He laughed twice, and was about to perfunctory Haggis, but saw a figure slowly walking down the stairs with golden handrails.

This figure didn't wear a hat, but was wearing a straight black military uniform, the buttons were shining gold, and the ribbon was as bright red as blood.

His complexion is light brown, his contour lines are soft, and his facial features do not seem to be opened. They are tightly squeezed in the center of his face, making his face larger than normal.

Klein, who had obtained information from multiple sources, recognized at a glance that this was the actual ruler of West Balam Uttar Pradesh, the self-proclaimed Admiral Meisangyes.

On the surface, he oscillates among Ruen, Intis, Fusac, Fenepot, and several rebel forces.

It maintains a balance, but has secretly received the support of the Royal Department of the Spiritual Order.

At the same time, Klein suspected that this native general had established a solid connection with the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

As for the strength of Meisangyesi himself, both "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina and "Admiral Star" Cattleya have marked him as Sequence 5 in the data, but they don't know which path it is. It was not mentioned, because most of the abilities displayed by this native general were related to the spirit, but he carried the magical items of the "Reaper" pathway.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency General." Klein took off his hat, put his hands on his chest, and saluted.

At this moment, he felt gazes from nowhere looking at him again. They were the flashes of light on the golden angel statue, the sunlight reflected by the stained glass, and the light reflected by the smooth marble.

"Hello, Mr. Dant�s." Mesailles responded in Dutan.

Klein, who has mastered the Dutan language with the help of his secret puppet, can certainly understand it, but the longer he stayed in East and West Balam in the southern continent, the more he felt that there were similarities between Dutan language and ancient Fusac language.

Although these two languages ??undoubtedly belonged to different systems, which made it difficult for him to actually learn Tutan, there were always striking similarities in certain details, as if there was a common source.

The only thing Klein can be sure of is that the source will not be Giant Language.

Pretending not to notice anything, he chatted with Meisangyesi very naturally, until the other party took the initiative to mention the issue of arms trading: "How much do you have in total?"

Klein smiled and said, "It's not a problem to equip three or four thousand people. In addition, there are a few artillery pieces."

Meisangyesi was silent for a while and said, "Offer your price."

Klein said after a little deliberation: "If you let me deliver the goods to Uttar Pradesh, the price will be 50,000 pounds. If you send a team to pick up the goods with me, and you will be responsible for the subsequent transportation and safety, then it will only cost 40,000 pounds." ten thousand pounds."

Mesansiers thought for a while and said, "The latter.

"You take the deposit and take my people with you. When you see the goods, put them on the carriage, and my people will pay the rest."

He paused, and added: "However, I don't have that many Loen Pounds."

Insufficient foreign exchange reserves... Klein looked around and smiled indifferently: "You can pay me directly with gold coins, or even gold bars or bricks."

Meisangyesi was quite decisive, without any fuss, nodded and said: "Deal, I will let Haggis bring people and money to you tomorrow."

That's right, I like doing business with people who don't bargain... Klein first heaved a sigh of relief, but then wondered if his asking price was too low.

When he left the general's mansion, Messanyes suddenly raised his head and said to the top of the stairs, "Lord Luka, is this the person you are waiting for?"

On the upper floor of the ornate staircase, a figure slowly emerged.

This is an old man wearing a plain white robe inlaid with brass-colored silk thread. His hair is already completely white, but it is combed very neatly. A pair of gray-green eyes are so deep that the bottom cannot be seen.

He responded at a slow pace: "I can't be sure, although my prophecy tells me that I will meet someone here and in these two days who can solve my future predicament, but the person just now is really too much." Ordinary, apart from being Extraordinary, there is nothing worth describing.

"Of course, I can't see his deeper reality. Behind him may be hidden an existence that is at least as good as me."

Having said that, he walked down slowly, and said after a few seconds: "I will try to use the dream to see if I can find more." JrNovels.com