Realm of Power

"Damn Fatty!" Nelly Jones looked at Fatty excitedly, with tears in her eyes. Her tall figure was trembling slightly with excitement. She started to sob just as she was about to say the words. Endless thoughts and questions came to her mind like a tide.

Ever since Fatty hurriedly knocked on the door to say goodbye in the middle of the night, Jones Nelly, who was hiding in the window and peeping, was shocked to find that Fatty was not a businessman, but a high-ranking Samoan officer.

After being shocked, Jones Nelly decided to have a talk with Fatty after thinking about it all night, but suddenly found that she didn’t know who Fatty was at all. She also went to the Business Alliance to ask for information about Harissa, and got the answer. They are all "This person's information is top secret! No one has the right to inquire except the president himself."

Fatty is like a mysterious gust of wind, appearing and disappearing suddenly. It seems that such a person does not exist at all. It is all a figment of her own imagination. But Jones Neely knows that Fatty is absolutely real. The Jones family can quickly move around Kyoto. The rise is entirely due to this mysterious, slightly foolish fat man.

It was said that in the southern battlefield that had just ended, hundreds of dead bodies were buried in hundreds of large pits. The thought that the fat man might be one of those killed in the battle made Jones Nellie feel worried. This time, Jones Nellie specially accompanied her cousin. Going to Zhivadin was also part of searching for news about the fat man.

"Cousin Jones, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Jones Nelly's abnormal behavior attracted the attention of the petite girl next to her, and she gently shook the sluggish Jones Nelly with her palm.

"Jones Nelly, didn't I tell you that you are waiting for me in Kyoto?" The fat man did not expect to meet Jones Nelly under such circumstances. He stood up with an embarrassed smile on his face and hurriedly held up his clothes with his leather coat. Covered by inner mail, but all this could not hide from Jones Nelly's eyes, she walked over with a graceful figure, her expression was happy and her tone was appropriate and she complained.

"You don't have to act anymore, I know you are not a businessman! Deacon Harissa, please allow me to call you this for the time being. In fact, to me, it doesn't make much difference whether you are a Samoan officer or a businessman. What touches me the most is your ability to lend a helping hand to the Jones family in times of crisis!”

"Is this the Deacon Harry you are talking about?" The girl next to Jones Nelly looked up and down the fat man curiously with her pretty eyes, and bowed slightly to the fat man, "It's great to meet you here. I once heard from Jones Nelly My cousin has talked about you. I heard that you know the senior executives of the Business Alliance. If I can get your help, this matter will be much easier to handle."

Two young nobles behind him also walked over. One of them raised his head arrogantly and looked at the fat man with disdain, which made the fat man feel very unhappy. He simply ignored them and looked at the lively and petite man. The girl said, "Why are you looking for the business alliance this time? Your accent doesn't sound like someone from Kyoto."

The petite girl's face was slightly red and she said, "My name is Longsi Qimor, and I am the lord of the Stes Territory in the northern territory of the kingdom! I came to Zhivadin this time because I hope that the Business Alliance can help our Longsi family tide over the difficulties."

"Oh, are you the lord of Stes?" The fat man looked stunned. He didn't expect that the shy girl in front of him was a lord of the northern territory. However, when the fat man racked his brains, he never thought that there was such a person as Stes in the northern part of the kingdom. In one place, he blinked and asked in a low voice, "I hope you can forgive me for being presumptuous, but I really don't know where the territory of Stes is in the north? Why have I never heard of it?"

"How can you be so rude? Don't forget that the person in front of you is a noble lord!" The petite girl's face turned even redder. The two young nobles beside him also looked indignant. The arrogant one among them The noble slapped the fat man's table angrily and stared at the fat man with arrogant eyes.

"I've long heard that the merchants of Zhivadin are very rude, almost climbing on top of the nobles. I didn't expect that even a pariah like you would dare to question a noble lord!..."

