King of German Mercenaries

At this time, Draka, who was in charge of trade with the fleet, also rushed to Marin's temporary residence with the ledger to report his work...

"My lord!" Draka didn't have the confidence to give Marin a hug, but saluted directly.

"Well, well done, Draka, how's it going?"

"Sir, this time we bought a total of 400,000 pounds of spices, equivalent to 181 tons; in addition, there are 35 tons of copper, 30 tons of saltpeter, and several large boxes of rubies and other rare items that sell well..."

"Wait, Draka, did you buy soybeans?" Marin interrupted. Marin has long known about spices, but he still values ​​soybeans. Because soybean is an excellent feed for war horses and an important oil-producing crop.

"Yes, my subordinates bought ten sacks of soybeans. By the way, my lord, are soybeans the kind of yellow beans?"

"Yes, that's it!" Soybeans are also called soybeans.

"That's good, that's good..." Draka breathed a sigh of relief, but he was very afraid of doing something wrong. He was Kohler's apprentice, although he was about the same age as Kohler. It was Kohler who taught him how to settle accounts. Of course, he was literate himself, and had studied at a parochial school for two years. Marin was also short of manpower, so he used all of Kohler's apprentices. No way, the low-level nobles just have no one willing to take refuge. Even if he became an earl now, he would have to wait until the Saxons were defeated and his position stabilized before anyone would come to join him. As a civilian born Draka, he also attached great importance to the opportunity given by Marin this time. Because, these days, it is too difficult for commoners to come forward. So, he has to take every opportunity. Just one failure was enough to bring him back to his original shape.

"Well, Draka, send someone to show me a small bag of soybeans." Marin still decided to inspect the goods with his own eyes, lest there be some kind of strange soybean-like species on Asan's side.

Soon, Draka asked someone to take a handful of soybeans from the boat, and Marin took a look at it and thought it was right. Take it in your mouth and chew it, the familiar taste stimulates the taste buds...

"Drakka, you've done a great job. When you go back, I'll give you a knight!" Marin patted Draka on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"Thank you...Thank you, Lord Baron..." Draka was suddenly incoherent with excitement. Being promoted from a commoner to a noble is no less than a mortal becoming an immortal in a fantasy novel...

"Cough, now the lord is an earl..." Garland, the captain of the guard who had been playing soy sauce for a long time, reminded.

"Count?" Draka was confused.

Garland immediately turned on the manual mode, and told Draka about Marin's great achievements in the past two years, and Draka was stunned when he heard it. After being stunned for a long time, Draka didn't know how to evaluate Marin's miraculous deeds, but just gave a thumbs up:

"Sir, you are really tall..."

Columbus, who was sitting on the side, also woke up from the gold coins in his head. He could not understand the German conversation between Marin and Draka, but he happily spoke to Marin in Latin:

"Lord Count, this voyage is really amazing. We insisted on drinking the kind of medicine you asked for soaking in water, and only 3 people died during the whole journey!"

"Why are people still dead?" Marin frowned.

"Not from scurvy, but from some kind of fever (maybe malaria or something). You know, it's hotter in India... those 3 people, the doctor bled them many times and it didn't help, and then they became weak dead sick..."

Malin's head was suddenly full of black lines - good people will let you bleed many times and you will lose too much blood and die, not to mention the patients... It seems that Mo Zhigen and Bartle will train a few more. apprentice. Until the next voyage, a few on-board doctors must be prepared on board. Lest like this time, the quack doctors on board only know bloodletting, bloodletting...

Just as he was talking, Prince John ran over there. Marlin and Prince John are fighting hot these days,

The relationship is very close, and it is about to stir up the foundation...

"Marin, why are you leaving in such a hurry? My Royal Toledo team is still waiting to tie the game, how could you suddenly run away..." Prince John shouted in dissatisfaction. These days, his Royal Toledo team has not once beaten Marin's Counts of Frisian. Not even a draw was ever won, and all the rest were lost. But Prince John refused to admit defeat, so he came to challenge every day. Not to mention, since he learned a few tricks from Marin, Prince John paid attention to letting the team's defenders delay the defense, and he conceded a lot less. Halfway through today, Real Toledo has only lost one goal, and there is a lot of hope for an equalizer...

"Oh, the sailing fleet I'm waiting for is back, of course I'm going to come back and have a look..." Marin said indifferently.

