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Chapter Seventy-Three: The Triumph of the Gold Coins


For the people of Ivory Island, this late night in late December will be a nightmare they will never forget.

In just one night, more than 300 lives were innocently taken, two blocks were reduced to ashes in a sea of fire, and the wealth plundered by the pirates, as well as the direct economic losses caused in the chaos, caused a great loss to the vitality of the entire Ivory Island, and it will take at least five or six months to gradually recover.

When dawn approached, the whole of Ivory Island was shrouded in grief and anger, and the frightened people poured into the streets to protest in front of the House of Representatives, leaving the 12-member parliament overwhelmed and having to deal with the aftermath of the disaster.

To make matters worse, the pirate leader Clown, who had committed a terrible crime, was not satisfied, and for a long time afterward, he still led a pirate fleet in the nearby seas, launching a bloody and brutal frenzy of revenge, and any caravans and transports that were unfortunate enough to be targeted by them would be sacked and set on fire, and even the crew would be brutally torn to pieces.

"Damn, what the hell are those fat-brained parliamentarians doing" Faced with the deteriorating situation, the citizens of Ivory Island became even more angry, and under the covert impetus of some kind of public opinion, more and more people realized that what the archipelago needed was not a politician, but a strong protector, a strong protector who could protect the lives and property of all.

Of course, not everyone was in a bad mood, at least for the Marquis of Grande, who had been closed for several days, he was in a pretty good mood right now.

Although it did not achieve its ultimate goal, the pirate attack was still very effective.

At least the clown has already set his sights on the little white face, and will send someone again at any time, more importantly.

In the aftermath of this pirate attack, at least 1,000 civilians were left homeless.

This is undoubtedly a great opportunity to put on a charity show and improve your reputation.

"One month, the next month, I'm going to make everyone grateful to me."

Sitting in the bright and clean living room, the Marquis gloated out the window, where several orphans who had lost their parents were looking for food in the ruins, "Bring some moldy rice, I think I should visit the poor children, and shed a few tears at the right time." ” "Of course, my lord, you are the most benevolent nobleman I have ever met.

Those idiots will be moved to vote for you.

Butler Gary bowed down with a smile on his face, thought for a moment, and added, "By the way, my lord, there is good news that you will love, because of the sudden attack of the pirates, the paper mill and the ink mill on the island have been destroyed. ” "Aha, that's great news."

The Marquis of Grande was stunned, and suddenly jumped up in a good mood.

"Dear Ghalry, do you know what that means Obviously, without an abundance of paper and ink, the yellow-skinned monkey's evening newspaper was short of raw materials.

And if he were going to buy paper and ink from out of town, the price would be two to three times what it used to be, in this case.

Every newspaper printed meant losing a few copper coins, and the more you printed, the more you lost.

Until it is completely bankrupt.

"That's right, so that monkey won't last long."

The butler echoed and nodded.

"One more thing, Lord Clown has sent someone to inform you, asking you to keep an eye on that monkey's movements at all times, as soon as he dares to leave Ivory Island and go to sea, he will be frantically besieged by pirate fleets."

"It's wonderful, I love the order."

Grande was in a better mood and wanted to dance a waltz to celebrate, "That poor monkey, he can only stay on the island as a shrunken turtle, and when I become a councillor, I will definitely propose a new decree to force him to get out of here, and" Before the words fell, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open, and a servant rushed in sweating: "My lord, the latest news, that monkey has just released a new issue of the evening newspaper. ” "What's so weird, that guy is just wasting stock materials, and it won't last long."

Marquis Grande waved his hand indifferently and took the new issue of the evening newspaper handed by the servant, "As for the content, I don't have to read it to know that that guy must be slandering my reputation again, maybe he will also attack the pirates and so on, what is the live report of piracy incidents" Unexpectedly, in this issue of the evening newspaper, there was not a single news item directly mentioning the Marquis of Grande.

On the contrary, this issue of the evening newspaper revolves entirely around the theme of the pirate attack, detailing the pirate attack that night, and is entirely in-depth coverage of the attack scene, including the brutal killing of pirates, the heroic counterattack of the guards, the deplorable situation of the burning neighborhood, the tragic conditions of the civilians attacked, and so on In fact, even the coward who was hiding at home that night and shivering, as long as he saw the live report of this issue of the evening newspaper, he had an immersive feeling, which made it really hard to imagine that those dark elf reporters were recording and filming these things in the chaos of the time.

But that's not the point, the real point is that on the most eye-catching front page of the evening newspaper, a color picture with Christine as the protagonist occupies almost a third of the entire front page, and it is difficult not to see it Against the backdrop of the blazing sea of fire, this heroic royal sister beauty is heroically rushing into the pirate group, her long red hair fluttering in the wind, and the black magic crystal cannon is waving heavily, accompanied by the evil mage Death Flame who spurts blood and flies upside down "Damn, what does that monkey want to do" Marquis Grande suddenly had a very bad premonition, and after only a few seconds, he suddenly realized how accurate his premonition was.

