Chapter 6: Pointed Swords Face to Face

  Just as Duke Charles was at a loss for how to react, Javier burst out laughing and took the initiative to greet: "Is Vice President Lorran referring to our Chamber of Commerce?"

  Luo Lan snorted: "Sneaking into someone else's home and trying to steal something that belongs to them, what is this if not thievery?"

  As a deputy speaker, however, he was merciless in verbal sparring matches and it has to be said that Luo Lan's magnanimity left much to be desired.

  Javier hadn't even had a chance to respond when Raymond suddenly said, "Who decided that all the trade routes on the entire continent belong to you? You call us thieves, but what are those guys who indulge in fantasies all day?"

  "You..."

  Raymond's words enraged Loran: "We Ravi are a nation on the continent of Veronica, what qualifications do you outsiders have to compete with us for trade routes?"

  "Ha! This is the most ridiculous statement I've ever heard. Trade routes are not land, they're intangible and have no physical form, just like money in circulation. Whoever grasps them, they belong to that person."

  "Are you saying that if someone wants to buy goods from Lowell's store, you can actually stop him from paying? If so, then we are indeed at a disadvantage."

  Raymond is normally easy-going and has never had much interest in meaningless verbal disputes, but if he really wants to provoke someone, he has a talent that has been passed down to him.

  As expected, Raymond's series of blows came down, and Loran was so angry that his face turned bright red. For a moment, he couldn't find any words to retort, and involuntarily revealed an enraged expression.

  At this time, Deneke, who had been silent all along, suddenly stared at Raymond and said, "What should we call this gentleman?"

  "My name is Raymond." Raymond also took a look at him, for some reason, he always felt that this person seemed to have seen somewhere.

  "Raymond?" Deneck's eyes sparkled: "It's really you."

  "Raymond." Lorain also reacted: "It was you, along with that woman named Charlotte, who stole our Federation's cities of Haidington and Auston."

  "Really?" Raymond said with feigned puzzlement: "But as far as I know, it was the two cities that issued a statement requesting to withdraw from your federation."

  "Without your deception, how could those two cities betray us?" Luo Lan said.

  He turned to the Duke of Marlborough and said, "Your Excellency, you see, these people come to our continent under the guise of doing business, but in fact they are occupying our land, so we cannot trust these despicable guys."

  At this time, Freddy said coldly: "Since you say we bewitched Charlotte, can you explain the things mentioned in Haddington's statement?"

  "Where did the bandits who have been rampaging outside Heidong City for nearly a year come from? Why, when Heidong City has repeatedly asked for help, have you all remained unmoved? And who was it that incited the three Heidong City commissioners to rebel?"

  "That announcement has spread throughout the entire continent, you won't say that we are also lying about this, will you?"

  Haidington's withdrawal from the Lavi Federation was originally a small matter, but Luo Lan took it out to attack people like Raymond. Now, Freddy uses his son's spear to shield himself, immediately leaving Luo Lan speechless.

  At this time, Deneke said to Lorain: "Sir, don't bother with these people. Even if the scoundrels can be proud for a while, they will eventually escape the punishment of justice."

  Raymond smiled: "I don't think so, because sometimes 'small fries' can also make big shots suffer greatly."

  But little did he know that Raymond's casual retort would make Deneck's eyes flash with an extremely deep hatred, as if the words had reminded him of some unpleasant memories.

  In that instant, a thread of crimson flashed across Deneke's white eyes, and his face also turned a terrifying greyish-white in an instant, but it was fleeting, and he recovered to normal in the blink of an eye, making one wonder if they had seen wrongly.

  Just as Raymond was wondering if what had just happened was his own illusion, a voice suddenly came: "Oh, interesting, you can actually see each other here too."

  The voice was extremely familiar. Raymond couldn't help but turn his head to investigate the sudden change in Dirk, and indeed it was Dirk's "Crazy Prince", Reinhard.

  Seeing Raymond and the others, Reynard showed a look of surprise. He sauntered over in their direction, ignoring several nobles who tried to stop him for conversation.

  The Duke of Marlborough also saw him, and his face changed color. This is not surprising, as Dirk had always been ambitious towards Gaspard, and the prince who often made crazy moves was even more troublesome for him.