"His Royal Highness Prince Juan..." Columbus was taken aback when he saw Prince John. Columbus, who had been in the Spanish court for a few years, naturally knew the most honorable heir to the throne in Spain. So, after seeing Prince John, I was very shocked. Juan, is also the Spanish pronunciation of John. Just like the name Charlie, in Spanish, it's pronounced Carlos...

"Why, you know me? Hey, why are you wearing a mask? Who are you?" Prince John saw Columbus sitting beside him.

"I..." Columbus didn't know how to answer at this time. Because he is now under the pseudonym of Captain Zorro. As for whether to reveal his identity, he looked at Marin.

Marin coughed and said to Prince John:

"John, he's Columbus..."

"What? Is he Columbus? The navigator? You recruited him? Also, why is he wearing a mask?"

"Well, when I was passing through Italy, I met Columbus who had a difficult life, so I recruited him to do things for me..." While explaining to Prince John, Marin also reminded Columbus side-by-side that I helped you when you were the most unlucky. You, don't have the idea of ​​betrayal...

Sure enough, when Columbus heard Marin's words, his expression changed. Of course, under the protection of the mask, no one could see the change in his face. He remembered the miserable time when he was hiding in the Italian countryside, when he could barely drink alcohol and his wife was always clamoring to leave him...

"As for why he wears a mask, it's because his face was scratched by an angry prostitute, and his appearance was broken, so he had to wear a mask..."

"Pfft—ahahaha..." Prince John laughed. He remembered that it seemed that because the sailors of Columbus brought syphilis back, the Pope issued a decree prohibiting prostitutes, causing the prostitutes to cut off their businesses and lose their source of life. Then, a group of angry prostitutes beat Columbus, who had been dispossessed of his knighthood, in the street. Unexpectedly, Columbus's face was scratched by the angry prostitutes...

Columbus's face turned black. He was reluctant to mention this history, and he was even less willing to be laughed at by others. However, it was the powerful Spanish crown prince who was laughing at him at this time, and he was helpless.

After laughing enough, Prince John asked curiously:

"Marin, what are you hiring him for? Is it to explore the colony sites in the Wilderness Continent?" Prince John made such a guess when he thought that the original agreement allowed Marin to open up several colony points in the Wilderness Continent.

But Marin shook his head:

"His Royal Highness, I asked him to find the real India..."

"Real India?" Prince John was a little stunned, and then asked:

"Didn't you say long ago that the area to the west that he discovered was the Wild Continent, not India?"

"That's right, India can't be found in the west. So I asked him to explore the east, and, found India?"

"East? Did you go through the Portuguese territory to find India?" Prince John's expression changed. At sea, even the mighty Spain was no match for the Portuguese.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I once purchased the right to trade in India from His Majesty the Pope for 5 years..."

"Oh, I remembered. Two years ago, the Pope wanted to use India's trading rights to exchange titles and territories with the father and mother. Because this is too illusory, the father and mother refused..."

After Alexander VI sold the trade rights to Marin for 5 years, he did reveal to the Spanish king and his wife that they wanted to authorize Spain to trade in India. However, the Spanish double kings considered that the Indian route has no clue at present, and doing so may be at odds with Portugal, and Alexander VI lion opened his mouth to ask for two counts and related territories. Therefore, the two kings of Spain declined the Pope's kindness.

"Really? However, Your Highness, Columbus has successfully discovered the real India and returned with a full load of spices..." After speaking, Marin immediately stared at Prince John's expression... If Prince John showed a greedy expression , Marin will immediately let Columbus board the ship and leave, so that the Spaniards will not have the opportunity to eat black...

To Marin's relief, Prince John didn't show a greedy look. However, it was shocked:

"Spice...full?" Prince John stammered in surprise. He knew that Columbus had 4 ships with him. Although they were not big, it was still scary to use "full load".

You know, a grand palace banquet costs only a few hundred pounds of spices. And the four ships are fully loaded, how many banquets will be held...

The simple prince doesn't seem to be very sensitive to money, otherwise, he must be full of gold coins in his eyes. However, he also knew that spices were rare things. Even in the palace, only members of the royal family can often be late for spices. Many nobles do not often eat spices. They have to wait until a banquet is held before they can take out the spices to enjoy and... show off... You know, that kind of The way Marin was terrified of eating grilled meat dipped in pepper was popular among the nobility and a symbol of status and status...

So he was shocked that Columbus brought back four boats of spice...