Chapter 161： Lawrence Uman

Silvermoon City once again resumed its former bustling and noisy, as if the previous coups and **** battles did not exist.

However, the caring people can feel a completely different temperament from the faces of the half-elves. Compared with the previous ones, it seems that they have completely changed the race.

Lawrence Uman felt this change.

As the eldest son of the Uman family and the first heir to the earl title, Viscount Lawrence had been to Silvermoon City several times. At that time, the half-elves were still bent very low after seeing him, unlike the current one. Although the attitude is still respectful, but it has brought a hint of neither humble nor overbearing taste.

"Sorry, Lord Viscount, all the food for our Chamber of Commerce has been pre-ordered by the Anglia family."

It's the Anglia family again!

Viscount Lawrence was depressed for a while. He had traveled almost all the chambers of commerce in Silvermoon City in the past few days, only to find that they had all been listed first by the Anglia family.

Thinking of the few half-elf aristocrats who visited before, the attitude of the other side and some vague hints, Viscount Lawrence rubbed his chin and sighed secretly:

"Colin Angele, is Silvermoon City the real master now?"

...

"My Lord, Viscount Lawrence, who claims to be the eldest son of Earl Uman, is asking to see you."

Colin was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect to meet the Uman family in Silvermoon City. After a moment of indulgence, he made a random gesture to invite the other party in.

Viscount Lawrence is a handsome and elegant young man in his twenties, with a pair of burgundy pupils like his father, Earl Uman, with an impeccable smile on his lips, and his every move is polite and indeed very good. The style of the earl's eldest son.

But Colin looked at the other party as unpleasant, but he never forgot that this Uman family had a great suspicion that he had conspired to assassinate himself.

Of course, on the surface, Colin still pretended to be cordial and friendly: "Your Excellency Viscount Lawrence, welcome to Silvermoon City!"

"Your Excellency Viscount Angley, thank you for your hospitality!

My father always said that you are a military wizard, and he didn't expect to be verified so quickly. In the first battle of Silvermoon City, your glorious deeds of defeating the Eastern Pegasus Legion with the remnants of the Black Cavalry and the half-elf Silvermoon Guard have spread throughout the North, and countless bards are singing your name! "

The words of praise were spoken from Viscount Lawrence, with a sincere smile on his handsome face. Even though he knew it was a polite remark, he still made the complimented person feel his sincerity.

"You have a good reputation, the battle of Silvermoon City mainly relied on the bravery and skillfulness of the soldiers. I really didn't do much." Colin smiled and invited the other party to sit down at the round table and asked the maid to bring coffee.

Viscount Lawrence was savouring coffee while looking at the furnishings in the hall. He seemed to be deeply attracted by the murals and sculptures. It took a while before he smiled satisfied, as if he had gained great satisfaction from the appreciation.

Colin doesn't have the ability to appreciate it. In his opinion, these famous paintings and sculptures might as well be exchanged for gold coins...

"I don't know what's the matter with your Lord Lawrence coming to Silvermoon City? If there is anything I can help, I might as well speak up."

"In fact, this is the case. You must have heard that there is a famine in the north, and the Uman family territory is of course no exception. Therefore, my father sent me to Silvermoon City this time because he wanted to buy a batch of food. Go back to alleviate the urgent need.

However, in the past few days I have traveled to the major chambers of commerce in Silvermoon City, only to find that you have already bought out the grain in advance. That’s why I came here brazenly and wanted to buy you some food. "

Colin put down the coffee cup, deliberately showing an embarrassed expression:

"That's it. In fact, I am very willing to help the Uman family. After all, our two families are considered by marriage. However, the food gap in the Anglia family territory is indeed too large, even with the current food reserves in Silvermoon City. It's barely enough, so..."

Hearing Colin's excuses, Viscount Lawrence was still smiling on the surface, but he was already cursing away in his heart——

The agricultural level of the half-elf kingdom is well-known in the world, and Silvermoon City has always been known as the granary of the empire. In the past, the food produced in the half-elf kingdom was more than enough for half of the northern border. Now it is said that it is barely enough to supply a viscountry?

Lie!

"Master Viscount, I can understand your embarrassment. However, the Uman family really needs help now, so let's, as long as you are willing to allocate a portion of the food to sell to us, I can accept any price."

Colin was overjoyed, waiting for your words!

He monopolized the food in Silvermoon City this time. In addition to supplying the Viscount, the extra part was originally intended to be sold and made a fortune. Now that he has been taken advantage of, he will certainly not be polite.

"Ahem, you're seeing it. Since the Uman family is so short of food, of course I will not die, but I will not take advantage of the danger and sell it to you at the market price."

"Thank you, Lord Viscount!" Viscount Lawrence quickly thanked him.

However, he knew in his heart that this so-called "market price" was definitely not the market price of Silvermoon City, but the market price of the northern border.

But now the price of food in the northern border has risen to the sky...

Does this have the face to say "I won't take advantage of others"?

Colin Shishiran picked up the coffee cup and said with a smile: "I will arrange for someone to contact you. You can discuss the specific transaction details with him."

"Okay." Viscount Lawrence had no choice but to nod.

Afterwards, he asked again: "Master Viscount, take the liberty to ask, when will you leave for the northern border?"

"Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony of Queen Aisha, and I plan to return after the ceremony."

Viscount Lawrence didn't seem to be surprised by this, he just reminded with a smile: "Viscount Lord, the northern border has been a bit uneasy recently, you have to be more careful when you go back."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Colin's mouth: "There is a black cavalry escort, I want to see who has the courage to hit my idea."

"Ah, that's right! I was the one who worried too much!" Viscount Lawrence slapped his head and laughed.

After taking a sip of coffee, Viscount Lawrence spoke again: "My lord, I wonder if you have heard of a rumor circulating in the North during this period of time?"

"What rumors?"

"Rumors say that the famine in the north was actually a strategy of the Duke of St. Hild."

Colin moved in his heart and understood it, but on the surface he asked calmly, "What strategy?"

"When the troll broke through the northern line of defense and invaded the hinterland of the northern border, it was actually a deliberate play performed by Lord Duke The purpose was to paralyze the troll and lead the snake out of the hole, so as to give the black cavalry a chance to win a battle. ."

Colin drank his coffee in silence, but cursed secretly in his heart. Isn't this the first plan your Lao Count Uman put forward? Why do you want to dump the pot to the Duke of St. Hild now?

"Didn't you tell me, is this a rumor? That's probably not very credible."

"Yes. But if this rumor is true, Master Viscount, do you think the Duke of St. Hild is responsible for this famine?"

Colin blinked, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said solemnly: "If it is true, then the Duke of St. Hilde should indeed be responsible for it."

Hearing Colin's answer, Viscount Lawrence finally showed a sincere smile.

Then the two chatted a few more words at random, and Viscount Lawrence took the initiative to leave.

Looking at the back of the other party fading away, Colin could already confirm--

A storm is about to sweep the northern border!