Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 333

2021-07-08

Chapter 333 The purse and the hilt

Price Jin Family kid is weird, he always Could give Winters that little trouble at a delicate moment, like now.

Appears a irrelevant person in the living room, and it is difficult to talk about more personal topics.

Winters sighed inwardly - it seems the conversation will have to wait until dinnertime.

The public reason why Mr. Leo was at Winters' residence was that Winters wanted to see him off with a banquet.

Leo has said goodbye to Winters, as the transshipment of wool needs to be personally coordinated by him, and the partner of the Navarre Trading Company will be leaving Ironpeak in a few days.

But even at this juncture, Leo kept his mouth shut about Ms. Navarre, as if nothing had happened.

Leo could hold back, but Winters couldn't watch Anna continue to suffer while waiting.

Since she ran away from home, Anna felt a tightness in her chest every time she thought about how her mother might react.

It was Catherine's anxiety about Anna snort disdainfully, and Ms. Navarre reassured her elder sister with her usual optimistic attitude: "What happened anyway, we are mother's biological daughter, she can still take us How's it going?"

When faced with a dire and unsolvable problem, people's instinctive response is to "don't think about it". It seems that as long as you don't face it for a day, the problem will not exist for a day.

However, Mr. Leo's arrival lifted the gauze covering the scar, leaving the parties unable to continue to deceive themselves.

Whether it is good wine or bad wine, there will be a day when the bottle will be opened.

Winters invites Mr. Leo to his home in the name of seeing off, ready to sit down and face the problem, and then solve it.

But Winters is vaguely concerned that Mrs. Navarre's attitude might be sharp and might irritate Anna. Therefore, he took advantage of the opportunity before the official start of the dinner party to have a chat with Mr. Leo in advance.

The result has not yet entered the main topic, and an uninvited guest came.

Winters looked at the uninvited guest with a slight line between his eyebrows. He moved the neckline a few times—the sweater was a bit strangled, and Ms. Navarre's knitting skills clearly had a lot of room for improvement.

The uninvited guest was not aware of the uninvited guest at all. Little Priskin saw the blood wolf's expression, and the tips of his ribs were trembling.

That action... means wiping the neck?
Little Priskin's throat turned up and down, and his sitting posture became more upright. Little did he know that at this moment, the source of his fear was actually searching his stomach and recalling the customs and habits of the Paratus people.

Winters just hates that he doesn't know enough about the Platonic culture. When he really needs to use it, he can't think of any action that represents "It's almost there, get out of here." ,see a visitor out".

“Mr. Priskin,” Winters asked kindly. “Your horse is tied out of the yard? Take it into the stable first, so you don’t get frostbite.”

“No. "Little Priskin figured out the blood wolf's thoughts, and quickly replied: "I'm here on foot."

"How can this work, I'll prepare a horse for you."

"This... is this to exile me?" Little Priskin's heart was sour, and he repeatedly refused: "It's very close, not far at all, I'll just walk back."

Winters had nothing to do, so she was polite and simply asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Little Priskin glanced at the smiling circle sitting on the other side. With a fatty face, he glanced at the blood wolf again, and finally looked towards his toe.

He said coyly and vaguely: "My grandfather...oh, no, it's me...to come to you to confess the white head roll...no, the military certificate thing..."

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"Military merit certificate? What's wrong?" Winters sat back and asked in confusion, "Isn't your head ticket business doing a good job?"

Winters asked Leo The husband raised his chin: "Even Mr. Leo praised you very much, and said he wanted to see you. It's a coincidence that if you don't come today, it will be difficult for the two of you to meet again. "

Hearing this "naked threat", little Priskin almost cried "wow". He stood up all of a sudden, shook his head desperately, and the glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Winters didn't understand how his words had irritated the other party, and he looked strangely towards Little Priskin, and towards the shards on the ground.

Little Priskin hurriedly bent over to pick up the mug's body.

Winters laughed dumbly, he reluctantly left his seat, and extended the hand to help the boy of the Pris Jin Family clean up the mess: "What the hell happened to you?"

