From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 391 Agency
Bang! !

There was another gunshot.

A royal guard was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

Snap, clack.

Amid the dense and rapid footsteps, a large number of guards surrounded the old King Levan, Gilan and the members of the envoy group and protected them.

Half of them were armed with swords and shields, while the other half were equipped with older style firearms.

Bang! !

Gunfire rang out again.

With a ding sound, a guard in front of Jilan was shaken and the shield in his hand was pierced.

Fortunately, the bullet deflected and created a spark on the ground.

"Protect His Majesty and get him out of here!"

The captain of the guard roared.

Immediately afterwards, Jilan and others were surrounded and quickly left the open space in the factory park and headed outside.

There were continuous loud bangs of gunfire.

It seemed that the assassin hiding in the dark was unwilling to let them go like this.

However, after the failure of the first shot, the royal guards reacted and protected the old king, Gilan and others very well. No matter how many bullets came, at most they only penetrated the guards' shields and could not hurt the important people at all.

"Damn it!"

On the rooftop of a high-rise building in the corner of the factory park, a dark-skinned man with an unshaven beard and a turban cursed.

He was still wearing the factory's gray uniform and looked like an honest technical worker.

But his movements as he knelt beside the guardrail were very experienced, with a wooden-stock sniper rifle in his hand, and he observed through the scope that the imperial envoys were gradually going away.

The man knew that the chance to assassinate had been missed, so he could only stand up in anger. He disassembled the buttstock of the sniper rifle and stuffed it into the suitcase along with the gun.

Immediately, he fled quickly with his suitcase.

He quickly ran down the corridor, his mind flashing back to the scene just now.

"That Imperial... is so scary!"

The man was frightened and sweat broke out on his forehead.

As one of the best snipers in the revolutionary army, he is extremely confident in his marksmanship.

But the bullet from the sniper shot that was supposed to kill was caught by the opponent with his bare hands... In the past, he would have regarded this kind of bizarre thing as a joke.

But after seeing it with his own eyes, his cognition seemed to be smashed by an invisible sledgehammer, becoming extremely messy and even shattered at this moment.

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After a while.

Under layers of protection, the convoy returned safely to the Dasiwal Palace.

The old king Levan had a gloomy face throughout the whole conversation except for forcing a smile when talking to Gilan.

He was filled with anger at the attack and fear that the assassination might become a major diplomatic incident.

After returning to the palace, the first thing Levan did was to send a large number of people to hunt down the mysterious assassin in the factory. At the same time, he temporarily blocked the news that the Imperial Foreign Minister was attacked in Dashival.

Jilan and the members of the envoy group stayed in the guest room of the royal palace, and everyone had a bad look on their faces.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Secretary Lanise and assistant Moody came forward together and asked Gillan cautiously.

Just now, they did not notice the assassination at first, and only reacted when they heard the gunshots.

At this moment, everyone just felt scared.

If Commander Gilan encounters an accident in Fossaka, it will be a major loss for both the Empire and Fossaka.

Moreover, subsequent developments will also produce a serious butterfly effect...

Fosaka, who was about to take sides, will not only fail to get economic and technical assistance, but may also be liquidated by the empire!

As for the members of the accompanying envoy group, most of them will be punished and dismissed after returning to their country!
Fortunately, Commander Gilan shook his head and said everything was fine.

The other messengers did not see it clearly at the time, but Lanis and Moody witnessed with their own eyes the scene of their commander catching the sniper bullet with his bare hands.

Although they knew that the commander had another identity, he was the head of the Special Operations Group 2 of the mysterious Investigation Committee and possessed mysterious and powerful personal force.

But knowing is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another. Even now, I am still shocked.

"Sir, I'm glad you're okay..."

Lanis let out a long breath, then her face turned cold and she said in a deep voice:

"But the Fosaka royal family must give you an explanation for this matter. Otherwise, we, on behalf of the face of the empire, will never let it go."

"Yeah." Gilan smiled and waved his hand. "But don't be too angry. This is not the fault of the Fosaka royal family. Everything in the world has two sides. My assassination is not just a bad thing... Levan is not a fool. I believe he will reconsider the conditions I proposed."

