Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 379

2021-12-19

Chapter 379 vortex (V)

[White Eagle's Reception Night · Late Night]
[Southern City·Rose Hotel]
Ed Old Mister had a pair of glasses on his nose. He was holding the Uzi steel dagger given to Winters by Schmid.

The door was pushed open silently, and Winters crept back into the small living room with the pot and cup in his arms.

"When Rhodes Island was not occupied, the Knight regiment captured a lot of Saracen Uzi steel machetes every year." Ed put the dagger back into the wooden box, and his eyes contained the brilliance of memories: " But the pattern is so gorgeous and delicate...it's the first time I've seen it."

Kaman moved his ass uneasily: "Knight regiment?"

"Godly grace knight regiment." Ed's tone became cold, obviously not wanting to talk more.

Ana went straight back to the hotel from Este House and had already fallen asleep. There were only Winters, Father Kaman and Carlo Ed Old Mister in the small living room at the moment.

"I'll send it to you if you like, and I'll just cut the paper," Winters said in a low voice.

He first put a cup for Ed Old Mister, filled it with hot milk, and poured a little more for Carman, and as for himself... directly in a clay pot.

Drinking hot milk is a habit that Winters brought back from wasteland. When Charles was not here, he had to bring the wine and milk by himself.

Winters has no servants, and even Anna's current valet is sent by Mr. Eddard, because he resents using his subordinates as servants. But he hasn't acted to the point where he must be self-reliant. He's got an orderly too, he's lazy too, but he doesn't feel embarrassed when he's needed for daily chores.

Carol Ed looked at everything and shook his head with a smile: "I am a businessman, blood is bad for business, [gold will hide from blood]."

Winters sat back in the soft chair, holding the warm milk jug, and mused, "Perhaps [blood will make the gold go] more accurate."

"Then..." Ed took off his glasses and recovered. Go to the reserved appearance in normally, continue the previous conversation, and ask: "Has Schmid's father and son agreed to your bid?"

"Old Mr. Schmid said that it needs some time to consider."

"That's disagreement."

"Yes."

"It's unclear whether the embargo will be enforced, Schmidt father and son want to wait Look."

"If it were me, I would have chosen to wait and see." Winters paused: "So I gave them another offer."

"What? Offer?"

"Work for me for three years or sell the workshop to me."

"oh?" Ed indifferent expression: "Did they agree?"

"oh?" p>

Winters sighed and looked rather depressed: "I refused."

"To be precise, he almost turned his face on the spot. When we left, Mr. Schmid's face had changed from black to black. into a purple." Kaman adds ruthless details.

"How can it be so exaggerated?" Winters protested disapprovingly.

Kaman Faint smile: "My description has been quite conservative."

"Of course Schmidt's stubborn old man will not agree." Carol Ed showed a hint of early Knowing such a helpless smile: "He has experienced this much more."

Ed explained to Winters patiently: "Every blacksmith in Steelcastle must take an oath to keep the forge and the anvil when he enters the business. The secrets between the platforms'. Even if their forges and skills are to be sold, they will not be sold to outsiders like us, but only to other Steelcastle blacksmiths."

"I know about the Steelcastle blacksmiths. Guild oath." Still a pity for Winters: "So I charged them an extraordinarily high price."

Carol Ed lightly said: "The man who can betray your oath for your bid today , sooner or later will betray you for a higher bid."

Winters understands that Eddard Old Mister is enlightening himself, but he also does Not going to give up on this.

"Has any blacksmiths run away or betrayed in the history of Steelcastle?" Winters asked slowly, picking off the milk skin and sipping hot milk.

Ed's expression gradually became serious: "When making a decision, you better think about the consequences in advance."

"I'm just curious if anyone has broken the line in the past. Will you swear?" Winters was thinking of another person, and he smiled and assured: "Don't worry, I'm not going to break the rules, nor will I use kidnapping, coercion, or other violent means that damage the reputation of Veneta's Chamber of Commerce."

"How do I feel like you've gone through these plans in your mind..." Kaman muttered softly.

Carol Ed held his forehead to recall for a long time, frowned muttered to himself: "I don't remember it happening."

"What about before you came to Steel Castle?"

"I can help you find out."

"Mr. Ed, if you need anything in the future, please speak up." Hoofprint hunters are generally high-spirited: "Please help me check the recent financial situation of the Schmid family. Do they have any debt? Is there any mortgage? Is there any payment that cannot be collected?"

"This may take a while." Carol Eds lightly-owned: "However, it's not difficult."

Kaman couldn't help frowning, looking at Winters reproachfully: "You just Can't let the Schmidt Old Mister family go?"

"What is letting go?" Winters wondered, "I want to help them."

"Help?"

p>

"I want to purchase their backlog of goods, why not help?"

"Forcibly buy a gun at the price of the barrel, also called a help?"

"I'm not asking for a price that they can't accept." Winters asked confidently: "How can they give me a price that I can accept?"

"Then you shouldn't let people lose money." Heartbroken and helpless, Kaman had to quote the classic: "[The greedy in his heart will provoke disputes]."

Winters rolled up his sleeves - not to fight, but to pull out graphite strips and white paper.

He drew a map of Rose Lake and Steelcastle quickly and well, and made a cross at the Wupper Canal: "In winter, the canal freezes, and Steelcastle's freight can't go out, right?"

