New Order of Azeroth

The Grand Duke has a resolute character. As the king of a country, he cannot use excuses such as diarrhea. That would be even more embarrassing. He began to think hard about the solution to this matter.

Unfortunately, all his life he had dealt with big things, and he had never dealt with trivial matters like this. He wanted to persuade the two of them to make peace, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to say them.

The core of the scene is the owner of the suffering, the middle-aged man named Blackwell, and the owner of the sow, the middle-aged woman Mrs. Stonefield.

They were so noisy that Bolvar Fordragon's head got really big. They said that you sent your sow to eat my pumpkins, and you and I are incompatible with each other. The one said that the pig ran over on its own and had nothing to do with you. Are you capable of killing the pig?

Both sides said different things, and they seemed to make sense. A group of townspeople turned into melon-eating crowds and gathered in a circle to watch the fun. Some of them were planning to watch the Grand Duke slaughter a pig for a while, and were calling friends. , ask the children and the elderly at home to come and watch.

As the number of people increased, His Excellency the Grand Duke's face became increasingly ugly.

Just turn around and leave? He felt it was inappropriate, but killing a pig was not an option either. He held the hilt of the sword tightly, feeling torn in his heart.

There were a few sensible people among the guards, and they saw the Grand Duke's dilemma, but they were too far away. There were three levels inside the crowd, and they couldn't draw their swords to kill the civilians. They couldn't get in in a hurry. go.

Fortunately, there are heroes among the common people, and there are people in the crowd who can see clearly the embarrassment of His Excellency the Grand Duke.

Guessing that she had finished watching the fun, Vanessa walked forward quickly.

She doesn't need to worry about popularity or image, she doesn't have such things! She is not good at strength, but her strength is far stronger than that of ordinary people. With strong arms, she pushed eight horses horizontally and knocked them down, pulled nine cows backwards, pulled and pushed her way in, and forced her way in from the outside of the crowd.

"what happened?"

"Who is it? You...you are looking for death! It's okay, it's okay!"

Several onlookers were pushed into a fight and were very dissatisfied, but when they saw her unsheathing her sword, they all calmed down in an instant.

A sow is just disgusting. Strictly speaking, it will not affect the reputation of Bolvar Fordragon, let alone a kingdom. The solution to the problem is very simple, but the other party did not expect it.

She said loudly: "Your Highness the Regent, I hope that the business group will prepare to hold a wine festival at Sentinel Ridge. We still lack a lot of meat. If you agree, we would like to buy her sow from Mrs. Stonefield and compensate the cloth." Mr. Rackwell's... uh, what, oh, yes, pumpkins! All pumpkins!"

A very simple solution, which made Bolvar, who was struggling with whether to kill or not, stunned for a while. He was still too accustomed to using swords to solve problems, and he never thought that there was such a solution as redemption.

This step was just right, and he immediately expressed his opinion: "Wine and food? Even I have great expectations for this wine festival. I personally think this approach is very good."

The leaders of the country have said yes, but the people below will still say something bad?

He seemed to feel that he should be more generous in front of the townspeople, and in order to make up for the losses caused by his previous hesitation, he waved his hand: "Let's do this. All the expenses for the Wine Festival will be paid by the Kingdom of Stormwind. I hope the merchant group will pay for it." ?What a great name, I hope your wine festival is a success.”

He didn't mention a word about the sow that made him hate it so much, but since it was an expense, the cost of purchasing the sow was naturally included in it.

Vanessa is so happy, look! In just two sentences, the cost of the wine festival was eliminated. Not only was it eliminated, but with some tricks, she could still make a fortune!

To an individual, this expenditure is not a small amount, but to the country, it is nothing.

Vanessa turned to Mrs. Stonefield to discuss the pig purchase.

The sow's mistress stared at her, her eyes bloodshot, obviously very angry.

Vanessa tapped her chin in Bolvar's direction, "Don't sell it?" Go and ask your leader if he agrees.

Mrs. Stonefield doesn't want to sell her pigs, not at all!

It took a huge amount of effort to raise the 'princess' to this day, but you want to force her to buy it as soon as you talk about it? dream!

She was about to refuse, but Mr. Stonefield beside her hurriedly pulled her back.

You are joking! In full view of everyone, the Regent spoke. How dare a peasant woman refuse what the Regent said? Do you not want to live anymore? No matter how precious a sow is, it is not as important as the lives of the whole family, right?

"Five copper coins!" The husband forced his wife back, smiled and stretched out a hand to indicate that he had sold her!

Yo, so cheap! Vanessa was slightly surprised. What's the difference between this price and getting it for free? That pig weighs at least five tons!

If someone wanted to sell it at a low price, she would not object. She took out five copper coins and handed it to the middle-aged man. The sow that was still in Huohuo's farmland belonged to her.

Vanessa looked to the other side, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net the guy who asked for compensation for the pumpkin.

Facts have proved that there are smart people and fools among civilians. This one seemed to think that Bolvar would support him. The lion opened his mouth and quoted Vanessa a sky-high price of fifty silver coins.

It seemed that in order to encourage the people around him, he shouted especially loudly.

A few broken pumpkins in your field are worth fifty silver coins? And you shouted so loudly, were you afraid that the hatred from Grand Duke Bolvar Fordragon would not be enough?

Vanessa was a little speechless, you old boy takes pills! There will probably be a 'Jackal' visiting your house tonight...

With a look like a dead person, she gave the other party fifty silver coins. Since all the expenses were borne by the Kingdom of Storm, she had no loss at all.

The civilians of Azeroth also like to watch the excitement. When they heard that Vanessa was going to kill a pig, a large group of people followed to see what was going on.

The Stonefield family's sows are very famous. In a relatively closed agricultural social environment, many people around her know about her super-large sows. They are both good and bad. Normally, this family attracts a lot of hatred. Now everyone Everyone wants to see their jokes.

Seeing that the matter of killing pigs was no longer directly related to him, His Excellency the Grand Duke hurriedly got on his horse and led the army to leave Goldsmith Town. He did not want to stay in this miserable place for a second longer.

Leading a large crowd of onlookers, Vanessa arrived at the farmland of Brackwell, the home of the Sufferer.

Her Royal Highness is still buzzing in the farmland. She has no choice but to find her way back after leaving Stonefield's house.

But now he is living a happy life. Not only has he eaten a lot of pumpkins, but he has also found two subordinates. Two boars are wandering around the 'princess'. Even Vanessa can't stand the way she is trying to win favor. !