Freeman wiped his sweat, calmed down, and knocked on the door of the spice merchant Frey Avine.
"Lord Freavine, the news just came from the Duchy of Anglia. Duke Otto feels that the alliance with the Triumphant needs further careful consideration. He cannot go to visit Stadt with you tomorrow. That’s good.”
Freavinet raised his head from behind a pile of gold coins. He still held a pile of unfinished gold coins in his hand.
"It's a shame that I worked so hard to go to the Duke of Anglia to lead the race! Why doesn't he understand? Visiting the Triumphant is like doing business. The sooner you do it, the greater the profit. Forget it, I'll go by myself tomorrow ! Ask someone to prepare the carriage and horses for me when you go back!"
"This..." Freeman hesitated.
"What's wrong? Freeman? Is there anything you want to say?"
Freeman shrank his head and whispered: "Lord Freyavenet, I think you should not go to see the Triumphant. You have also heard these rumors in Hamburg. She is a pirate who is greedy for profit. With her Making a deal is like making a deal with a tiger, you will be swallowed up if you are not careful.”
"Really? I feel that this 'Triumph' is a little different from the previous bandits. Although the rumors are very scary, she has been stationed in Stade for so many days. Have you heard of any village being looted? And' Unlike Snake Eyes, Boneless Man, and White Shirt, this Triumphant One should be someone with whom she can negotiate a good business deal."
Frayavenet lowered his head and continued to count his gold coins. He took the gold coins out of the sack on the right, stacked them ten by ten, and stacked them neatly on the table. When the table was full, he wrapped the gold coins in stacks of paper. He did this rough and boring work with great relish.
Freeman wiped his sweat. "Triumph" once conducted a transaction with him, but he took this opportunity to embezzle the caravan's gold coins and framed it for "Triumph". Once Fray Avine and "Triumph" meet, this matter will most likely be exposed. But he couldn't think of how to stop Frayavenet for a while, so he could only stammer: "But Lord Frayavenet..."
Frey Avine interrupted him: "That's enough, Freeman, I know you have been robbed by the 'Triumpher' before, so it is normal to be afraid. But you think, even that time, 'Triumpher' 'They only stole our gold coins and didn't touch our goods, right?"
"But this also shows that the 'Triumpher' is dangerous to a certain extent! For the safety of Mr. Fray Avine, I think..."
"The Pirate Kingdom is the leader of the sea. With their support, I can expand trade to all parts of the world without any worries. How can I give up this opportunity just because of a little danger? Right?"
"But the Triumphant is indeed very dangerous! The reason why the previous cargo was left behind is because the subordinates fought desperately..."
Freiavine showed a look of boredom on his face: "You are fighting to the death? Then why were the gold coins robbed again? Enough, stop saying such deceptive words. If you are really scared, you can stay here tomorrow It’s better here.”
"No, no, no, I'm not afraid at all, I'm just worried about the safety of Lord Frey Avine. If you must see the Triumphant, I'm willing to go on your behalf..."
"That's enough! With the way you are today, what can you achieve if you go there? I'm still busy, get out of here!"
Fray Avine was angry.
Freeman didn't dare to say anything anymore. He quickly lowered his head, bent his waist, and tiptoed out of Freaveney's room. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and turned around, keeping his head lowered and said:
"I wish you a safe journey, Lord Freyavenet."
"I know, I know, get out!"
Fray Avnet didn't notice that Freeman's eyes were as fierce as a desperado at this moment.
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Early the next morning, some businessmen came to see Frayavenay off. One by one, exquisite gifts were placed on Frey Avine's carriage by the merchants, and Tofre Avine handed them over to the "Triumpher". The names of the merchants were written on each gift.
However, more businessmen were waiting to see Fray Avine's joke. The proposal to negotiate with the "Triumphers" will only receive support from half of the Hamburg Chamber of Commerce, while the other half will strongly oppose it.
A honey merchant from the opposition party came to the front of Fray Avine's carriage and said sarcastically: "Fray Avine, I wish you success in your negotiations and your success in becoming the pirates' dog."
Freavenet replied with a smile: "Thank you, it is the greatest honor to be the dog of the Triumph. It's not like some wild dogs that bark for a long time without knowing who their master is."
"you……"
The extremely shameless words of Freavinet made the honey merchant speechless for a moment. He shook his head and went back.
Frayavenet watched the honey merchant go away. He knew that this was not an exception. There were countless people in the Hamburg Chamber of Commerce who had the same idea as the honey merchant. A snort came from his nose; "Short-sighted."
He didn't care about the ridicule of the opposition. As long as he negotiates business with the Triumphant, these people will envy him to the point of jealousy.
In this way, Freavinet got on the carriage filled with gifts, escorted by a team of about a hundred guards, and set off towards Stade.
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When Amy arrived at the scene of the incident with a team of people, the sun was almost completely setting on the horizon.
The guards of Freavine were lying on the ground in pieces, all dead. The carriage was still in good condition, but there were two horses missing. Another horse was hit by an arrow and fell in a pool of blood.
Amy rushed to the carriage in panic and opened the curtains.
The scene in the carriage made her sick: Fray Avenet fell on the empty carriage, an ax cut through his left eye, scratched through most of his head and stopped there. Amy could even faintly see what was inside Frey Avine's head.
Blood and unknown liquid covered the walls of the carriage.
"Who did this!"
she asked angrily. But no one could answer her.
Glahid frowned and said: "I'm afraid this matter will eventually be blamed on the King of Sweden. In this way, I'm afraid no businessman will trust the King of Sweden anymore."
Amy's hand clenched tightly.
"I remembered that the people sent by Duke Otto to the village of Brizania were all wearing togas! I was surprised at the time, but now that I think about it, is this also an attempt to frame His Majesty?"
"Based on your description, I'm afraid so."
Glahid noticed that Amy's face began to twitch violently, as if she was trying hard to suppress some emotion that was about to burst out from her heart.
