? The dean underestimated Samore's sincerity! No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, and no matter how hard you are in students!" The fat man shouted out this slogan very smoothly.

"That's how much ......" Satinic was completely dizzy, even the wealthy Dardanelles family might not be able to give 200,000 gold coins to the academy at once. Could it be that the Samars were more generous than the Dardanelles?

"2 million! Samore's sincerity has always been real, and this is only Samor's initial investment!"

The fat man naturally read out a number that made Satinic almost faint, and the fat man picked up the pen from the table disapprovingly, and drew a big circle on the map that Satinic had just spread out in front of the drum-eyed Satinik, and said with an arrogant face

"The new academy will be renamed the Samore War Academy, and the area will be ten times larger than the current one, the students of the academy will no longer be divided into nobles and commoners, they will all be officers in the future Samore army, and the school will not only teach all kinds of horsemanship and martial arts, but also learn more about the command and cooperation of army soldiers!"

"You mean to establish a comprehensive academy like the Palavon Academy of Raldian!" Satinik's eyes lit up, his old body was straight, and it was the wish of all the deans of the Continental Knight Academy to create a knight school that surpassed the Paraven Academy, and Satinik was no exception,

"If I really have 2 million funds, if I really have a solid army to support the student body......" Satinic swallowed hard, and a voice in his heart roared in Satinik's ear, "Paraven College is a hair!"

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