Is There Something Wrong with You, Lord?

  Chapter 140 The price increase and charges are also cleverly established

   "How's the loss?" Feralas Fanxing looked gloomy. There had just been a rebellion in his city.

   The group of mud-legged people who called themselves the White Horse Club did not know what channel they went through, but they were able to buy a new type of arms from the Red Wind Territory, a special kind of puppet beast-type people combined with foreign countries.

   is a product that the red wind collar has just launched. It is extremely powerful and is called the licker.

   "The Baiju Club has all been wiped out, but we have also suffered serious losses. This time the loss is estimated." The old butler on the side reported truthfully.

Hearing this loss, Feralas's expression became more and more difficult to look: "Go to the red wind collar, they must give an explanation, and they dare to sell arms to these mud-legged people without permission, and they must pay for this loss. "

   "Sir, this may be a warning to us from Hongfeng. Just yesterday, they adjusted our purchase price and service fee, which increased by at least ten times." The old housekeeper said.

   These words made Feralas' anger well up in his heart: "How dare he dare to this group of pig-like god-given lords!!!"

   The old butler didn't speak, he just let Feralas vent and scolded, but Feralas didn't dare to do it at all. If he really wanted to do it, even if he was ten times stronger, he would not be an opponent.

   No matter how strong, can the headquarters of the Silver Star Alliance be as strong? Nothing but incompetent rage.

After    vented, Feralas finally calmed down: "What's the reason for the price increase?"

"The raw materials have been robbed by the god-sent lords of the foreign land. It is estimated that it will take ten years to return to normal, and it is also announced that the price will continue to increase. If we don't want it, the Red Wind lord will not lack the sales of our people, and we can supply all of them. Dragon Emperor, the real Dragon Emperor is willing to buy it at a price that is 10% higher than the market price."

   Feralas' calm mentality was messed up again.

   "Hu~buy, ask them if the licker sells it." Feralas finally suppressed the anger in his heart and chose to buy.

   He wasn't stupid either. He naturally knew that what happened to the White Horse Club this time was a disgrace to him by the other party. He had to know that the arms produced by Hong Fengling were not cheap.

"Selling, it's just expensive, but there is one more thing, the red wind leader suspects that someone has sold them this time, so all customers have to pay a deposit, which determines the amount of arms they sell. The other side's arms will be limited in quantity." The old butler continued.

   These words almost made Feralas angry, and now he is not carrying money behind his back? Such blatant people are not afraid of everyone boycotting it. Oh, I am not afraid. If they don't buy it, the Red Wind Leader will probably sell the arms to their hostile forces or some rebel forces in the territory at a low price.

   Nausea is really disgusting, now it just hurts from being beaten, if I don’t buy it in the future, I might die.

   "Come on! The merchants with the red wind collar are even more abhorrent than the vampires of the undead race." Feralas gritted his teeth and said, he worked so hard to collect money, but he had to give it to someone else to exchange weapons. What's the difference between this and paying protection fees?

   He knows that although the name is called the deposit, it is actually impossible to return it, and now that he has started, he will collect money from time to time in the future.

   If it was before, Feralas would not necessarily be threatened, but now it is different, the strength of the red wind collar is really strong.

   As for using these arms to fight against the Red Wind Leader, let's forget it. The opponent is said to be Tier 4, but the real combat power is about Tier 5.

   is now a group of people at the top of the magic continent, unless other lords take action, otherwise the gods will not be able to ask for benefits in the past.

   It is impossible for any gods to be willing to help them out. This is not a big deal for the gods, and the gods never care about them.

   "One more thing, Hong Fengling will impose 12 related taxes such as tariffs, commercial taxes, etc., we."

   "You bastard, give it to this group of bastards." Feralas knew that if this didn't satisfy the other party, then he would be unlucky.

   Spend money to eliminate the disaster, now the other party has not torn his face, which is actually quite good.

   If his face is really torn, he probably can only go to the real dragon and the emperor, otherwise, the whole city will become a ruby ​​city like the Silver Star City at some point.