I haven't been involved in the conversation. Mr. Leo said with a smile: "I think... this Mr. Priskin treats you as a kind of brutal character like [The Butcher Duke]."

"Is that so?" Winters was surprised. Ask little Priskin.

"No." Little Priskin's eyes widened in horror and his head shook like a windmill: "No."

Winters sighed at Anna's words.

After picking up the sharp pieces of porcelain one by one and putting them on the plate, he looked at little Priskin's tearless face and patted the other's shoulder: "The past has passed. Now, you don't need to be so afraid of me. It's just a pity that I have this cup, and I only have this set of tea sets that can serve guests."

"When I get to Maplestone City, I will send you another set." Mr. Leo said with a smile.

"Forget it." Winters fell to the bench quite disappointed: "Give me the porcelain cup, and I will have to drop it sooner or later."

"It's okay, I'll prepare it for you. A set of enamelware." Mr. Leo responded with ease: "The iron tire and the porcelain surface will not be broken no matter how much you drop it." He asked himself that he had never killed like the Duke of Butcher, and he was reluctantly tolerant and kind.

He wanted to ask little Priskin, "Why are you so afraid of me? Where did I scare you". However, he knew that he could not get a real answer if he asked, and in the end he could only helplessly sighed.

"Rich people will always be afraid of those who hold swords." Mr. Leo seemed to understand Winters' inner injustice, and said with a smile: "This is impossible, it has always been the case. ."

Rich people are afraid of sword-wielding people, Winters chewed on this sentence and couldn't help but smile: "What about you? You are also afraid of sword-wielding people."

"Of course." Mr. Leo said frankly. "Why should I follow Colonel Cabo Chino to Ironpeak? It's not because I'm afraid to go on my own."

"So When you have money, people will start to pursue power?" Winters recalled the historical allusions: "Like Crassus?"

Leo tilted his head slightly, because he did not know who Crassus was. Winters provides a brief account of the life of Marcus Liciny Crassus.

After listening, Mr. Leo was silent for a while: "Probably so, if you have money, you will start to pursue power, which is impossible. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Mr. Leo pointed at little Priskin: "Why do you think he is afraid of you?"

Little Priskin who was left hanging for a long time Jin was taken aback.

"Didn't you say it?" Winters glanced at little Priskin: "Because I'm holding the sword."

"It's apparently because you're holding the sword. Mr. Leo said slowly: "Essentially, because of his life, property, and status, you can deprive all of them at will. There is no need for reasons or explanations, as long as you use a sword."

Mr. Leo There was no smile on his fat face this time. He looked at little Priskin and asked, "Mr. Priskin, do you think so?"

Little Priskin did not speak, But his expression said it all.

Winters defended himself: "I have absolutely no intention of doing that, and I have no reason to do it."

"Having the will is one thing, the ability is another. One thing." Mr. Leo paused for a moment, then said sincerely: "Unless this 'insecurity' can be completely eliminated, he - and a thousand, absolutely, him - will always be afraid of you, forever."

After speaking, Mr. Leo shrugged, and returned to his smiling face: "But... the thing that the sword-wielding person may want is 'fear'. Mad King Richard borrowed the banker's Qian dares to directly renege on a debt and refuses to repay, is it not because he holds a sword? How can anyone in power be willing to castrate their power?"

Mr. Leo's last words were actually casually speaking to comfort Winters , but he found Winters lost in thought.

"I thought about it." Winters smiled cheerfully. "It's really difficult."

"I have something to ask little Mr. Priskin." Leo blinked: "Can you?"

"Sure." Winters leaned back in his chair, indicating he was quitting the conversation: "Just in time for him."

The conversation in front of the blood wolf and the fat middle-aged man with a round face, little Priskin listened ignorantly until he heard that he had something to ask him.

Little Priskin picked himself up and sat well.

"According to Mayor Priskin, your Trading Company doesn't invest much in polls." Mr. Leo asked with interest, "So I'm curious, how did you How about hoarding so many head coupons?"

Little Priskin did not dare to hide it, and revealed the whole process of [mortgage-purchase-re-mortgage].

