Pirates are born to be king

Valpo intertwined his fingers and almost frowned. He found that he encountered a fish-and-bear-paw problem. On the one hand, he had to buy all the slaves and achieve success in one step. On the other hand, he had to give up his plan and try to keep the best slaves. Giving up most of the benefits in exchange for safe development time made him a little embarrassed. Then he saw Jace who was hesitant to speak. .

"Your Excellency Simon, could you please let me discuss this with the ministers? As you know, this is after all..." Valpo shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly at Andel Simon.

"Haha, I didn't think it through well. It is related to the fate of a country, and it does need to be discussed carefully." Andel Simon glanced at Jace covertly, with a smile on his face, "In this case, I'm sorry, go ahead. Don’t be afraid of His Highness’s jokes during your meal. I heard the news about ‘Life’, but I didn’t even have time to enjoy breakfast.”

"Hahaha, that's not surprising. After all, you are a world-famous wine lover, and this move might even become a good story." Valpo said perfunctorily.

"A good story? Please give me your kind words." Ander Simon finally looked at "Life" reluctantly for a moment, then bowed slightly, "I'll take my leave now. If you have anything to do, please tell the attendant outside the door."

"I'm bothering you."

After Andre Simon left, Dalton consciously stood at the door of the living room to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

Jess then bowed apologetically and said, "Your Majesty, I did not think carefully about the potential threat of purchasing slaves. Please punish me."

"It's not your fault. We are all blinded by the huge interests." Valpo helped the chief of staff, "Now is the time to make a choice. Let's talk about which one is better."

Jess naturally knew what His Majesty meant, and he also had the answer in his heart. His thick lips opened and closed slightly a few times, and finally he said, "I... I think you should give up buying all slaves, and the best are the best, as long as the slaves are truly right." The part that is useful to me, as for the number of people... maybe, no more than 5000 should be an acceptable result for all the forces..." After he finished speaking, he did not dare to look at his king.

Dalton, who was at the door, clenched his fists. Jace's words also made the Minister of Security feel very uncomfortable. He even blamed himself, if it wasn't because he wasn't strong enough and didn't have the power to protect His Majesty. The kingdom will usher in an opportunity to take off in an all-round way, and becoming a superpower is just around the corner. But now everything is due to the weakness of the military force, and their king can only compromise.

"Huh... one-tenth." Valbo leaned back in his chair and changed from 10 to 5. It was impossible to say that he felt no pity or resentment, but his heart couldn't help but feel A bit of relief, a bit of relief.

Jess and Dalton didn't know, but he understood how tense his nerves had been since he left the Drum Kingdom and came to attend the World Conference. He encountered too many things that shocked his soul along the way. , so that he, who had only traveled less than 6 months, was a little at a loss.

The Kingdom of Sand is so powerful that people look up to it, the World Government that dominates the sea, what he saw and heard at the auction venue, the confrontation with the human traffickers at night, and he spent all the brain cells he had to lay out Andel Simon, and now he has... The dilemma he encountered made him grow, but also made him gradually collapse.

He was like a rubber band stretched to the limit. He didn't know when it would collapse. He even began to look different from himself. He kept imitating the appearance of a noble and used that false smile to cope with everything, but under the mask It's a dark conspiracy. This kind of life is really tiring.

He admitted that he began to like this world;

I like that country where snowflakes are flying and cold wind is blowing all year round.

The people there call him king. They are not afraid of the cold winter and survive in this forbidden land of life as tenaciously as the cedar trees in the cedar forest. Any kindness they have can make them cry with gratitude. They are so kind and so grateful for what they have. everything.

He wants to be better for them, for his people, and is willing to change for this,

only……

very tired.

Really...

so tired...

As Cobra said, it was such a lonely and boring life to eat the mountains all day long, but Valpo persisted in doing so since the time he traveled through time, and he continued to do so until the day before boarding the warship.

With few others noticing, Valbo unknowingly put too much pressure and too many responsibilities on himself.

