Chapter 611: protocol

"Sir William!"
The count's wife, Mrs. Amaris, speaks with a thick greasy voice, sweet like a cheese honey: "No! Maybe I should call you a Baron William... At the banquet of the Earl, we have seen it a few times. !"
"The unfortunate news of the Earl's adult, I must have known the lady, but also hope that the lady will mourn!"
Wu Ming apologized: "Fortunately, the lady escaped from the castle, it is really gratifying!"
There has always been a doubt in his heart.
In the rebellion of the Viscount of Eagle Fort, the Highland Knight was deliberate, and in the case of an attack, the countess could still escape smoothly. Not only did she escape smoothly, but she also took several children together and successfully escaped the subsequent arrest. It is quite incredible.
But if the countess is a witch with a spell, and it is the master of the entire underground black market, then everything is okay.
"What about the lady, is the Earl known?"
After silence, Wu Ming suddenly asked.
"what's up?"
Mrs. Amaris giggled, like the eyes of the night moon staring at Wu Ming: "Is it a witch? Or a underground black market?"
"Mrs. confess?"
Guess confirmed that Wu Ming’s face has also become solemn.
A witch, plus the master of the black market underneath, basically grasps half of Wuthering City, enough to cause a little trouble for himself.
Of course, the other party's appearance here tonight is the performance of the soft, looking for the possibility of cooperation.
It’s just the bottom line of the two sides, and they need to test each other.
"Yes, the operation of the underground black market is indeed related to me!"
Mrs. Amaris admitted frankly: "These things, including my witch identity, the count is not informed!"
‘Poor Blue Mountain Count...’
Wu Ming’s heart mourned for his former Feng Jun:
The lady did not go to the Xiongshi family and the Viscount Eagle, but came to find me. I don’t know what the requirements are?

Amaris was awkward.
Originally, even though Sir William was a very powerful warrior, she was sure to rely on her own charm and some inheriting spells to surrender to her pomegranate skirt.
But now, when she sees the other side, she knows that everything is impossible.
"I am coming on behalf of the merchants. Your curfews and other laws and regulations have greatly damaged their interests!"
After a while, the lady still said quietly.

I protect all legitimate business activities as long as they pay taxes!

