Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

The crowd in the audience was furious, but Wuming's mood was stable:

Everyone, calm down. I know what you are thinking. Please don't worry. The store will definitely compensate you, ten times the compensation!

The nameless and loud declaration of compensation shocked everyone, and people were a little unconvinced:

Ten times? Is that true?

Of course it's true. Wuming was convinced, We promise to compensate you tenfold for your losses.

He took out a gold coin with a bald head on the front and a pattern like a solar eclipse on the north:

This is the voucher I give you. This is our store's coupon. One gold coin is worth one thousand runes.

How can we reach Rune? the warriors asked.

Oh, that's it. You can spend as much as you like in my store until all your losses are repaid. Wuming added, You can use one coupon like this for every ten thousand runes you spend.

The warriors lowered their heads and counted on their fingers for a while, then continued to throw things on the stage:

Do you think we are stupid?

Wuming was hit everywhere and was hiding. It took him a long time to lower his voice. He said:

As for the money, I've already spent it, and I can't pay you back anyway.

Everyone was angry when they heard that cry, and some long-range weapons were already ready to attack Wuming.

Everyone, everyone. Wuming pressed his hands to signal people to be quiet, I know what you are thinking, but you have misunderstood me.

Wuming said sincerely: I am here to help you challenge Latarn better.

Wuming pointed to a soldier who always received his prayers and protection before a battle:

Wasn't my service good?

The soldier hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

Wu Ming's service is indeed very good, but he always feels that he is being deceived by saying so.

This is not the same thing at all! Someone with a smart mind exposed Wuming's words, Your service is good, and it has nothing to do with you cheating us.

Wuming is still very calm:

Fellow warriors, let me ask you, what is your purpose for participating in the festival?

Purpose?

The warriors looked at each other.

For knights, fighting is everything.

Participate in battles and gain glory, as well as the awards, wealth, and status that come with it...

This is a custom that has been passed down since ancient times.

It is a way of life that King Gefulei personally pioneered and advocated.

The fact that the arena still exists in Galid is proof of this custom.

It’s so self-explanatory, why should we mention the purpose?

It was so obvious that the warriors didn't know how to explain it for a while.

It's been like this since our ancestors anyway. The warriors chose Tuogu to stand for themselves.

Neferi obviously knew her purpose better and shouted: I want to challenge the strongest demigod, prove my strength and gain glory!

This sound immediately received the nods of approval from many warriors. This statement seems both brave and glorious.

Then have you ever beaten Latarn? Wuming asked.

This question stung the hearts of the warriors present, and they became even more noisy.

If you didn't treat Latarn, we would have won long ago! Someone was dissatisfied.

Is it honorable to win in a wheel battle like this? Wuming asked again, Then the last person who defeats Latarn will get the glory of the festival, or will everyone share this glory?

The warriors finally fell silent.

There is no doubt that today's crusade against Latan is not like a festival.

It's more like miners preparing to dig a tunnel.

Seeing the silence of the warriors, Wuming became more eloquent and aggressive:

Many of the people here came from behind. Let me ask you, without us hanging on to Latarn's life, would you still have a chance to see Latarn? Would you still have a chance to feel the power of this most powerful demigod? When you brag to future generations, you can all say that you have seen the most powerful demigod in his heyday, instead of killing a useless man who is dying in his old age.

This isn't the heyday, is it? Neferi said, And why do you want to hide it from us?

That's right! Wuming said, Latan is indeed not in his prime, so what I'm doing is to recover him and restore him to the form of the strongest demigod during the Broken War! Reproduce Broken Star's feats!

Wuming's powerful speech suppressed the audience. Seeing the silence in the audience, he smiled with satisfaction.

Although Patch and Jielian both said that Latarn was a thorn in the eyes of many forces, Wuming didn't see it that way - in Wuming's eyes, Latarn was a cash cow. So even if it was really a thorn in his side, Wuming would have to pull it out.

Wuming analyzed the composition of the people who gathered in front of the stage.

The warriors headed by Neferi and Alexander were eager for battle and glory, and they could get by with the promise of stronger enemies and higher glory.

People like Rogel and Tragus are more of a part of the fun. Tragus even stays here just to help other warriors defeat Latarn. Such people don't need to care. As long as the wind direction changes, they will change accordingly.

And for Blazer and the Stargazers...

