"150,000 gold coins!?" Earl Powell's heart trembled.
150,000 gold coins is not a small amount, and it is impossible for their entire family to spend it in the short term.
Although he wanted to take a gamble, he also knew that Sean must be absolutely sure that he would bet so many gold coins, and he would not be easily fooled:
"Okay, Your Highness Sean, I believe you..."
But after thinking about it, Powell felt that something was wrong again: "No! If I remember correctly, the last time our two armies went to war was at the end of the year before last. How come they came to the door just a year and a half ago? According to the agreement...
..."
When Powell said this, he suddenly realized that he had spilled the beans and stopped hastily, not daring to continue.
"Promise? What agreement?" Sean noticed Powell's wording.
Isabel Violet, who had been standing silently beside her, slowly stood up and stared directly at Powell: "Powell, please explain in detail what the 'agreement' you are talking about is!"
Powell smiled awkwardly: "Haha, a momentary slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue..."
"Zheng!"
The harsh sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other resounded in the study, and Isabel's sword turned into a stream of light that directly pierced the two floors and flew to the clouds, gradually disappearing into the clouds.
"Powell, you have to think clearly!" Isabel's tone became increasingly warning.
"Okay, then I'll tell the truth." Powell had no choice but to compromise:
"Here's the thing.
In fact, our family and the Shancha family have fulfilled their agreement for more than a hundred years. During these more than a hundred years, every naval battle between the two countries was planned by our two families."
"What?!" Isabel was shocked.
At this time, her sword lost its strength and fell from the clouds. Isabel used her fighting spirit to forcefully pull the sword back, and handed the tip of the sword to Powell's shoulder at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
"You planned these wars? Tell me! Why are you doing this!" Isabel snapped.
Powell hurriedly wanted to explain, but he was oppressed by Isabel's fighting spirit and could not say a word. He was so anxious that a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Calm down! Cousin." At this time, Sean spoke and pulled Isabel's arm holding the sword:
"I think this matter is definitely irrelevant. If the Eagle family is really suspected of colluding with foreign enemies and treason, he will definitely not tell it so easily. Real secrets are the kind that are kept secret until death."
Isabel rolled her eyes and felt that what Sean said made sense.
So she let go of her suppression of Powell's fighting spirit, but her tone was still cold:
"Powell, please explain what is going on!"
Powell felt the pressure disappear, and couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, and then said:
"It's like this. Although we jointly plan every naval battle, all the Grand Dukes of all generations know about it and acquiesce. That's why I tell you."
"Then what is your purpose in planning a naval battle?" Sean asked.
"The purpose is very simple. We and the Anjou navy have a small fight every three years and a big fight every five years. Both sides have a tacit understanding to control losses.
The first is to eliminate a batch of inferior and outdated ships; the second is to ask the king for some war subsidies; and the third is..."
Powell suddenly got stuck at this point.
"The third one is to make war profits, right?" Sean said with a faint smile:
"During a war, the enemy's merchant ships will be impounded, but the merchant ships and the goods on the merchant ships will not be returned to the original owners after the war is over. Did you keep this money for yourself?"
"How did you know?!" Powell's face changed drastically and he stepped back, directly backing to the wall and pressing his back against the wall.
This war fortune was the most unscrupulous profit made by the navies of the two countries. For this reason, countless businessmen who ran ships were forced to death.
But how did Sean know? Could he "read minds"?
Sean smiled: "It's nothing, I was just looking through the account book you put in the study out of boredom."
Powell: "..."
Isabel was still indignant:
"You scum! Do you know how many small and medium-sized businessmen have become bankrupt and homeless because of this? Do you know how much effort my cousin has put into raising military expenses?!"
The "cousin" Isabel refers to is Archduke Ryan who has become a prisoner.
I remember that when they were still in school in their teens, my cousin, who had been declared the heir, started talking about "military expenses, military expenses" non-stop and had no intention of studying.
At that time, Alex Violet spent millions of gold coins to forge a sacred weapon, and even she had to live in poverty for a month without being able to eat meat, eggs, milk, let alone the lower class citizens.
She still remembers this period of history, so she found Powell particularly unpleasant.
Powell was aggrieved and could only lower his head.
.......
"Okay, okay!" In the end, Sean was the peacemaker:
"We should not start internal strife at this time. We must unite as one to deal with external enemies. Otherwise, the entire Principality of Lane may be in danger of destruction!"
"Is it that serious?" Isabel frowned and looked at Sean.
"Of course there is. This time their purpose is no longer the same as before. This time they are here to completely occupy Kapur Port!" Sean emphasized.
"No...it can't be!" Powell still couldn't believe it:
"We have estimated the strength of the Anjou Kingdom's southern navy. They alone cannot capture Port Caple."
"What about the pirates from Rhode Island?" Sean asked, "According to the information I obtained, the pirates from Rhode Island have already sided with the Anjou Navy!"
"Lo...Rhode Island has really rebelled!" Earl Powell's pupils dilated and he fell weakly to the ground: "I had guessed that this day would come, but I didn't expect this day to come so early!"
"Powell, what do you know?"
Sean was speechless. This Powell had many secrets hidden in his heart. It was time for Anduin to "take care" of him.
Powell collapsed on the ground and said weakly:
"According to the secrets passed down from generation to generation in our family, the reason why Rhode Island did not rebel in the past was because Archduke Lane had a secret weapon that could control the leader of Rhode Island and more than a dozen of his subordinates.
Therefore, no matter how bad the domestic situation is, Rhode Island will not rebel.
But now that the Grand Duke is a prisoner...so...they are unscrupulous."
"So that's what happened." Sean nodded.
"Sean, what should we do now?" Isabel said in a panic.
She spent all her life's energy on cultivating and breaking through the realm. She knew nothing about things like military affairs and war. Now she could only rely on Sean.
Chapter completed!