Volume 5: Blood War at Sea Dington Chapter 13: Matchmaking

  Freddie's eyes showed appreciation, this man was indeed a swindler, but the swindling was very open and upright, and he was well-informed, eloquent, and had some redeeming qualities.

  Javier said: "It's simple, help me see your uncle."

  "Is that it?"

  "That's it."

  "No problem." Akman nodded: "However, the reward is 20,000 gold coins."

  "What?" At this time, Harlot, who had been eating with Basute, suddenly raised his head: "With a reward of 20,000 gold coins for seeing someone, the other party is Dinithos the Great God?"

  "Dinysos?" Akman raised an eyebrow: "The continent of Mojina? Aren't you people from Veronika?"

  Veronica's universal faith is the God-King Tyrone, who is the main god in Veronica's mythology that created heaven and earth, with a status equivalent to Dinis of the continent of Mojina. Therefore, when Harlot called out Dinis' name directly, Akman guessed their origin.

  Obviously, a qualified swindler should have sharpness, and he is no exception.

  "That's no longer your concern." Javier said: "Deal."

  Seeing him agree so readily, Akerman licked his lips, as if regretting not taking the opportunity to ask for more.

  "He added, 'However, I must declare in advance that my uncle has been bothering me a lot, so the person who introduced you to me is a bit... So I want that much, but it also includes tipping fees. In short, I can arrange for you to meet him, but afterwards, I don't guarantee anything.'"

  Javier smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as we can meet. 20,000 gold coins, not a single cent less."

  "Good!" Akman exclaimed, rising to his feet: "I'll go make arrangements at once."

  He followed him and stretched out his hand to Javier: "Down payment, 5,000 gold coins."

  "You little scamp, don't get too big for your britches!" Harriet exclaimed angrily.

  Javier waved his hand at him and then said to Akerman: "No problem, I can give it to you, but you'd better not cheat me."

  "Of course, rest assured, I never..."

  Before Akman could finish speaking, Raymond cut him off, pointing at Bastet: "She's Bastet, a Catfolk and the best scout among Beastmen. If you dare to deceive us, no matter where you hide, she'll find you and slit your throat."

  "What? Young master, are you calling me?"

  At this time, Bastar, who was eating with his head down, heard Raymond calling his name, puffed out his round cheeks and raised his head, his bewildered eyes looking left and right.

  "Who do you want me to kill? I guarantee he won't survive!"

  Raymond, Ackman:

  "Cough cough, anyway, whether it's worth risking your life for 5,000 gold coins, you'd better think carefully." Raymond said with a dry cough, and finally threatened.

  Of course, thanks to Tobias's luck, this statement doesn't sound as intimidating now.

  After Akman left, Freddy asked Javier: "Do you really believe that guy?"

  Javier retorted: "What about you?"

  "Hmph, I never trust anyone."

  "Scoundrel! That guy is a complete scoundrel, of course you can't trust him!" Harlot still resented Akman for making off with 5,000 gold coins after just a few words.

  "Hehe." Javier smiled: "Whether this person is reliable or a scammer doesn't matter. What matters is whether he can bring me what I want."

  "Besides, even if we get cheated, it's just 5,000 gold coins. But if we can really meet with Gasparde's Minister of Internal Affairs, the help we'll get in the future will be immeasurable. I'm a merchant, and when judging things, I don't use emotions, but risk and return on investment ratio. Clearly, this investment is absolutely worth it."

  "Is it the same with us and Haidington?" Raymond asked suddenly.

  Javier turned his head to look at him, nodding without hesitation: "Of course, we are businessmen. Although we have to follow the constraints of morality, the most basic principle of doing business is that while you bring benefits to the other party, you also need to gain corresponding benefits for yourself. One-sided giving is what philanthropists do."

  "This is Lord Reid's most common saying, Lord Raymond. You'd better get used to our way of doing things." With that, Javier patted Raymond on the shoulder and stood up to leave.

  He took two steps and then turned back: "Also, from the ratio of risk to return, we believe you have great potential, worth making a major investment. So, in the future, we can definitely cooperate happily."

  The next day, under Akman's arrangement, Javier came to the residence of Gaspar's current Minister of Internal Affairs, Braus, accompanied by Raymond and Bastar with 10 soldiers for protection.

  "Mr. Miller, this is the person I was talking about." Akman came to the door and, unlike his carefree demeanor last night, nodded and bowed to an elderly butler-like man.

  The arrogant man glanced at Javier and the old man named Miller said indifferently, "Alright, let him wait for now. When the master is free, I will notify you."

  "Ah, how can this be." Akman said urgently: "Didn't Uncle already agree?" He was very clear that this kind of "wait" was always indefinitely long.

  Miller grunted: "The adults did agree to meet with him, but didn't say when. Wait for it, I have something else to do, excuse me."

  "Wait." Akman hastily pulled him back. He knew that if Miller left like this, it would be a long time before they met again.

  "Please, could you help me inform my uncle, I..."