Sure enough, Blaze, the Stargazers, and many warriors still refused to give up.

Blazer frowned: You want to save Latarn? We are partners. Do you know that Latarn has hindered the development of stargazing?

Stargazers immediately responded.

Wuming calmly said: Ask, how did Latarn hinder the stars? Is it because he was so ugly when he was born that he scared the stars and didn't dare to come down?

The stargazer said: Of course it's gravity magic. Latarn learned the gravity magic from the Stone-skinned White King, who is also an alien visitor.

Since it's the day after tomorrow, it's easy to talk about. Wuming said, Can't you just ask Latarn to remove the magic?

The stargazers looked at each other.

This method... doesn't seem to work?

Who can convince Latarn in his full glory? Blaze was unwilling to place his hope on the will of the demigod. He is a supporter of the Golden Dynasty. How can he let go of the constraints of the stars and Kallia?

There are always more methods than problems. Wuming said, I guarantee with my reputation that I will convince Latan to liberate the stars.

What is the reputation of a businessman who deceives others? someone among the stargazers said abruptly.

Wuming stared at that person.

Judging from his attire, this man does not look like a stargazer, but rather a warrior.

Wuming nodded seriously:

Yes, businessmen pay great attention to reputation. Reputation is the cornerstone of our business.

The man continued to speak harshly:

I don't trust you.

This voice ushered in the support of many others.

Wuming observed these people. Some wore clothes with eye patterns on them, and there were also faded ones who were simply powerless.

The person wearing the eye badge also came close to Neferi and whispered.

These people are another group of people. They don't care about the glory of the festival. What they focus on is Latarn's big rune.

Wuming looked at the old man and others.

The people of the Blood Dynasty have already offended the Broken Star Latarn, and they definitely do not want to see Latarn recover.

These people are pure enemies and cannot coexist with Ratan.

But as long as other groups are united, the opinions of this group of people no longer matter.

Wuming weighed the balance of power among different interest groups and came to the conclusion: Don't worry about these people, they have no more power to solve Latarn.

Just as Wuming was about to finish his speech, someone rushed out and angrily criticized Wuming again:

I won't accept it! You insulted the festival! The general deserves an honorable death!

Wuming felt a little headache when he looked at the speaker.

This is the local Red Lion Rider.

As a group that has been preparing for the Latarn Festival a long time ago, this group of people has almost deepened their goals into belief.

These people don't care whether the festival can bring them power and honor, they only care about Latarn's honor.

This festival is not only held for the warriors, but also for Latarn.

Just as Jie Lian often rebuked Wuming for his reasons, the red lions believed that Wuming had tarnished the festival.

And these red lions are not like Jie Lian who have an irreversible friendship with Latan, so they are more fanatical.

They wanted to eat Wuming alive.

Wuming shrank his head, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge, and looked back at Jie Lian: Are you coming?

Jie Lian did not shirk this time. He stood on the stage and sighed:

Fellow warriors, this is all my fault. Please go back and fix it first. I will definitely give you an explanation.

The warriors looked at the red lion who was much more angry than they were, and most of them left with understanding.

They knew that the next step was the internal conflict of the Red Lion.

There were also many people who hated Jielian and longed for Latarn's death but did not leave. They sneered in the corner and prepared to watch the fun.

The fanatical red lion pointed at Jie Lian's nose and cursed the traitor angrily before everyone had left.

Such behavior was worthy of being hanged and executed, but Jie Lian just remained silent.

Not to mention Red Lion, he himself has always been hesitant and wavering about rescuing Latarn.

Faced with the accusation from Red Lion, Jie Lian didn't know how to deal with it in what capacity and from what angle.

He looked up at the sky and felt that the scarlet sky was very depressing.

Once upon a time, he was also a wandering knight, traveling around without any worries.

Although he does not have top strength, the knight's heart is free. Even death is a free death that no one can restrain.

Until he met La Tarn, was impressed by La Tarn, and willingly became his guest and friend.

Jie Lian couldn't express the complex emotions to the red lion, and it was even less possible for a resolute knight to express them to them.

But can a knight who has become so indecisive still be considered a knight?

Jie Lian thought that maybe when he was struggling with how to choose, he became a coward.

Jie Lian suddenly understood the general's situation - he couldn't speak, couldn't defend, and the best way was to let the world reconcile with him through death.

