While St. Attila was showing off his power in the sunny Port of Tulum, Joe clinked glasses with Sallyan at the Hydra Palace.

Salian, who was over forty years old, looked even younger than Gorkin, who was fighting in the Lanyin Corridor because of his strong personal strength.

On weekdays, Salian, who was described as a "granite sculpture" behind his back, was a little excited at this moment. His face was a little red, and even his iron-gray hair was meticulously taken care of. A few messy hairs were hanging down from his forehead, swaying in front of his slightly fanatical eyes.

He held the crystal cup and gently shook the wine glass, allowing the bright red wine to hang a faint crimson on the wall of the cup.

He talked to Qiao in great excitement.

The "deal" proposed by Joe has been promised by Mata XIII, and in the name of Sallyan, he signed a formal "cooperative joint stock contract" with the Vitu family represented by Joe.

The royal family made efforts to protect and symbolically paid 100 million Jinmake cash to Qiao, thus obtaining 50% of the compensation Qiao received from the Super Juncker family in Ruhr City.

These 50% of the shares are placed in Salian's name.

To be more precise, these 50% of the shares can be regarded as Salian's "personal private property".

This is a huge fortune, with the "compensation" given by dozens of Super Juncker families, and its market value is higher than the astronomical "stolen goods" of the Whisper Forest Club.

Those "stolen goods" are "dead things" and "floating wealth".

And this compensation is an "asset", an "industry", and a "live wealth", which can bring hundreds of millions of profits every year.

Salian is of great use for this money.

In particular, among these "industry", there are steel mills, foundries, various factories related to ordnance production, and also various raw material field ore. From the mining, transportation, to the processing, refining of raw materials, and finally manufacturing into various finished products, and even sales channels, they are all available.

Combining the drawings that Joe has dedicated to Sallyan and the huge profits that he can get every year in the future, Sallyan has great potential.

Money, industry, and the Imperial Army's support for Salian, Salian was enough to hold more power and have a greater and far-reaching influence.

"Joe, you gave me a huge surprise. Really, I didn't expect that you could think of such a way of cooperation, swallowing the bait given by those bastards in one bite." Salian couldn't help but praise Joe with a smile on his face.

"You don't know...you have to know...this cooperation is also very meaningful to me." Salian looked at Joe seriously: "These industries, the profits they bring in the future, and the power they burst out themselves...it is very valuable to me and those who are loyal to me."

Joe had already drunk more than twenty drinks in a row under Salian's constant toast.

At this moment, he was a little drunk and asked Sallyan bluntly: "It seems that you... and your..."

Joe pointed to the ceiling above his head: "You are short of money? But you shouldn't... As a member of the imperial royal family..."

Salian was also a little drunk, so he simply sat on his desk, shaking his legs, and complained loudly: "Ah, Joe, you don't know... You can know that the Dren Empire is not poor."

"I've been poor, but since my grandmother ascended the throne, the empire has become stronger and richer over the decades. The taxes collected every year are astronomical. The empire's treasury is very rich."

"The royal family is not short of money. The royal family has many industries everywhere in the empire. Although they are all very traditional and old-fashioned industries, such as forests, manors, mines, etc.... But these old-fashioned industries are the most stable industries, and they are long-lasting and endless. Therefore, the royal family is also very rich."

"But the empire is so huge, the benefits are huge, but the annual expenses are also very huge. That is an astronomical figure that makes me feel scared when I think of it."

"Just in the last twenty years, in the last twenty years, the most powerful in the history of the empire, there were more than five years, perhaps seven or eight years? At the end of these years, the treasury was almost exhausted, and a large amount of funds had to be drawn from the royal private treasury."

"Spend money like flowing water, so in recent years, the empire has been crazily opening up colonies, starting wars with neighbors, and crazily seizing new land. Why is this? In order to earn more goldmarks and earn more resources."

"Look, it's not just the empire, but the powerful countries with sufficient strength in the Medlands continent are basically doing this. However, the nature of the empire is here, and we act more directly, more prominently, and more radically... Well, or in other words, we are more rough, direct, and more shameless!"

"We want to beat you, so we beat you... Unlike the Kingdom of Ice Sea, the Kingdom of Gaul and the Kingdom of Saint-Shia, who have to make excuses when they start a war? Oh, it's such a boring thing!"

Salian drank the glass of Chinese American wine in one sip, grabbed the bottle on the desk, and poured himself another glass.