  While Akman was begging, Javier walked over and extended his hand to Miller: "You're Mr. Miller, right? Nice to meet you, I'm Javier."

  Miller looked at him with a slight disdain, but still stretched out his hand. Just as the two hands clasped together, Miller's expression moved slightly, as if he felt something.

  As soon as their hands parted, Miller glanced at the object in his palm and his face changed color.

  "I have long admired the Minister of Internal Affairs and truly wish to meet him. Please trouble yourself to inform him for me." Javert smiled and handed over a piece of paper: "This contains some humble gifts I've prepared for the Minister, please hand them over to him as well."

  At this time, Miller's attitude had undergone a 180-degree turn. He nodded repeatedly: "Of course, please wait." Then he hurriedly walked into the house.

  Akerman certainly knew what Javier was using, and he said with a greedy tone: "Rather than giving it to that old dead man, I'd rather have it for myself. I could have convinced him..."

  To say that money is efficient is indeed astonishing. In an instant, Miller walked out: "Mr. Braus is delighted to meet you."

  Javier nodded and walked into the house. Raymond was about to follow habitually, but saw Miller's face sternly saying: "The guards can wait outside."

  "Meow! What did you just say?!" Seeing him speak to Raymond like that, the cat girl became enraged.

  "It's all right, Bastiat; we'll wait here." Raymond drew Bastiat back and turned again to the door.

  He knew that his current identity was Javier's guard, so he didn't care about Miller's words. Raymond would never bother with things that weren't worth counting.

  After Javier entered the Braun estate, everyone waited outside. Bascht was a restless person and soon became impatient, either running to the door to take a look or jumping onto the wall to observe, which made the guards of the Braun estate very nervous.

  "Meow, how much longer is he going to take?!" Two hours later, the cat girl, who had completely lost her patience, finally complained loudly.

  "Be patient, it's still early." Raymond sat leisurely at the entrance of the wall root, placing his long sword across his knees, gently tapping it with a self-satisfied expression.

  The longer Javier went in, the more fruitful his meeting with Bras was. From this point of view, he would rather wait a little longer.

  Just then, the crowd suddenly heard a hubbub coming from a shop across the street, followed by a cacophony of curses and shouts.

  Then, a girl suddenly tumbled out of the store, followed by a loud thud, and another round object that looked like a barrel was thrown out.

  The cat girl who was worried about having nothing to do suddenly came to life, staring wide-eyed and perking up her ears, waiting for the excitement.

  The girl was about 12 or 13 years old, with a snowy complexion, a delicate small face, and large blue eyes that were as clear as the sky. Her nose was adorned with a few small freckles, making her look extremely cute. Although her figure had not yet developed any curves, her proportions were good, with long legs and a slender waist, indicating great potential for future development.

  However, at this time, she was a bit sloppy. The girl's blonde hair was tied up in a messy braid behind her head, wearing a dirty long robe, with a large backpack slung over her shoulder, the surface of which depicted a complex magic array.

  At this time, the girl got up, without even bothering to brush off the dust on her robe, and rushed into the store shouting: "Do you know who my grandfather is? Who my mother is? How dare you say that the alchemy products I made are garbage?"

  At this time, several men walked out of the store, one of whom laughed loudly: "I don't care who you are, little girl. You want to learn from others and become an alchemist? Wait until hair grows on your face before talking about it."

  Several others immediately snickered with lustful smiles.

  The girl suddenly realized: "So you guys said you wanted to buy my stuff, just to trick me!"

  The man burst out laughing: "I'm bored, I was just teasing you anyway?"

  The girl clenched her small fist and waved it at several people: "I'm getting angry."

  The man burst out laughing: "Haha, what can you do? Come and bite me?"

  "Ah choo!"

  But then, with the girl's loud cry, the cylindrical thing on the ground suddenly emitted a strange noise, and then actually stretched out two hand-like things from both sides, and stood up with a push on the ground.

  It wasn't until now that I saw clearly, and this thing actually had five senses on it, with a nose, eyes, mouth, and all, just made in a rather abstract way. However, it can be confirmed that this thing has a front side, and it's obviously not just a simple bucket.

  "What the heck is this thing?"

  "Get them!" The girl pointed at several men.

  Then I heard that strange thing make a dripping sound, and suddenly a blue crystal stone emerged from the right eye area.

  Countless electric currents shot towards the few men. Along with a miserable cry, the men who were proud and arrogant just a moment before, all had their hair standing on end, their entire bodies charred black, trembling uncontrollably as they lay on the ground.

  "Hmph, this is what you get for asking for it." The girl made a face at several men and then said: "ā Tǔ, run quickly."

  As the girl spoke, a strange object suddenly extended a set of wheels from underneath it and slid along behind her, disappearing in an instant.

  "What...what's going on?"

  It wasn't until quite some time later that Raymond and Barbara came to, looking at the several charred pigs who were down on their luck. The two of them exchanged a glance, with only one thought in mind.

  There are indeed many strange things in this place...

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