Chapter 587 (2/2)

Stepping on the brand-new bluestone slab under his feet, Loren entered the banquet hall, and the lively atmosphere came to his face.

Unlike the noisy banquet scenes in other areas, the Byrne aristocracy regarded noise and loud noise as rude and vulgar behavior, especially in public places - even conversation was whispered between two or three people; Except for the toast and applause at the end of the performance, there will never be a person shouting and howling.

The servants who come and go, the nobles who talk and laugh quietly in front of the wine table, the musicians who play in the corner of the hall... The quiet atmosphere creates a unique beauty. The arrangement between the wine tables is very unique, which can allow the guests of nearly 100 people to feast and enjoy a bit of relaxation and leisure at the same time.

The dark haired wizard narrowed his eyes and looked at the countess and governor Gaspar sitting furthest from the banquet hall - both with extremely cold expressions, holding wine glasses and not saying a word, even pretending to be friendly.

If Charles hadn't arranged properly and found musicians and dancers to perform on site, I'm afraid this quiet and harmonious banquet would really be ”dead silence”?

Thinking like this, Loren, whose eyes deviated, and the steward of the red blood Castle standing behind the countess looked at each other, and their gentle but sharp eyes made the black haired wizard couldn't help but recall the corners of his mouth and the expression of the other party when they came to find themselves.

However, it doesn't matter... It doesn't matter if you don't take the initiative to intervene in the next plan.

Just as Loren shrugged his shoulders and was about to turn around and leave, his steps suddenly stopped - in front of him stood a middle-aged man in Chinese robes. The most important thing was that the person in front of him looked familiar.

”You... Should be the wizard adviser of the 'Your Highness', your excellency Loren Turin?” the other party smiled, his voice was modest and respectful: ”I'm a businessman in the red blood castle. Just call me old Roger.”

”I wonder if old Roger has the honor to talk to you alone?”

Hesitated for a second, the black haired wizard looked back at the frowning little wizard and the vigilant Lucian, made a ”rest assured” gesture to them, nodded and walked to a wine table not far from him.

”Excuse me, what can I do for you?”

”Ah, it's no big deal.” the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and shook his head with a embarrassed smile: ”mainly to thank you. In addition... There's a trace of apology.”

”Now there are rumors all over the red blood castle. Some of them say that the damn beast... Was actually killed by you.” the middle-aged man smiled and said, ”as a member of the red blood castle, shouldn't I thank you for your help?”

Loren's face showed a formulaic smile: ”you also said that it was a rumor - the monster was solved by the Turin family and the governor, and I just assisted.”

”Even so, you can afford this thanks.” the middle-aged man sighed: ”you can see that I'm a businessman. During the period when evil animals are rampant, the trade between the red blood castle and the outside world is almost cut off. There are people hoarding goods everywhere who want to make a fortune!”

”Isn't this the essence of a businessman?” Lauren said, ”you are also a businessman. You must have taken the opportunity to make a profit?”

”Yes, making money is never a fault; but the essence of this behavior is wrong, and it is very wrong!”

The middle-aged man frowned, and his expression, which was very mild the moment before, suddenly became dignified:

”Hoarding in bumper harvest years and selling in poor harvest years - this simple truth is understood by even rural farmers. It is the same for businessmen, but it is different!”

”After all... What does that mean to you when you hoard food that you can't eat for a lifetime and silk that you can't use for two lifetimes? Your guest has only money to buy a bag of wheat. When he buys it, he won't need you anymore, because you've squeezed them dry and can't afford anything!”

”Only a small profit can increase sales, keep the business routes and trade unobstructed, and make the market stable and prosperous, can a region really prosper, and we businessmen can make a lot of money.” the gentle middle-aged man smiled at Lauren:

”So, don't you deserve my little businessman's thanks for making the business road unobstructed again?”

”As for the slightest apology...” the middle-aged man suddenly sighed and looked hard to say: ”it's really hard to speak... But anyway, please accept my father's sincere apology and forgive my reckless son!”

Lauren narrowed her eyes slightly: ”... Who the hell are you?”

”Didn't I just say that you can call me old Roger.”

The middle-aged man raised his head with a gentle smile:

”Roger Joad... I'm the father of little Joad who is against you!”