Chapter 322：

There is still a batch of tin ore produced in these two months.

However, the food that King Ban and King Bose could exchange was basically replaced by him.

If you still want food, you can only go farther to change it.

But, in other places, Britons can't go.

Farther away, the gods had disappeared, and the [True Ether] had almost disappeared. Once the Britons left, they would basically be unable to return.

What to do?

Shi Lang was full of melancholy.

At this time, something came to him.

——Do you want to trade?

The thing asked him about the thing called [Alaya].

"If I trade with you, what can you give me?" Shi Lang asked.

-Magic, endless magic.

Shilang smiled bitterly: "But what I want is not magic. Leave, [Alaya], you don't have what I need."

[Alaya]'s voice disappeared.

Natural disasters panic.

Human beings are too fragile in the face of natural disasters.

But you have to struggle.

Even if the road ahead is a more desperate landscape, you must struggle.

Because only struggle can have a chance.

Shi Lang approached Lancelot, and he said sincerely, "Prince Lancelot, you are a smart man. I think you will understand Camelot's real situation soon after you came to Camelot. Not bad. I deceived you and your father, King Ban. Camelot was not a strong country from beginning to end. We were even driven by Votigung, and even the country has fallen. Now, we are all depleted of food, everyone They will all be waiting to die in despair. I want to ask you to take my mine and go to Europe for food."

Lancelot asked: "Aren't you afraid that I won't go back?"

"I believe you." Shi Lang said.

Because it has reached the point where you have to believe it.

Lancelot was silent.

He was not a stupid fool. On the tenth day of coming to Cornwall, he noticed something was wrong, and then followed the vines, and almost figured out Camelot's situation, but he remained silent.

Because this king is too dazzling, so dazzling that he can't divert his eyes.

In the face of danger, he was ordered to bear eight swords, and all the crimes of the king.

This kind of king, this kind of thing, he has never heard of it!

Even the great kings narrated in those stories are nothing more than that.

He is the prince of Benwick, but he considers himself a knight.

He learned the real kingly way from this king, that is the real kingly way that his father, his uncle, King Bose, and even those other monarchs had never had before.

It's so dazzling, it's so dazzling that I can't look away, it's so dazzling that I want to stay by his side and work for him.

However, he is a prince and is destined to leave this king. One cannot swear allegiance, otherwise he would have sworn an oath with a sword long ago.

Because he wanted to stay by the king's side, listen to the king's words with those like-minded knights, and work for the king.

At this moment, the king came to him.

Wang trusted his character and ability, and put all his chips and hopes on him with one hand.

Lancelot was greatly moved, wiping tears, nodded solemnly, and said: "I will! Please rest assured, swear by this head, I will definitely get food!"

"You don't have to swear with your head, I want you and the grain to come back together." Shi Lang said.

He asked Gerant to prepare a cargo ship, put in all the tin ore and copper produced in the past two months, and then sent Lancelot to the pier.

"Wang, please rest assured! Within five days, I will definitely get food in exchange!" Lancelot said firmly.

"Excuse me, Lancelot." Shi Lang reached out and patted the back of Lancelot's hand.

Lancelot turned around, got on the cargo ship, and left.

Shi Lang watched the cargo ship sailing into the distance.

Two paths of woods blocked my sight. Shi Lang said, "Gerante, ask someone to chop down these trees. They blocked my sight."

Gerant was about to call someone, but Shi Lang stretched out his hand to stop him, and said: "Forget it, let those people go to build a greenhouse, I will go to a higher place to see."

Shi Lang sent away Lancelot.

But he deeply knows the truth that eggs cannot be put in a basket.

And even if Lancelot gets food, it may not be able to be eaten by people.

He also needs to bring food from other places.

Shiro intends to personally go to other territories to ask for food.

Altria asked: "My king, the food of the lords of other territories has long been exhausted, and they have no food."

"The lord does not have food, but there are still territories, villages, and other villagers," Shilang said.

"You--, shouldn't you mean--?" Altria's eyes widened, and said quickly: "My king, no! Have you forgotten? How did I lose to you in my dream? Right?"

"I know, I understand. But other than that, there is no other way to do it, Al." Shirou said bitterly.

Altria was silent, and the golden hair on her head fell down.

"Moreover, I am not squeezing, I am going to borrow." Shi Lang said.

"Borrow?" Altria was taken aback.

"Yes. I'm going to borrow, borrowing food from my people!" Shi Lang said firmly with a full face.

Shi Lang rode Dong En Talis, with his team of house officers, to borrow food from villages in other territories.

Every family borrowed grain, and every family issued IOUs.