<> Kaman slightlyp nod.

Winters asks Ed Old Mister: "So even in normal years, Steelcastle blacksmiths are often undercutting each other in the spring, right?"

"You're better than I think. I also know Steel Castle." A gleam of surprise flashed in Carlo Ed's eyes: "Yes, the workshop can't be completely shut down in winter, and a season's worth of goods are in hand, and it is common to lower prices against each other. But the actual situation is, Some years are high, and some are low and fluctuating.”

Winters assuredly: “It may have been high in previous years, this year it will only be low, and it will be much lower. The workshops are desperately producing weapons. Why are there so many hired hands on the streets now? It is because the hired hands were dismissed after the winter. This winter, they are all staying at Steel Castle."

Winters A few more strokes outline the outlines of Monta, Shade mountain range, Vine, Empire and wasteland: "In the present situation, to the south, as long as the embargo is still in place, the trade route will not work. To the north, to the east, Going west...whether there is a buyer or not, all three directions will have to travel through mountains and rivers, and the freight will skyrocket."

"Do you think the embargo will be lifted?" Winters asked Mr. Ed.

"I don't know." Carlo Ed looked calm: "But I do know one thing - the United Provinces won't watch weapons flow into Palatu."

"That is to say, all the goods that Steel Castle prepared for the civil war in Palatu are now in my hands." Winters drew a sealed circle in Steel Castle and threw the graphite bar: "So with real Gold, white silver came to Granasi Baron of Steel Castle, that is savior."

Kaman tangled to hook the head: "You still can't convince me, because you are always taking advantage of people's dangers. ."

Winters retorted: "The barrel of the sword can't be eaten or used. It's better to sell it at a loss than to rust it in the warehouse."

Kaman originally thought Say something, Carlo Ed coughed.

"Father Kaman, we are businessmen." Ed Old Mister reminded: "Buying low and selling high is a matter of course for us."

"And this Gold is bought by many people with their lives, not my personal property, you know it, you witnessed it with your own eyes." Winters sighed: "I have no power to waste."

Kaman was speechless.

The door of the small living room opened with a "ga zhi", and Anna appeared outside the door sleepily in a robe and holding a candlestick: "Mr. Ed, Father Kaman... Good evening, what are you doing? When did you come back?"

"It's not long since you came back." Winters got up and stoked the fire on the fireplace a little more, and gave Anna a seat by the way: "Did it wake you up?"

Anna sat down in Winters' chair, took a sip of the cold milk from the jug, and wiped her mouth before remembering that there were other people present.

Ana blushed instantly and bowed apologetically to Ed Old Mister and Carman.

"Good evening, my lady." Carol Ed greeted with a face doesn't change. Kaman also made a solemn salute.

When Anna entered the door, she felt that the atmosphere in the living room was very tense: "I dreamed that someone was arguing..."

"It wasn't a quarrel." "It's shocking education."

Kaman almost ran away on the spot.

"By the way, I have one more thing I want to ask you." Winters stood in the middle of the living room leaning on a poker, looking at Mr. Ed with bright eyes: "Please tell me the truth."

Mr. Ed nodded: "Please say."

Winters squinted slightly and asked word by word, "In the general election of the Blacksmiths' Guild, does Paul Wupper have a very good one? A threatening opponent?"

"Yes," Carol Ed replied without hesitation.

Winters doesn't waste time asking "why didn't you tell me before?" White Eagle has White Eagle interests, Mr Ed has Mr Ed's interests - he has accepted that.

Second question from Winters: "What's it called?"

"John Servette, member of the Blacksmiths' Guild, current state legislator."

Winters' third question: "Can you help me get on the line with him?"

Carol Edd was a little hesitant for the first time, and Old Mister frowned slightly and reminded kindly: "Sale Senator Witte has a very deep friendship with our dear allies."

"I guess." Winters said with a smile: "Vineta can support a mayor, why can't the province?"

"I guess." p>

"Then you want to get on the line with him?" Carlo Ed asked.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Winters responded lightly: “I want to do business with him.”

Carlo Ed's expression became solemn, with a trace of puzzlement in his eyes.

Winters lay bare the truth with one remark: "The White Eagle helped Paul Wupper bribe elections and used my money as bribes. The brokers did it too easily!"

"If it weren't for Colonel Bern, I would still be grateful for the alms of the White Eagle." Winters meditated: "But since the chess piece knows what the chess player thinks, the chess player should not try to manipulate the pieces at will."

"Steelcastle blacksmiths want to wait until the dust settles before buying and selling, but I can't wait. Once the canal can pass, Monta's border blockade will definitely get tougher every day, and by then, even if you buy cheap ordnance, Can't get it out." Winters bluntly stated his core interests: "I don't care who buys weapons from, but I must use the gold before the canal is unblocked."

Kaman has listened. Not knowing what Winters was talking about, Anna frowned slightly, while Carlo Ed looked thoughtful.

"Since old Schmidt and the other forge masters are watching, put a fire under their ass."

"You mean..."

p>

"Introducing competition."

[Steelcastle-style hilts (fish skin, spiral pattern, silver thread) appear in volumes 1, 2, and 4, respectively A dagger, a saber, a Damascus knife...]
[It seems that no one has noticed this, but if I say it, it seems to be broken (covering my face)]
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