Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 496: Big Business

The banquet lasted until dawn. Alan rode in a carriage led by two knights from Ou Ban and brought his men to a block not far from the castle. Stop in front of a three-story building at the end of the street. This building is Ouban's private property and is usually used to entertain important guests. Now that no one was using the small building, Allen had the right to stay at Ark Harbor for the next few days.

The original guards of the small building were only three or five idle soldiers. After Alan arrived, the guard's work was taken over by Inch Fire. The Inch Fire Warriors quickly occupied several commanding heights of the small building. Their efficient movements caused the two knights of Ou Ban to be secretly speechless. He immediately gave Alan another three points of respect. The small building was low-key in appearance and elegant in interior. The building is made of wood and stone, and the hall on the first floor is decorated with fireplace, candlestick, wall lamp, famous painting and statue. In particular, the floor in front of the fireplace was covered with a shiny fur carpet. Anyone who could tell that it was the fur taken from the Polar Grizzly Bear's body, and it was the one in its lower abdomen. Just this carpet was worth a thousand dollars.

As for other famous paintings and sculptures, they were also very valuable.

The second floor was a bedroom. It was spacious, comfortable, and connected to the bathroom. It was extremely luxurious. On the third floor, there were study rooms and balconies. They were also decorated with elegant decorations. The study room contained the famous works of the empire, and the scroll aura was rich. It was a good place to cultivate.

Unfortunately, Alan was tired and tired. After a quick tour, he plunged into the bathroom on the second floor, took a bath, and hugged the quilt to sleep early. As for Lucy and the others, they were naturally given another room, so there was no need to elaborate.

It was also late at night when he returned to his base in Ark Harbor, and it was clear that the mansion he lived in was much more magnificent than Allen's little building. After getting out of the carriage, Glar's expression was gloomy, for no other reason than to see Alan and Oban coming out of the side room of the hall together. Even he had never entered that room before, but a baron who had only joined Ou Ban for a few months had already entered and left.

The meaning behind this was clear to Gral. Along with Abel, who got off the carriage behind him, Glar was very optimistic about his nephew and had high hopes for him. Abel did not disappoint the family. At least at his age, it was not easy for him to break into the Earl's inner circle of power. Abel had been proud of his accomplishments, but tonight, the young man's confidence was ruthlessly shaken.

Allen, who was younger than him, had gone further, and was favored by Zorah, all of which threw Abel's faith to the ground and trampled on it mercilessly. Abel had drunk a lot tonight, and if not for Glar dragging him back, he would have drunk even more and ended up making himself look ugly at the party.

There was a Mark, and now it was Abel. The two promising youths of the clan became dispensable embellishments and even jokes under Alan's brilliance, which made Gral very angry. Marcus, in particular, was the illegitimate son of Glar, who could not be seen. His brother-in-law was still wearing a cuckold and didn't know about it. Originally, Gral wanted to train Marcus to be an excellent knight, but ever since he kowtowed to Allen that night, Marcus had been in a low mood.

It wasn't long before Abel was troubled by Alan's relationship. Grar hated Alan to the bone. He patted Abel on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Uncle will help you get Miss Ruo La's heart back. But you have to do your best. Just drink to relieve yourself of this small matter. How will you deal with big things in the future?"

Abel had already vomited once before, but now he was much more sober. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "I will try, uncle. But no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to that Alan."

"How do you know if you haven't tried? It's just a baron. Don't worry, you have plenty of opportunities. But now, go take a shower and go to sleep."

Abel nodded and Glar sighed. When they entered the main hall of the mansion, a male servant greeted them and whispered, "Your Excellency, you have a visitor. I've been waiting for you all night."

"A guest? What guest?"

The male servant handed Glar a name card with a picture of the unicorn scalded with gold powder. Grar's hand trembled slightly, and he felt that the name card was like a ball of flame, burning his hand to the point that it hurt. He took a deep breath, put the invitation into his pocket, and strode in. Twenty-four candles lit up the hall, illuminating everything in it. Under the lights, a man was sitting in a perilous position, calm and relaxed, as if he didn't have any impatience because he had waited for Grar all night.