  He composed himself quickly and Charlie Duke put on a smiling face: "Lord Reynard, do you know these people too?"

  "Ah, we can't say we're acquainted, but I did see you this morning." Leonard casually waved his hand in response to the Duke of Charl's fawning.

  As he spoke, he walked up to the three people in front of Raymond and said with great interest: "Although those half-human horses intervened, Beren couldn't kill you, which is a bit beyond my expectations...and you can even mix in here...if you don't mind, can you tell me what kind of people you are?"

  He spoke of daytime murder and silencing in a crowded hall, and now he was asking about the identities of Raymond and others simply because their excellent performance had piqued Reynard's curiosity. The prince's actions were indeed impossible to measure with ordinary logic.

  The first time Freddie came into contact with Renard, he quietly observed his opponent. Knowing it was best to let Javier handle the situation, Raymond also remained silent.

  Although he was almost killed by Renard's casual remark during the day, Javier showed no signs of resentment and said calmly: "I am Javier, a representative of Lovell Chamber of Commerce."

  "Lowell Chamber of Commerce?" Reynard raised an eyebrow: "That merchant association from the continent of Mojia?"

  "They're just a group of despicable thieves." Lorran said in a low voice.

  Compared with military threats, the Lavi'ete Federation apparently prefers to regard those who threaten their trade as mortal enemies.

  "Is that so? I thought 'despicable' was a synonym for all businessmen." Reynard asked with feigned surprise.

  Knowing that she had made a fool of herself, Loran's face turned ugly and she hummed a sound, no longer speaking. Judging from the situation, it seemed that Reynard had a considerable conflict with Raymond's side, so he naturally welcomed the clash between the two sides.

  "It was an accident, Your Highness. We didn't know the girl and had no intention of offending you, so the whole thing is actually..." Javier hastily began to explain.

  "Is that so." Renard muttered, then nodded and said: "Alright, I understand."

  "What? Really?" Javier was taken aback, hardly daring to believe he had agreed so readily.

  "Of course." Reynard said nonchalantly, "I didn't think you'd be able to do anything anyway, it was just a precaution. But since you weren't killed by Belen, that's fine, I'm very busy."

  Even after learning it was a misunderstanding, Leonard still didn't show any remorse. It seemed that in his eyes, if Raymond and the others were mistakenly killed, they could only blame their bad luck, as for himself, those insignificant people weren't worth paying attention to.

  Perhaps this casual attitude of treating others' lives as dispensable is the source of Reynard's arrogant nature. As a result, even Old Dao's Javier was stunned and speechless for a moment, unsure of what to say.

  Compared to Raymond and others, the Duke of Charlus and Lorrain did not show much reaction to Renard's words. They were only dissatisfied with Renard's arrogance, but they didn't think it was inappropriate for him to despise the innocent lives of ordinary people.

  "Hmph, noble." Freddy said with a barely audible mocking tone.

  "Besides, with your words, you can properly teach a lesson to these guys who only have money in their eyes, what's not to be happy about? At this time, Reynard suddenly pointed at Loran and Deneck: "I heard about the incident of the Ravite Federation last time, well done, that's how it should be for these guys."

  It never occurred to him that Reynard would suddenly turn the spearhead towards his own side, and even sarcastically use Hayden's affairs. Lorran snorted in anger: "Your Highness, do you really agree with these outsiders doing whatever they want on our land?"

  "What can't be done?" Reynard's hands spread in surprise: "This world was originally who has the ability, who should get more things, whether it is wealth, power, or land."

  "What a pity, now there are too many incompetent people occupying things that don't belong to them, this is truly the sorrow of the gods."

  "What do you mean by that, Your Highness?" Lorran asked with a gloomy face.

  "Isn't that so?" Reynard shook his head and said, "For example, a group of merchants who are only interested in making profits, they occupy such a large piece of land and claim it as their own; this country under my feet is also being held by the incompetent; the Gordana Plains, what a vast and beautiful place, has fallen into the hands of barbarians and beastmen."

  "Ah, there are too many, really too many. Guys like this should be fewer in number. Then, the continent will become a better place."

  Renard's words can be said to have ridiculed the three countries of Lavieth Trade Federation, Gaspar Kingdom and Godan Prairie Alliance in one go, and it was done right in front of them. Is this person arrogant or simply lacking in common sense? It's really hard to tell.

