How could Emperor Ota not be aware of Torabi's little trick? He simply said it directly, saving a moment of wasted words!
"Ah! Your great Majesty Ota, we goblins are good friends of the Ota Empire!"
Torabi said with excitement.
"Haha, good friends don't want to trick their friends. Prince Torabi, you'd better invite him back!"
After hearing Emperor Ota's words, Torabi stood there and struggled for a long time, and finally sighed.
At this moment, he remembered what his father told him before leaving.
"Torabi, you have to remember that there is no free lunch on this continent. You can try according to your own ideas, but you will cause the disaster after all, so I don't care what method you use, this matter must be done
Done!"
After throwing away the words in his mind, Torabi took a step forward and said seriously and solemnly:
"The great His Majesty Ota, we, the goblins, hope to use one million gold coins in exchange for the safety of our entire clan..."
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Upon hearing Torabi's request, Emperor Ota frowned as if thinking.
"Haha, Prince Torabi, there are at least hundreds of thousands of your goblin clan in the Ozul Mountains. It is unrealistic to protect them all, and the cost of doing so is not just a million gold coins.
of!"
As the finance minister of the empire, Marquis Gray Brandon stood up and said at the right time.
"Your Excellency, I think you may have misunderstood. This million is just the cost of renting the land south of Sierra Leone Port. Our goblin tribe has powerful goblin guards, so protection is not a problem..."
"Stop!" Marquis Gray Brandon stopped Torabi with some confusion.
"You mean, you want to use one million to rent a piece of land to settle your tribe?"
Torabi nodded confidently.
Compared to the vast land of the Orta Empire, renting a land that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of goblins with one million gold coins is no different from giving money.
However, although he still felt sorry for the money, after all, he was responsible for the disaster. For the safety of the clan, he had to pay for the money!
Seeing Tu Labi's appearance, all the nobles in the palace were speechless. What happened to this goblin prince?
If they use one million to keep themselves safe just because they are afraid that the upcoming war will affect them, they can understand.
After all, the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the Otto Empire army require a lot of money to support them.
However, renting an abandoned piece of land for the sky-high price of one million gold coins left them confused for a while.
Moreover, before, this Prince Torabi wanted to use low-level means to gain leverage. How come he became so wealthy in the blink of an eye?
Seeing a group of inhuman nobles looking at him with strange eyes, Torabi, who felt a little guilty, pretended to be calm and smiled at everyone.
"Haha, Prince Torabi, there is a wasteland south of the Port of Sierra Leone! Are you sure you want to rent the land there?"
At this time, Emperor Ota, who was sitting on the throne, looked at Torabi with a half-smile and said.
"Ahem, your great Majesty Ota, I am sure that the Port of Sierra Leone is the safest place around the Sierra Defense Line. If we can place our tribesmen there, our cooperation will no longer have any worries!"
Although the Ota Empire and the goblins have always cooperated, the cooperation mentioned by Torabi is obviously different, and the Ota Emperor really wants to hear it.
"The great His Majesty Ota, as long as we can ensure that my people can be resettled, we, the goblins, are willing to share the Icathian magic pattern metal that Your Majesty mentioned before with the Ota Empire!"
"What? Are you telling the truth?"
Emperor Ota, who was in his prime, suddenly stood up. The kingly aura exuding from his body was like a volcano erupting, making Torabi who was standing tremble uncontrollably.
Emperor Ota's eyes were like knives piercing Torabi: "If you dare to lie to me, then there will be no need for the goblin clan in the Ozul Mountains to exist!"
"Of course! Your great Majesty Ota, how dare I deceive you? This time we, the goblins, can guarantee that we will never break our promise!"
Seeing the sincere look on Torabi's face, Emperor Ota believed what Torabi said.
The Icathian magic pattern metal is a top-notch material that the goblins have spent hundreds of years researching, and it has extremely special abilities.
It can absorb and store elements in nature, and increase the user's fighting spirit or magic strength when used.
In addition, it has a strong self-healing ability, and can automatically repair itself after suffering severe damage, which makes the Icathian magic pattern metal have endless potential and value.
As an emperor with great ambitions, Emperor Ota naturally had no reason to reject this kind of material that could determine victory.
However, Torabi's words also gave Emperor Ota another feeling, that is, the goblins must have encountered some unavoidable crisis. Otherwise, given their character, how could they be willing to share such precious things with the human race!
"Your Majesty, are you still afraid that we, the goblins, are cheating?" Torabi couldn't help but ask when he saw that Emperor Ota had become silent.
Hearing Torabi's words, Emperor Ota shook his head: "No, of course not. The goblins always keep their promises. Since you have said that you will not break your promises, then I naturally believe it, but I want to know why you are doing this.
Do?"
Upon hearing the inquiry, Torabi's eyes flashed with a gloomy look, and then he said with some distress: "Your great Majesty Otta, thank you for your trust, then I will tell the truth, but when it comes to this matter..."
On the other side, Cynthia, who returned to the palace, immediately found the soap she had used before in the bathroom. After comparing it with the one given to her by Clemont, she immediately discovered the problem.
"Sure enough, Baron Clermont is right, this soap is indeed inferior!"
Touching the rough soap in her hand, Cynthia immediately called her personal bodyguard.
"Take this soap to Marquis Robinson Weir and ask him where it comes from!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
After the female guard left, Cynthia slowly walked into the bathroom.
It's evening, inside the royal palace and castle.
Emperor Ota, who was sitting behind the desk, smiled and put down the document in his hand after listening to the woman next to him.
"Cynthia, my daughter, why are you suddenly interested in this?"
In his impression, this daughter had never liked business matters since she was a child.
"Oh, father, you also know that I have a knighthood to support. If I don't find a way to make some money, I probably won't even be able to afford weapons!"
Looking at Cynthia holding her arms and acting coquettishly, Emperor Ota laughed heartily.
My daughter, who seems to be strong, probably only behaves like a little girl in front of me. I don’t know which brat I will take advantage of in the future!
"Haha, Empire-controlled items are a new term! This boy from the Thacker family is quite knowledgeable! When you have time, bring him over and I'll have a chat with him!"
Seeing her father's teasing eyes, Cynthia stamped her foot angrily.
"Father, do you really want your daughter to get married?"