"Should I call the guards over now? After all, if anyone finds out that Viscount Daniel's representative is in my mansion, I can't say it clearly in front of Earl Oban." Glar said coldly as he looked at the other party.

The man raised his head and revealed a calm smile on Fang Zheng's face. The gaze that had settled over the years landed on Glar and said indifferently, "Viscount Glar is a smart man. A smart man doesn't push wealth out, does he?"

He directly picked up a suitcase and placed it on his lap to open it. Immediately, a layer of dense blood-colored light floated in the hall. This layer of faint blood-colored light came from the bright red crystal stones that were neatly arranged in the chest. The man picked up one of the jingshi and spread it out in his palm. The jingshi in his palm was processed into a regular rectangular shape, and there seemed to be blood rolling inside.

"Boiling Blood Demon Crystal?" Glar felt his throat dry.

"To be exact, there are a hundred Blood Boiling Demon Crystals here. After that, nine more boxes will be sent here. Viscount Grayer, this is just a greeting gift from Lord Daniel." The man smiled and paused for a moment before saying, "I forgot to introduce myself. I am Charlie. On behalf of Lord Daniel, I pay you a twelve percent tribute."

Glar's head spun.

The market price of each Blood Boiling Magic Crystal was around a thousand gold coins. The magic crystals in this box were bright and were obviously high-end goods, so the market price would increase by another 20%. Each of the 1,200 gold coins was worth 120,000 gold coins. There were nine boxes like this, so the total was one million gold coins. Even though Grar's family was rich, a million gold coins was not a small sum.

He licked his lips and finally put on a smile, "May I know what Lord Daniel has to say?"

Charlie put down the box, crossed his hands on his knees, and sat perfectly straight. He smiled and said, "Sir Daniel would like to ask you for a small favor. In fact, it's very simple. With Sir Grar's status, it's just a matter of a few words."

He had earned a million gold coins in a few words, but Glar was greedy, but he wasn't stupid. "Please elaborate," he said with a frown.

"Well, as you can see, Lord Daniel admitted that he was at a disadvantage in the war between us. I believe Earl Oban will soon put forward a proposal for negotiation to Lord Daniel."

This was the most normal procedure. Unless Daniel intended to fight to the death, he would not reject the negotiation proposed by Ou Ban. At the negotiating table. It would be another battlefield, and Daniel might lose something, but it was better than losing more on the battlefield.

"But Lord Daniel has some plans of his own, so I would like to ask you to say something and ask Earl Oban to postpone the date of the negotiation."

"What are some specifics?"

"It's best if we can drag it out for a month."

"A month?" Glar stood up and said in a deep voice, "Sir Daniel wants to take advantage of this month to make some plans, such as taking back the lost land?"

Charlie laughed and said, "Your Excellency is overthinking it." I have just heard that Earl Oban intends to let you and the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine settle in the Bauhinia. Bauhinia is adjacent to our territory. If there is any movement, I will definitely not be able to hide it from you. At the very least, even if Sir had plans to recover the lost land, the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine wouldn't be able to withstand it for a day or two, right? When Sir Allen, who is next to you, sends his troops, Lord Daniel will not be able to carry out any of his best plans. "See, sir, what is there to worry about?"

"Your Excellency does have a plan, but I just want to be prepared to minimize the loss of the negotiation. Please don't worry, Sir Grar." Charlie hinted, "If this is done, will there be no chance of cooperation in the future? Lord Daniel is sorry to hear that you are not being reused by Earl Oban."

"Please take care of it," he snorted.

"Then what do you think of this matter?"

Grar walked around the hall a few times and nodded, "I'll try my best, but whether it's done or not, these magic crystals …"

"Of course it's yours. Tomorrow, a few more boxes of magic crystals will be delivered to you. Please rest assured."

Charlie smiled faintly and got up to say goodbye. Leaving the mansion, he turned into a remote alley. Charlie took a few steps and walked towards a man in a cloak. As the two of them brushed past, Charlie said gently and quickly, "Tell my lord that Graar agreed."

