Ch. 140.2 - Hidden Intentions

Chapter 140.2 Hidden Intentions

The prosperous port city of the Pavran Kingdom-Victoria Harbour.

Silver Deer Prince - Raman Cecil dressed in traditional noble clothing, leaned on the windowsill of the stone castle near the sea while shaking a tall wine glass filled with fragrant red wine. He looked at the seagulls flying over the red sunset in the distance, and a gentle sea breeze blew his shining short silver hair.

While tasting the fine wine, Raman admired the scenery, listened to the sound of waves hitting the reef, and the laughter of the girls from the banquet in the castle. A smile formed at the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself.

"The scenery of Victoria is still so fascinating. It's a pity that I'm just a passerby."

The middle-aged man was peeling an apple in the house, the dagger in his hand danced swiftly between his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, the complete peel fell off the surface of the pulp. If someone picked up the peel, he would find that the width of each section of the peel was exactly the same, as if it was cut using a ruler.

The man heard Raman's whisper, took a bite of the apple in his hand, and spoke casually.

"Victoria Harbour is directly under the royal family. If Your Royal Highness wants to stay, you can write a letter and ask His Majesty to come over as a fief."

The handsome Prince Raman chuckled when he heard this.

"Uncle Hausmann is joking. If I dare to stay in Victoria and not go back, my dear brother would pick me by my collar and pull me back."

The legendary wanderer, Hausmann Campbell, also laughed when he heard the words. If Prince Raman really stayed in Victoria Harbour, the workload of the king would be doubled.

On the continent of Nordhill, there were countless examples of brothers and sisters fighting for the throne.

But there was a rare intimacy and harmony between the Pavran royal family and the Silver Deer Prince-Raman Cecil and his brother-Pavran XVII.

Raman Cecil and Pavran XVII's, since childhood, had been deeply affectionate. After Raman Cecil helped his brother defeat rivals, and sit on the supreme throne, Pavran XVII made his younger brother the prime minister of the kingdom and his right-hand man. Many state affairs were discussed and resolved with his younger brother, so Pavran's folk rumors: The difference between Raman Cecil and the king is just that there is one less throne.

If the incident in the overseas islands were not too difficult and important, King Pavran XVII would not let the Silver Deer Prince take control of the overall situation.

There was a hint of worry in Raman Cecil's deep blue eyes.

"Uncle Hausmann, the white dragon is not easy to deal with. If it is not too tempting, I really don't want to provoke it. If it can be resolved through negotiation and peace this time, it will be best even if it costs more."

The dagger in Hausmann Campbell's hand flickered, and his tone was solemn.

"Yes, it can actually block the sea caller in the ocean and save Pele City. It's incredible, and..."

The unexpected knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Who?"

"Your Royal Highness, Your Excellency Hausmann, this is Peter Hill, and the fast ships are ready."

Prince Raman: "Thank you, General Peter."

A mature man in a navy uniform saluted, "It is my honor to be able to serve you."

The three clippers sailed out of Victoria Harbor, and the murloc nightcrawler among the rocks under the sea opened his eyes.

The senses of the legendary wanderer were so keen, he instantly felt the malice emanating from the murloc, and frowned.

"Your Royal Highness, there are eyes on the bottom of the sea."

Prince Raman chuckled, "Leave aside it for the time being, we are not looking for trouble."

At the same time, Prince Raman's heart became more dignified due to the surveillance in the water. The race of the scout was self-evident, and there was no need to say who the master behind the scout was.

Has Amos started to be alert?

Prince Raman sighed in his heart, feeling the pressure of this mission getting bigger.

...

White Castle.

The white dragon lord got the news that Raman Cecil, the Silver Deer Prince of the Pavran Kingdom, took the legendary rogue, Hausmann Campbell, and sailed towards the White Castle in three fast boats.

Amos didn't know the purpose of the visitor, so he could only wait for the visitor to arrive, and then decide depending on the situation.

In the White Castle’s Hall, Amos received the guests from the Kingdom of Pavran.

Prince Raman bowed slightly to salute the white dragon on the crystal throne.

"Salute to you, Lord of the Thousand Islands, Lord White Dragon-Your Excellency Amos, I have brought the cordial greetings of King Pavran. May you rule forever."

