Blood of Mercury

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After only a few minutes, the blood-like sunset light sank into the land on the west side.

The dim shadow was pressing down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sunset, which was originally emitting a satin-like vermilion light, gradually became darker.

But at this time, the void above the central area of ​​the White Tower became more and more conspicuous.

As the sunset light gradually gathered and buried in the ground, the crimson and purple outline couldn't help but not appear pale due to the loss of the sunset light, but instead became more vivid and dazzling.

"Oh, by the way," Roland seemed to suddenly remember something, and handed a purse to Robert, "your profit."

"There really is..."

Robert took the purse in a complicated mood.

Roland put his hands on his hips and looked righteous: "Of course. I'm not here to deceive you."

I'm here to scam people out of their money.

Roland silently added in his heart.

"How about it? Do you want to try it again? You can get one-tenth of the profit in two days and less than three days - there is no such profit in selling drugs."

"...I have to say, I'm tempted."

Robert said in a deep voice: "However, I also feel a little uneasy at the same time..."

"It's ￥∏, it's too fast to make money, right?"

Roland cast an understanding look at him.

Originally, he looked at Roland hesitantly, worried that Roland would think that he was stingy, and Robert suddenly felt relieved.

"Yes. The money is being made too fast..."

Robert nodded with a serious face: "I'm a nobleman, not a businessman... Opportunities will eventually pay off."

Ha ha.

Roland almost laughed.

If the nobles of Banza, the nobles of Suze, the nobles of Caral—even the nobles of a mountaineer said this, Roland would somewhat believe them.

But only the nobles of Titan definitely do not apply to this sentence.

Titan is rich in great merchants.

A good Titan merchant may not be a noble, but every Titan noble is a good merchant.

When it comes to Titan, one thinks of wine, food and beauty.

There, everything is clearly priced. Not to mention the wives and daughters of fallen nobles. Even freedom and belief can be sold.

"Oh... as expected of a great noble of Titan..."

Roland said softly word by word in a teasing tone.

Robert looked at "Herland" with charming eyes narrowed like a little fox, bent down slightly, tilted his head to look at himself, and suddenly panicked.

"If you're worried about risk, you might as well invest less."

Roland put his head together and stared at Robert carefully. Then he suddenly stepped back a few steps, and said in a flat tone, "Then let's end it. I'll just find someone else to cooperate, Mr. Noble."

"do not!"

Robert panicked, and immediately grabbed Roland's shoulder.

"Herland, don't take it to heart, I just said that... This side will definitely continue to vote..."

"No no no, why would I care about it..."

Roland didn't let go of the hands he put on his shoulders, and put his hands on his belly like this gracefully, his eyes full of smiles: "But you are a noble. The Grand Duke Suzerland of Titan is well said." Nobles never come to the table'—right?"

At this time, Robert finally realized that this investment was not "Herland" begging him to join, but he should be asking "Herland" to allow him to enter this circle.

For a time, he couldn't help but feel the bitterness in his throat.

He finally tasted the bitter fruit of his arrogance.

"Miss Hellland... please give me a chance."

"You should call me Miss Helland Alexevna!"

A lioness-like majesty flashed across "Miss Helland"'s face.

In an almost arrogant tone—or, in a more exaggerated tone, as Robert had used before, she said: "Mr. Robert, you are now placing your hand on the shoulder of a young lady. superior!"

The voice was weak, but powerful: "If your family motto is to be proud of the 'courageous act' of an unmarried woman's rude behavior, then please allow my knight to have a glorious duel with you!"

At this time. Claudia, who was also from a noble family, finally smelled the smell of gunpowder.

The sentence "Herland" refers to the other's family, and putting it on the earth is equivalent to greeting the other's ancestors for eighteen generations with a cordial and warm tone.

She almost thought that Roland was going to tear his face off with Robert.

But right now. Something unexpected happened to Claudia—

"……I'm very sorry."

I saw Robert's expression froze for about five or six seconds, then he suddenly released Roland's shoulders, took out his handkerchief with a gesture of humility, and brushed Roland's shoulders like a servant.

Afterwards, he straightened his body with a serious face, and gave Roland a Titan noble salute: "Re-introduction. Honorable Miss Helan Alexevna."

"I am Robert von Ludwig, the ninth heir to the Titan Empire, and now the viscount."

He took two steps back, returned to where he was at the beginning, and then again performed a courtesy of a Suze noble to Roland: "I apologize to you again."

"May you forgive me."

Ah. a smart guy.

Roland narrowed his eyes and showed a happy smile.

"...Okay, Viscount Robert," Roland's voice returned to the softness at the beginning, "I also ask you to forgive Hurland's joking—"

"Where is it?"

Robert and Roland looked at each other and smiled, Claudia and An Ruosi, who were all ready to persuade them, couldn't help but look at each other, only to feel inexplicable.

But they didn't know that Roland had stepped on the edge of death before—

"Miss Hurland, let's go to Line 4 first. Talk as you walk along the road."

With Hurland's forgiveness, Robert showed a sunny and smiling smile.

He enthusiastically walked to Helen's side, but was careful not to touch any of Helen's skin.

Robert finally stopped hiding the essence of his businessman.

He whispered in Helland's ear and said, "I have an idea on how to use this channel of yours to make more profits..."

Listening to his plan, Roland nodded again and again.

At the same time, he gradually loosened his right hand that was gripping the sword.

It seemed that the two of them just had a bit of a spat, but it was actually a big gamble by Roland, and it was also a test that Robert made to Hurland.

If Roland didn't respond to Robert's rude gestures, then either "Herland" was seductive enough, or she wasn't as noble as Robert thought.

Roland saw through his thoughts, but he didn't take the move. Instead, he overturned the chessboard and left the choice back to Robert.

Based on the reckless behavior of "Herland", he judged that her identity may be far more noble than he thought at first.

So Robert, who was also deadlocked, made a bet.

He was betting on the woman "Herland", which he couldn't afford to offend.

But he didn't know that Roland also made a bet.

What he was betting on was that Robert would definitely think that the woman "Herland" could not be offended—

Clearly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Roland won.

The gamble is unfair to both parties.

If Robert loses, then at most he will change from "almost no chance of succession" to "no chance of succession at all".

But if Roland loses...

Then it means that he will be regarded as an enemy by the enraged Robert. Not to mention that the plan in the White Tower will be blocked, that is, the establishment of the power will be met with huge resistance for no reason, and even personal safety will be threatened.

However, since Roland dared to play this extremely unfavorable game, he naturally has his confidence-(To be continued..)

ps: ... Ten Xian's computer crashes ah ah ah ah! The content of the chapter I just coded out is gone!

...so the second chapter may not be in time for zero, if you have to wait, wait a little longer qaq

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