Chapter 112: The Black Knight

  Lauren continued to talk with the old man until late at night, and came up with another idea. Lauren's new idea was far more dangerous than tariffs, for if they only restricted trade with Thunder Cliff through tariffs, it would only cause some losses for Thunder Cliff, but this time, it could deal a fatal blow to Thunder Cliff's economy.

  It's not as obvious as tariffs, but if the Thunderhead monsters don't discover the secret hidden within, Thunderhead will lose all credibility and collapse. Lauren, who was threatened with assassination last time, has harbored great resentment towards Thunderhead after his fear subsided. Originally intending to only curb Thunderhead's expansion, he now resolves to destroy that city!

  "What a wonderful idea!" The old man's eyes sparkled with excitement after hearing Lauren's words, but he immediately furrowed his brow and said: "But if we do this, our risks will also be great. If we don't operate well, we'll fall into an irretrievable situation. Are you sure you have enough confidence?"

  "Hmm." Lauren nodded her head and looked at the old man with determination, "This is the rule of merchants, isn't it? To gain profit, one must take risks. The greater the profit, the greater the risk. There's no transaction that doesn't follow this rule. If we want to destroy Thundercliff and gain immense wealth, we must take on the same level of risk. This plan is either going to bring about the downfall of Thundercliff or the complete collapse of Elan's economy!"

  "I believe in you." The old man meditated for a long time before finally speaking out his decision: "Lauren, you are a genius that has not appeared in a hundred... no, it should be said that you have not appeared in a thousand years! I trust your judgment and plan. Rather than being constantly consumed by the Thundercliff, it's better to fight them head-on while we still have strength. I support your plan."

  The old man was known for his resolute decisions in the Flanders Chamber of Commerce, and this was precisely why. Even if he understood that the consequences would be severe, he would still make up his mind to do it with all his might. In the old man's view, business was just like this - if you couldn't seize the opportunity at the moment it arose, then saying anything later would be useless.

  At this time, the merchants of Arica were secretly planning what to do if they had to fight against Thundercliff. In a special training room in Thundercliff's White Castle, a red-haired girl with her upper body exposed was dancing with a curved sword, sweat flowing from her milky skin and dripping from her hand holding the sword.

  The girl's knife was agile and light, her movements were nimble and didn't lack a sense of coolness. In order to conserve as much physical strength as possible, the girl's actions eliminated all unnecessary movements. For a time, in the entire training room, only the sound of the girl's slow or rapid heavy breathing could be heard, along with the sound of her curved knife slicing through the air.

  Clap, clap, clap... Just as the girl stopped to catch her breath, a loud applause erupted from the doorway. It was unclear when Mo Yan had appeared there. The giant body of the cow-headed man blocked the entire door, his cow eyes staring unashamedly at the girl's magnificent breasts.

  "Truly excellent technique." Mo Yan tossed a white towel to the girl and said, "No wonder you could exchange several moves with Claud without falling behind. If you hadn't joined in at that time, those pirates wouldn't have been able to break through his sword. Did you learn fighting from your father?"

  "Just say it if there's something on your mind." Berica didn't care that her upper body was exposed, and she caught Mo Yan's towel to wipe off the sweat, pulling her damp red hair back behind her head as she looked at Mo Yan and said: "If you want to do something, I won't stop you. Anyway, it's all just a matter of time. I already admire your ability to endure until now."

  "Don't say I'm like a pervert, okay... although I am a pervert, but I'm also a principled pervert." Mo Yan heard Belinda's words and laughed, saying: "And I didn't come looking for you, just happened to be passing by here, heard the noise and came over to take a look. If I'm disturbing you, I'll leave then."

  Mo Yan was just passing by here on his way to the Party Guard's residence, and he didn't deliberately look for Berika. For this pirate girl who was captured by him, Mo Yan still hadn't found anything for her to do, and the Maritime Academy in the city hadn't been built yet due to the rainy weather, so she could only be temporarily kept as a rice worm.