He originally wanted to hide the matter of lowering the price of the ticket, but remembered the admonition of grandfather - "don't be smart", so he will try his best to lower the price without omission and in detail.

While confessing, little Priskin peeked at the blood wolf's expression. However, the blood wolf pondered his face the whole time, as if he was still thinking about the previous conversation, so he didn't see anything.

It wasn't until he heard it all that Mr. Leo asked, "It sounds a bit contradictory to use the head coupons as collateral, and then press the price of the head coupons."

"The price reduction is The first thing." Little Priskin defended himself: "I can't hold back if I want to."

"The price of the head ticket is already very high now, so you don't plan to sell some. ?" Leo asked again.

"I have too many head coupons to sell." Little Priskin answered honestly: "And I always feel a loss when I sell it now."

" Do you think the head ticket will continue to rise"

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"Why?"

"A head ticket is one hundred acres of land, Even if it is converted at the cheapest low price, the current price is not too high."

Mr. Leo asked playfully: "You are so sure that one head ticket can finally be exchanged for 100 acres of land, and Isn't it futile weaving baskets?"

Little Priskin took a deep breath and seized the opportunity to slap the blood wolf flattery: "It can definitely be exchanged for a hundred acres! I wholeheartedly believe this."

Unfortunately, the blood wolf still didn't respond.

Mr. Leo glanced at Winters, laughed heartily.

"In general, you own the first coupon on the surface, and the actual owner is the funder who accepts your mortgage?" Mr. Leo concluded.

"That's not the case." Little Priskin had to explain: "I originally wanted to use the head coupons to repay, but they didn't agree. So I finally made an appointment with them to use hard currency. Repay."

Leo raised his eyebrows, puzzled at first, then laughed uncontrollably again. Leo's laugh is so intense that it makes Winters feel a little unfathomable mystery.

"Mr. Priskin, I thought you were just bold." Leo wiped his tears, shook his head and said, "So you are really not afraid of life and death."

"Why?" Little Priskin was a little dissatisfied.

"It's very simple." Leo directly cut open the other party's key points: "The pool in Tiefeng County is too small to withstand your tossing like this."

"It's a lot of money. Prices will continue to rise," cried little Priskin.

"That's right." Mr. Leo smiled: "But just one drop can be enough to ruin your fortune—not just you, but your family. After you've lost everything, What's the point of the price of poll tickets going up no matter what?"

Little Priskin was silent.

"In a small place like Iron Peak County, there are not many people who can participate in speculation. Once the market moves blindly, the situation will change faster than you can imagine." Leo kindly warned the small Little Priskin: "You can mortgage, not because you have credit, but because your grandfather has credit, so you will drag your grandfather into the water."

Little Priskin said nothing , because he was not convinced. At his age, he could never be convinced. The more direct the criticism, the more dissatisfied he is.

Leo's smile was still the same, but he stopped mentioning the other party and ended the topic with a few compliments that didn't hurt or itch: "However, bold actions can often yield amazing rewards, and the risks and benefits are always the same. It coexists."

Winters was also a little impatient when he saw little Priskin deserving a beating.

But while Leo could sit on the sidelines, Winters couldn't—even for the sake of Priskin Sr.

Winters kicked the table and asked, "You're not convinced?"

Little Priskin's terrier neck collapsed, and he picked up his invisible tail, Humming: "No, no..."

"I know why you came to see me." Winters held up his glass.

Little Priskin shrank his neck.

“Your grandfather was rich, he was afraid of me holding a sword, and so were you. Your grandfather thought you were pulling a lion’s beard, so he ordered you to admit your fault.” Winters still prefers straightforward conversations : "But you don't think you've done anything wrong, do you?"

Little Priskin didn't answer. But in deep in one's heart, he did feel that he was innocent.

Winters said heavily, "I don't think you did anything wrong, too!"

Little Priskin startled, and even Mr. Leo's smile stopped.

"It's a reasonable thing to do when you see a business opportunity and take advantage of it. Maybe you've got a loophole, but it boils down to the fact that I don't have the rules in place - except for the price reduction part." Winters gaze as if a torch , seeing little Priskin dare not look at each other: "Maliciously low price to buy the head is equivalent to lying on the warrior's wound and drinking blood, which makes me extremely angry. If you were my subordinate, I would have sent you to the gallows long ago.

