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Chapter 78 The Goddamn Prince(1/3)

 Jenn Kevin Deere.

At that moment, Dagoli froze.

On the other side of the glass, Thales had the same expression.

"Why?" the wine merchant asked subconsciously.

"You know why." Raphael smiled.

Dagoli sat up straight and said anxiously:

"Here, this little brother, you...you said you serve the kingdom?"

"Which department is it?"

Raphael nodded, becoming more and more interested:

"It's really strange that you are not afraid of the Finance and Taxation Department, which is knocking people to their bones, nor are you afraid of the ferocious Police Department, nor are you afraid of the aloof Judgment Hall."

"The only time I lose my composure is when I hear the name of a big noble from out of town."

Dagori shuddered.

He understood something and looked around nervously:

"This isn't any police station at all, is it?"

"Who are you working for?"

Raphael snorted:

"Oh, maybe you are afraid that the Duke of Iris will know that Dagory Moss, a powerful businessman who has been helped and favored by him and given his mission to represent him in the central wine business, actually enriched his own pockets without telling him

, I have received huge kickbacks for so long, and have operated so many private industries elsewhere..."

Thales saw that Dagory trembled every time Raphael said a word.

Raphael smiled easily:

"And he actually dares to say that the business failed and go back to the Duke to complain about poverty?"

Dagory's breathing began to speed up, and he swallowed hard:

"Listen, little brother, there must be some misunderstanding between us. I don't understand a thing you said..."

Raphael picked up the document and left his seat, as if he was about to call it a day and leave:

"Don't worry, we will arrange a carriage later and send you home with great fanfare to thank you for your cooperation and confession - just after these evidences are sent to the Emerald City and delivered to Duke Zhan.

.”

Dagoli was stunned, the look and confidence on his face were gone.

"You...can't..." He wanted to say something, but was speechless.

Raphael turned his head, smiled evilly, and threw the last straw:

"After all, you know that illegal torture is not allowed in the kingdom's secret department."

At that second, Dagoli shook violently!

"What, you said you are kings, what kind of kings are you?" the wine merchant asked blankly.

The Desolate Skeleton Man just smiled, then turned and left.

"Wait a moment!"

"I remembered, I remembered!"

Perhaps the last sentence was too powerful. Dagoli threw himself off his chair and got up from the ground in panic, with a cry in his words:

"Today, a large amount of funds have been transferred back. I guarantee that those who are owed wages and debts will receive their money soon. There is still a large amount of surplus. I want to donate it all to you personally, brother, or your department.

, support the work... Can you just pretend that I have never been here..."

But Raphael smiled evilly and remained unmoved:

"Don't worry, you know Boss Kathleen very well, right? When you go out, the Blood Bottle Gang will definitely treat you well?"

"Or I heard that the practice of Emerald City is to sail a ship and take people out to sea. No matter what happens on the high seas, it has nothing to do with the laws of the kingdom..."

He squinted and smiled:

"We can't control it even if we want to."

It seemed that every time Raphael said a word, Dagory could think of something.

As a result, his crying became heavier and his eyes became more frightened:

"No, no, no, please, you... you are tantamount to killing me... I, I am also a citizen of the kingdom, you cannot ignore death..."

Raphael reacted and smiled apologetically:

"Where, Duke Iris is so generous and approachable, maybe he won't care?"

"After all, you have such a big family and you have to support it."

Support a family.

Dagory trembled, and he froze on the spot, staring blankly at Raphael.

Raphael's smile remained unchanged, looking back at him happily, waiting patiently for a response.

After a full ten seconds.

"Damn."

Finally, under Raphael's gaze, Dagory couldn't bear the heavy pressure and fell softly to the ground:

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, I, I'll give it to you."

He completely collapsed, truly bursting into tears and burst into tears:

"As long as, just don't tell the Duke...I, I...I just want to make a fortune before I retire...my family..."

Raphael smiled, very happily.

"Welcome to the Secrets of the Kingdom, Mr. Moss."

He leaned down with satisfaction and helped up the trembling Dagori:

"Don't worry, with our care, you won't retire so soon."

Dagoli stared blankly at the young man in front of him, with only numbness on his face.

At the other end of the room, Thales turned back in disgust:

"This is how you recruit people and win over people's hearts?"

The Black Prophet in the wheelchair smiled softly:

"I know you despise this method."

"I'm not looking down on you, it's just..." The prince shook his head and said uncomfortably:

"This reminds me of Shadow Shield."

"That's right." Morat sneered:

"Because this is our division of labor: We stay in the dark and do the dirty work, and you stand in the sun and condemn the dirty work."

“A pleasure to work with.”

Thales glanced at the Black Prophet, his brows getting tighter and tighter.

On the other side of the glass, Raphael finally comforted Dagory, who collapsed and surrendered, and rearranged him on the chair.

"Now, can you answer my question?"

Dagoli's eyes were red, and he was wiping his nosebleed with a handkerchief. He raised his head blankly:

"What, what problem?"

Raphael repeated patiently:

"Why, why is there no future for the kingdom's wine industry?"

Perhaps he was frightened by what he had experienced in the past ten minutes. Dagoli was stunned for a while before he realized what he had done.

"Yes, yes," the wine merchant replied bitterly:

"Although it was just a rumor before, it was confirmed last night..."

"Now, wine merchants across the country should have spread the news."

Raphael's eyes moved slightly:

"What's wrong?"

Dagoli, who had just experienced a drastic change in his life, flattened his mouth and said reluctantly:

"That prince."

Tails was stunned when he heard his news.
To be continued...
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