  When attacking pirates, Mo Yan learned that Beilika's skills were not bad. Now he has seen a lot of wonderful demonstrations. Mo Yan always thought that although women are naturally weaker than men in terms of strength, they also have their own advantages. For example, the few high-difficulty kicking actions that Beilika just did, if a man were to do them, would easily strain his groin due to using too much force.

  "Is it already time to eat?" Berika didn't pay much attention to Mo Yan's words, but instead looked at the food placed behind him and asked strangely: "Didn't we just have lunch not long ago?"

  "Ah... this ah." Mo Yan smiled and said: "Because a certain disobedient woman made some mistakes during the last period, so I cut off her food supply for a while. It's been five days now, I think it's about time to send her some food, otherwise if she really starves to death, it would be a waste."

  "Is that so, what a pity." Berica, who was born as a pirate, understood what Mo Yan was doing after listening to his words and simply said: "I'm glad I don't have to sink to that level. If there's nothing else, you can leave now. I still need to continue practicing."

  Mo Yan heard Berika's words, shrugged and left the training room. He casually closed the door of the training room, so that Claud, who was standing aside, would not see the scene inside when he passed by the door. Sometimes Mo Yan would get entangled in some minor details, there were things he could see for himself but couldn't let others see.

  After walking through the long rain corridor, Mo Yan arrived at the garrison of the Party Guards in the White Castle. A group of children with innocent faces were being trained by uniformed Party Guards, and as he watched the children standing upright and listening to the instructor's words, Mo Yan felt as if he had returned to that icy snowy place.

  No one would have known that just a trip would get him inexplicably caught and then trained by a group of bearded men. To perform tasks that were only seen in movies, many times Mo Yan felt that everything was like a dream, originally with his own expertise and education he should go work for some big company.

  Mo Yan didn't rush to deliver the food to Lucy, but instead went to Legere's office to listen to the latest developments. After the agitation task last night, the SS, in addition to training those children, was also given some unimportant eavesdropping tasks.

  Although the SS had already bought underlings in various cities to gather intelligence, there were still things that the SS had to do personally. Those who could be bought with money were unreliable for Thundercliff. Moreover, they did not have professional skills and means, so it was better to send them directly to the target's home rather than having them do tasks that required professional techniques.

  After a brief exchange with Regal, Mo Yan learned some interesting news. The merchant guild that had come up with the tariff idea seemed to have taken action again. And the intelligence on Lauren, the Sault person, was almost collected, which gave Mo Yan an understanding of this clever guy.

  As Mo Yan was dealing with the daily necessities, in the Carthaginian territory occupied by Ma Luo. In the wilderness, a knight was fighting with hundreds of people, and the horse with black air and red eyes flashing was not an ordinary creature.

  It ignores the principles of physics, no matter how fast the impact is, it can stop immediately. The skulls and corpses that fell to the ground were mostly killed in this way. When they thought the knight would rush past, he stopped right next to them in an instant. Next, the sharp long sword cut through the rainwater in the air, and the heads of these people who were still in a daze were cut off.

  A knight clad in full black armor sat stably on horseback, as if one with the steed, cutting down people left and right amidst the crowd. After a moment, the knight had slaughtered all who attacked her, and rode slowly across the wasteland, recovering from the exhaustion of just before, leaving behind the headless corpses. This was already the nth wave of humans she had dealt with since entering Malo, and the knight had spent no small amount of time dealing with these annoying flies.

  If we keep going at this speed, I wonder when we'll arrive at that rumored city. The knight's helmet and armor were battered by the rain, making a clattering sound, and the knight let out a sigh and urged his horse on. Riding through the rain like flying, the knight thought to himself: "I hope I'm not being deceived."

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  This is a mysterious creature, what kind of creature is it? Guess it!

  Also tonight's train, so there is only one more, wait for me to return home and settle down... then continue updating (which is tomorrow)

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