Winters went on to say: "But you are not the only one who bought at a low price, and I have never banned first-level trading. In the end, it is my responsibility, I underestimate the greed of people. I want to. But I don't plan to use the sword to solve the problem, otherwise I don't have to 'exchange coupons'. As for whether your business strategy is reasonable, I don't know, and I don't judge."

Little Prince Jin was dazed by the blood wolf's words, but just listened dumbfounded.

"You, and old Mr. Priskin, don't have to be afraid of me. Although I hold the sword, I have no intention of abusing it. It's up to you believing or not." Winters is ready to see off the guests: "Go home, I have something to talk to Mr. Leo."

Little Priskin stooped and bowed, as if stepping on cotton Go outside.

Before he could touch the doorknob, the door was pulled open, and Anna was standing outside.

"Oh?" Anna's surprise was only for a moment, she quickly packed up and greeted politely, "Mr. Priskin, good day."

I heard that someone in the living room smashed a glass, and Anna Di was busy in the kitchen. Back to the apartment in no time.

With a brief glance, Anna saw that the cups in front of both Winters and Mr. Leo were intact, except for the shards of the cups on the plate in front of the empty seat.

It was Mr. Priskin's cup, Anna thought happily.

Little Priskin froze in place, facing the famous she-wolf, he became at a loss: "Hello, good day, Madame Montagne."

"Time It's getting late, please stay for dinner." Anna invited politely.

"Okay." Little Priskin, who had a chaotic mind, replied subconsciously: "Okay."

The blood vessels on Winters' forehead instantly swelled three points, and he cleared it. Voice: "Mr. Priskin, do you want to stay for dinner? Huh?"

"no no no." Little Priskin fled in despair.

Ana is worried about little Priskin's state, so she asks Ciel to escort him home.

After everything was settled, she returned to the living room and said to Winters with a slight anger, "Why are you being so strict with Mr. Priskin?"

"Me? Strict? Winters was extremely aggrieved: "That kid is here to block me."

"Adults don't care about little children."

"Adults? Little children? I don't either. How many years older than him!" Winters was even more aggrieved.

"But." Anna said earnestly, "Your responsibility is much greater than his."

Winters' bristling mane was straightened out, and his mood changed. Child becomes comfortable.

"Okay." He happily admitted his mistake: "I don't care about him anymore."

Anna pulled on her shawl, nodded to Mr. Leo, and left the living room again .

Not long after Anna left, the door of the single officer's apartment was opened again. Winters frowned at the sound of footsteps.

"What are you doing?!" Ciel's anger resounded in the corridor: "Stop!"

The door was pulled open, and half of little Priskin's body jolted violently. The ground squeezed in, and the other half of the body remained outside the door - being pulled by Ciel.

"Your Excellency." Little Priskin hurriedly shouted: "Did you say that if I were your subordinate, you would have sent me to the gallows?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Please make me your subordinate."

...

Old Priskin's study.

“What did the blood wolf say?” the old man asked grandson with concern.

"grandfather, I think... Your Excellency the Tribunal..." Little Priskin looked complicated and blushed: "It may be more than you think..."

"More what?" Old Priskin frowned.

"I can't tell." Little Priskin gave up the organizational language, and he clenched the teeth: "Anyway, I'm going to Maplestone with Mr. Leo."

… …

The dining room at the bachelor’s residence.

It's a dinner party, but it's actually a family dinner.

There are no servants in the officer's quarters, so there is no process of delivering dishes in turn. Sea blue-style delicacies are directly placed on a long table for six people, just like an ordinary dinner for a family.

The only people sitting at the table were Winters, Ana and Leo.

There should have been Catherine present, but little Ms. Navarre is so exquisite that she would not show her face in such a potentially embarrassing situation.

I eat it in the kitchen anyway - says Katherine.

"Mr. Leo." Winters bluntly launched the offensive: "I want to propose to Ms. Navarre, will Mrs. Navarre bless us?"

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