All the nobles and big businessmen present, whether they were pretending to be poor or pretending to be poor, began to cry hard (appearing) to be poor (acting). Many nobles even shed tears directly. They were not at all like the winners in life who were feasting on the dance floor just now.
attitude.
Powell couldn't stand it anymore and said to the viscount standing in the crowd who was crying the hardest:
"Viscount Fox (Fox), don't cry about poverty. You just spent thousands of gold coins to buy the 'Tears of Romit' (the famous gem) the day before yesterday."
Viscount Fox cried even more sadly: "My wife is terminally ill, and her only wish in life is to get..."
"Shut up!" Sean on the main seat was impatient and rudely interrupted the crying nobles:
"Don't cry, it's of no use to me! If this war is not won, the entire Port of Kapur will be gone! Do you still think about your own money?
Let me tell you, if you don’t want to pay, then your whole family can go to jail!”
After Sean finished speaking, he slammed the red wine glass in his hand to the ground, and then walked towards the outside of Eagle Castle without looking back.
...
The guests present did not expect that Sean would be so ruthless. He was completely different from the kind Sean at the dinner four days ago.
The atmosphere couldn't help but feel stagnant.
Of course, Sean's "throwing the cup" was not because he was angry. In fact, it was part of the plan.
After Sean, the bad guy, left, Powell, the bad guy, quickly walked out.
"Everyone, calm down and listen to me!
His Highness Sean's words are a bit harsh, but he is also thinking about our Port of Caple! Think about it, if Port of Caple falls and the Anjou Navy and the gang of bandits from Rhode Island rush in to burn, kill and plunder, who of you here will be able to survive?
Woolen cloth?
So we must work together to deal with foreign enemies!"
"What you said makes sense!" The nobles and big businessmen present all agreed.
But they only agree on the surface, but don't think so in their hearts.
All the money our family earns is based on our own skills, so why should we donate it to the principality for free?
Besides, even if the city of Port Kapur is destroyed, I can always go to another city without affecting our prosperity and wealth.
Kapur Port is just a place to make money, does it matter whether we live or die?
...
Of course, they only dared to think these words in their hearts, but they did not dare to say them out loud.
Earl Powell looked at everyone's faces and quickly understood their thoughts, and said in a deep voice:
"Before holding the dinner, His Highness Sean told me that if any of you want to escape to other cities or even the Kingdom of Anjou, His Highness will definitely settle the score until death!
So I think everyone should just use money to tide over the difficulties! After we get through the difficulties, we can then think about making money."
"Settling accounts after the fall?"
"Until death?"
The nobles and big businessmen present were beginning to feel a little scared. His Highness Sean had five sky-level combat capabilities at his disposal. If they really wanted to fight to the death, they would not be safe even if they escaped to the capital of Anjou.
...
However, it was more uncomfortable to ask these nobles and big businessmen to pay for free than to kill them, so they started to form a team again and cried about their poverty, and began the final struggle:
"Mr. Powell, our family has no liquidity! Forced donations will break the capital chain..." A viscount dressed luxuriously looked reluctant.
"It's okay. His Highness Sean said that you can donate your fixed property. We won't mind it." Powell smiled.
The viscount: "..."
Another young nobleman said: "Master Powell, our family doesn't have much property. I don't think we can hand over anything valuable."
Powell looked at the young nobleman who was speaking. This young nobleman was a slave trader and had done a lot of dirty transactions privately. Moreover, their family's property had been illegally transferred to the Kingdom of Anjou, and they really couldn't get much money out of it.
"It doesn't matter if you don't have money," Powell waved his hand, "Viscount Quail, just let your bronze and silver level warriors go to the battlefield.
"But there are no strong people in our family. Only my father is at the Silver level." Viscount Quail was still not very cooperative.
"Then I have no choice." Powell spread his hands: "Then do as His Highness Sean says, confiscate all your family's property, and go to jail...someone!"
The two gold-level warriors following Powell immediately stood up: "Sir."
"Send this Lord Quail Viscount to the prison to calm down."
"Understood, sir."
The two gold-level powerhouses walked toward Viscount Quail with a fierce look.
"How dare you arrest me? I am a Viscount of the Principality!" Viscount Quail was shocked. He never expected that Powell would immediately order his men to arrest him.
Powell said coldly: "Port Kapur is almost gone, who cares whether you are a viscount or not? Catch us!"
The two strong men picked up the Quail Viscount, lifted it up like a chicken, and walked towards the door.
When other nobles saw this scene, they all shuddered. Powell seemed to be serious!
...
Viscount Quail, who was lifted up in the air, struggled angrily and cursed. Each of the two gold-level warriors punched him, and Viscount Quail fell silent again.
After the Quail Viscount was taken out of the courtyard by two gold-level powerhouses, Powell took a sip of the red wine in his hand and raised his glass to greet everyone: "According to His Highness Sean's wishes, all of this Viscount's family property will be confiscated. Does anyone object?"
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The nobles present recovered from their daze and shook their heads:
"Of course not!"
"How is that possible? We are the most patriotic!"
"This kind of person who doesn't care about the overall situation deserves to be like this!"
"We are happy to contribute our part to the Principality!"
"If Kapur Port is gone, our family will naturally be gone too. I can still tell this clearly!"
...
The nobles and big businessmen in the audience all condemned Viscount Quail, and everyone expressed their strong willingness to donate.
After a while, Powell pressed his hands and said to everyone:
"Okay, now let me discuss the details of how many gold coins each family will donate and how many manpower they will provide. Before that, we need to meet with someone first."
After Powell finished speaking, he turned and looked at the Eagle Fort behind him.
In the Eagle Castle, a young man slowly walked out.
This man has blond hair and is very handsome. He is wearing light blue priest clothes and holding a sparkling disk of unknown material in his hand.
Powell introduced to all the nobles: "This is Lord Anduin, the consul of His Highness Sean's territory. Now it is up to him to decide how much contribution each family needs to make!"
The surrounding aristocratic businessmen did not believe it:
"He is the consul of His Highness Sean? Mr. Powell, please don't lie to me?"
"How is that possible? Isn't this person too young?"
Chapter completed!