Chapter 940

Chapter 940

My Empire Chapter 940

2020-11-03

Chapter 940 942 Pulling him into the water

The news that Alanhill, the deputy prime minister of the Empire, made an abrupt airborne landing in Briburn, which surprised many people .

Throughout the short history of the Alanhill Empire, there has never been a precedent for an Imperial Chancellor to be a consul on either side.

What makes people feel even more depressing is that this appointment was abrupt and terrible, and even many local nobles were not prepared accordingly.

Just as the commander of the 116th Division drove back to his station, in a castle in the port of Briburn, a group of old nobles were gathering together to discuss their countermeasures.

In the city, they had many eyes and ears, and the news of the arrival of the princess and the deputy prime minister in Briburn quickly reached them.

Originally, they were discussing how to deceive the top and the bottom. Through this plague, they were able to make a fortune.

The meeting that turned out to be rich, suddenly turned into a meeting to study how to deal with the Grand Archon appointed by the Alanhill Empire.

One of the nobles was very pompous and said to the nobles sitting around the conference table: "Let's talk about it, what should we do?"

He After saying this sentence in a long tone, he looked at the old fogeys left and right, and found that none of them meant to speak.

At this time, everyone knows that the truth is that a gun is the first bird. Come up with an idea now, or you will be responsible for the failure of the action in the future, who wants to speak first?

A young aristocrat couldn't hold his breath anymore, and said impatiently: "What else can I do? It's just those few tricks."

An old man The aristocrat shook his head slightly and said in a long voice, "You can't kill a prime minister, even though he is a deputy, he is also a prime minister! If a prime minister is assassinated here, the empire will only send more What a tough guy to come to trouble us."

It seems that only by speaking in a long tone can they reflect their dignity and their identity...

Hearing this People actually thought of assassinating the deputy prime minister of the Alanhill Empire. A well-informed nobleman laughed at the ignorance of this group of people: "Are you crazy? Don't know the origin of this deputy prime minister?"

"Don't talk about finding a killer to break through the heavy guards at the Grand Consul's mansion. Even if he walks alone on the street, there are not many people who can kill him!" He showed off his experience and knowledgeable, and said .

Soon someone realized something and asked nervously, "Is he a magician?"

"This deputy prime minister is called Alves...it's Grecon Great... Grand Archon." When it comes to Alves' identity, this experienced and knowledgeable aristocrat doesn't even speak eloquently.

After all, the southern kingdom is actually located in the southeast corner of the magical continent. It is a "mortal" country through and through. The nobles here have a natural awe of magician.

Maybe they will think that Chris, who is also from the mortal empire, is easy to deal with, but they absolutely dare not disobey the big magician Alves easily.

This is the gap in knowledge. They didn't know that the Dragon Clan, whom Alves feared, could only be a man with his tail tucked in front of Chris.

"...Why didn't you say it earlier..." Hearing this news, the expressions on the faces of the old nobles at the head turned ugly. They really didn't have the guts to provoke such a defiant person. The presence.

"Then there is only one way left, drag him into the water! We will give him whatever he wants!" Another old nobleman spoke confidently.

However, his words were quickly refuted by other nobles: "What can we give him? Prime Minister of the Alanhill Empire, what do you want?"

"He is not the one Damn the little bastard of the Lontate family, he has just been the deputy prime minister not very long... We gave him 10 million gold coins, but he still doesn't obediently kneel down and lick our toes?" An old aristocrat gave it painfully. A number that I think is very tempting.

As a result, before the number was determined, many nobles shook their heads: "That's too much... Where can we find so much money for him?"

"This is It's not easy, as long as he is nodded and agrees to stand on our side, we can continue to top secret and let those pariahs come up with more money!" An old bearded nobleman said with a cruel smirk: "Don't we all do this before?"

"As long as he turns a blind eye and the pariah is dead, the land is ours. We have land, and we're afraid no one will farm it?" One The noblewoman followed.

They are very familiar with this kind of thing. Their fathers and grandparents have been playing for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and they have never failed.

The experienced and knowledgeable old aristocrat hurriedly said: "That's right! Even if we don't cultivate, we have other ways to make money! Who knows if there are magic crystal mines or oil under these lands? Is there any iron ore? As long as we find the mine..."

"Haha! Then we will have so much money that we can't use it up!" When mentioning the mine, the faces of several nobles showed An excited smile came.

They know this thing too well. The so-called eyeliners they sent out have long since passed back to their ears that the Alanhill Empire needs a lot of ore, and that owning a mine means having countless wealth. middle.

Well, the plague can kill those poor civilians and create more Borderlands! when the time comes they can devour these lands with just a little trick.

Fake documents, and then take these places as their own, even if they sell them cheaply, the money will be enough for them to spend a few lifetimes.

"Let that prime minister join a share! Isn't he rich? The little bastard of the Lontate family is so rich, he, the deputy prime minister, doesn't have any money to speak up, right?" It seems that he was emboldened by gold coin , a noble continued to speak. His tone was very ruthless, as if he could compete with the Lontate family.

An old aristocrat beside him was a little unwilling to say: "I'm afraid of this guy's lion's big mouth..."

"Afraid of what? I'm afraid that he won't join! He But the deputy prime minister...if he is nodded, then we will have someone to talk to at the top of the empire, and when the time comes, our interests will naturally be guaranteed!" The old aristocrat headed by him is full of confidence and full of confidence in his future. look forward to it.

His words made more people nod their heads: "Yes!"

"Yes!" The room was full of voices of approval.

"Let's raise money first! Come up with millions of gold coins and let the deputy prime minister see the power of gold coins!" In a voice of approval, the old aristocrat headed for All instructed: "As soon as possible... get ready!"

(end of chapter)