Hearing Gabriel's question, El was slightly stunned.
But his expression quickly recovered.
After raising his hand and scratching his head, El's mouth slightly raised and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Gabriel, you should still remember what profession I had before I became a marshal?"
"Of course I remember."
Gabriel said angrily.
"How long has it been since you changed from a first-class quarconian to a marshal? How could I forget what you did before!"
"Yes, before I became a marshal, I was a first-class quarconian."
Speaking of this, the smile on El's face turned a little bitter.
"Since I was a first-class quartermaster before, I would like to ask you - as a first-class quartermaster, I usually have the most contacts with?"
“The things you usually come into contact with the most…”
Gabriel muttered and thought.
"That must be the baggage. The job of the quarantine officer is to manage the baggage. The things you usually contact the most are of course the baggage..."
Before Gabriel could finish his words, his head suddenly stopped.
His eyes widened and he cast a suspicious and shocked look at El.
"El...will your money...be it...?!"
El nodded.
"As you think, I use my authority to resell military supplies in large quantities."
"In Alianmuya, there are countless forces who dare to receive these military supplies, and I don't have to worry about not being able to find a seller."
"I resell military supplies and exchange them for money, and then I will throw the money into the research and development of muskets."
"Whenever the R&D funds of the Musket Department are insufficient, I will sell a batch of military supplies."
Elton took a break.
He changed into a self-deprecating tone and continued:
"It's really ironic..."
"When I lived in a slum, I hated those corrupt officials the most."
"In the end, I became the person I hated the most before."
As soon as El finished speaking, Gabriel's roar suddenly rang:
"El! Are you crazy?!"
Then, Gabriel seemed to notice that his voice seemed to be too loud, so he hurriedly lowered his voice.
He continued to El in a low tone:
"You actually dare to resell military supplies...!"
"I have been reselling for so many years..."
"If someone discovers it, even if you are now the marshal and the commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Front, you will definitely be beheaded..."
Greeding in the military supplies and reselling them - this is a serious crime among the felony.
The more military supplies you will be greedy and resell, the heavier the punishment you will be.
El had embezzled so many years, and the military supplies he had greedy for must have been astronomical.
If someone discovers El's bad deeds, Gabriel really can't imagine what kind of punishment El could receive in addition to the death penalty.
"Don't worry, Gabriel."
El smiled slightly.
“My account book is perfect.”
"Unless someone else spends a lot of effort to check, I will definitely not find out what is wrong with me."
Gabriel no longer knows what to say to his brother...
His brother actually committed the crime that he would definitely be sentenced to death...
Gabriel's mood is not qualified to describe it with the word "complexity"...
Gabriel raised his hand to cover his dizzy head.
"...I understand why your expression changed instantly when the guards of the palace came to you a few days ago."
"It turns out that it's because you are guilty and think that the central government has found out that you are guilty of corruption."
"Haha..." Elle laughed dryly twice awkwardly when Gabriel revealed the truth.
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...
The atmosphere in the room fell into a long silence.
Neither Al nor Gabriel spoke anymore.
Both of them were silent.
Neither of them knew what to say now...
It took Gabrielle a light sigh after a while.
"El...what are you doing..."
"You're just playing with fire now."
"Once someone discovers your bad deeds, your life and your life will be over."
"In order to develop a musket, you even bet on your own future and destiny..."
"Is El... really worth it..."
...
...
"……have no idea."
El said softly.
"I didn't know what I'm doing..."
"It's obviously annoying to show off."
“I hate doing things that are eye-catching.”
"I shouldn't bet on things like this that bet on my future, destiny and life..."
"I have always been passive or proactive in doing such a thing that is so popular."
"Doing this...I obviously hate the most..."
"I have already..."
El raised his head.
Looking at the stranger above my head, I haven't seen the familiar ceiling yet.
"I didn't know what I was doing..."
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The Imperial Calendar of the Britannian Empire April 10, 298.
The Britannian Empire, Pandragon, and Su Cheng's home.
The loud cry spread throughout the corners of the mansion.
"oops……"
Alisa, who was closest to the origin of the loud cry, smiled bitterly and walked quickly towards the origin of the cry - a girl who was about 2 years old and had black hair and blue eyes.
After picking up the girl, he comforted the girl and sighed helplessly:
"Did Teresa make Maria cry again..."
Alisa's comforting movements were very skillful.
Soon, the girl in her arms, Maria Sue, stopped crying.
Kylor was late after Maria's crying stopped.
Maria, whose eyes were still red in her arms, stood not far away, looking at a loss. Based on this picture alone, Kylor deduced what happened.
"Tresa!"
Kylor put his waist on his waist and scolded Teresa, who is already 6 years old, in a serious tone:
"Why did you make your sister cry again?"
"I just accidentally pushed her..." Teresa lowered her head, "I didn't mean it... sorry..."
Seeing that Teresa had already known her mistake, and according to what she said, the reason why she just cried Maria was not intentional, so Kylor's anger was mostly relieved.
After sighing lightly, Kylo changed into a much softer tone.
"Okay, just know if you're wrong."
"I apologize to your sister."
"Um……"
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...
Looking at Maria, who was smiling again and playing with her sister Teresa happily with her toys, Kylor sighed again.
Sighingly:
Chapter completed!