Vol 3 Chapter 154: Me, Franc East, money! under

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Three days later, the dock was full of people.
No one noticed that the high platform with the sword was raised a few meters, but felt that it was clearer. In fact, even this ship is not a ship anymore. The bottom of the ship is pierced, and a few huge wooden piles are nailed into the seabed to permanently fix the deck on this small dock.
After the sword is pulled up, a statue carved into the stone will be placed here to commemorate the scene that took place in Storm Harbor.
Three days ago, the "Northland Merchants Corps" sent by Sauvalier had negotiated everything with Francon-that "The Commercial Promotion Opinion and Sharing Agreement of the" Penglin Kingdom "" Sword of the King "" is at all a covert . The real agreement does not fall on paper.
Now Sauvalier stands alone on the high platform, watching the silent storm city people, waiting quietly for the arrival of the moment-the nobles stand in the inner circle, then the famous captains and medium merchants, and then the city guards , The most peripheral are ordinary citizens,
"It's getting windy," someone behind said.
Sauvalier pursed his lips, and he knew who was talking—in fact, the guard standing not far behind him, the armor shell was filled with Franc East—he is now hostage! What moth did you pull out of the sword today? The first one to be cut is him!
The wind is getting bigger and bigger, and even blows away the condensed sea fog near the sea! The golden light of the rising sun shone from the distant sea surface, rendering the storm harbor and the people of Stormwind brilliant at the moment.
It was a wind-making technique jointly performed by a dozen magicians ... With continuous consumption, Stormwind ’s magic reserve has been reduced to a very dangerous level-if Shen Yan is a spy sent by another country, then he has already Has achieved unprecedented success!
But Sauvalier believed that he was not-a young man with no equal, and would not be sent to death!
Seeing Chaoyang, Xiuvariai knew that the moment was finally here, so he first took off his iron gloves and held it with his bare hands on the hilt.
"Look! What is that?" After the sea fog was blown away, the wind calmed down. Before waiting for people to get nervous about Xiu Valier, who is about to draw a sword, he felt countless debris falling from the sky ... Is it snow? Is it snowing?
"No! It's petals!"
The endless flower petals fell from the void in the air, and fell on the head of nearly 100,000 Stormwinders! It is a miracle to let the citizens in the sunshine be intoxicated. Seeing these petals, Sauvalier closed his eyes in distress ... This is not a miracle, this is money!
The magician of the original magic tower proposed to run out of light, and was sprayed on the individual with the endless skin by that Francon! "Last time was light, this time it was light. Why do you not go out and go streaking so much ?! Are you afraid that others will not be suspicious?"
Then Francon sold a box of petals to the city's main house, Chauvalier, for four times the weight of gold, swearing that if he knew in advance that small box was a shrinkage box, he would rather continue to run out! Because the light is free ... Nima flowers and petals are not too expensive! Especially when he was full of ten boxes, he knew for the first time that the fresh petals were so heavy!
"Wait, should we talk about the price?" Just as Xiu Valier wanted to draw a sword, Francon behind him suddenly stopped.
Clenching teeth ... Xiu Valier pulled his sword hard! Sure enough, no movement!
"Speak, how much do you want?" He asked in a low voice, and put his hand on the hilt by the way, kneeling on one knee ... like praying.
"Half a storeroom." The man behind said with a smile.
Xiu Valier gritted his teeth! Who leaked the wind? Why is the price in my heart known to others? But by this time, he had changed his mind. Politicians need credibility because credibility can be exchanged for greater benefits. As long as the price is right, the reputation can be sold without any burden.
At the moment, Xiu Valier had already planned to pay the bill, so he readily agreed.
"it is good!"
"Then please ... King of the Storm, that sword is yours." Francon bowed back.
Suvalier wondered ... Why did Francon's voice suddenly become a female voice? But he had no time to think about it at this moment. When the wrist was pressed, there was no resistance this time, and the sword was pulled out with a "blurring" sound. At this time, exactly the first sunrise light shone on the high platform. Choose the ceremony at this moment and deliberately blow away the sea fog.
Under the rising sun, the sword of the king once again radiated colorful light! The petals flying against the sky set off against each other, as if the heavens are coming!
Sauvalier stood up, raised his sword high, ready to greet cheers!
Looking at the tall figure wearing armor-Stormwind No matter the aristocracy or ordinary citizens, the heart was slammed into it at this moment! I was so moved that I could n’t even cheer! The scene fell into a strange silence for a while ...
At this moment, suddenly someone from the south shouted, "See the King of Storms!", And someone kneeled down towards Sauvalier! Sauvalier was a little stunned, because the plan was followed by cheering and sword reading, which was not the "program" he just arranged.
However, he was not allowed to continue to hesitate, because immediately after the North, West, and East, there were people who shouted "See the King of Storms!" And then took the lead to kneel ... As more and more people kneeled, even those nobles and Big businessmen have to kneel!
"See the King of Storms!" The voice became louder and louder, almost shaking the whole harbor. Everyone shouted in a cry, urging Huvalier to step onto the throne! Sauvalier was a bit indecisive, which was not in line with his plan ...
At this time, he heard that Francon grinned, and suddenly took out a golden pair of cloaks, and put it on the shoulder of Xiu Valier! Then "he" stepped back two steps, and his figure became more and more faint, even under the eyes of everyone, and disappeared like a bubble.
The sea breeze rolled up its golden cloak, and Xiu Valier felt blank.
"I am ... the king of Nan Penglin, the king of the storm!"

"City Lord ... No, King, Your Majesty ... You are here." The officers who led the team were in a mess, and I don't know what to call it.-Xiu Valier took the throne on the trend. Everything is called a mess.
But to be more legendary, he gritted his teeth at that time ... from!
Now Sauvalier feels extremely regretful!
The king of the storm, Tie Qing, waved his hand at the guard officer arbitrarily-at this time he still has energy to pay attention to the problem of the title!
Now he thought about everything. The gathered crowd, the mobilized city guards, pulled out the sword of the king, and the sudden persuasion ... attracted everyone's eyes firmly in the harbour, and was slammed!
Sauvalier pushed open the door of the warehouse, and the sight he saw made him weak and almost fell. The joy of just ascending to the throne is all swept away!
I saw the huge mansion, with the center as the dividing line-the armor blade on the left, the crossbow arrows, and some food remained untouched; and the money and large amounts of food that had been placed on the right were empty and empty!
This reminded him of Shen Yan's magical shrinkage box, and an old blood almost spewed out!
"Wait, what is that?" He vaguely saw the opposite wall, seeming to write a large line of characters. He waved his hand, and immediately the guards ran across the storeroom with the torches, standing under the line and lighting it up.
I saw it read-
"Me, Francon, money!"