Only death... can avoid those criticisms, those hostile looks, and those hateful emotions.

Jie Lian's hand reached for the flame-shaped sword——

Stab hard into the ground.

He shouted violently: How could you die in such a cowardly manner!

Jie Lian pulled off the old man's mask, and his half-blind eye was filled with rage, his hair and beard trembling, overwhelming the lions.

Jie Lian's hand holding the big sword had veins popping out:

The general and I made an agreement that each other would die with honor. Now, there is no honor at all!

Isn't the current situation caused by you and that despicable businessman? Red Lion said.

Fuck you! Jie Lian glared at the red lion, On the first day, when the festival just started, Wuming didn't do anything. What happened? The festival was just the general's personal performance. Is this called honor?

Jie Lian shouted: Do you think what the general longs for is to bully the weak and show off his strength to show his reputation? What the general longs for is his opponent! The general did not wait to end his enemy at all. He did not wait for that until his death. Enemies who can bring him honor!”

Jie Lian pointed his sword at the people watching the excitement in the corner:

Look at these men, can they bring honor to the general? Can the Red Lion count on them?

The spectators were suddenly scolded by Jie Lian. They were stunned and immediately became angry.

But before they could take action with anger, a few fire whips whipped them out.

Jie Lian completely ignored the farce in the corner and angrily scolded the red lion:

Since we want to give the general honor, we must personally kill the general and give him an evenly matched battle! We will personally finish the general off!

The red lion's anger was finally suppressed, and his voice became weaker:

But we can't defeat the general.

That's right, you can't win either. Jielian said, We can't give the general this honor, and we can't give this legend a proper ending.

Jie Lian said loudly: But we can continue this legend, we can resurrect the legend! We can save the general!

But what if we fail? Red Lion said abruptly, Then we have lost both our general and our reputation.

This is what I call a coward! Jie Lian said, Look at Valkyrie, our archenemy, that woman gave up her self-esteem and face and still lived in the world. But this is also her courage. We are going to lose to the female God of War? Are we going to be laughed at by our great enemy standing in front of the tomb after our demise?

The red lion's eyes were red now.

The elite soldiers of the royal city who had been proud all their lives were defeated by corruption. This was a shame that would last a lifetime.

After the Red Lion dies, if he goes to the fields, he will be nagged by people for who knows how many lifetimes.

The general desires an evenly matched enemy. Such an enemy does not exist. The Valkyrie is not dead yet, and the evil omen demons are still active in the border area. That is the kind of enemy the general desires!

Jie Lian raised his sword high:

We want the general to restore his former heroic posture and let him win the reputation of being a hero! If he fails, then we, the red lion, will bear all the shame and ridicule. A brave man should be able to bear shame. Is the red lion a coward?

The red lions did not dare to respond for a while.

This conflicts with their long-held cognition.

In the eyes of the red lions, brave men should not suffer shame. They prefer death to shame.

But Jie Lian's words were deafening, and his passionate roar made them want to agree.

Jie Lian sighed:

It's not that I can't understand you. The great end that we have been preparing for has been turned into a farce. Some people even personally contributed to this farce and sent medicine to Latan for treatment...

Jie Lian looked around at the red lion:

Everyone, to be fair, do you really not want to see your general wake up again and regain his former heroic appearance and glory?

Of course we want to... the red lion stirred.

Okay. Jie Lian nodded, That's enough. I know you don't want to bear this shame. You don't have to worry. If you fail, just put all the responsibility on me. You have no responsibility in the first place. You don't know. I don’t want to get involved in this either.”

Jie Lian said: Go and call the warriors back. I will tell them that I, Jie Lian, will bear the responsibility alone!

No one among the red lions moved, there was only a commotion.

Jie Lian glared at them:

Be clear about it! No matter which path you choose, being clear about it is what a brave man does! Don't be submissive like a coward!

Facing Jie Lian's scolding, the red lions remained silent, but their eyes were red and their bodies were trembling.

The knight who denounced Jie Lian as a traitor stepped out of the crowd and walked onto the stage to face Jie Lian.

The knight knelt down on one knee, as he had done to the city lord in the past:

I'll bear it with you.

The red lion roared simultaneously:

We'll take it all together!

This time everyone raised their weapons together, and the roar shook away the red clouds in the sky:

There are no cowards in red lions!