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"Okay~" Samuel smiled brightly after hearing Morton's words, and then pulled out a stack of parchment scrolls from the drawer, in triplicate, "Here is the contract I drafted, take a look."

Morton took one of them and immediately said unhappily:

"So you guys have discussed this long ago? Even the contract was written in advance?"

"Brother, you have to understand me. There is nothing I can do about it. Your land is in someone else's hands, so they have the final say. It's good enough that I can pay it back with some money~"

"Hmph~" Morton snorted again, then grabbed the parchment and started reading:

"Regarding the final ownership plan of the current Ceres Territory, the actual occupying party is willing to sell the territory to the contract signatory party at a price of 700 gold coins. The specific sales agreement is as follows... Once the transaction is reached, the actual occupying party must complete the delivery within 5 days, and all garrisons must withdraw from the territory unconditionally..."

Things like actual occupier and deal reached are all extremely obscure words, which are consistent with Samuel's usual style. Everyone says that he is not like an official, but more like a businessman. Perhaps it is precisely because of this characteristic that he can sit in the position of Minister of Finance.

"What is this actual occupying party..." he asked with some confusion.

"Ah, just as the word means, whoever's troops occupy the Territory of Ceres now is the actual occupier. It has nothing to do with the original ownership of the territory. Believe me, I am absolutely rigorous in these details and will not make mistakes." Samuel explained.

"Humph, instead of making it so complicated, wouldn't it be more convenient to just use our two names?" Morton said unhappily.

"Since it's a contract, it should comply with the regulations. After all, there is a possibility of people having the same name as others," Samuel explained again.

Morton snorted coldly and read the contract again. This time he roughly understood the content of the contract. In simple terms, the current occupier of Ceres Territory would sell it to the contract signatory for 700 gold coins.

It was originally a simple matter, but it was written in such a difficult and complicated way. He read it carefully twice and finally signed his name after making sure there were no problems.

Karl signed his name right after him, and Samuel, as the notary, also wrote his name on it, then slapped his thigh and laughed:

"Then this is considered a reconciliation. Let's drink to our future friendship."

As he spoke, he took out three glasses and served them red wine.

But Morton still looked unhappy:

"Forget about the friendship. The reconciliation is only temporary."

"Okay, okay, okay~" Samuel nodded and said, "Anyway, let's finish this cup first~"

Then the three of them raised their glasses and drank the wine in one gulp.

Then Carl put down his glass, glanced at Morton, and said:

"To be honest, I don't trust Morton very much. I hope he can pay the 700 gold coins in one lump sum, the sooner the better."

"Pay in full at once?" Morton turned back, anger showing on his face again, "Where can I get so much money in such a short time?"

"That's your problem, when to pay and when to deliver," Carl continued.

"Hmph~" With a cold snort, the wine glass was thrown to the ground. Morton had already stood up from the stool, looked at Karl with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Don't be complacent, your victory this time is just a fluke."

"Oh~Harmony brings wealth, why do this~" Samuel hurriedly advised.

However, Morton ignored him, kicked the stool away, and then slammed the door and walked out.

Samuel bent down to pick up the wine glass on the ground, and after exchanging glances with Carl, he followed him out.

In the hall, the banquet was still going on. Countless men and women were dancing to the music, enjoying the extravagant and uninhibited nightlife of the nobles. But Morton didn't have the leisure time at this time. He just kept filling his cup with wine and then drank it down one cup after another. 700 gold coins, if it was a normal day, he would not be unable to pay, but now he had just suffered a defeat, and his lords suffered heavy losses. Then there was news that mercenaries were plundering in the territory. In order to compensate and appease the barons below, he almost used up most of his savings. And now he had to pay Carl so much money. He became more and more angry and took another big gulp of wine.

"You shouldn't be drinking here alone." Then he heard Samuel's voice behind him.

"You need to relax. See those ladies? Go find a few, dance, and flirt. They must be particularly interested in the wonderful stories of the North." Samuel said as he walked forward, holding the wine jug, filling it for Morton, and then poured himself a glass.

"Do you think I'm in this mood now?" Morton said unhappily.

"Are you worried about money?" Samuel raised his glass and they both drank.

"700 gold coins, and I just suffered a defeat~" Morton shook his head helplessly.

"You know, I also provide some loans here." Samuel replied cautiously, and filled the two glasses, raised the glass again and drank it together with Morton.

Morton put down his glass and sneered:

"Why, you want to drain my pocket too?"

"What do you think of me? I do like making money, but I also really want to help. The stability of the North is related to the entire kingdom." Samuel paused here, and after he filled another glass of wine and drank it with Morton, he said again, "8% annual interest rate is not too much."

"That makes sense~" Morton nodded in reply, and took another sip of the wine in his hand. His face was now flushed and his eyes were a little blurred.

Samuel watched his every move, and then, without noticing, filled his glass again, and said:

"I can lend you 500 gold coins, and the repayment period can be extended to more than two years. Of course, you will also need to provide some collateral, but this is not a big problem for you."

After he finished speaking, he handed the full glass to Morton again.

"Hmph, 500 gold coins. You say you're doing it for the kingdom, but all you care about is business." Morton said as he took the wine glass.

"It's just a matter of money. It's better than losing the territory." Samuel patted his shoulder and said.

"Yeah~ What could be worse~" Morton sighed.

"So you agree?"

Morton did not answer, but drank the glass in his hand again and nodded.

Samuel, as if he had been prepared, took out another parchment agreement and spread it in front of the other party:

"Then just sign it, and I promise that these 500 gold coins will be delivered to you tomorrow."

Morton grabbed the parchment with blurry eyes, held it against his face and looked at it again and again.

Samuel wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously.

“There are some collateral requirements and default protection statements, but nothing serious,” he said.

"Hmm~" Morton finally nodded after looking at it for a while, then shook his hand and signed his name crookedly on it, and then threw the pen and paper back to Samuel.

"Then the contract is concluded." Samuel smiled and signed his name. When he left, he passed by Carl and gave him a meaningful look.

It was late at night when the dinner ended. Carl was in the carriage on the way back, and his heart was in turmoil. He knew that this was just the beginning, and the next step would still be full of challenges. When Morton knew that he was being tricked, he would definitely not give up, and he had to be prepared to fight back.