Chapter 53 He is the real God of Wealth

Acardo took Meadow to the largest slave market in the city and got the behind-the-scenes owner of the slave market. Stephen, the old marquis, came to meet Arcado in person.

"Mr. Marquis, your business is really big, and I'm very greedy." Arcado smiled and teased the old marquis in front of him.

"Lord Island, how can you, a rich and powerful nobleman favored by His Holiness, care about such a lowly small business?" The marquis also said with a smile.

"This time my fiancee Meadow and I came to visit you. In addition to buying a large number of slaves, there are better cooperation suggestions. I don't know if you are interested in listening to Mr. Marquis." Arcado still has a smile on his face.

The Marquis was obviously stunned. He really didn't expect that a simple meeting could achieve the in-depth cooperation he dreamed of. The Marquis seemed to have seen gold coins waving to him.

"Of course, distinguished island lord, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, Mr. Marquis, you can call me Rudolph Arcado. I don't have a title or an official position, and I really dare not pretend to be an adult in front of you." Arcado said modestly.

"Then I'll call you Lord Rudolph. You are in charge of an island, which is beyond my reach. It's really my heart to call you." Obviously, the marquis deliberately flattered him and insisted on calling him Lord Arcado.

"Actually, I'm here to complain to you." Arcado picked up the count's glass and said with a smile, "There are some problems. I'm embarrassed."

"You might as well say it directly and see what I can do for you." The marquis asked, "Maybe I can't help you." The words are exquisite on all sides.

"Well, Marquis, I have a little dissatisfaction with the elf slave I bought. I wonder if you can help me solve it?" Arcado handed a grape to Meadow, motioned her to taste it, and then said.

"Oh, if it's a slave problem, I can help. Lord Rudolph, what are you dissatisfied with the elf slaves bought from me?" At first glance, the marquis said that he was his slave, and he was still a little sure. In order to retain this big customer, he hurriedly asked.

"There are two problems. The first one is that they are just ordinary elf poor people. I need some warriors, real elf warriors. I believe you must be very familiar with the slave team. It is impossible that they can't catch the prisoners of an elf soldier, but they have never sold these soldiers, which shows that these The prisoners have been killed, am I right? Lord Marquis. Arcado asked gently.

"Maybe you don't know much about this, dear Lord Rudolph, these elf warriors are firm and fearless, basically unable to** and tame, and are also very dangerous, so the slave plunderers are generally killed on the spot." The marquis hurriedly explained.

"I think you should have heard about my relationship with elves, and I won't beat around the bush. I can collect elf slaves on a large scale without being hostile to the elves, so these slaves will not resist me. So dangerous and difficult problems do not exist for me at all. I need a large number of slaves and Civilians came to expand Rome Island. I need soldiers, so I decided to buy some elf soldiers' prisoners. Can you provide them to me? Marquis?" Arcado looked at the marquis in front of him with a smile, looking full of expectations.

"This, but..." The Marquis was a little hesitant.

"I pay 15 gold coins for every elf prisoner of war. I think you must have a way to give them to me, right?" Arcado said in the marquis's ear.

"Yes, of course, how many do you need?" The Marquis immediately agreed that an elf warrior who does not need to tame and ** can sell so much. Of course he agreed. In the past, these soldiers were completely useless and could only be killed on the spot. The count had seen gold coins rolling towards him.

"The second question is the current elf slaves. I think you should understand that I don't need to tame and ** at all when I use elf slaves, so elf civilians don't need you to beat and abuse them. I think the count will also be happy to see this part of the cost being compressed, right?" Arcado ate a grape himself, smiled at Meadow, and then turned his head and said to the count.

"There is no need to abuse and ** elf slaves?" The marquis didn't reply: "That is to say, the elf who has just been captured and can deliver?"

"You really know a little bit. What I want is the primitive elves. They have not been abused and women have not been insulted. It is the best time!" Acardo smiled and said, "Is there any problem?"

"This is not easy to do. As you know, they often begin to abuse elf slaves while plundering slaves." The marquis is a little embarrassed.

"For every male elf who has not been beaten, I will pay 5 gold coins, and for every female elf who has not been abused or insulted, I will pay 100 gold coins. I believe that the Marquis will always have some way."

"You, are you telling the truth?" The marquis didn't believe his ears.

"Of course it's true. In addition, you must have some elf prisoners of high status here, because they dare not kill or sell them at will for fear of elves' revenge. I think I can buy them."

"Who did you hear this from? No, absolutely not." The marquis quickly denied it.

Take a beautiful ring from his hand, and Arcado casually threw it into the wine glass in front of him, with a ruby as big as peanuts shining brightly in the wine glass: "This is the first batch of elf jewelry made by the twelf forest queen ordered by the court designer Frolo. Presumably you have heard of this batch. How much is the decoration worth? After saying that, Arcado put the glass in front of the marquis: "Whether it belongs to you or not depends on whether you are honest or not."

"Big, my lord, I really didn't mean to hide you. You also know that I'm afraid of affecting my friendship with you. Moreover, if this spreads, I will die." The marquis wiped his sweat, took out the ring in the wine glass, and carefully put it on his fat little finger: "I'm in a manor outside the city. There is a basement where there are three elf prisoners who don't know their identity. When they were caught, they were in a luxurious carriage, the largest slave in our province. The team accidentally crashed into the convoy and killed 10 guards of the convoy with heavy losses. After I paid money to buy them, I thought that they might be retaliated by the elves, so I didn't dare to do anything to these elf nobles, let alone sell them, so I locked them there.

Arcado's eyes were cold, suppressed the ice-like murderous intention, and casually asked, "In your place, they have not been abused, have they?"

"No! No!" The marquis quickly said, "I know a powerful relationship and didn't dare to be rude. Since you began to buy slaves, I have been considering whether to trade these elves with you, but I have never dared to speak."

"I'm going to see them. You can lead the way." After saying that, he strode out of the marquis's reception room with Meadow.

"What a local bun. A rich man who has never seen the world dares to trade with our marquis with a ring. The island owner of Rome Island is also from the countryside." Several waiters were talking aside, obviously looking down on Akado's arrogant face just now.

"You guys have been with me for so many years and haven't made any progress at all." The marquis stood up and looked at his close waiters and said, "If I sell the ring he gave me 150,000 gold coins at the jewelry store, it will be bought in three seconds. Have you ever seen the jewelry with almost 1 million gold coins? I'd rather be a bun like him!" After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the reception room and chased Acado far away.

"For a long time, he is not a local steamed bun, but a real god of wealth!" A waiter sighed.