The pressure is on me, who was originally just a small business owner.

Now the purchase of slaves has taken an unexpected turn.

He felt inexplicably relieved, and suddenly he felt that maybe this was not bad. Nothing in the world was perfect, and nine out of ten times when life was unsatisfactory, it was normal.

Jace still didn't dare to look at Valpo. He lowered his head. He had seen His Majesty's efforts. But at this moment, he didn't know how to comfort his king. Could it be that there was nothing wrong with buying slaves, but the fault was that we were too weak. Already? 'He couldn't say it, and he didn't need to say it...

Silence began to fall in the living room, and the three of them were each thinking about their own thoughts. The wine group's "life" still exuded a dazzling light, reflecting everyone's body, just as it reflected the changeable road ahead.

"Okay, then, then... 5000." Valpo finally decided to listen to Jace, listen to his inner answer, and chose to retreat temporarily, but when he said this sentence, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. "These 5000 people are enough to keep us busy for a long time. If Chromamon hears that there are so many people who need to be resettled, he will be bald, hahahaha." King Drum changed the topic and thought with some schadenfreude. became the affairs officer.

"Haha, I don't think he has much hair now." Jess responded promptly, as if the brief and heavy topic before did not exist at all, "I heard that Chromamon can only sleep 4 hours a day now. He lives in the castle, but his wife insists that he go home three times a month."

"Hey? Are you so tired? But why does his wife want him to go back three times?"

"Ahem... This minister doesn't know about this. Maybe your Majesty can ask him when he gets back." Jace suppressed a smile.

They chatted for a long time, and estimated that Ander Simon should have finished breakfast, and then ordered the attendant to call him.

"So, Your Majesty, what's your choice?" Ander Simon personally filled up the tea for Valpo before asking.

"5000, I only want 5000 slaves." Valpo looked at the officials buying and selling slaves, "I wonder if this will affect the interests of those forces?"

"5000? Hmm...a subtle number." Andel Simon touched his chin and glanced at Jace again, "It can be touched."

He paused and noticed that everyone in Valpo was a little nervous, and then smiled slightly, "But it's not worth causing a conflict."

"Really? That's good." Valpo sat up straight, "As for the specific details and the type of slaves needed, I don't know if..."

"Everything will be as you wish, His Highness Valpo." Ander Simon gave Valpo reassurance, "After all, you gave me 'life'."

"Huh...thank you so much. Please give us a few days to prepare."

"Of course, I'm always waiting for your visit."

……

Wait for Valpo and his party to leave Andel Simon's mansion.

Only then did Victor show up, standing coweringly beside his master, looking at the people of the Drum Kingdom who were leaving in the distance.

"How about it? Is there anyone who can give you 100 million?"

"No...no." Victor shrank his neck, "Master suspects that 'Life' is a trap? Do you need me to send someone to investigate?"

"Huh? A trap?" Ander Simon waved his hand and glanced at Victor with disdain, "You should continue to be your own housekeeper, idiot." He didn't want to tell this slave too much, if it was really Val It doesn't matter that Bo planned all of this. It's just a good idea for him to ask this more. The results are the most important thing in life. Now he has got "life", and all he has to pay is 5000 slaves. There are traps and how.

"You send people to spread the news that I have received 'Sheng' throughout the Chambord Islands. I want everyone who should know about it to know about it within three days at the latest."

"But... Master, 'life' is worth 7 million Baileys."

"You want to say that I never accept 'gifts' exceeding 100 million beli. Why not only accept 'life' this time, but also spread it widely, right?"

"No, I dare not."

"So, you can only be a servant, Victor." A trace of heartache flashed in Andel Simon's eyes, and then it turned into burning ambition, "Get ready, pack up all your 'life', I'm going to see the master... ..." After saying that, he looked towards the towering red continent. He had obtained 'life' and maybe he should use him to change the trajectory of his life.

Wine is indeed important. He loves wine as much as his life, but power is his life...

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