Chapter 1819: Wool

Chapter 1819 薅 wool
Qin Ran's tone is not high, habituality with indifference.
However, such a discourse made the fourteen members of the South tremble.
Even the nominal leader of the fourteen southern councillors, Aitphen, is no exception.
The Southern Congressman, who has always been gentle in the world, had to take a deep breath at this time, calming the inner heart.
"He..."
"Do you confirm that he is?"
Aitphen’s voice no longer has the gentleness of the weekdays, leaving only heavy and serious.
Qin Ran did not speak.
After just sweeping through Aitphen, I kept silent.
Aitphen is a glimpse.
Then it came over.
His just questioning is really bad!
Not only did they reveal that they did not know much about the existence, but they also revealed that they did not understand the situation in Aitenburg.
There is no doubt that they are caught in the passive at this moment.
To make matters worse, this is his mistake, and others will not bear such mistakes.
In fact, the same is true.
At this moment, just other members who have just reacted, are looking at him with the ‘disappointment’ and blame.
A group of pretentious bastards!
Aitphen cursed at the bottom of his heart, then sighed slightly.
Great!
The new ‘God’ has made him in chaos.
However, as a leader among the Southern parliamentarians, Aitphen quickly recovered his calmness.
"His Royal Highness, what do you need?"
Aitefen asked.
"A message of the gods, what do you think can be exchanged for Mr. Aitphen?"
Qin Ran asked.
It is about ‘God’, and any information is of great value.
Even in some ways, it can be considered an invaluable treasure.
Ordinary Kimpton is definitely not a bargaining chip.
At least it must be a rare level of magic equipment to be a chip.
But because of this, Aitphen is in trouble.
Rare levels of magical equipment are not Chinese cabbage.
Give it a lot, he will also feel bad.
Less give?
It is impossible to exchange the information you want.
Therefore, after a little hesitation, Aitphen said.
"His Royal Highness, can you let us discuss it?"
"can."
Qin Ran nodded.
Subsequently, the illusion of the fourteen members of the South fell into a kind of sluggishness, and the illusion of Gersac was the more ugly face.
Obviously, with the clues of discord, and the 'knowing' of Aitinburg, the Southern legislators chose to completely tear the face.
Monte looked at the shadow of Gersac and couldn’t help but turn his eyes.
"Lord Gersack, sometimes, fighting alone is not a brave."
There is something in the words of the neighbors.
Gossac looked at the close minister and didn't open his mouth. He closed his eyes.
In the bottom of my heart, the upper evil spirits rushed closer to the court than a thumb.
Well done!
It is thinking, how to quietly and this line with his own Boss, without doubt, the near minister is open.
If it wasn’t for the identity of Gersac, instead of Aitantin VI, the genius of the evil spirits would be expressed by the superior evil spirits, and praised the other’s ‘the heart of the widow’.
The old demon hunter on one side did not pay attention to this.
The old hunter who has no good feelings about the ‘quiet night clerk’ is now only concerned with the ‘hi’.
The old hunter looked at Qin Ran.
Qin Ran pointed out the illusion of the fourteen members of the guide. Immediately, the old hunter suddenly nodded and waited patiently.
Whether it is Qin Ran or the old hunter, there is no fear that the fourteen members of the South will refuse.
After all, this is about a ‘god’ that is close at hand.
No organization will refuse.
Not to mention an organization like the ‘Secret Night Secrets’.
......
It is still the private secret communication.
Apart from Aitphen, among the fourteen members of the South, no one spoke first.
The situation at hand is quite obvious.
The serpent, the heir to the kingdom, could never easily tell them about the ‘god’, which inevitably cost a lot.
For those who have just made up 280 pieces of real magic props, they don't want to bleed any more.
Therefore, after looking at each other, these members looked at Aitfin again.
Even if Aitphen occupies a big chunk of the 280 pieces of real magical items that have just been compensated, this time does not prevent them from continuing to expect Aite to make a big head.
You know, the other side is the richest Cheka Bay in the South.
Not to mention the other, the slave trade alone is enough to deal with the rich.
Aitphen felt the eyes of the allies, could not help but gloomy face.
"What do you mean?"