  However, Raymond noticed that when Renard said those words, his expression was as arrogant as usual, but only his eyes had lost their arrogance and were filled with a rare clarity.

  It can be seen that when he said this, it was not because of his usual arrogance, but rather a revelation from the deepest part of his heart.

  Unlike the Duke of Charles, Freddie's eyes lit up when he heard Renard's words. This was tailor-made for someone with a humble background, talented but unfulfilled and full of ambition.

  It seems that this "crazy prince" is not just a one-trick pony, and beneath his outward appearance, he may have another unexpected side to him.

  "Are you referring to us, Lord Reynard?" Even Charles, Duke of Chaulieu, who was known for his good breeding, could not help but ask.

  Reynard hadn't spoken yet when a thunderous laughter suddenly burst out: "Hahaha, Dirk's dog prince, we meet again."

  The voice was so loud that it almost completely drowned out the murmur of the entire banquet hall in an instant. For a moment, almost everyone's eyes turned to look at the speaker.

  He was a tall and robust old man, with a height of over 2 meters, thick bones, strong muscles, and from afar, he looked like an iron tower, standing out among the weak and feeble nobles around him.

  The old man was not dressed in a suit like others, but instead wore a fur-lined cloak and exposed his robust right arm. On the skin outside, you could see intricate tattoos with complex patterns. This outfit, which was completely different from that of the nobles, clearly and unmistakably indicated the old man's identity.

  "He is the chief of the Gudel tribe," said Duke Charles.

  This old man is the representative of this time's Gordan Prairie Alliance, the chief of the Wind Wolf tribe, Guder.

  It seems that wherever there are Dirks, there will be a Gordian Plain full of anger.

  Striding with large steps, Goodell walked in this direction, his eyes fixed on Reynard all the time. Knowing the grudges between the two countries, the nobles on the road made way for him one after another.

  Facing Gudel's gaze that seemed to want to kill him, Reinhardt was calm and composed. He even greeted him: "Tribe leader, so you've been worried about me all along."

  "Hmph, of course." Goodell grumbled: "It's all thanks to you that our grasslands are what they are today. Before I die, I will never forget this 'favor'."

  The hostility in these words is as clear as day, if the previous conflict between Reynard and the Duke of Lorraine had a veneer of civilization, then Gudel's appearance was like sparks flying everywhere, showing how much the hatred between the two sides has intensified.

  "Haha, what a coincidence, we just happened to be discussing..." Reynard said.

  He was afraid that he would mention the previous remarks, and the impulsive Goodell heard it, and it might not be just anger. Duke Charlie hurriedly said: "Goodell, you're just in time, Lord Lorain has been waiting for you for a long time."

  Lavite Federation and Gordana Prairie are in an alliance. Seeing Lorain, Guder's face turned slightly pale: "Vice Chairman, hello, the supplies for this winter, please..."

  "The chief needn't worry, the supplies your country lacks for winter, we will organize a merchant team to send them as soon as possible." Lorran said before he could finish.

  Blessed by Raynard, the already fragile economic system of the Gordian Plains Alliance almost collapsed. Now, to a large extent, all kinds of necessary materials need to be supported by the Ravite Federation, this ally.

  Goodall nodded gratefully, and at this moment, he suddenly saw Raymond and his two companions, and couldn't help but ask: "Who are they?"

  "Hello, Chief. I am Javier, representing the Lowell Trade Association." Javier had to introduce himself once again: "These two are Raymond and Freddy."

  Present were heavyweight figures from various countries on the Veronica Continent, a rare opportunity, so even if it took a few more times, this businessman would probably be delighted.

  "Lowell Chamber?" Goodale exclaimed: "Why, those are the people Tavener was telling about."

  "Mr. Taverner has already told you." Javier said gratefully: "Thanks to his help, we..."

  As he said this, he suddenly remembered that Reynard was right beside him, and the words that followed became difficult to utter.

  Noticing Javier's concern, Goodell snorted: "I've already heard from Tavern what happened. Hmm, don't worry, Lord Reynard never felt ashamed of what he did."

  Apparently not hearing the sarcasm in his words, Reynard still wore a smile, lost in thought.