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Halfway through his speech, Springval saw his boss, Baron Baron, looking at him like a dead man. He knew that the Baron, who had already spent a lot of money to buy dead livestock from farmers, was absolutely unwilling to do so.

No more buying dead cows.

"It's not that bad. The sheep last time were because those unlucky farmers were looking for straw, so they didn't have time to return to the town. I will go and warn them later, and warn them if they go beyond the gate again for straw. I

Just close the door and prevent them from returning to the village."

However, halfway through speaking, he spoke as if he had thought of something.

"As long as you no longer pay the market price for the livestock that have been killed, I think they will be more restrained."

Barron sighed. Of course he knew that the price of livestock was low during the winter. In addition, the price could be lowered a lot if it was killed by wild animals. If he bought it at the summer price, he was actually being taken advantage of. .

"There is no way, after all, I don't know what will happen in the future. It would be good to let them save more..."

Barron sighed after thinking about his situation here, and then asked again.

"By the way, do you think it's better for me to stand firmly by King Greymane's side? Or is it better to stand firmly by His Majesty Li Ke's side?"

Springval, who originally thought he could feast again, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, looked at his boss, tried hard not to laugh because of the other man's Mediterranean, and then spoke seriously.

"Did they promise you anything?"

"No."

Barron shook his head.

"Then what did you promise them?"

Barron shook his head again.

"No, apart from that messenger, I have never even seen Li Ke... Well, the same goes for His Majesty Greymane."

So Springvale spread his hands.

"Then just continue to pretend that we are still ruled by King Greymane. After all, you can't fight anyone. When His Majesty Li Ke really comes, it will be too late for us to run around and grovel."

Barron nodded thoughtfully.

"That makes sense."

However, just as Springval continued to pick up the knife and fork to eat, Barron spoke again.

"But you said if I take the initiative, or be more loyal and firm, will there be any other benefits..."

Springvale threw away the knife and fork in his hand speechlessly and rolled his eyes.

He knew that Barron would be struggling for a few more hours.

But who can do anything?
Chapter completed!