   He looked at the price list, and the other party was considered to be measured in his actions. The combination of these resources, gold coins, etc. made him aching, but it was not too much to lose.

   It can be said that he has firmly grasped his psychology.

   Really want to tear up with the red wind collar for such a little thing, no matter how you look at it, it's not worth it, politics, learning to compromise is very important.

   And it wasn't him who suffered such unfortunate things alone. In fact, he really wanted to see the end of some forces that were reluctant to obey. Who wouldn't like to watch the fun?

   He estimated that if someone did not pay, not only would the arms business be cut off, but he might even support the enemy forces to replace them.

   That is, people play with him according to the rules. If they don't play with him according to the rules, the end can be estimated that the whole family will become a ruby ​​statue.

   Feralas went to the headquarters of the Silver Star Alliance to see it, and that scene made him unforgettable to this day.

   Therefore, for him, if he can not sin, then he will not sin.

   "Why wasn't the Red Wind Territory destroyed by these foreign lords?" Feralas said with regret in his tone.

   He couldn't do it, so he could only rely on the lords of other servers.

   As for what would happen to me without the red wind collar? In his eyes, it is nothing more than continuing to be the Grand Duke. The kingdom has changed so many times, but the name of his family has never been broken.

   Even he thought about it, maybe the lords of the exotic land are not like these god-given lords from the magic continent, but maybe they are friendly to them.

   "Sir, don't say such things. If the mad dogs in the red wind collar find out, the consequences will be serious." The old butler reminded.

   said the word mad dog, Feralas, the star-studded prince, couldn't help but change his face slightly, that group of monsters was really terrible.

   "I see, the weird thing, how's it going?" Feralas asked.

   As for spirit monsters, before Qin Muye appeared, no one cared at all, but after Qin Muye came, spirit monsters became much more popular.

   A powerful man like Feralas naturally wanted to re-enact it, so he also secretly hired a mage to transform it.

   "It's not optimistic," said the old housekeeper.

   The weak spirits have long been eliminated, so there are not many left.

   What's more, the raw materials are garden elves. This behavior is like exchanging gold for pebbles. They are not God-given lords and can be recruited from troop buildings. Each elves needs a garden elves, and the cost is quite large.

   In the end, Feralas was helpless: "Damn!"

   "Wait, if we can capture a red-collared spirit, then"

"My lord, I advise you to give up this idea. The power of the Red Wind Collar is level 4. Unless you can ask the existence of level 5 to make a move, it is impossible to catch it, and if you ask for level 5, this battle will not be possible. The movement will not be small." The old butler said expressionlessly.

   This kind of thing is not something he can think of alone, but this group of monsters generally do not go out, and they go out in groups, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, and it is like a deadly fight.

  As the Grand Duke, he has inexhaustible glory and wealth, and he has nothing to do with a group of mad dogs.

   You can’t beat you, you don’t dare to scold you, and the other party doesn’t care about your reputation. As for conspiracy and tricks, forget it, and it’s no good to win.

   "Forget it, let's go." Feralas also had a big head, and he was also muttering in his heart. If he had known that he would not be arguing at the beginning, it would be better to send some people over to mix it up.

   I thought that the other party was dead, but it didn't, but instead made myself a big loss.

   But the matter has already passed, no matter how much you think about it, it is useless. Now that you explain it, the other party will not tear up with him, and will only blame him.

   As for why no one wants to give help in the snow? It's not because the other party made too much money, thinking that after the defeat of the Red Wind Leader, he took over the other party's business and made a lot of money. For the aboriginal forces, it's too late for them to be happy after the death of the God-given Lord. How could it be possible? go to the rescue.

They are eager to let all the lords of the foreign land settle in. Maybe the lords of the foreign land can govern the entire magical continent with them like the former mages and priests, instead of being domineering like the local god-given lords, constantly nibbling away their Interests and territory, which makes these forces very contradictory.

   (end of this chapter)