industrial lord

Chapter 163
On the third day after the No. 1 factory building was capped, a large fleet arrived in Wessen, and Frederick left the construction site to deal with it.

There were hundreds of foreigners with brown skin, black curly hair, and black and gold eyes arriving with the boat. One by one, they got off the boat with big bags and small bags, chatting about everything around them.

When Frederick saw these people, he felt that they were not rebels exiled by Madam Sophie, but more like a tour group he had traveled to an island country before crossing.

The clothes of these people are very interesting.

The men's clothing style is a suit from Wessen State, mainly made of white cotton and primary color linen, but there are yellow or blue leaves and feather patterns around the cuffs, collar and hem, which is quite beautiful.

The ladies were all sleeveless dresses of a darker colour, with pretty colored belts around the waists that grew out at the front, and a light tulle coat over them.

They also wear a tulle on their heads, which is fixed with a headband.

The speakers of the two sides soon met on the pier, and Frederick saw that the other party was an old man in his 50s who looked like a scholar.

Earlier, someone notified half a month in advance that Frederick had prepared a hotel for them to stay temporarily, and arranged for the bank to send staff to exchange currency for them.

Finally, I asked them to prepare bilingual maps at the front desk of the hotel, as well as bilingual dialogue cards for daily use, and remember to take them with you when you go out.

After hearing this, Imhotep, the patriarch of the family, asked in a slightly jerky Rhine dialect: "Is that all? There are no other conditions?"

When they thought about it, they might not have been abused when they first arrived here, but they couldn't escape from house arrest, and they didn't mean it at all.

Frederick nodded and replied, "Yes, that's it, oh, just don't preach."

He received so many benefits from Mrs. Sophie, so he naturally wouldn't treat them as prisoners, but he just transferred a regiment back to Wessenburg a few days ago.

Imhotep said immediately, "We will convert."

"I understand." Frederick nodded. "The ceremony is scheduled for the autumnal equinox next month. There are too many people, so it will take some time to prepare."

Imhotep expressed his understanding. At this time, his people came over and said that there was something to be done about unloading the ship. Although Frederick didn't understand, he asked Christian, the foreign minister behind him, to coordinate and solve it.

then……

"This is my granddaughter Susan." Imhotep pulled a six or seven-year-old girl from behind to the front, "It's too messy here at the pier, please help me take care of it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slipped away, leaving Frederick and the little girl staring wide-eyed.

Frederick found that the little girl's eyes were also golden, almost exactly the same as Madam Sophie's.

Susan just looked at Frederick so curiously, without saying anything.

Frederick smiled slightly, turned around and asked Tarot to take care of the little girl, and took the guards to see the cotton unloaded.

The cotton shipped this time is still cotton bolls without seeds removed, all compacted and packed in sacks.

Such a cotton fleet will appear at the wharf in Wessen state every three to five days, unload the goods, load them with local specialties and leave the next day.

Frederick suddenly heard a few sailors pointing at him not far away, speaking in Pulan as if no one else was there, the voice was not loud enough for him to hear.

Level A: "Is he that Duke Wesson?"

Sailor B: "No way, it looks like the hair hasn't fully grown yet."

Level C: "It's impossible for him to kill a general out of tens of thousands, right?"

Sailor A: "Someone must have done it. He didn't know where he was so scared to drink milk at that time."

Frederick glanced at a person on the boat in the distance. This person was holding on to the side of the boat with both hands, wearing only a pair of linen trousers, his upper body had no clothes, revealing his muscular body, and his golden shoulder-length hair was hanging freely. The pair of dark blue eyes are extremely deep, and the whole person looks like a lion sizing up its prey.

Sailor A over there still said as if no one else was there: "I think he must be a person who is trying to gain fame, and he can do such things without even growing his hair."

Sailor B nodded his head and said in agreement: "I think so too. Many masters take credit from others and claim it as their own. He must be such a shameless person."

Level C said: "He is so shameless, maybe the person who really made the contribution was killed by him."

The corners of Frederick's mouth curled up slightly, telling the guards to stay, and he walked towards the cargo ship alone, as if nothing had happened, his eyes kept looking at the lion-like man on board, and he didn't seem to care at all about the three sailors who were speaking ill of him. .

Seeing him like this, the sailors became even more unscrupulous.

When Frederick passed by them, he drew out the revolver on his waist with his right hand, and without turning his head, he shot the three of them in the head one by one.

He waved his hand nonchalantly, gestured to the guards to keep quiet, and then boarded the boat by himself.

Frederick walked to the man as if nothing had happened, holding the side of the ship with both hands like him, and looked towards the port.

"Hailedin?" Frederick asked.

He had inquired about the Kush Kingdom where Mrs. Sophie lived before. This man in front of him was the sea minion of the Ayyup Dynasty in the south of the inner sea of ​​the Kush Kingdom. He was a pirate on an odd number every month and a navy on an even number.

Now the Inner Sea is divided by the four forces, the south is ruled by Hayreddin, the northwest is controlled by Peter of the Kingdom of Tarago, the east is ruled by Hedem of the Gazi Empire, and Paolo is caught in the middle. Strictly guard the coast of the Kingdom of Sardinia.

But these are too far away from Frederick. Even if he wants to seize the seaport, he will go north to fight those loose noble alliances and principalities. If he wants to seize the seaport of the inland sea, he must kill the entire Osmarga Empire along the Danube River. This task is too difficult. .

"It's me." Hayreddin replied.

Frederick said calmly: "I think that if the two parties want to cooperate, openness and honesty are the most important thing. What do you think?"

Hayreddin said in a deep voice, "Those three are from Hedem."

Frederick thought it was true, and then said: "Then, I don't think you will think that if I kill these little bugs, it means that Hedum will be my enemy. As long as the benefits are enough, I will kill them." You will cooperate with me as well as the Kush Kingdom."

Hayreddin turned his head and gave him a deep look, and said straight to the point: "Madame Sophie wants to buy weapons."

"Yes." Frederick replied immediately, "This time you can take some samples back for free."

Now he has started to export folding rifles and steel ball bombs made of black powder to friendly countries. The Grand Duke of Mainz and Bain have already placed orders, and one more local tyrant will make his face cramp with laughter.

Hayreddin was a little surprised at his generosity. Both himself and Mrs. Sophie thought he would put forward a lot of conditions, and agreed without thinking, and even sent samples, so he asked, "What do you want?"

Frederick replied: "Food, minerals, cotton, magic crystals, spices, gold, gems, honey, medicinal materials...all of these are fine."

Hayreddin said: "These are all fine, if there are enough weapons, these are easy to get."

"However, our ship must pass through the sea area controlled by Hedum to come here, and he must be defeated in order to expand the transportation scale."

Frederick nodded his head, thinking that it might be okay to sell another weapon a little bit.

(End of this chapter)