Wu Ming smiled and answered.
"You want to reach out to the black market?"
Amy Lisi’s pupils shrank slightly, but this was also reasonable. She quickly weighed the pros and cons and proposed several conditions:
So... you must guarantee the power of all black market merchants, as well as the dark mercenaries. Right of passage, and..."
"Wait a minute!"
Wu Ming looked at this woman who was insatiable: "I am talking about 'legal'!"
He deliberately increased the tone of the last two words: "All actions in the black market must conform to my decree. If you don't understand, please go to Carlos to see!"
"Do you want to fight?"
Amaris's face became quite difficult to look at.
Carros’s work, she naturally heard, and the number of free people there made her stunned, not to mention the activities of liberating serfs. After carefully understanding Wu Ming’s policies, she almost thought that Wu Ming is a saint and is ready to abolish slavery altogether.
Leading the ages is a genius, one step is a madman!
Of course, Wu Ming also knows the scale, and has not reformed drastically from the beginning. Even if the liberation of serfs is based on redemption, it is still a minority that can really make up the money to buy land.
Moreover, the slaves were not completely abolished, but only a heavy tax was imposed on businessmen who had a large number of slaves, and they were guided to some extent.
Even so, the Carlos collar at this time, in the Fengying Plain, already has the name of 'Freedom Capital', attracting the desire of many serfs and slaves.
"If you force the implementation of the Carlos decree, you will not be a provocation in the black market!"
In order to protect the interests of the black market, the countess was cold.
"If you say yes, then it is!"
Wu Ming did not let it halfway, and there seemed to be a golden light flashing through the pupil. The next moment, Amaris was a spur of the moment, surrounded by a powerful death harbinger, as if it were in the shadow of a pile of dragons.
Her face was pale and she could not help but silence.
After a long time, Amaris answered bitterly: "I am astrology, I have a little power to see the fog of the future... On your body, I can't see the possibility of failure!"
"You can understand this!"
Compromise does not mean that there is no bottom line of concession. Once the other party is stubborn, Wu Ming does not mind spending the effort to uproot the entire black market!
With his perception, coupled with the perceived increase in the power of the people, and the black market position that he knew last time, the other party did not have much resistance.
Although subsequent retaliation may cause trouble, it is also a problem for the night watchman.
At first, they were plundered from these black market merchants. They have accumulated enough wealth for many years, and they are enough for a moment.
However, this witch actually has a little prophecy, making Wu Ming slightly slightly surprised.
‘It’s a pity... the real big prophecy, you can see the fate, and it’s your little witch who can peep...’
The real prophecy should be to see the trend of the world, master the destiny, at least have a world personality.
Other astrology, crystal prophecy, and the like, not only foggy, but also met Wu Ming's power. If you don't want her to see it, you can't see it at all, or even deliberately release a false future, and turn the prophet fans into a group. It can also be done completely.
Therefore, most of these prophets are not allowed to die, and there are many schizophrenic, and they have become mad.
Amy Lisi bites the lips of the peaches, which are rich and bright red lips. It seems to be squatting, measuring the pros and cons. Finally, she glanced at the dragon heart sword hanging from Wu Ming’s waist and finally made a decision:
You can get you. Wanted, but must follow my one condition, the only condition!"
"Please say!"
Wu Ming is undecided.
"I have a daughter named Edda, who is sixteen this year!"
Amy Lisi looked at Wu Ming’s eyes: "I want you to marry her, be your wife!"
"If you do this! I assure you that all the black market merchants will spare no effort to support you in winning the final victory of the war, and there are other benefits you can't imagine!"
Her voice is enchanted, like the venom of paralysis: "I can tell you that the eldest son of the count has already followed him and died. Several sons have also died in the chaos. If you marry the little Edda, you can inherit the count. The title of the throne!"
Wu Ming couldn’t help but blink: 'This woman...’
As the third wife of the Earl, Amaris did not have a son, only a few daughters, and did not know whether it was related to the witch's bloodline.
The death of the eldest son of the count was an accident, but a few nephews and young sons were killed together in the war. Only the countess fled with her own daughter, which is too coincidental?
If you think of the death of the former wife of the count, it seems normal.
Wu Ming felt that the beautiful witch in front of her has changed, like a honey wrapped in poison.
"Our Earl of Warcraft, more than one of my son-in-law!"
However, the benefits of this delivery, Wu Ming will not refuse.
At the beginning, he used the dragon heart sword and pretended to be blue blood, and he had the mind to integrate the power of the blue blood princes of the Fengying Plain.
In order to achieve this goal, he must marry a woman of a noble family who is pure and pure.
There is no doubt that the prostitute of the Count of Blue Mountains best meets this requirement!
"Giggle..."
Seeing that the Baron William promised to come down, Amaris’s face looked excited:
How can the other sons of the Earl be your opponent?

There is a glimmer of light in her eyes. Obviously, this is a woman with a strong desire for power.
Wu Ming’s heart was secretly alert and immediately smiled:
I have no problem... You can rest here for one night, and then pick up your ladies tomorrow, I will announce it to you, I found you from Wuthering City, and Will be engaged to Miss Edda!"
"A rest for one night? Of course!"
Amaris glimpsed, and immediately the face showed a fascinating smile...
......
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A few days later, on the whistling city, more than ten wooden cannons made an astonishing roar.
The huge iron bullets are in the center of the army, under the impact of horror, even if the knight is hit by the front, it can only become a patties.
The shredded iron pieces, nails and the like filled with wood cannons are the big killers for ordinary infantry.
The cloth armor and leather armor on them could not stop such a divergent attack. In the fan-shaped attack range of the flowering bomb, almost one piece is a large piece.
"No, we must withdraw troops!"
At the center of the phalanx, the Viscount Garcia rode on the horse, watching this scene, and the blue tiger flag on the whistling city, could not help but say.
After the coalition, he was only less than five thousand, and Sir Smith was quite embarrassed and disobeyed orders.
Opposite the William Baron, there are four thousand soldiers! And there is the advantage of defending the city, and there are even more terrible weapons.
"Retreat? Why retreat?"
Sure enough, the order, the infantry returned as if the tide, and Sir Smith was madly looking for it: "Have you forgotten the family mission?"
"Please pay attention to your words, Sir Smith!"
Garcia's face is cold: "The strength of the Baron William is not inferior to us, and you see... the militia has appeared on the city! What does this mean? It shows that he has won the support of the entire Wuthering City! Even though it is only ten One of the citizens is willing to fight for him, and we have to face tens of thousands of people!"