Ankaido, the ancestor of pirates

Chapter 142 Only the Winner Needs Healing (Subscribe)
"I……"

After hearing what King Frevans said, Sting looked flustered and turned pale. He stood up tremblingly, wanting to say something.

"Stop talking, get out!"

"Soldier! See off the guests!"

However, King Frevans didn't intend to give Sting the opportunity to speak, and directly issued an order to the soldiers guarding the side.

"Please get out of here!"

I saw two tall and burly soldiers, one on the left and the other on Sting's right, driving Sting up just like that.

"King Frevans, listen to me! I know your purpose. You want to take advantage of this opportunity to sweep all the five surrounding countries and take the opportunity to unify the six countries... You can't do it without my help. Arrived! King Frevans, you need my help! You need my help!"

While Sting shouted, he was dragged out of the palace by two soldiers.

"Hehe~"

"I do have some insight... If my subjects don't have the toxins that have accumulated over time, I can consider cooperating with you, but it's a pity that Frevans doesn't need it now."

King Frevans sat high on the throne, his eyes were very calm.

"Clap!"

"You do it for yourself! Stop yelling, as a black market businessman, you should still need some face."

The two soldiers threw Sting out of the palace, leaving such a sentence without looking back.

"I……"

Sting felt that he had been greatly hurt in his heart, but fortunately no one he knew saw his failure. As long as he quickly sold these weapons to other countries, then he would sell them all to Frevans.

"Yo~ Look who is this?"

"Isn't this Sting who sells weapons?"

"Why are you standing at the gate of the palace in such desperation? Could it be that no one buys weapons?"

"I don't think anyone bought your weapon either."

Just when Sting was thankful that no acquaintance saw his downcast appearance, that familiar voice came from Sting's ear.

I saw a middle-aged gentleman in a tuxedo standing beside him with a smile and looking at him.

"you?"

Sting looked at the man in front of him, and his heart suddenly tightened. He didn't expect that this man came from the same country as him. Obviously, other countries need medical supplies more than Frevans, who has the advantage.

"Only winners need medical supplies, medical supplies cannot save losers."

"If you fail, you will die! Rather than healing them, you need a weapon to bring them back to life." The middle-aged gentleman casually nodded to Sting, and then stopped talking to Sting, and directly met the announcer who came out of the palace. "I wonder if King Frevans can see me?"

"As soon as my king heard that you were here to deliver medical supplies, he hurriedly urged me to invite you in."

The announcer bowed respectfully to the middle-aged gentleman, and then made a gesture of invitation.

"Hahaha... Thank you for your report."

The middle-aged gentleman gently stroked his mustache, then smiled softly.

"Eh!"

"You don't need to thank me, if you do, you should thank our Majesty the King personally!"

The announcer shook his head slightly at the middle-aged gentleman.

"Yes! You shouldn't delay here, lest His Majesty the King wait anxiously."

After hearing what the announcer said, the middle-aged gentleman nodded quickly, and then urged with a serious face.

"Come in with me..."

The announcer turned around slowly and led the way.

"..."

Looking at the middle-aged gentleman who had been treated obviously differently from him, Sting felt mixed emotions in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he recalled what the middle-aged gentleman had said to him before.

"Only the victors need healing. Medical items cannot save the losers. Only weapons that can bring the dead back to life can save them."

"I understand……"

"Thank you!"

Sting bowed fiercely to the back of the middle-aged gentleman, and then left the palace without looking back.

"Thank you?"

"Ha ha……"

The middle-aged gentleman smiled lightly when he heard what Sting said, and continued to follow the announcer.

At this moment, Sting and the middle-aged gentleman suddenly went in completely opposite directions.

Besides these two black market merchants, there are countless black market merchants who keep intervening in this war.

After Sting got a tip from the middle-aged gentleman, he did sell all the weapons to the Kingdom of Bell, which lost the war. After the king there learned that Sting had weapons, he almost regarded Sting as a According to the ancestors, their Kingdom of Bell needs these weapons too much to help them resist the Kingdom of Frevans and the surrounding countries that are eyeing the Kingdom of Bell.

It has been three months since the black market merchants participated in the War of the Frefans Kingdom.

In the past three months, Frevans, who has Zaun weapons, has been invincible. Wherever the army goes, victory will be brought there... No one can fight the bazooka with their heads. If there is, then open a few more hair.

The whole Frevans is now in a fiery celebration, but King Frevans is not happy at all, because people with platinum and lead poisoning have appeared in his country.

And it's not a minority, more than 100 people appeared at one time...

Although they were all partially albino and did not affect their normal work, King Frevans sent all of these people to the hospital to keep them away from platinum and lead for detoxification treatment.

Although King Frefans has indeed made the right choice now, he knows that this is only a precursor to the collapse of their Kingdom of Frevans. When more and more people are poisoned, the country will eventually be destroyed. What King Levans is doing now is to forcibly renew his country's life with his own power. The world government told him that his country will perish within five years. He wants to see if he is the king, Frefan How many more years can Sri Lanka last?

Compared to the slightly calmer Frevans...

At this time, the whole new world exploded...

Because there is a message flowing in the sea of ​​the new world at this time, the reason why the country of Frevans is so powerful is because they once bought a batch of weapons from Zaun, a batch of advanced weapons that surpassed this era.

The news was like a snowball on the sea, spreading in all directions, and countless countries and organizations sent fleets to Zaun like red eyes.

They need weapons, too, and Zaun's weapons, and they want to win!

"Boss, more than 30 fleets came to our country today with money, saying they are buying weapons!"

In Kaido's office, Tom, who has returned to Zaun, said excitedly to Kaido with a cigar purchased from a foreign country in his mouth.

"Um……"

"We only sell weapons to the weak and weak. Ask them why they are fighting... If they are fighting for aggression, then we will definitely not sell weapons."

Kaido stroked his chin and gave Tom an order.

"Oh... what if they lie to us? What if they all say they are fighting for peace and justice?"

After hearing what Kaido said, Tom thought for a while and asked back.

"Then it's none of our business. They lied, and we don't have the ability to read people's hearts. What can we do if we are deceived?"

Kaido shrugged, looking like I have nothing to do with rain.

"understood."

Tom immediately understood Kaido's meaning, turned and left.

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(End of this chapter)