The Legend of Fatality

Daimara actually wanted to join forces with Russell, it was really stupid, she thought.

However, Daimara promised to pay Russell a high sum of money. He probably thought that Russell ’s greed would guarantee his loyalty until Daimara could take the time to personally deceive him or deal with him. . I'm afraid no one thought that Russell's betrayal was faster than anyone, even Geely, expected. How could Daimara think that Russell would destroy the scam plan itself without waiting for the opportunity to steal a large amount of money from the fleet?

Geely felt his stomach tumbling for a while. It was just another betrayal in this world, she thought dizzily. Why do I still care so much? Everyone will betray others. That's how life is ... ァ 新 ヤ ~ ⑧ ~ 1 ~ 中文 网 ωωω.χ ~ ⒏ ~ 1zщ.còм

She wanted to find a corner, a small and secret place, hide, and be alone.

Everyone will betray you. Everyone. This tone echoed in her mind.

But she has nowhere to go. Finally, a young man, perhaps a master apprentice, walked into the room to find Lord Broderick, and Geely followed Russell into the living room.

Waiting behind the meeting table is not the bald mage official.

Russell stopped at the door. The room is very simple, only the desk and the simple gray carpet. There is no decoration on the stone wall, and the only window that can be seen is the width of the palm. The magistrates waiting for them wore crimson robes like blood, with the most complicated patterns that Geely had seen. She was n’t even sure what class it represented, but it extended all the way to the wizard ’s collar and back. Geely even swears that she seems to see some kind of light on those patterns.

"Master Broderick." The strangely dressed mage opened. His mage robe is similar to other mage, but it is different from the serious, bureaucratic or completely unmanageable mage that Russell has seen before. This man is not only skinny, but also full of muscles. His clean face and eyes looking at them make him almost look like an animal ready to hunt.

"I thought I would be with ..." Russell said, still not walking into the room.

"That bald head is called to deal with other things. I'm his boss Dean-the chairman of the committee that reviews your proposal. You rarely have the opportunity to talk directly to me face to face. I usually don't listen to the proposal in person, but the bald head is absent I have to bear part of his work. "The Red Robe Master interrupted Russell before he finished, and gave an explanation.

Geely's instinct surprised her suddenly. We should leave. Leave now.

Russell hasn't moved for a long time, and Geely can see that he is considering. Run now? Or try to take risks in order to get a bigger reward? Geely doesn't care about rewards, she just wants to survive. But Russell didn't just sit in the position of leader. He deeply understood that there was no gain without risk. So he slowly walked into the room and sat down across from the mage named Dean.

"It turns out that, Master Dean." Russell said cautiously. "Since I was called to meet again, I guess my proposal was reconsidered?"

"It's true." Dean said nonchalantly. "But I must admit that some members of Parliament are very uneasy about dealing with families on the verge of financial crisis. The Fatalin Association usually prefers more conservative financial planning."

"I know."

"But," Dean said. "There are also people in Parliament who are quite looking forward to you providing the savings in the contract."

"Which side do you prefer, sir?"

"I haven't decided yet." Dean leaned forward. "That's why I point out that you have a rare opportunity. Convince me, Lord Broderick, you can get your contract."

"The old man must have introduced the details of our proposal before," Russell said.

"Yes, but I want to hear your argument from your own words. Just do me a favor."

Geely frowned. She stayed behind the room and stood by the doorway, still not sure if she should run away.

"How?" Dean asked, Yu Yu noticed that the girl dressed as a servant at the door seemed nervous.

"Need this contract, sir." Russell said, "Without it, we can't continue the operation of canal transportation. Your contract can bring us the much-needed stable period and can maintain our fleet for a period of time. , Let us look for other contracts. "

Dean looked at Russell for a moment. "Your performance shouldn't be the only one, Lord Broderick. The bald head said you were very convincing. Let me hear how you proved that you deserve our choice."

Geely prepared her ‘magic power’. She could make Dean more willing to believe Russell's words ... but a certain feeling stopped her. What is wrong?

"We are your best choice, sir." Russell said. "You are worried that my family will face financial difficulties? Even so, what are your losses? The worst case is that my fleet must stop working and you must find other businessmen to cooperate. But if you choose us, this is enough to sustain me Family, you will find an enviable long-term contract. "

"Is it?" Dean said easily. "So, tell me, why did you find the Fatalin Association? Why not cooperate with others? Your fleet must have other options-there are other places or groups that can't wait to get the services you provide."

Russell frowned. "It has nothing to do with money. Adults, if you can get the Fatalin Association contract, and you show your confidence in us, it means we can be affirmed. If you trust us, others will. I need your support. Russell felt like he was sweating.

Perhaps he began to regret betting on this one. Was he also betrayed? Was this weird meeting arranged by Daimara? At the door, Geely watched the conversation between the two and thought to him. But the feeling of disturbing her became stronger and stronger. Although the mage never glanced in her direction, she felt like she was being stared at by the other party like a prey.

The mage named Dean was silent. He can destroy them at any time, and Geely understands this. Even if he just suspected that they were lying to him, he could give them to the courtroom of the Fatalin Association. More than one businessman entered the administrative building and never came out again.

Geely gritted his teeth, released his strength, and applied ‘magic power’ to the mage, making him less suspicious.

Dean smiled. "Okay, you convinced me ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ He said suddenly.

Russell breathed a sigh of relief.

Dean continued. "Your latest letter says that you need 3,000 gold coins as advance payment to repurchase equipment and restart transportation operations. The clerk in the corridor will help you process the documents and obtain the necessary funds.

Dean pulled a thick Fatalin Association document from a stack of paper and stamped it underneath. He handed the paper to Russell. "Your contract. Happy cooperation."

Russell smiled deeply. "Thank you and happy cooperation! I knew it was a wise decision to come here in person." He said, taking the contract, standing up, nodded respectfully at the magistrate, and then motioned Geely to open the door for him.

She did the same. But she felt something was wrong. There is something very wrong.

After Russell left, she paused and looked back at the mage named Dean. He still smiled. This smile made Geely shudder. A happy mage has always been a bad sign.

But when they passed between the merchants in the waiting room, no one stopped them. Russell sealed the contract and gave it to the clerk according to the instructions. Nor did the soldiers expected by Geely jump out and arrest them. The clerk took out a small box full of gold coins and handed it to Russell carelessly.

Then, they walked out of the administrative building, Russell clearly relieved, summoned his other men. No nervous call sign, no soldiers' pace, they are free. Russell successfully deceived the Fatalin Association and another leader.

Seems like this on the surface.

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