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Chapter 1236 Chapter 158. Showdown
"How much? None!"

Annan shook his head like a rattle: "Do I look like these things to you?"

"Then I reject Grand Marshal Galkin?"

"That's too inhumane." Annan also refused. "And I didn't say I won't give it to you, I just can't give you that much."

How much is given depends on the daily output of the industrial zone.

"Let Joan send a heavy Wanma to the front line... and send a few reporters over."

The filmed content can be used for promotion and advertising, which should be able to alleviate the dilemma of magic series weapons not being able to sell.

After the liaison officer left, Olmedo asked Annan: "Do you think the Kingdom of Dimon can hold on?"

"It doesn't matter what I say."

"Indeed, it depends on the fighting spirit of the Dimon Kingdom."

"In fact, what the Dimon Kingdom says doesn't count."

Olmedo looked up and Annan shrugged, "The ratmen and demons have the final say."

The Dimon Kingdom is indeed powerful. The disastrous defeat two years ago did not cause it any serious damage, and its high-end combat forces led by Legends were not betrayed. Its overall strength is still stronger than that of the Rekanel Kingdom when Clo first took office.

But it depends on who the enemy is...

The ratmen and demons have been resting in the North for three years. If they get serious, they can conquer the entire kingdom in three days.

The situation in the Kingdom of Dimon is not optimistic, because once the rat-man-demon coalition encounters a wall on the Empire's side, they will probably turn to cause trouble for them... or turn around and step on the cotton pile of Annan in the southwest.

But if the rat-man-demon coalition hadn't run into a wall at the Empire's side... that would be big trouble.

On November 11, which was also the fifth day that the Northern Resistance Corps was resisting the rat tide in Fenris Pass, Annan met Grand Marshal Galkin through the portal.

He is still so fat that he can't fit into a sofa.

Annan smiled enthusiastically, but before he could say anything, Marshal Galkin interrupted him: "Where is my orichalcum musket?"

"Uh... out of stock."

"Then do it!"

"We can't do it. Liberty City has no money. Let's just look at the magic muskets and magic cannons here..."

"Will the kingdom owe you money?"

Marshal Galkin smiled, as if he knew something.

"The kingdom doesn't need my money, but I need Wilhelm's money..." Annan said helplessly, "You don't think the name 'Orichalcum Gun' is a joke, do you?"

The orichalcum musket has a barrel that is actually cast with orichalcum, and is a typical product of "pursuing power without regard for cost".

"That's your business. I just want my orichalcum musket."

Marshal Galkin acted like a rogue and was determined not to give up until he achieved his goal.

In addition to feeling helpless, Annan was also a little happy - finally someone appreciated the value of magic weapons.

"How about I give you some more magic cannons? And it's a bit of a waste to use the orichalcum muskets to fight the rat tide. I'll give you another... another orichalcum cannon and ten solid shells. The rat people will be beaten without a murmur."

Marshal Galkin opened his mouth loudly: "Give me a thousand rounds."

"Who would bargain a hundred times the price?"

"Then how much can you give?"

"We don't have that many shells. We'll send a hundred at most first."

"Not enough, one hundred rounds a day."

"Let me try……"

Why hadn't he noticed before that Marshal Galkin was so greedy?
But everything was done to defend the kingdom, and Annan understood and supported it.

He took the initiative to change the subject: "Can the border still hold up?"

"Wouldn't you be happier if you couldn't hold on?" "I don't understand what you're talking about. By the way, do you still want the magic musket?"

Annan was ready to bargain with Marshal Galkin, but he didn't expect him to sneer and say, "Boy, you don't think you can legitimately take over the kingdom's property by hiding behind and giving away some worthless things, do you?"

"You already know everything..."

Marshal Galkin thought Annan would be embarrassed after his thoughts were exposed. But Annan did not show any embarrassment at all. Instead, he shook his head seriously and said, "If I don't say this, how can the city support me and you unconditionally?"

Grand Marshal Galkin was stunned. He looked into those eyes that were as clear as black gemstones without a trace of impurities and was speechless for a moment.

"The eldest prince told me that the frontline is most in need of food and healing magic scrolls."

Marshal Galkin did not comment, but did not hide the truth: "The food at the pass is enough for three days."

"Got it. I'll have someone deliver the food from Liberty City later. As for the magic scrolls...the mages in the Mage Tower are idle anyway, so let's give them some trouble first."

Marshal Galkin smiled and shook his cheeks. "There are not enough people at the pass. You'd better make bread and soup and send them over."

"No problem." Annan responded to every request.

The portal disappeared before his eyes. Grand Marshal Galkin waved his hand and ordered someone to take the heavy horse away and take good care of it.

He didn't say it on the surface, and even looked a little unhappy, but he had to admit... it felt really good to have an ally who was helping him with all his strength...

When no one was around, Grand Marshal Galkin suddenly laughed and cursed: "Damn the sorcerer's tricks."

……

On the other side, Annan asked his men to prepare what Marshal Galkin needed. As for himself——

"I need to think about Liberty City's next strategic plan..."

Annan was serious. Because as requests for help from the Principality of Keating were sent to all the countries on good terms with them, Minister Froning left Liberty City to seek help everywhere. The intelligence Gale gave him showed that the McKeon ratmen had actually come out in full force. He realized that the ratmen were no longer just "small-scale" like last year.

They really had the idea of ​​encroaching on Middle-earth.

If the kingdom of Dimon and the Principality of Keating were to fall one after another, this war might turn into a turmoil that would sweep across Middle-earth.

"Luo Xi, call Femi over."

Soon, Luo Xi brought Femi. Annan told him to find a hundred elite musketeers from the Hellfire. They would be sent to Fenris Pass, but not to fight the ratmen, but to help the Northern Resistance Corps train musketeers.

"give it to me!"

Fermi walked away from the third floor with powerful steps, leaving Luo Xi looking at Annan sadly.

"Don't look at me like that. The mission of your Guards Corps is to protect Liberty City."

"It doesn't matter if Liberty City has one more or one less of us..."

"Then let me ask you, is your Guards Corps' shooting as accurate as the Hellfire Corps'?"

"Mumble, mumble, mumble..."

"What did you say?"

"I said it's because you are biased and give all the opportunities to them. We can't get any of your love at all..."

Outside the lounge door, the head maid Abby, who came in with a hot drink, turned around and was about to leave.

"return."

The head maid Abby walked in obediently and looked at Annan with sparkling eyes.

"Abby, do you think the Guards Corps will be useful to Liberty City?"

"Well……"

Seeing Losey blinking at her frantically, Abby suddenly understood and gave Losey a look that showed she understood.

"Of course... it's very useful!"

"Oh no..." Luo Xi held her head in pain.

(End of this chapter)