The city lord listened to the other party's words and just smiled bitterly.
"How could I not know that the people of Holy Egypt are all landlubbers?"
He now turned his gaze to the sea.
"After Remheb left, I only thought about one thing every day, which was how to quickly sell the grain in the warehouse."
"It's only a matter of time before the truth is revealed."
Having said that, the city lord just lowered his head and sighed heavily.
"Damn it, how did things come to this point..."
"There's so much food in Cairo now, I never thought they would even suspect us!"
"I heard that the Holy Pharaoh has provided free aid to many allies before! Especially Maya. During the previous flood, the Holy Pharaoh gave those guys a lot of food for free!"
"What I want is not even a fraction of what those guys have. How could they find out with just this little thing?!"
"Besides, strictly speaking, we didn't take much at all, did we?"
The city lord slowly raised his head at this time, and he just stared into the steward's eyes.
Obviously, he wanted to get the answer he wanted to hear from the steward.
However, when the steward heard his words, he fell silent.
They all knew very well that they had this idea since they first requested food aid and received a lot of food.
That is, part of the food is supplied to the city, and part is sold privately to caravans.
Especially some of the Mediterranean caravans, they would buy food at high prices in Matruh and then sell it to Persia and Greece.
After all, Persia and Greece were now mired in the quagmire of war, and the grain from Matruh was very reasonably priced for the caravans, and they could even make a huge profit from the difference.
"Why!"
"How could I have been so foolish as to come to this point!"
"There's no turning back now. If we can't find a way to deal with this food, we'll have a rough life in the future!"
As the city lord spoke, he grabbed the other person's collar again.
"As long as we sell all that food to the caravan, we won't have to worry about our future!"
"This money is enough for us to raise a small army and live a life of ease and comfort in the future!"
But the steward just swallowed his saliva and said: "Lord...But, without the cheap food from Holy Egypt, we will have to buy everything from outside."
"This isn't a long-term solution!"
"So, our best option is to stay in Matruh and find a way to settle the warehouse accounts so we can give an explanation to the higher-ups!"
"As you said before, we just need to kill the warehouse clerk and replace him with someone we can trust."
"As for the grain that has already been sold... That's right! You could say that we lost a lot of grain due to the disaster, so..."
When he said this, the steward fell silent again.
Obviously, this excuse is too lame.
You know, when they falsely reported the "disaster" and asked for help from Cairo, Cairo, in addition to food, also allocated a sum of money specifically for post-disaster reconstruction.
In any case, the food and money were more than enough for Matruh to solve any problem, and he should even have a large surplus.
But now, the surplus has almost been used up, and even most of the funds have been divided up by the city lord and his cronies.
They also know very well that no matter what they do, they can hardly cover up the fact that they have embezzled food and grants.
After all, no one expected that the city of Cairo would send someone to investigate the matter thoroughly.
This had never happened before, and of course, Cairo had never allocated such a large amount of funds and provided so much food.
The two of them were silent for a while, and no one spoke again.
At this moment, there were several "splashing" sounds on the sea in the distance.
This time, the steward and the city lord opened their eyes wide and saw clearly that those under the water were indeed people.
Moreover, they were soldiers in armor, and they were riding a terrifying sea beast.
"What is that!? What is that? The City Lord?!"
"Is that really a person, a soldier?!"
The steward took a deep breath at this moment. He found that what the city lord had just said was not crazy talk, but real things that were happening.
Of course, they didn't know that those were Atlantis' "sea beast cavalry."
They knew very little about Atlantis, and they were unaware that the Vikings were gathering far away on the other side of Marsa Matruh.
However, when the city lord saw the figures of those "sea beast cavalry", he was not as shocked as the steward. After all, this was not the first time he had seen these "strange" things.
“That’s what it is!”
"I guess the reason why the caravans don't dare approach the coast is probably because of those things!"
The steward was very surprised when he heard what the city lord said.
"I see!"
"But where did they come from!?"
"Are they enemies? If so, we should report this news to..."
When the steward said this, he suddenly seemed to realize something and was stunned for a moment.
After all, if the situation here is reported to Cairo, they will definitely send soldiers here.
In this case, it will be difficult for the city lord, the governor, and those who have embezzled the food to leave Matruh.
"City Lord!"
The steward then immediately understood the city lord's current situation and why he looked so haggard.
"Unknown" people appeared on the coast of Marsa Matruh, but the city lord was unable to report the situation here.
And because of the soldiers in the sea, no merchant caravan dared to approach the shore.
Obviously, if you want to get out of this unscathed, there seems to be only one way left.
That is to find a way to drive away those "enemies" in the sea. Only in this way can the caravan return to the coast of Matruh.
In this way, they can sell the food in the city.
There is no other way!
"Lord City Lord!"
"It's only a matter of time before we're exposed!"
"Why not just go all out and sell the city's food to the caravan and leave?"
The steward said this, and the city lord slowly turned his head with a dull look in his eyes.
"But where is the caravan?"
At this moment, the steward's breathing suddenly became a little faster.
"I have a solution! City Lord!"
"All we have to do is drive those soldiers out of the sea, right?"
The city lord slowly turned his head and frowned slightly: "What are you going to do?"
"We don't even have a decent large ship. Are you planning to go underwater with weapons to look for them?"
“That won’t work.”
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