Prince Raman clapped his hands, and a group of human waiters in Chinese clothes came in carrying gifts of all sizes.

Amos felt strange in his heart and said.

"Welcome, Your Royal Highness, and Your Excellency Hausman, I feel the goodwill of the Kingdom of Pavran."

"But as far as I know, there is no intersection between the kingdoms of White Castle and Pavran. I don't know what the purpose is for Your Royal Highness' visit this time?"

The two-headed ogre chief asked someone to accept the gift, put it in the side room, and called two ogre guards, brought two human chairs, and placed them gently behind the Prince Raman and the legendary wanderer for them to sit down.

While the two of them were satisfied, they paid more attention to the white dragon lord by several levels. These ogres tried not to make any noises from beginning to end. They were obviously well-trained ogres. With their low intelligence, training to this level had already explained a lot about Amos.

Prince Raman adjusted his posture.

"This time I took the liberty to visit, mainly to negotiate a deal with Lord Amos."

The white dragon lord had always been very interested in cooperating to make money.

"Oh, what deal?"

"A win-win transaction. Over the years, the overseas archipelago has been gradually developed by Your Excellency Amos, and your partners have made a lot of money. The Kingdom of Pavran also wants to get a share."

"White Castle's foreign trade share has been allocated and the contract has been signed. You are late."

"No, no, no, there is still a place of interest that can be further explored, the goods exported by White Castle to the outside world, there are only three categories, spices, seafood and other specialties, luxury goods represented by pearl jewelry, and all kinds of metal minerals represented by iron ore."

Looking at the White Dragon Lord who was listening, Prince Raman paused and continued.

“The first two are almost wrapped up by the Nine-Eyed Alliance, Pavran naturally does not dare to have any unpleasant thoughts, but the metal minerals are traded to Pavran's sworn enemy - the Lowe Kingdom, for that reason, we should come to fight for it.”

The white dragon lord said, "Unfortunately, it is obvious that the Lowe Kingdom is closer to the White Castle, and the industrial chain is quite mature. So what reason do I have to leave behind a very happy cooperation partner, and look for a faraway kingdom as a trading partner?"

Prince Raman stood up, "Because Pavran has a better plan."

Prince Raman took out a map from his arms and walked towards the white dragon lord, but was blocked by the two-headed ogre chief.

Good aristocratic training made Raman not angry, but instead smiled at Gulgaru, handed the map to the ogre, and then returned to his seat.

The ogre unfolded the map, then Amos took the map.

This was an ordinary detailed map of the overseas islands. At the edge of the map, a small island in the direction of the Pavran Kingdom was specially marked. Apart from that, there was nothing special.

The white dragon lord put the map aside and waited for Prince Raman to follow.

"The Kingdom of Pavran plans to invest in the location of the marked island to build a new city, a military city dominated by the forging industry. Blacksmiths and forging related production materials such as iron ore and other raw materials would be provided by the Kingdom of Pavran. Moreover, the defense work of the guards would be looked at by White Castle, and the ownership of the city also belongs to White Castle."

Prince Raman's words were full of confidence, as if he had seen the scene of him nodding in agreement.

"In this way, Pavran will be closer to White Castle, and White Castle also has its own military industry. There is no need to export bottom-end raw materials, so as to obtain more benefits. The most crucial thing is that the lifeline of weapons and equipment of White Castle's army is henceforth in its own hands."

The existence of the Gray Dwarf City was only known to three white dragons. As long as the white dragons conquered the overseas islands, the Darkforge would appear in front of the world. Therefore, such a city was just icing on the cake and optional.

Amos remained calm.

"So, what is your purpose?"

"First, to separate the enemy from his friends is to weaken the enemy. Second, we want 50% of the city's profits and the right to first purchase the surplus weapons and equipment produced in this city."

The white dragon lord thought in his heart that Prince Raman made sense. Could it be that Baines XXI provided false news? !

If this was the case, then his heart had crooked thoughts.

After thinking slightly, Amos overthrew this idea. Such a low-level lie could not stand the investigation. No matter how stupid the he was, Baines would not lie about it.

Then the greatest possibility was that everything that Prince Raman promised was to conceal his true purpose.

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