Do you still want me to continue to make a big head?

Aitefen asked with no anger.
"Don't it be?"
"Aitphen's occupied Cheka Bay is just the annual income, which is more than double that of all of us!"
The impetuous members of the Council spoke directly.
"Yes."
"If I occupy Cheka Bay, I will pay for the information this time."
"Yes."
"What is the information fee compared to the income of Cheka Bay?"
Other members nodded and agreed.
Among them, there are a few members who seem to be divorced on weekdays and start to dig Ait Fin.
For Aitphen, who occupies the Gulf of Cheka, there is no one who is present.
The Cheka Bay does not only mean Kimpton, but also the population!
In a way, the latter is more important to these members.
Call and scream!
Aitphen's breathing was not a heavy one.
If it weren’t for the shadows in front of him, he would surely let these know what it’s like to die.
Cheka Bay is an enviable income and population.
But these are all created by him a little.
From building a small fishing village into a large port, he has invested countless energy, almost a decade of busy work. Now that he has built it, he has come to him.
And what was it?
He did not forget those ridicules.
Damn guys!
By the end of this event, it is your death!
Aitphen’s heart is boiling.
But on the surface it remains calm.
"I can get this information fee."
"but……"
"The content of the information can only be known to me alone."
Aitphen said this.
"What do you mean by Aitphen?"
"Did you forget our alliance?"
The surrounding lawmakers shouted loudly.
Aitefen didn't care, he sneered a few times.
"Since I know the alliance."
"What do you mean just now?"
"Since I want to make me pay enough, then the benefits I get are naturally mine."
"If you want to know the content of that message, then come up with enough sincerity."
"otherwise……"
Aitefen did not say anything at the end.
However, the meaning is obvious.
For a time, all the members of the parliament fell silent.
......
This time, the waiting time is long enough.
After three minutes, the nearest minister gave Qin Ran a chair.
"His Highness, you sit."
"You are so smart, a simple sentence makes them guilty."
"I guess they can't wait to kill each other now."
The minister whispered.
"They were originally a temporary alliance."
"There is no family, friendship, and even the benefits are not pure enough."
"Crashing is just a matter of time."
After Qin Ran sat down, he replied.
I have to say that Monte is a very eye-catching guy. While listening to Qin Ran’s words, after sitting down in Qin Ran, he took a cup of tea from the meal.
The upper evil spirit looked at the dog's general Monte, and secretly raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of sarcasm.
Want to use this behavior to impress Boss?
Innocent!
Only with the hard work of me can I be valued by Boss.
Then, it immediately linked his Boss through a contract.
‘Boss, the speciality of this restaurant is stewed venison and antler soup, I have already arranged it. ’
‘After the mission is completed, you can enjoy it right away. ’
‘God Temple? ’
‘Reassured, I arranged it. ’
‘It’s sure to make those guys’ ‘unforgettable’! ’
The superior evil spirits who communicated with Boss through the power of the contract looked more and more disdainful to Monte's eyes.
The closeness on the surface will never match the embarrassment above our soul!
Monte seems to have discovered the disdain of the evil spirits.
However, the recent minister did not care.
Is he seeing such a gaze less?
The ministers of the palace, the aristocratic patriarchs, the guardian knights, and almost everyone he knows, look at him like this.
Even some ordinary maids will quietly do this.
But he doesn't care!
What happened to the jester?
What happened to the thigh?
Is he incapable?
He just didn't have a place where he could really perform.
just now!
He was the minister of the order.
He will make everyone look at each other!
He will make His Royal Highness be the Mingjun who surpassed His Majesty of the Sixth World!
Let the guys who have been stunned in the past, the chin is scared.
The near-minister, who has the desire to govern the world, is more and more respectful to serve Qin Ran, holding a fruit, gently peeling off the skin, and the fingers are not stained with flesh, put it in the hands of Qin Ran.
Other fruits and foods are similar.
After Qin Ran ate about a third of the food on the table, the stagnant shadows finally recovered.
"Let you wait a long time, Lord Colin."
Aitfen once again greeted.
Although the sound restored the feeling of kindness, Qin Ran keenly noticed the coldness and confrontation between the southern parliamentarians.
Obviously, the private conversations of these members have not been pleasant.
"Do you want to change what to use?"
Qin Ran waved and asked.
"We will have some rare levels of magic items and some 'singular residues'."
Aitefen replied.
"How much is part?"
"There are ‘singular residues'...

