Freman wiped his sweat, calmed down, and knocked on the door of the spice merchant Freavone.

"Mr. Freavone, the news just came from the Duke of Anglia that Duke Otto felt that the alliance with the 'Triumph' needed to be carefully considered. I cannot visit Stad with you tomorrow."

Freavone raised his head from behind a large pile of gold coins, and he still held a pile of uncounted gold coins in his hand.

"I still worked hard to lead the Duke of Anglia! Why didn't he understand? Visiting Triumph is like doing business. The sooner you take action, you will get greater profits. Forget it, I'll go by myself tomorrow! When you go back, you have someone prepare the carriage for me!"

"This..." Freeman wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong? Freeman? Is there anything I want to say?"

Freman shrank his head and whispered: "Mr. Freavone, I think you should not meet Triumph. You have heard all the rumors in Hamburg City. She is a pirate who is obsessed with greed. She is like a business with a tiger, and she will be swallowed up if you accidentally."

"Is that so? I feel that this 'Triumph' is a little different from the robbers before. Although the rumors are terrible, she has been stationed in Stad for so many days. Have you heard of a village being looted? Unlike the 'Snake Eye', 'Boneless', 'White Shirt' and the like, this 'Triumph' should be someone who can negotiate a good business with her."

Freavone lowered his head and continued to count his gold coins. He took the gold coins out of the sack on the right, stacked ten ten in one stack, and neatly placed them on the table. When the table was filled, he wrapped the gold coins in a stack with paper heads. He did this rough and boring work with relish.

Freman wiped his sweat. "The Triumph" had traded with him, but he took this opportunity to embezzle the gold coins of the caravan and framed the Triumph. Once Freavone meets the Triumph, this matter is very likely to be exposed. But he couldn't think of how to stop Freavone, so he could only stammer: "But Lord Freavone..."

Freavene interrupted him: "Enough, Freman, I know you have been robbed by the 'Triumph', so it's normal to be afraid. But you think, even that time, the 'Triumph' just robbed our gold coins and did not touch our goods, right?"

"But this also shows that the 'Triumph' is dangerous! For the safety of Lord Freavone, I think..."

"The Pirate Kingdom is the dominant player of the sea. With their support, I can safely expand trade around the world. How can I give up this opportunity because of a little danger? Right?"

"But the Triumph is indeed very dangerous! The goods left before are still because their subordinates fought to the death..."

Freavine looked bored: "You fight to the death? Then why are the gold coins robbed again? Enough, let's say less lie. If you are really scared, you can stay here tomorrow."

"No, no, no, I am not afraid at all, I am just worried about the safety of Lord Freavone. If the Lord must meet the Triumph, I am willing to go on behalf of the Lord..."

"Enough! Just like you are like this today, what can you do if you go there? I'm still busy, get out quickly!"

Freavine was angry.

Freman dared not say anything anymore, so he quickly lowered his head, bent over, and tiptoed out of Freavone's room. Suddenly, he turned around as if he thought of something, and kept his head down and said:

"I wish Lord Freavone a good journey."

"I know, I know, go out quickly!"

Freavone did not notice that Freman's eyes were as fierce as a desperate person at this moment.

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...

The next morning, some merchants came to see Freavone off. The exquisite gifts were placed on Freavone's carriage and Topoffreavone handed over to the "Triumph". Each gift was written with the merchant's respective names.

However, more businessmen were waiting to see Freavone's joke. The proposal to negotiate with the "Triumph" will only receive half of the support in the Hamburg Chamber of Commerce, while the other half were stubbornly opposed.

A honey merchant from the opposition came to the front of Freavone's carriage and said sarcastically: "Freavone, I wish you a successful negotiation and a successful dog of the pirates."

Freavone smiled and replied: "Thank you, it's the greatest honor to be a 'Triumph' dog. Unlike some wild dogs, who barked for a long time, they don't know who their owner is."

"you……"

Freavone's shameless words made the honey merchant speech a little. He shook his head and went back.

Freavone watched the honey merchant go all the way. He knew this was not an isolated case. There were countless people in the Hamburg Chamber of Commerce who had the same idea as the honey merchant. A sneer came from his nose; "There was a short-sighted person."

He didn't care about the ridicule of these oppositions. As long as he negotiated a business with the Triumph, these people would envy him and be jealous.

In this way, Freavone sat on the carriage full of gifts, and set out towards Stadt under the escort of about a hundred men.

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...

When Amy arrived at the scene with a team of men, the sun was about to completely set from the horizon.

Freavone's guards lay on the ground and were all dead. The carriage was still fine, but there were two fewer horses to pull the carriage. Another horse was shot in an arrow and fell into a pool of blood.

Amy rushed to the carriage in panic and lifted the curtains.

The scene inside the car made her sick: Freavone fell on the empty carriage, axe cut through his left eye, and then stopped there after passing through most of his head. Amy could even vaguely see what was inside Freavone's head.

Blood and unknown liquid filled the four walls of the carriage.

"Who did this!"

She asked angrily, but no one could answer her.

Graheide frowned and said, "I'm afraid this matter will be blamed on the Swedish king in the end. In this way, there will probably be no merchants who will believe in the Swedish king."

Amy's hand clenched tightly.

"I remembered that the people sent by Duke Otto to the village of Brizania were also wearing Toga! I was wondering at the time, now thinking about it, is this also going to frame His Majesty?"

"I'm afraid it's true if you're describing."
Chapter completed!