Chapter 213

Early in the morning, the sun had just poked its head out from the clouds, and golden light spilled onto the streets of the Queen's District in Lei Ming City.

People living on this street had never gotten up so early.

But at this moment, not only had they gotten out of bed early, they were also dressed neatly and lined up at the door of the "Red Leaf" tea shop, as if they were here for work.

The tea shop hadn't opened yet.

Looking at the closed door, people whispered and discussed, exchanging the excitement and impatient expressions on each other's faces.

"Is anyone ready to sell? No need to wait for the listing, let's go directly to the bank for the transaction! I can offer 10 gold coins per share! How about it? It fell to 1 gold coin yesterday, think about it carefully, this opportunity is rare!"

A gentleman dressed in exquisite clothing raised his arm and shouted loudly to the excited crowd, but no one paid any attention even if he shouted until his throat was broken.

Not only did people not pay attention to him, they also cast mocking glances at him, just like looking at a clown performing for attention.

Not everyone got the wind.

But since they were all standing here, it was clear that they had heard some news.

The gentleman dressed in exquisite clothing shouted for a while, and seeing no one paid attention to him, he finally retracted his raised hand in dismay.

Finally, the door of the tea shop opened, and seeing the clerk in a red vest climb onto the high stool, the crowd rushed to the counter like sharks smelling blood.

"A cup of black tea! No sugar, no tea leaves, just pour me a cup of water! Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

"Move aside! I was here first!"

"I'm paying! Write it down for me first! 10 gold coins per share, 100 shares, buy!"

"Same as him! 100 shares buy, 11 gold coins per share!"

"I offer 12 gold coins!"

"12 coins?! Are you crazy!? Don't forget this thing fell to 1 gold coin yesterday!"

"13 coins!!!"

"Calm down! Don't get excited! There are already enough buy orders on the blackboard! If you keep driving it up, no one will be able to buy it. Is there any kind-hearted person willing to sell the stocks in their hands?" A man wearing a scarf and looking quite knowledgeable tried to dissuade people from snapping them up, but his voice was drowned out in the surging tide without any suspense.

No one was willing to be that kind-hearted person.

And no one was willing to wait.

Even those who had originally come with the idea of taking the opportunity to sell, after seeing the fanaticism on the scene that was different from yesterday, suppressed their restless hands one after another.

No one was willing to hand over the chips in their hands at this time.

And those who were smug yesterday because they sold halfway up the mountain were now full of regret, blaming themselves for being stupid.

Mr. Kelin's safety concerns not only the national destiny of the Kelin Principality, but also the national destiny of the Campbell Principality. How could the respected Grand Duke Edward let him fall into danger?

Besides, I heard Her Highness Ailin also misses him.

The clerk sitting on the high stool felt his heart beating wildly, because he bought 1 share yesterday, and as a result, it increased tenfold in just one night.

That's more than ten gold coins!

He couldn't earn that much money sitting on this high stool for a year!

This is too exaggerated!

Just at this moment of noise, a man wearing a gray coat suddenly squeezed through the crowd and broke into the door of the tea shop.

His eye bags were very deep, and his bloodshot pupils were full of ferocity, just like the evil ghosts depicted on the murals of the Holy City Church.

Unlike other traders, he didn't go to the counter, but rushed to the high stool by the display window, confirming the face of each trader, as if looking for something.

Feeling a hint of discomfort from his presumptuous behavior, people avoided his naked gaze one after another.

Yet he was relentless, as if crazy, even reaching out to grab other people's shoulders, as if wanting to hold their faces.

"Who is it! Come out! Who bought one hundred shares from me yesterday? Please, give it back to me, I'm willing to pay double the price!"

That was not an attitude of begging, but rather like coercion.

This noisy clamor soon attracted the attention of the gang members maintaining order on the scene. Several men wearing wool sweaters looked at each other and walked up to him, holding his arms from left and right.

With his arms held, the man let out a hysterical scream, struggling desperately to break free, but was unable to move.

"Let go of me! I, I'm not here to make trouble, I just want to talk to that friend from yesterday! I'm willing to pay 4 times—no, 10 times the price to buy it back! Please!"

The two men dragging him away ignored him, dragged him to a small alley outside the Queen's District, and gave him a stern warning.

Looking at that crazy face finally turning into a trembling state, the thug responsible for playing the bad guy felt a wave of emotion in his heart.

The boss really followed the right person.

This was the first time they had robbed on the richest street in Lei Ming City.

And, this was much faster than robbery.

Not only legal, but also able to make the victims unable to speak.

And at the same time, on the street outside the "Red Leaf" tea shop, an old gentleman wrapped in a cashmere coat was drawing a cross on his chest, praying devoutly.

"Praise Mr. Kelin, praise Shengxisi..."

Thank goodness!

The sell order he placed yesterday didn't go through, otherwise he would definitely have fainted when he passed by here today.

Sure enough, the gods will favor those with pious faith!

And in the park at the corner of the street, a young man who had almost been hit in the head by his cane yesterday was holding a newspaper in his hand, a proper smile on his lips, completely forgetting the disarray of yesterday.