"Are you kidding me?"
Said, Qin Ran leaned forward, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
The indifferent breath suddenly became sharp, like a sword hanging in the air, approaching the opponent's throat.
Limited to identity, Monte does not know some information about ‘sinual residue,' but this does not prevent him from swearing to become a Qin dynasty.
A musket appeared in the hands of Monte.
The muzzle is small, not for lethality, but for communication.
"I hope that Mr. Aitphen will be able to give us a reasonable explanation."
"Otherwise, I will let you and everyone understand that the dignity of the serpent and the heirs of the Aidin royal family cannot be insulted."
Monte stood next to Qin Ran and smiled softly, his mouth slightly opened, revealing that rotten tooth, just like a dog guarding the Lord, ready to choose people.
"Don't misunderstand Colin's Highness, we are not malicious."
"We have paid a great price to compensate you."
"And this time I will buy information from you... every one of our reserves has already been warned."
"After all, rare magic items are not a big cabbage, they can be seen everywhere."
The southern parliamentarians did not speak, but Aitphen still said.
Qin Ran seems to recognize Aitefen's statement, nodded slightly, but the tone is still blunt.
"You are telling the truth."
"But this does not mean that I understand."

Don't you really know what ‘evil residue is?’
"Still, are you testing the intelligence system of the snakes and the Aitante royal family?"
In the last sentence, Qin Ran’s voice became fierce. On the other side, Monte immediately raised the signal gun. Obviously, only Qin Ran had a look, and he would pull the trigger.
"of course not!"
"Maybe these 'sexual residues' have some drawbacks that we have to care about."
"It can be used for the "fog", but it is not used."
Aitphen smiled and tried to ease the atmosphere.

Can you guarantee that the ‘exotic residue’ you provided is the first one?

"If I can, I don't need a magical item of a rare level. I only need these ‘thousands of residue', ten.

Qin Ran, who is not the first to come, has already known some rules about the world of copying.
‘Evil is can swallow each other.
It is possible to get rid of the original ‘fragrance’ to get the most benefit. Without the slightest drawback, swallowing the already grown ‘evil residue’ will have more or less disadvantages.
After all, the sinisters of this copy of the world do not have the ability to digest the gluttony.
In fact, if you can, Qin Ran does not mind getting more ‘fragrances’.
But he will never reveal his own cards.
after all--
This is the time to lick wool!

The original ‘evil residue’, even if we add up, we have not seen ten.

"We are willing to give you all 30 rare magical items and the same amount of 'singular residue'."
Aitphen smiled and reported his price.
"thirty?"
"Too little."

At least 50, and ‘evil residue’ can be reduced appropriately.

Qin Ran shook his head.
"Thirty rare magic props are our limits."

But ‘evil residue’ can give you fifty.

Aitphen's bitter laughter is even more obvious.
Thirty rare magical items are not their bottom line, but at this time, the lower the natural, the better.
Even, he has already thought about how to 'consult' with the snakes and royal heirs in front of him.
The southern parliamentarians around are also prepared for a protracted war.
However, when Aitphen and all the southern parliamentarians were shocked, after only one offer, the snake and royal heirs stopped and the other looked at them coldly.
That kind of gaze seems to be looking at some kind of fat-eared creature.
"silly."
"Hopeless."
"Wait to die."
After that, Qin Ran stood up and turned and walked out.
(End of this chapter)