The man didn't say anything, as if he hadn't heard what Charlie said, and left. After Charlie disappeared from the alley, a figure flashed by the entrance and entered the mansion. Finally, he saw Grar and whispered, "My lord, he's gone."

'"Very well, don't leak this out. Otherwise" Glarr made a hand gesture to cut his throat.

Late at night, a flock of night birds suddenly rushed up from a corner of the city. The flock of birds turned around and dispersed, but only one flapped its wings and left. The next morning, the bird landed in the unicorn castle in Lake Portilli, and the old butler removed a thin wooden pipe from the bird's claws. He opened it and poured out a roll of paper.

Moments later, the note was delivered to Daniel's desk. After breakfast in Daniel's study, he saw the note.

There was a small line on the note, with the words "Everything is going well" written on it. Daniel smiled faintly and reached out to grip it tightly. When he released it, the note had already turned into a few pieces of powder and drifted down. He looked out of the window at the big lake. His figure was reflected on the glass of the window.

The Black Iron Castle had already made a move. Haggers and the twenty Black Cloud Knights had already secretly set off. They estimated that they would arrive at Ark Harbor in a week's time, and then they would turn around to arrive at Daniel's territory. When they arrived, it was time to deal with Alan. Daniel wanted to drag out the negotiations for a month or so in order to calmly arrange things so that he could eliminate Allen in one fell swoop. Once Alan left, Oban would be like a toothless tiger, and Daniel would be able to recover his lost ground.

A mere deep sea scaly girl was still not in his eyes, and only Alan and his army were the ones that truly threatened him. As for Ou Ban, Daniel sneered. He was just a paper tiger. Ou Ban could only surrender in a real fight.

Daniel knew his weaknesses too well.

Alan was awakened by a shower of knocks on the door. He sat up in the morning light, yawned, and scratched his messy hair. "Who is it?"

The door was pushed open, and Lucy stood outside with a strange smile, "You have a visitor."

"So early?" Alan frowned and jumped out of bed, "Who is it?"

But she could not hear Lucy's reply. She turned around, and the girl outside the door had long disappeared. Alan shrugged, washed up, put on clean clothes and walked downstairs. The breakfast had already been prepared for him in the small restaurant downstairs. When Alan went downstairs, he smelled the fragrance of vanilla bacon. He immediately moved his index finger, but remembered that there were still visitors, so he swallowed his saliva and turned to the hall.

There was a man sitting on the sofa in the hall, his back facing Allen and he couldn't see his face clearly. However, the other party was dressed in men's clothes and wore a gentleman's high hat, treating him as a man. Unexpectedly, Alan turned around and saw Ruo La's pretty face. He shook his head and smiled, "So you also have a hobby of disguising as a man."

Ruola took off her hat and even had two beards under her nose. Hearing this, he smiled and asked, "Could it be your lover?"

"No, just a friend." Alan patted his stomach and said, "I wonder if Miss Ruola had breakfast. If not, why don't we go together? To be honest, I'm starving to death right now."

"Forget it, I really didn't eat breakfast to sneak out this morning." She wasn't at all courteous.

So the two sat down at the long table in the dining hall, where there was plenty of food on the table. The main course is vanilla pastrami, accompanied by thick soup, fresh salad, cheese and two slices of thin bread. Ruo La sat down and said, "The chefs here are very good. The things they cook look simple, but the food tastes very hierarchical. They cook much better than the chefs in White Castle."

She scooped up a spoonful of soup with a spoon and put it into her mouth, then into a mouthful of fresh vegetable salad. Finally, he used his knife to cut off a small piece of beef and put it into his mouth with a fork. He chewed it carefully and swallowed it slowly. However, that movement was so graceful, carrying the smell of flowing clouds and flowing water. Ellen shook his head and praised, "If you have a good taste, Ruo La, you are definitely the most advanced one."

Jorah smiled and put down her knife and fork, "Well, let's talk about the big deal."

Ellen put a piece of beef in his mouth: "I'm all ears."

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