Brownsea Island Pier.
Inside the luxurious ship, merchants in gorgeous attire were holding crystal glasses, shaking the bright red wine inside and chatting and laughing. The guards behind them were also wearing luxurious warrior uniforms and holding their heads high.
Various steaks, grilled meats and desserts were placed on the table, and scantily clad maids walked around the banquet, serving everyone attentively and making them feel at home.
"Xiduo, feel it and look at this material. It was used exclusively by the royal family of Zilaner in the past. If it weren't for the hardship of the snowy night, I wouldn't dare wear it."
A thin man with shiny chestnut hair and a dramatic mustache showed off his clothes adorned with gold and jewelry.
"Yes, Kom, but it's a far cry from Shippinger's purple velvet."
Xido walked forward with his big belly, touched it, shook his head with some regret and said.
"Xi Ping'er? He's probably clinging to the power of the Code family and doesn't care about us little people anymore."
Kom touched his shiny hair, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes.
"Yeah, he runs to the castle on the island every day. Has he forgotten that he is our elected representative, not a lackey of the Cord family? It seems we need to change the representative. Kom, if you elect me as your representative next time, I will give you the dancer you liked last time."
"Oh, I was going to ask Xi Ping'er first to see if he could raise the price again. Look, here he is."
Xi Ping'er walked onto the stage and clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.
"Everyone, Baron Varyan Code has agreed to give us a discount on the summer spices this time. We can buy all the spices on the island for half the previous price. He also said he won't mind us stealing Tone Soutine's remaining sailors and laying off the island's laborers."
The sea merchants below the stage cheered loudly, celebrating this hard-won victory and also applauding the representatives they elected.
Xi Ping'er raised his hand to suppress the applause in the audience. After the surroundings quieted down, he waved his hand, and a group of servants came in carrying several barrels of wine.
"These are the friendship of Baron Varyan Code, the longing brewed by the epic mage Cathy. They were originally intended for her husband, the legendary navigator Kannepal, who never returned from sailing sixteen years ago. However, after more than ten years, he still hasn't returned.
After this epic wizard and brewmaster traveled the continent without a trace, her family sold these treasures, and our former friend Toné Soutine purchased them at a high price."
After hearing the introduction, everyone showed a satisfied expression. This was not wine at all, it was clearly golden juice. Only Mage Catherine knew the recipe of her wine. After she traveled around the continent, no new wine of hers was produced.
Every merchant in the venue poured a cup and tasted it. Even the guards were lucky enough to drink the fine wine brewed by the epic wizard. Without noble status, the merchants relied on these warriors, and no one dared to neglect these guests of honor.
"Sido, why don't you drink?"
Seeing that someone in the corner didn't take action, Xi Ping'er asked in a bad tone.
"Missing is a famous wine that even many mainland nobles can't afford. How could Tone Soutine, a lord of a small overseas island, possibly buy it?"
"Haha... Sido, this is what longing is all about. Is Baron Varlean's friendship so worthless?"
Xi Ping'er took a sip with a look of enjoyment, stared at Sido and said mockingly: "Or do you not want to accept the Baron's friendship?"
Without waiting for Sido's answer, Xiping'er raised his glass and said, "Cheers to Baron Varyan Code!"
"To the Baron!"
Everyone followed suit and drank it all. Seeing this, Xiduo also picked up the crystal and took a sip.
"Bang!"
After drinking, Xiping'er smashed the wine glass. Suddenly, shouts and screams were heard outside. Before everyone in the room understood what was happening, they felt a sharp pain in their abdomen.
"Xi Ping'er, you...you betrayed...the Chamber of Commerce!"
In disbelief, everyone in the field fell to the ground unwillingly, staring at Xi Ping'er, the only one who was fine after drinking, and he died.
"Xi...Xi Ping'er, you traitor, the Chamber of Commerce will not let you go, nor will they let Varyan Code go."
Xiduo, who drank the least, wanted to pull out the sword that was guarding the corpse beside him, but his breathing became more and more difficult. He spat out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground.
"Betrayal? Humph!
I, Xi Ping'er, joined the West Sea Chamber of Commerce just for the gold coins. Now I have the gold coins. When I marry my daughter to the Code family, I will have a grandson with noble blood!
My humble blood will flow with fragrance, looking down upon you, the bugs in golden skin, for thousands of generations to come."
Xipinger sat on a chair on the stage like a king, looking down with contempt on the piles of corpses below.
"You'll regret this..."
Before Xido took his last breath, he looked at Xiping'er with pity, and his heart stopped beating.
"Regret... This is the only thing this cruel world can give us. You didn't drink before because you knew that if faced with the same choice, you would do the same as me.
I was chosen by you to face that demon. When the demon bewitched me, it was also devouring you..."
The riots at the port were quickly quelled. After the top leaders were caught, the people below were all disarmed and controlled before they could even react to what was happening.
Varyan and Wodek each controlled the ship, and the other was responsible for suppressing the people on the shore. It was impossible for merchants to live on the ship all the time, and they also had their strongholds on the island.
In the hotel, only Marcus Ster and a baron were left in the delegation waiting for news, while the other nobles had returned to their respective territories.
"I think the summer spices on Brownsea Island have been harvested. Who should I sell them to now?"
A slightly fat middle-aged man with a scar on his face stood at the window, looking puzzled. He was the Baron of Storm Island, Willow Gowen, who stayed with Marcus St.
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