"Perhaps, I should thank the assassin?"

Lanis and Moody were shocked to see the officer smiling, as if the person who was sniped just now was not him at all.

What made the two men admire him even more was that the commander's perspective on the issue was completely different from theirs... He actually believed that the appearance of the assassin would make Fossaka's side feel in the wrong and thus compromise in the negotiations.

Of course, all of this stems from Chief Gillan's immense self-confidence and strength. Otherwise, the outcome would have been decided the moment the assassin pulled the trigger.

pat pat pat.

Soon, the old king, dressed in a white robe, walked quickly into the huge guest room hall.

Behind him, many members of the royal family followed.

Their expressions were solemn, even mixed with a hint of fear.

The Empire's Foreign Minister was assassinated in Fosaka. If this matter is not handled properly, it will be a disaster for them!
They can't bear the wrath of the empire!

"Mr. Gilan." Lewan strode up to the purple-eyed young man, touched his chest and bowed apologetically. His wrinkled old face looked quite haggard.

"I have sent people to capture the assassin. After some interrogation, I learned that he is a member of the revolutionary army, lurking in the factory area disguised as a worker..."

"Originally, his target was me, but the arrival of you and the envoys made the Revolutionary Army change their minds, so he received the order to assassinate you."

"Fortunately, you are safe, otherwise..."

The old king Levan looked grim.

Gilan had a calm expression and said nothing.

Before setting off, he received information from the white gull Alevia during a meeting in his dream.

The "White Dove Tower" has been active recently. Except for the two members of the "Sonnet" who have been killed by him, the fifth and ninth doves, the remaining twelve members have been sent out to lurk in various neutral small countries to provoke wars and try to usurp power.

At present, whether it is the disputes among the western countries or the revolutionary army within the Kingdom of Fosaka, Jilan has doubts about it.

"Since the assassin is a member of the Revolutionary Army, then perhaps the White Dove Tower is behind him..."

Gillan narrowed his eyes and thought, "If that's the case, then the reason for assassinating me is very simple... Most likely it was to disrupt this diplomatic event and prevent Fosaka from siding with the Empire."

Seeing his indifferent expression, old King Levan's heart skipped a beat.

He knew he was in the wrong, but out of awe of the Bremen Empire, he mistakenly thought that the purple-eyed young man in front of him was dissatisfied with the Fossaka royal family.

So he gritted his teeth and said solemnly:
"Mr. Gilan, please rest assured that the assassin will be publicly executed in the palace square tomorrow morning. As for the revolutionary army, I have also sent Deputy Commander Kasimu to lead the troops to fight..."

Hearing this, Jilan waved his hand and interrupted:

"I don't care how to deal with the assassin. If the revolutionary army could be defeated so easily, the situation in Fosaka wouldn't have dragged on until today."

He gave a faint smile.

"Your Majesty Levan, I originally had a good impression of Fosaka, but I didn't expect something like this to happen."

"Of course, I also know that this is not what your royal family wants...but since it has already happened, I can't just turn a blind eye."

"I will not watch tomorrow's execution... I will return with the envoys tonight."

Hearing what he said, the old king's expression changed.

Even most of the royal family members behind him looked pale.

They all heard Gillan's subtext.

The foreign minister from the empire was very dissatisfied with the assassination. It seemed that the two countries were not going to continue the cooperation they had planned.

Moreover, after the envoys return, they will definitely inform the Empire of what happened here. By then, Fosaka will probably face reckoning and sanctions.

"Lord Gilan, I beg you to reconsider this."

At this time, a woman from the Fosaka royal family spoke, her tone containing a hint of pleading.

"Yes, Lord Foreign Minister. We promise that we will never let this happen again."

The rest of the royal family pleaded for mercy.

However, all the envoys had blank expressions on their faces. Lanis and Moody even sneered.

The harmonious scene where the two sides had a good conversation at the dinner table seemed to be just an illusion.

"Mr. Gillan, I am willing to accept the conditions you proposed earlier."

At this time, the old king Levan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Not enough..." Gilan said lightly.

Lie Wan was stunned.