Yes, using this color picture as a selling point, the damned author is anonymous, and he actually wrote nearly 2,000 words describing Christine's heroic actions in a lone struggle against pirates, and although it seems to maintain a neutral tone from beginning to end, even the most idiotic guy will immediately be in awe of Christine's feat after reading a few lines.

Immediately afterwards, as if to be true to what she said, in the next few pages, news pictures of Christine appeared everywhere, including a bloody picture of her carrying a magic crystal cannon to bombard the pirates.

There are live records of her rushing into the pirate group alone to turn the tide, and she wields the magic crystal cannon like a mountain.

A tragic scene in front of two innocent children And in the end, in the last part of this report.

There is also an editorial comment in bold font: "On this bloody and helpless night, perhaps we should reflect on what Ivory Island really needs is the rhetorical politicians or the heroes who prove everything with practical actions."

Think on your knees and know what you really need But that's not all, when I wrote about the rhetoric of the politician, there was also a picture next to it, which happened to be the palace of the Marquis of Grande with the gate closed.

And the guy who filmed was extremely sinister, deliberately using an angle from the bottom to the top, which made the gate of the Marquis's Mansion appear particularly high and cold "Damn the name, I'm going to throw him into the sea to feed the sharks" After a moment of stunned stunning, the Marquis of Grande went on a hysterical rampage and tore the entire newspaper to shreds.

There is no doubt that Christine, who was originally unknown, after the release of this evening issue. will inevitably gain the admiration and trust of those civilians, and even become a hero in the eyes of countless people overnight.

On the contrary, his reputation, which had been damaged recently, was attacked again by this evening newspaper as a target.

The devil knows how many people will see the photo of the closed door after the evening newspaper is released "Damn it, damn it" At the thought of this, the Marquis of Grande felt the urge to jump and hit the wall.

You must know that just over a month later, it will be the official voting date for the election of councillors.

If you can't save your reputation in time within this time "Big-eye" Butler Gary stammered beside him, his face pale and he didn't know what to say.

"Actually, it's not as bad as we thought, at least that monkey's evening newspaper is about to go out of business, and you still have more than a month to go, if we take the opportunity to do more charity and disaster relief" That's right, because of this sentence, the Marquis of Grande, who was originally hysterical, suddenly calmed down strangely.

After walking back and forth in the living room for a few steps, he suddenly turned his head as if he had made up his mind, gritted his teeth with a distorted face, and said: "Gali, prepare me 50,000 gold coins, ten tons of wheat, and a large amount of relief materials, it seems that we must increase investment to save our reputation, it's a pity, it's a pity to cheap those untouchables who only know how to eat."

"So much" Butler Gali couldn't help but gasp, this is not a small amount, even for the marquis with deep pockets, it is a little unbearable.

"I know, but it's a critical period."

The Marquis of Grande also had a little pain in his flesh, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "In addition, you go to the port to guard, buy all the paper and ink shipped from the outer islands, raise the price, and buy as much as you want." ” "As you wish."

Steward Galli immediately bowed down to receive the order, he preferred this vicious plan to a fake charity show, and it may not be long before the little white face could only guard the printing press, but not print a newspaper at all.

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"Good, money is not an issue."

Marquis Grande sneered, his distorted face full of malice, "Perhaps, I should also ask Lord Clown to help make the recent pirate attacks more violent, especially those merchant ships transporting paper and ink, not a single one of them can be spared." ” "What do you mean?"

Butler Gary was stunned, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

With the frenzied attacks of pirates on the open seas, the prices of paper and ink will skyrocket again, and the already stretched evening newspaper will face increasing financial pressure until it ceases to distribute altogether.

"That's right, when they shut up, no one can stop me from becoming a councilor."

Marquis Grande narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered viciously and sinisterly, "And when I become a councilor, I will have a hundred ways to slowly clean them up." ” "You're absolutely right."

Steward Gary was finally convinced, and bowed his head from the bottom of his heart, "My lord, I can't wait, maybe in just one month, I will be able to see the wonderful scene of you becoming the Supreme Councilor." ” "That's just the first step, am I going to share power with those stupid pigs," Grande grinned as he stood by the windowsill, looking down condescendingly over Ivory Island in the harsh midday sun.

Perhaps seeing his appearance, several orphans who had just received bread cheered and jumped, waving desperately with excitement on their faces: "Lord Marquis, thank you for your help, if it weren't for you" "That's what I'm supposed to do, kids, and I wish you all the best."

The Marquis of Grande replied with a smile, and beneath his benevolent old countenance, there was an ugliness even worse than the devil "See, this is a stupid civilian, a damn yellow-skinned monkey, and I'll let you know soon that the so-called popular election is, in the final analysis, the victory of gold coins" Today is also the third watch, the water is in a very serious code word, and please support it.

To be continued

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