"Protect your lord!" The fat man could bear it, but the dozen or so guards behind him couldn't bear it. They shouted loudly, "Whoa!" They stood up at the same time, pointing their sharp and cold swords at the young noble,

The frightened nobleman's face suffocated, and he shrank back, waving his hands with a pale face and shouting, "What are you going to do! What are you going to do! I'm a noble!"

"Nobles? Please remember that in Samoa, nobles are no more noble than commoners!" The fat man waved his hand to stop the guards, and sneered and took a sip of pine cone. "If you don't want to cause trouble, please don't bring your bad habits from other places. !”

Jones Neely and Long Siqimoer looked at Fatty with astonishment on their faces. Although they guessed that Fatty Soldier was not a businessman, they did not expect that Fatty would be so powerful. The dozen or so people behind Fatty were obviously Fatty's personal bodyguards. It is almost unimaginable to live in Samoa without privileged nobles.

"No, no, Deacon Harissa, I think this is just a misunderstanding!"

The petite Longsi Qimoer pulled the young noble with a hesitant expression, and stopped the young noble's retreating body. This made the fat man look sideways. The petite girl in front of him was far more powerful than she looked.

Longsqimoer knew that in the Samor territory, the nobles were no more privileged than the common people. A person like Fatty who could run rampant and kill people on the street was not someone he could offend. He quickly explained to Fatty with an embarrassed look on his face.

"It's normal for Deacon Harry to have never heard of Stes. I only inherited it three months ago. Stes is a small basin in the northern part of Natoni County. It was originally the territory of the Marquis of Longs.

Because my father died without leaving a will, the original territory was divided into several parts according to the convention. I am the youngest daughter of the Longs family, and Stace is the territory allocated to me! It is really beautiful there, and the beautiful Liglas River passes in front of my manor! "

"Manor!" The fat man almost spit out the wine in his breath. He basically understood in his heart that the so-called territory that the girl in front of him was hesitant about was probably a dilapidated manor of the Longs family.

Such children who are almost not in the inheritance order are not uncommon in aristocratic families. The fat man knew that if it were not for the sudden death of the old Marquis of Falcon, his fate might be the same, living in a dilapidated manor for retirement. No wonder Longs Qimoer blushed and embarrassed every time she mentioned her identity as a lord.

The fat man had no intention of making things difficult for the poor girl, and waved his hand to her, "Okay, for the sake of Jones Nili, I can help you. Tell me what you want to do with the Business Alliance? "

"I want to ask the Business Alliance to set up a freight station in my territory," Long Siqimoer said with hope, "I know that the Business Alliance likes water transportation the most, and I also have a river there."

"Then you just need to apply to the Business Alliance, it shouldn't be difficult to do!" The fat man said indifferently. The fat man knew that compared with the waterway network built by Samor inside, the Business Alliance generally would not apply for waterway applications from external non-Samor areas. This is to expand the trade route, a win-win situation for both parties, not to mention that the northern part of the kingdom is the area that he wants to expand vigorously.

"My application has been submitted for half a month!" Long Siqimoer lowered his head, his voice low like a moan, "But, but they... . . . . . . "Hesitating for a long time, unable to speak, his blushing head almost buried in the round chest,

This made the fat man feel his heart beat. To be honest, Long Siqi Moer's breasts are not ordinary big. I don't know if it's because her figure is too petite or too fully developed. The two round little white rabbits can feel the beating touch even through the clothes. The fat man's eyes are almost sunken and can't be pulled out.

"Fatty!" Jones Nili on the opposite side can't sit still anymore, and slapped the fat man's table. "The Business Alliance said that the river is too shallow and cannot sail. Our application was rejected again! Don't say you can't do it! I know you are very familiar with the top leaders of the Business Alliance!"

When the fat man heard this, he cried in his heart, "Just because I am familiar with the Business Alliance doesn't mean I am familiar with the river. If the boat can't cross the river, it's useless for you to find me!"