They all call me master.

Chapter 814: Beth's Morning II

Different from the previous cautiousness, it was even a little timid.

Although Peggy's face was gloomy at the moment, her temperament seemed to have changed. There was a hint of coldness in her pea-sized eyes.

It is not only murderous intent, but also a deep feeling from the bottom of my heart...

tyrannical!

That’s right, it’s tyranny!
Greysa had witnessed similar brutality more than once.

In the cells of Neiwan, those guys with twisted mindsets have this sense of brutality.

What is most memorable is that one of the guys bit off the nose of the food delivery guard. Even though people around him were punching and kicking him, the bastard chewed his nose into pieces and swallowed it.

At the time, eleven-year-old Gresa was extremely curious.

He ate it with lettuce and beans.

Not very tasty.

Woody and fishy.

It is far less delicious than roasted pork elbow.

However, since then, he has become obsessed with going to the prison cell.

He liked to see those guys whose hearts were filled with murderous intent and tyranny panic when they saw him.

For this reason, he sometimes doesn't mind changing the menu.

Of course, Peggy was different.

Peggy was not in the cell.

Peggy is in the port of Londohat in Betland.

So, when she saw Peggy return, Grace smiled.

"Peggy, have you thought about it?"

Gresa asked.

"Um!

I agree to your request. After killing Depro and Diliwen, I will give you half of the Port of Longdohat.

When do we start?”

Peggy nodded, the sound coming out completely from between her teeth.

He was still hesitating whether to cooperate with the little lion in front of him.

The third son of Count Beth knew very well how ruthless the little lion in front of him was.

but!

Depro asshole!
'You forced me to do this!'

Peggy roared in her heart.

Such a silent roar echoed in Peggy's ears. Along with such a roar, he seemed to see himself becoming the only heir to the Beth Territory.

Suddenly, the third son of Count Beth couldn't help but get excited.

and……

The heart also becomes hot.

Therefore, the third son of Count Bet did not see the amusement that flashed in Gresa's eyes.

"If there are no delays on the journey, the 'Orient' will appear at Longdohat Port tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I need you to ask the tax officer at the dock to 'embarrass' the 'Orient' a little bit."

The little lion said so.

"To embarrass the Vostok?
This was not part of our previous deal!"

Peggy frowned.

If possible, Peggy absolutely did not want to have a head-on conflict with the Nanlos psychic.

The power displayed by the opponent really made the third son of Count Beth feel panic.

“Before was before.

It's now!
You don't think that what I just said was just talk?
I am just as angry as you are right now."

Gresa said as a matter of course, and then the little lion spread his hands and continued, "I didn't ask you to really embarrass the psychic.

You just need to delay the "Vostok" for half a day or a day on the pretext of investigating contraband.

Our psychic won’t blame the tax collector for welcoming us with a smile.”

Hearing Gresa's explanation, Peggy nodded.

"Ok!"

Peggy didn't hesitate, nor did she refuse.

He knew very well that when he returned, he would no longer be qualified to refuse.

Then, a secret contract was signed.

Peggy leaves.

After rechecking the contract, Gresa put it directly into the second to last drawer on the left side of the desk. This drawer was almost full of similar contracts. The first to last drawer?

It was full ten years ago.

After doing all this, Gresa continued to wait patiently.

About half an hour later——

Diliwen is back.

The second son of the Beth family wore a cloak to conceal his figure and appearance, and walked into the cabin more cautiously than before.

"It's safer here than outside."

Gresa looked at Diliven who walked into the cabin without taking off his hood and immediately laughed.

"Of course, I know.

Just the necessary caution is the key to our success——

Are the terms of the deal you gave me before still in place?"

After Diliwen whispered this, he did not take off his hood but asked directly.

"exist!

I said it!

As long as you need it, Diliwen, this transaction condition will always be there - kill Depro, you will get the inheritance right of Beth Territory, and I will get trade convenience.

When you truly take control of Betland, I will own half of Londohat Port."

The little lion answered with certainty.

"Well!
We sign a contract!"

Diliwen said immediately.

However, the little lion smiled and waved his hands.

"Before signing the contract, Diliwen, can you promise me one thing?"

"what's up?"

Diliwen became alert and lowered his voice unconsciously.

"I need to prevent the 'Orient' from getting any supplies in the port of Londohat, even if it's just a glass of water or a piece of bread!"

The little lion said viciously.

After hearing these words, Diliwen immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The second son of Count Beth was originally worried that Gresa would make some impossible demands, but he did not expect that it was just a supply problem.

Although it might cause some unhappiness to the Nanlos psychic, there is no need to worry as long as it is done properly.

Thinking of this, Count Bet's second son immediately nodded.

"no problem."

After that, another secret contract was signed.

The contract was still in the second to last drawer on the left side of the desk.

Diliwen left carefully, just as carefully as he came.

The second son of Count Beth thought that no one would discover him.

In fact, the same is true.

The stealth skills of the second son of Count Bet are extremely outstanding, and combined with the coordination with the props on his body, he has truly reached the expert level.

but……

DePro still knew it!

Graysa Hamlet held a communication crystal in her hand and said in a joking tone -

"Your two brothers wish you were dead!"

"Oh, they both thought they had encountered an opportunity to change their destiny, but they never thought that this opportunity was specially given to them by me - my partner, I believe you must have arranged everything."

Count Bert's eldest son looked confident of victory.

"certainly!
They would come into conflict with the medium and be killed - I believe that even the most kind-hearted people would become angry when faced with repeated provocations.

And then, the people you place among the civilians can take action.”

Gresa said with a smile.

"Then let's see their final performance - according to the agreement, your caravan will be tax-free at Longdohat Port from now on."

With that, the communication stone went out.

And a meaningful smile appeared on Gresa's face.

Why did he stop at Longdohat Port? Why didn't he go directly back to the inner bay?

Isn't it just for this moment?

He doesn't have the time to play games with Count Bert's three sons!

What tax-free, what half-off!
What he wants is the entire Port of Londohat!
He wants it all!
(End of this chapter)