Qiao blinked desperately and looked at Salian incredibly puzzled.

Such a huge empire, such a huge tax revenue... Although the empire started wars in the northwest, in the northeast, and in the southwest, in the east, and in amazes trouble with several servants and vassal states of the Lucia Empire, they fought one after another every three days.

But… it doesn’t seem to be enough to exhaust the finances of such a powerful empire.

Salian murmured: "Anyway, the treasury of the empire is very tight, and the private treasury of the royal family is also very tight. Sometimes, even some of the top Teutonic private treasurys are all seen... Oh, it's so damn."

"So, we royals are actually quite... embarrassing." Salian's face turned slightly red, and he coughed dryly: "So, I don't want to hide anything for that unscrupulous old guy... He squandered his nature, and spent money where he shouldn't spend it. Even with my younger brother Conrad and I were very... embarrassing."

Qiao nodded vigorously.

He remembered the poor traveler's check that Salian took out when Ferdinand ransomed Salian outside the Royal Bank headquarters.

Tsk, the grandson of the imperial prince, His Highness, who has a real fief, can't even take out a million gold marks... Oh, can you believe it?

"So, what about the money?" Joe asked Salian in surprise.

"Yes, where is the money?" Salian drank it all over again, and then poured himself a good glass of wine. He raised his glass, shook it, and laughed jokingly at Qiao: "When you have a golden general star hanging on your shoulders, well, you will naturally know that you have become a major general or above in the Guards' Legion or even... the Royal Knights."

Joe's face suddenly turned black and he rolled his eyes at Salian.

Salian giggled, happily put down his wine glass, then turned around, and found a cigar box from the pile of documents on the desk, pulled out two cigars, and threw it to Joe one.

Joe and Sally were drinking wine and smoking cigars. In Sally's office, the aroma of wine suddenly became full of wine and the smoke was curling around.

With a cigar in his fingers, Salian waved his hand and squinted at Joe: "As the Prince of the Empire, I have many means... legal, or illegal, to seize terrible benefits."

"But the empire has laws, and grandmother can never allow us to do whatever we want."

"This time, you really helped me a lot... With these outputs and these industries, I can do a lot of things I wanted to do before but didn't have the energy to do."

"Joe, you are a very good little guy. You should have a higher status in the empire and you should make greater contributions to the empire. But... you are a policeman now... Oh, hell, I'm not looking down on the Ministry of Police, but the contribution of the Ministry of Police to the empire is too limited."

"Besides the titles and those medals and honors, what I can do...is to give you a better path."

Qiao looked at Sallyan inexplicably.

Salian just smoked, drank, and smiled and talked to Qiao about the geographical appearance, cultural style, etc. of Tulun Port, just not serious things.

After chatting endlessly for more than an hour, someone knocked on the door of Salian's office.

Salian jumped off the desk. He dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, patted the ashes on his body, put away the smile on his face, and in his deep eyes, the cold and even fierce light that he had in his daily life was revealed.

"Come in!"

The door of the office quietly opened, and several court officials came over with a group of maids carefully.

The maids pushed in more than a dozen four-wheeled carts, with cork dolls from tailor shops on them.

These dolls are seven feet, seven or eight inches tall, with large arms and round waists. They are far more shaped than ordinary people, but they are exactly in line with Qiao's body outline.

The doll was wearing a dark gray army uniform.

There are more than thirty uniforms in total.

There are regular clothes, training clothes, and several large dresses made of excellent materials.

"Joe von Weitu, a first-year student at the Imperial Military University, is a major in the Empire, a third-class staff member in the War Planning Department of the Imperial Army Department, and a second-class confidential secretary of the Office of the Prince of the Imperial Sarian von Hydera Fort... Well, he is also the honorary Knight of the Sword and Shield of the Imperial Knight, and the centurion of the Imperial Knight."

Salian stood in front of Joe and smiled at Joe who was stunned and said, "The Great Hydra Knights are the Royal Knights directly under me, with a chief executive of 10,000 people. Logically, the centurion of the Great Hydra Knights should also have the rank of colonel... You are an exception."

"Because of your merits, I will award you the Black Forest Defender Medal in the name of the Duke of the Empire Black Forest!"

Salian smiled proudly, and he reached out and gently pounded Joe's shoulder: "Okay, boy, take off this black dog... cough, cough... take off this police uniform and put on the most powerful and glorious Derren Empire Army uniform in the Medland continent."
Chapter completed!