The battle fell silent.

Tens of thousands of dragons fell to the ground.

Viscount Jab also had a rough understanding of the combat power he had been loyal to His Excellency Joel.

"What should we do with these people?" Yabu asked Yoll.

"Well, grab the richest one and bring it to me."

"You are talking about nobles."

Yabu also had a rough understanding of Yore's words.

Yole nodded, "I remember those two unclothed ones, I took them off and put them on them. They must have money, so I will bring them over to make up the number."

Jab couldn't help but feel sad for Marquis Nickbin and Marquis Rosent.

As a viscount, he naturally heard about the reputation of these two marquises in the kingdom.

Marquis Rosent, who was in charge of the kingdom's cavalry, and Marquis Nickbin, who was favored by the nobles.

Both of them can be said to be famous marquises in the kingdom. Among the few dozen marquises, they are also among the best. They can be called the real power figure of the kingdom.

Now that I have become a number, I have inexplicably felt sad about the death of a rabbit and the fox.

"The person has been brought."

There were hundreds of nobles in the team of more than 10,000 people.

Most of them were nobles in the territory of Earl Oluo, but nearly one-third of them were brought by Nickbin and Rosant.

When aristocrats conquered, what is often used was their own affiliated family members. This kind of family interests is completely connected with them and is more credible.

"These four nobles are the most valuable of them."

Yabu signaled.

The people who were brought were Rosant, Nickbin and Og and his son.

At Yabu's request, they knelt on the ground.

Yoer unexpectedly glanced at Og, and the guy who kindly gave him treasure appeared in front of him again.

Ogre shrank his neck, hoping not to attract Joel's attention.

"Why are you here again?" Yoel said kindly.

Og looked around embarrassedly.

Nickbin and Rosant looked at each other. What is the situation?

The dragon is so kind to the invaders, which is completely different from their perception.

"Accident." Og smiled bitterly.

"Well, arrange a chair for him."

Yole didn't mind releasing his kindness to the kindness who gave him treasures.

"Can you arrange a chair for my father too...?" Og's wry smile was still there, but he had his own plans.

If I were sitting in a chair, looking at my father, and two other marquises kneeling and allowing Yoer to blackmail, I could imagine that my good days would come to an end.

If you bring your father together, your father will be punished. And if you look at the two marquises being blackmailed, you should give priority to trouble for your father if you think about the marquis.

Yoll nodded, "No problem."

Soon, two chairs were moved.

Oger and Oluo sat on Yoll's request.

The two marquises were still kneeling on the ground.

"What did you do to this dragon? Why did he listen to your request?" Nickbin asked in confusion.

"I gave this dragon treasure."

Og answered Nickbin's question nervously.

The Marquis was higher than his father's title, and he was also his father-in-law.

"Give treasure?" Luo Shengte's eyes lit up, and he changed his previous words and said to Oluo: "You have a good son, and I will have such a son in the future."

Faced with Rosent's praise, Oluo's reaction was dull.

What he thought in his heart was that if you knew that he had concealed the power of this dragon and asked us to die, you probably wouldn't have said that.

What made Oluo the most helpless was that even though he knew that the dragon was powerful, his stupid son came to die.

"Old Dragon."

The impatient Rashen shouted directly.

Yoll moved his attention.

"Yor Stara Igukuno, this is my name, you can call me Your Excellency Yoll."

"I am going to redeem myself with treasures," said Rashent.

Dragons who like treasures are always unable to resist treasures, and many historical books record similar examples.

Nickbin also had to speak one after another and put forward corresponding requirements.

But unexpectedly, before he spoke, Yoll had already responded.

He shook his head and refused the offer, "I have another arrangement for you."

"I don't know what the other arrangement is, we can pay a lot of treasure." Nickbin glanced at Ogge and signaled: "There are much more treasures than he provided."

With the territory and resources of the marquis, it is obviously no problem to provide treasures that even the Count can produce.

This explanation also satisfies Yoll.

His dragon's face was full of smiles, just when Nickbin felt the deal was successful.

Yoll shook his head as well.

"Don't you like treasure?"

"I like it! I like treasure the most!"

Yoer felt that he was not inferior to any silver dragon for his enthusiasm for treasure.

But this answer puzzled several people.

How can a dragon who likes treasure refuse the deal they propose?

"His Excellency Joel, we really can't guess what you think, just reveal it?" Ouge asked flatteringly.

"Well, I didn't plan to say it at first," said Yoll, "but since you asked that, I'll just say it. I do plan to trade with you, but not with you."

Anyone want to buy them?

Everyone looked at each other.

"Damn it, which nobleman wants to buy our lives!" Luo Shengte yelled, wanting to die to understand more.

There is only one situation where other nobles pay the treasures for another noble, that is, to buy money for murder.

"Buy your life? It's okay to say that." Yoll nodded and accepted the statement.

Og was almost stunned and almost collapsed from the chair.

Compared to this incompetent son, Oluo noticed the details of Joel's words.

"So...? In other words, there is another saying?"

Nickbin's eyes lit up and he asked, "What's the saying? What we want to know is the way to survive."

"Who is the richest here?"

"Here? You mean the Kingdom of Rods Frankley, that's the king... Your Majesty."

Nickbin's eyes turned from sunny to dark, "You shouldn't... are you planning to trade with His Majesty the King?"

Everyone was shocked, and was shocked by what Joel had.

“Trading with the richest guys always gets more treasure.”

But Yoer just said plainly that the point he was always concerned about was not whether the other party was strong or not, but whether the other party had treasures and how much treasures he had.

"I allow soldiers other than the nobles to leave," said Yoll, "You stay, I have to rob it first."

"Robbery..." Nickbin widened his eyes. At this time, he had no aristocratic demeanor. "Didn't it be agreed that the deal is ready?"

"Trading with the king is a transaction, and robbing you is a robbery. This is a two-digit matter. Besides, I think robbing can obtain more treasures more effectively than trading treasures."

Robbery is a business.
Chapter completed!