The Original Vampire

Early in the morning, Alfalfa City City Lord's Mansion.

Ron pushed away the strange woman wrapped in sheets, his eyes swept across her bare fair skin, but didn't stop.

But the woman seemed to be still a little unfinished, and entangled her in a coquettish manner.

Ding.

It wasn't until Ron tossed a few silver coins that the woman no longer bothered, put on her clothes with a smile, and left the room.

Ron rubbed his slightly aching head, put on his nightgown and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom, pulling the huge curtains open.

The sun was shining outside the window, and it was another beautiful morning.

Unfortunately, Ron was not in a good mood.

It has been almost half a year since Queen Elsa was appointed as the lord of Clover City, and Ron's enthusiasm has been extinguished by the cold reality.

He originally thought that this was an opportunity to revitalize the Rutte family, but now it seems that this place is simply a bottomless pit.

This giant pit has devoured almost all of Ron's enthusiasm and hope, and may continue to devour the glory and even inheritance of the Rutte family.

In the past, even if the Rutte family had been deprived of the title by Queen Elsa because of their participation in the Savoy family rebellion, Ron would not touch those filthy and lowly commoner women.

But now, Ron had given up on himself.

Even if the noble blood of the Rutte family is allowed to flow out into the homes of the lowly commoners, it is better than cutting it off.

dong dong.

The door was tapped twice, and Ron responded lightly.

Immediately, an older maid came in with an aristocratic gown and began to wear it for Ron.

The maid's movements were a bit rude, and Ron's brows were frowning, but he didn't say much.

In the current situation of the Rutte family, they could no longer afford a young, beautiful and ingenious maid. Ron was worried that if he scolded the maid in front of him again, no one would help him get dressed in the future.

For nobles,

In fact, it is a very serious problem, because the noble dress is very troublesome, and without the help of servants, there is no way to wear it.

Many commoners like to make fun of "stupid nobles don't even know how to wear their own clothes", but in fact, if they really want to try on nobles' dresses, they will be completely dumbfounded.

Just as Ron endured the maid's rough hands, the door was knocked again.

Then, I saw my son Jason strode in and reported in his mouth:

"Father, a caravan from the north entered Clover City last night."

"Caravan? From the North?"

"Yes."

Ron's brows furrowed tightly, as if he couldn't believe that a caravan dared to come to Clover City.

You know, Alfalfa City, as a "chaotic city" sandwiched between the northern, eastern, and half-elf kingdoms, has always been a paradise for criminals.

Therefore, although its geographical location is very advantageous, it is suitable as a transit point for cross-border trade, but as long as it is a businessman with a normal mind, he will not choose to go here.

Could it be some stunned young man who didn't know the situation in Alfalfa City at all, so he rushed in recklessly?

"Which chamber of commerce are they from? How many are there?"

"This caravan has no banner, so I don't know which business guild they belong to. However, the number of their caravan is not large, only about ten people, and there is an unnamed mercenary team to escort, a total of Not even a hundred people."

It's kind of like a bummer.

Ron thought to himself that even so few people dared to do cross-border trade. Even if they didn't go to Alfalfa City, they would probably be targeted by thieves on the chaotic border.

"Forget it, don't worry about them." Ron waved his hand casually, thinking that the caravan was dead.

Jason hesitated for a while, but still reminded: "Father, do you still remember the information we just obtained from the North?"

"What information?"

"It is the Northern Foreign Trade Company established by Earl Angele. According to the order issued by the Duke of St. Hilde, only this company can now carry out the foreign trade in the Northern Territory."

Hearing this, Ron reacted.

It turned out to be a smuggling caravan!

It's no wonder that they don't play the banner, and it's no wonder that they have to go to Alfalfa City.

Only in this chaotic city can they escape the search of the Northern Border Patrol and conduct foreign trade privately.

Seeing that his father's face changed, Jason suggested: "Father, we should send someone to control this caravan, find out the main messenger behind them, and then escort them to Silvermoon City. In this way, Queen Elsa will And Earl Angelie will definitely be very satisfied, and the support you have always wanted may be available."

Ron listened to his son's advice, not only did not move, but frowned.

After thinking for a while, he slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Do you think a small smuggling caravan can be exchanged for Queen Elsa or Earl Angele's support for Clover City?"

Jason was at a loss for words.

In fact, he also understood the embarrassing situation of Clover City, and knew that neither Earl Angelie nor Queen Elsa would really send troops into the city to help the Rutte family under the current circumstances.

A small smuggling caravan obviously cannot change the overall situation.

"There's nothing wrong with trying..." Jason said unwillingly.

Ron shook his head, a hint of slyness flashed in his eyes, and said, "No, we shouldn't catch this caravan. Instead, we should condone them through Clover City, and even provide a little convenience in secret."

"Why?" Jason obviously didn't follow his father's train of thought, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

"Even if you catch a small smuggling caravan, it's useless, Queen Elsa and Earl Angelie may reward you with some insignificant things, but they will never send a large army to Clover City.

But what if Alfalfa City became a 'smuggling mecca' in the north and the outside world? "

Jason's eyes lit up, he finally remembered it, and immediately said: "Then Earl Angelie will never sit back and watch!"

"That's right." Ron nodded with a smile, and said complacently, "Northern Foreign Trade Company involves so much interest, if these smuggling caravans are allowed to gather in Alfalfa City, they will continue to dig the corner of this company and damage the company. The majesty of the Saint Hilde family, hehe, will Earl Angelie be able to hold back and ignore Clover City at that time?"

Jason was also excited, and seemed to see the prosperity of Alfalfa City after it became a "smuggling holy place", but then he asked with a little worry:

"But father, if we sit back and watch the smuggling caravan in Alfalfa City unhindered, will Earl Angelie blame the Rutte family for this?"

"What can we do?" Ron spread his hands and said with a smile, "Although I am the titular lord of Alfalfa City, everyone knows that the real owner of this city is someone else, even Earl Angele. Blame it, and we have reason to shirk responsibility."

Jason nodded and agreed: "Okay, father, I'll send someone to stare at the caravan, to prevent someone with short eyes from touching them."

However, Ron stopped his son and asked with a sneer, "If the Alfalfa Brotherhood really wants to move that caravan, can you keep them?"

Jason froze for a moment.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, the order of the Alfalfa City is indeed under the control of the Alfalfa Brotherhood, and the "official force" of the Luther family cannot cover the situation.

"Then... what should we do?" Jason asked a little depressed.

"We don't have to do anything." Ron said lightly. Seeing his son's puzzled expression, he asked back, "Where do you think the destination of this caravan is?"

To come to Alfalfa City from the north can only be to go to the half-elf kingdom or the east, but Jason rolled his eyes and instantly understood what his father meant, and immediately said:

"They should be going to the East Territory!"

"That's right." Ron nodded and smiled, "So, as long as this caravan is not stupid, it must have already said hello to the east side. Since they dare to go to Alfalfa City, it means that the Alfalfa Brotherhood should also accept it in advance. When the information arrives, at most, I will charge them some tolls, and I won't really touch them..."

dong dong dong.

Just then, the door was knocked again.

Ron responded, and then saw his sheriff walk in and report:

"Sir, a businessman came to report the case just now."

Ron's heart jumped, and he quickly asked, "Is it the caravan who entered the city last night?"

"Yes."

"What case did they report?"

"They said that important things in the caravan were stolen last night!"

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