He took a deep breath and asked:

"Please tell me what you want."

The other people looked at the young man with purple eyes, not daring to breathe, with nervous expressions on their faces.

Jilan pretended to think, then slowly said:

"It's not a request... but a mutually beneficial proposal. Since Fosaka's industrial level is just starting, I will take the initiative to attract investment for you and help you build more factories and roads."

Upon hearing this, the royal family members looked at each other in bewilderment.

And such a good thing?
The old king Levan said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Gillan, what are your conditions?"

Jilan gave the old man a long look.

"It's very simple. The nine largest business groups in Fosaka must unconditionally obey the Empire's instructions and become the Empire's business agents in Fosaka."

"Nine major groups..."

The old king frowned slightly.

The other members of the royal family discussed in low voices.

This condition is actually not harsh. After all, it does not have any major impact on their royal family.

But they are not sure what the deeper meaning is of Foreign Minister Gilan or the empire behind him.

"The Empire has many light and heavy industrial products that Fosaka does not have... As the saying goes, scarcity makes things valuable. Black market merchants from the Western countries frequently travel back and forth between the borders of the Empire through the important trading town of Bickburg, using cross-border trains, just to purchase goods from there and then sell them to the Western countries at high prices."

Gillan said calmly.

“But if the nine major groups of Fosaka become authorized agents of the Empire, then the unique industrial products in various fields of the Empire will be circulated in the Kingdom of Fosaka in a short time.”

"This will not only bring more economy, jobs and convenience to the people of Fossaka, but it can even make Fossaka the second Bückeburg."

"In this process, the nine major groups can use the wealth they earn to feed back to Fosaka and invest more funds in construction..."

After Gilan's explanation, the royal family members were quite moved.

Even the old King Levan basically agreed with this suggestion in his heart, but he was cautious by nature, so he did not rush to agree.

"Mr. Jilan, all nine groups have become agents of the Empire. Isn't that too much..."

The old king frowned.

He was worried that the young foreign minister might misunderstand him, so after a few words, he quickly added:
"I'm not questioning your good intentions, but this is not conducive to competition. I suggest that we only recruit three agents, and the contract period is one or two years... Each time, the nine major groups and even emerging business groups will be allowed to compete for the agency quota. How do you think?"

Gillan laughed.

In fact, the agency group's suggestion was just a spur-of-the-moment idea, and his deeper intention was just to make it easier to find the whereabouts of "The Legend of the Invincible".

Although Levan was old, he was still clear-headed and wise. His proposal was indeed a better solution, and Gillan did not reject it.

"Well, that's fine." Gilan nodded. "But I won't be staying in Fosaka for too long. I hope to finalize the specific groups for the three agency positions before I leave."

"Please rest assured." The old king said hurriedly. "In the next two days, I will call together the ministers to discuss the specific plan and send a notice to the nine major groups. When their leaders come to Dashival, you will have full authority to decide the number of places."

"Very good." Jilan nodded with a smile.

Seeing his smile, Levan and other members of the royal family breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I am extremely excited about the results.

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Two days later.

An important piece of news from the royal city of Dashival was gradually known to the heads of the nine major groups across the kingdom.

Hearing that the Bremen Empire was going to select three business agency groups in Fossaka to be responsible for the production, transportation and sales of the empire's industrial products, the big businessmen in Fossaka were so excited that they couldn't sleep.

Among the black market brokers who used to cross the border and resell imperial goods, a considerable number belonged to the nine major groups.

However, although this method has high returns, it is also relatively cumbersome and risky. In addition, due to its long cycle and small amount of goods, it cannot become the bulk of the group's income.

But now, the opportunity has come to sell imperial goods openly without worrying about quantity issues!
An opportunity to cling to the Bremen Empire!
A chance to rise!

The arrival of the Empire's Foreign Minister and his envoys seemed to be a ray of hope for these big businessmen!
All of a sudden, the top executives of the nine groups all took action. In order to compete for the three precious spots, they racked their brains and discussed all night long.

In particular, he conducted a thorough study of the Empire's Foreign Minister, Gillan Iros, just to gain his approval...

(End of this chapter)