Chapter: 2017
In such a relaxed and leisurely atmosphere, Calvin suddenly turned his head, looked at Dawn Dant�s and said, "I heard that you used to be active in West Balam?"
The colonel had a donkey's face, but it was not funny at all, and his eyes were rather deep.
Klein responded with a smile: "Yes, it's more chaotic than East Balam."
Calvin laughed and said, "Of course, the Intis people made too many mistakes there."
He paused and continued to ask, "How is your relationship with the Intis people there?"
Klein didn't quite understand the other party's purpose, so he said bravely, "It's okay, they are all greedy."
In fact, he didn't know any of them. He only heard a few names and corresponding deeds from Anderson.
Calvin nodded, and asked another question: "Are you familiar with the tribes there, the rebels there?"
"...Knowing the part." Klein responded vaguely.
He knew only one "army chief" who resisted Intis, and that was the former princess of Intis, "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette.
Calvin smiled, picked up the red wine, and took a sip.
During this process, no one else, including Congressman Macht, spoke.
Putting down his wine glass, Calvin looked at Dawn Dant�s again and said, "It's like this. We eliminate a lot of guns and artillery every year, and destroying them directly or doing other processing is either too wasteful or too costly. It's not good. way.
"I don't know if you are interested in buying a batch and selling them to West Balam, to the area ruled by the Intis, to those tribes and rebels?
"Believe me, this is definitely a very profitable business. Of course, it is also very dangerous. If you are caught by the Intis in West Balam, we will not admit that you are serving us."
This... is this asking me to be an arms dealer? This is one of the most profitable businesses... Although I am not familiar with West Balam at all, and I don't have many contacts there, but I can sell it to the "Queen of Mysteries" and the rebel army in the Rorsted Islands... Klein's heart moved, Deliberately showing mixed and conflicting emotions: "I haven't done anything like it, but it's tempting enough."
Calvin laughed and said: "Don't rush to make a decision, this is a very important matter and deserves serious consideration.
"Just tell Macht your answer within this week."
Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded: "Okay."
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Tingen City, inside the Raphael Cemetery.
Although the afternoon sun is quite strong, many places here are still dark and cold.
Leonard was standing in front of a grave, quietly watching the stele.
The sky was sunny, and the corner of the cemetery was quiet and cool. Leonard Mitchell suddenly lifted the shovel that was stuck beside him.
The two piles of soil gradually increased, and the tomb was exposed little by little. People occasionally passed by around, but they didn't notice it. It seemed that what happened here was just a dream.
Finally, Leonard gave up the shovel, bent down, stretched out his hands, and grasped the edge of the coffin lid.
With a sudden force, he lifted the heavy wooden cover, and found that the thick and long iron nails had fallen off at some point, and there was nothing in the dark coffin.
Nothing at all!
Leonard maintained the half bow of his body, quietly watching this scene, without making any extra movements for a long time, as if he had turned into a stone statue.
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The colonel had a donkey's face, but it was not funny at all, and his eyes were rather deep.
Klein responded with a smile: "Yes, it's more chaotic than East Balam."
Calvin laughed and said, "Of course, the Intis people made too many mistakes there."
He paused and continued to ask, "How is your relationship with the Intis people there?"
Klein didn't quite understand the other party's purpose, so he said bravely, "It's okay, they are all greedy."
In fact, he didn't know any of them. He only heard a few names and corresponding deeds from Anderson.
Calvin nodded, and asked another question: "Are you familiar with the tribes there, the rebels there?"
"...Knowing the part." Klein responded vaguely.
He knew only one "army chief" who resisted Intis, and that was the former princess of Intis, "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette.
Calvin smiled, picked up the red wine, and took a sip.
During this process, no one else, including Congressman Macht, spoke.
Putting down his wine glass, Calvin looked at Dawn Dant�s again and said, "It's like this. We eliminate a lot of guns and artillery every year, and destroying them directly or doing other processing is either too wasteful or too costly. It's not good. way.
"I don't know if you are interested in buying a batch and selling them to West Balam, to the area ruled by the Intis, to those tribes and rebels?
"Believe me, this is definitely a very profitable business. Of course, it is also very dangerous. If you are caught by the Intis in West Balam, we will not admit that you are serving us."
This... is this asking me to be an arms dealer? This is one of the most profitable businesses... Although I am not familiar with West Balam at all, and I don't have many contacts there, but I can sell it to the "Queen of Mysteries" and the rebel army in the Rorsted Islands... Klein's heart moved, Deliberately showing mixed and conflicting emotions: "I haven't done anything like it, but it's tempting enough."
Calvin laughed and said: "Don't rush to make a decision, this is a very important matter and deserves serious consideration.
"Just tell Macht your answer within this week."
Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded: "Okay."
����
Tingen City, inside the Raphael Cemetery.
Although the afternoon sun is quite strong, many places here are still dark and cold.
Leonard was standing in front of a grave, quietly watching the stele.
The sky was sunny, and the corner of the cemetery was quiet and cool. Leonard Mitchell suddenly lifted the shovel that was stuck beside him.
The two piles of soil gradually increased, and the tomb was exposed little by little. People occasionally passed by around, but they didn't notice it. It seemed that what happened here was just a dream.
Finally, Leonard gave up the shovel, bent down, stretched out his hands, and grasped the edge of the coffin lid.
With a sudden force, he lifted the heavy wooden cover, and found that the thick and long iron nails had fallen off at some point, and there was nothing in the dark coffin.
Nothing at all!
Leonard maintained the half bow of his body, quietly watching this scene, without making any extra movements for a long time, as if he had turned into a stone statue.
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