"Sure enough, cognition determines height."

Not far from him, a man wearing a gray coat was dead drunk, lying on a bench and crying bitterly.

That appearance scared the people around, and soon someone called the police, and not long after, several guards walked over, dragging him away.

This is the Queen's District, the guards are responsive to every request, and there is no such thing as no one to manage it.

Looking at the drunkard being forcibly taken away by the guards, a hint of mockery appeared in the young man's proper smile, and he turned the newspaper in his hand lightly.

This was a treasure he found when looking for a job in the Port District this morning, named "Lei Ming City Daily," which seemed to have been issued just yesterday.

When he got this newspaper, he discovered that the gossip he heard from acquaintances had actually been published on the front page of the newspaper long ago.

And at this moment, the latest issue of the newspaper happened to publish the news that made the whole city boil—

"Mobilization order lifted? Mr. Luo Kexai Kelin suspected to be rescued, Edward Campbell sent a letter to the rear!"

"Sources claim that the royal family of the Campbell Principality's rescue of Mr. Kelin highlights the royal family's emphasis on the cooperation between the Kelin Principality, and the two countries will launch closer trade cooperation..."

10 gold coins?

Seeing this news, he had no doubt in his heart that even if the stock of Kelin Mining Company rose to 100 gold coins one day, he would feel it was reasonable...

On the other side of Queen's Street, in a private room of the Dawn's Embrace Hotel restaurant, two gentlemen dressed in decent clothing were sitting at the dining table raising their glasses.

One of them was the famous "Godfather" Jack in the underground street, and the other was the sheriff of the Queen's District, Eriwen Carter.

As the sheriff of the Queen's District, although his subordinates were not as good as Adlai's in Silver Pine Town, his position was something Adlai dreamed of but couldn't get.

It was precisely because of this that, with Eriwen's status and position, there was no need to pay attention to a person like Jack who couldn't be brought to the table, even if he did, it must be because the latter had committed something.

However, times have changed.

As the guardian of the rich in Lei Ming City, Eriwen not only took the initiative to toast and celebrate with this person who couldn't be brought to the table, but his face also carried a look of favor and even fawning.

There was no other reason.

He owed this guy a huge favor.

Not only that, with the wealth this guy currently possesses and the terrifying relationship network suspected of being connected to the Andes family, he can't be considered a person who can't be brought to the table anymore.

This is also the biggest reason why Eriwen turned around to fawn over him.

"Mr. Jack, my good brother! Thanks to your reminder, otherwise I would have sold all the stocks in my hands yesterday evening! That would definitely have become the darkest moment of my life!"

Yesterday, when he was planning to place a sell order, a mysterious man stopped him and promised him that as long as he waited a few more days, everything would be fine.

He was dismissive at first, but the other party soon promised again that as long as he agreed to control his hands within three days, if there was a loss after three days, the Godfather could bear all his losses, and if he made money, all the money he made would be his own.

Eriwen had never heard of such a good thing, so he agreed immediately, and specially met this "Godfather" with great powers, and set up a written note.

Looking at the fawning sheriff of the Queen's District, Jack smiled and took out the written note from his arms, placing it lightly on the table.

"I think we shouldn't need this thing between us anymore."

For Eriwen, this thing is a handle that doesn't hurt or itch, so it's better to return it to the other party to do a favor.

Anyway, following the Demon King, he has endless cards to play, and he doesn't lack this one. "Of course! Thank you, I almost forgot about this thing! I really don't know how to thank you enough!"

Eriwen took it over in surprise, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into his pocket, planning to burn it after he went back.

Of course he didn't forget, he was just embarrassed to take the initiative to ask for it; after all, it was he himself who proposed to set up this written note.

"You're welcome," Jack smiled and looked at this sheriff, appreciating the wonderful expression that mixed awkwardness and ecstasy, and then continued.

"Although saying this is a bit redundant, I suggest you still not go to the 'Exchange' in the near future. The current price is irrational, and any decision may lead to missing opportunities."

He didn't directly tell the other party that the stock would rise; after all, that would be too obvious. Not only would it make this favor seem too easy to come by, it might also let the news leak out, in turn making himself, who was manipulating the market, passive.

However, conversely, if he didn't give 100% certainty, didn't promise it would definitely rise, but advised the other party to hold on and not move while hinting at volatility, the other party would definitely not dare to use this news to fawn over others.

By then, whether the other party listened or not, whether they endured the fear during the decline, they would definitely admire his foresight.

These things were all instructed by the Demon King.

That guy is indeed a demon, and the kind most skilled at playing with people's hearts.

Understanding Jack's hint, Eriwen was stunned for a moment, then showed a joyful expression.

"No! Not redundant at all, I will remember your warning, no one wants to snatch the stock of Kelin Mining Company from my hands! I want to pass it on to my son!"

No errors, no omissions, read it all at once!

Jack said with a smile.

"I bet your son will thank you, because his father left him a huge fortune."

Eriwen's mouth couldn't close from joy.

Perhaps because he drank too much, he suddenly raised his wine glass, his face glowing with health.

"Mr. Jack, I am willing to swear to Shengxisi, from now on your business is my business! As long as you didn't offend the nobles, no matter what happens, I can settle it for you."

Not in a hurry for him to return this favor, Jack said softly.

"Mr. Eriwen, I didn't find you to let you do anything for me, I just simply appreciate you as a person and want to make a friend with you."

Eriwen laughed.

"You are too polite, didn't we become friends long ago?"

Looking at his future protective umbrella, Jack smiled happily and raised his glass to clink with him.

"Let's toast to friendship!"

The wine glasses of the sheriff and the Demon King's servant clinked together, making a crisp and harsh sound.

And at this very moment, the citizens of Lei Ming City were still unaware, their good days were getting closer and closer.

Watching the hotel waiter helping the drunk sheriff to rest in the room upstairs, Jack felt a wave of emotion in his heart.

As expected of the Demon King.

With a wave of his hand, all the citizens of Lei Ming City became his captives, buying over almost everyone without spending a penny.

Of course.

This also includes himself, who sold his soul to him long ago.

Looking at the noisy street outside the window, Jack is now more and more curious about what kind of crazy scene he will see next.

If nothing unexpected happens, now not only Her Highness the Princess, but even the respected His Majesty has gotten mixed up with that adult...

On the other side, Baron Guss's manor.

Ailin had a very long dream.

In the dream, she defeated the Demon King of Lei Ming County, became a true hero, and then under the guidance of Shengxisi, killed her way into hell with Mr. Kelin, defeated the evil Demon God, and brought true peace to this world...

However, just at this moment, an annoying succubus flew out from nowhere.

That guy had a face that bewitched people's hearts, sometimes like that Cici, sometimes blurry.

Mr. Kelin seemed to have been hit by that succubus's magic, becoming that annoying ghost's toy, obeying her every word as if he had lost his soul.

Ailin was heartbroken and used the move named after herself in her grief, and swung the most powerful sword of her life.

This sword not only shattered hell, but also tore the whole world apart.

Even the rules were wiped out!

Then, she slowly opened her eyes and found that what she was holding in her hand was not a sword, but a corner of the pillow.

And just beside the bed, it was Grand Duke Edward sitting upright, and his dark face.

"Brother?!" Ailin was startled, hurriedly withdrew the pillow that had smashed into someone's face, and apologized guiltily, "I, I'm sorry... I just had a nightmare, I didn't hurt you, did I."

It's fortunate that what she grabbed wasn't a sword.

But having said that, with her brother's martial arts, it didn't seem difficult to dodge her unintentional attack.

Edward looked at his sister silently, speechless for a long time, and finally sighed.

"You're awake?"

"Hmm..."

Ailin lowered her head and didn't dare to speak, just like a child who made a mistake, not daring to look into her brother's eyes.

Looking at Ailin with her head lowered, Edward's mood was full of complexity.

That was his relative after all; he thought he was cold and ruthless enough, but he found that he was actually not as he imagined, able to completely abandon human feelings.

Finally, the thousands of words in his chest turned into a warning that was picked up lightly and put down lightly.

"... Don't do such dangerous things next time."

Not just the risk-taking yesterday.

There was also the previous buying of people's hearts.

He already believed that Ailin was not a person who really had ambition, but even a person without ambition could be kidnapped by a group of ambitious people and finally be unable to help herself.

Just like his stupid younger brother.

"Sorry..." Ailin lowered her head and apologized again.

Edward nodded, didn't say anything more, but changed the subject with a relaxed tone.

"Speaking of which, what kind of dream were you having just now, I heard you calling Kelin's name all the time."

At the moment of hearing this sentence, Ailin's face turned red, just like a boiling teapot, hot as if it were about to spray steam.

"Brother!"

Looking at Ailin's expression, Edward understood everything, but just smiled.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore, you rest well, leave the rest to me."

This was not a bad thing for him, and of course it was the same for her.

Edward stood up, looked at Theresa standing on the side, and said with a majestic tone.

"Take good care of Ailin for me, if there is anything, please notify me."

"Yes!"

Theresa performed a knight's salute respectfully and watched Grand Duke Edward leave the room.

The room returned to quiet again.

After waiting for a long time, a faint voice floated from the bed.

"Theresa..."

Theresa turned her head, looked at Her Highness the Princess lying on the bed, and replied softly.

"What's wrong, Your Highness."

"Was I really calling Kelin's name just now?" Ailin's face was so red it was about to bleed, her chin buried entirely in the quilt, her voice as hard to hear as a mosquito's buzz.

Looking at the lovely appearance of Her Highness, Theresa couldn't help but smile and said with a teasing voice.

"His Majesty was teasing you, you didn't say anything just now, you just suddenly grabbed the pillow and hit him. I was thinking, were you dreaming of the scene when you were practicing swordsmanship."

This time Ailin curled up into the quilt, as if wanting to suffocate herself in it.

Not long after, the quilt curled into a ball made a strange wailing sound.

Theresa shook her head with a smile, turned and left the bedroom, and closed the door gently.

It seems Her Highness Ailin needs to be alone for a while, it's better for her not to disturb her...

(End of chapter)