When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1097 Whoever is oppressed is our ally

Since Sukers left, Danio has shaken off his previous gloom.

He called back his companions who were scattered in various inns and told them the good news.

Despite the bumpy process, at least the result was good.

Trading with this group of Holy Tree Personality vampires opened up trade routes.

After selling all the spices, he placed a shipping order to transport the ship materials to Pearl Harbor and then went straight back to Zealand.

Perhaps we can even bring a group of "loyal overseas followers" back to the Holy Alliance, and gather information on the vampires as well.

Thank God, he actually made it happen.

However, due to Danio's significant drop in reputation, Ezuan personally made a trip to confirm it.

In any case, everyone regained hope and was no longer as lost and confused as before.

Danio even paid for everyone to take a bath at the public bathhouse in Black Tower Harbor, so they could experience the royal court's bathing culture and the vampire woman who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

After a brief period of joy, as night fell and the opening time of the arena drew closer, anxiety once again enveloped him.

What if Sux was lying to him? What if the governor disagreed? What if Commissioner Hafary interfered again?

Danio paced back and forth in the inn, Ezuan prayed silently beside him, while Paolina watched the street from the window.

The louder the noise from the distant arena, the faster Danio paced.

Ezuan finished his daily prayer, looked at the anxious Danio, and comforted him, "Don't worry, this time it was our intelligence that was wrong, and it was beyond human control."

"Hehe." Danio forced a couple of laughs, wanting to say something, but couldn't get the words out.

He always felt that every time he tried to do something on this trip, he couldn't succeed, and each time he hovered on the verge of success.

Will it succeed this time? What exactly happened?
The noise echoed in Danio's ears and mind until midnight, but there was still no news from the Holy Tree Vampires.

The noise from the street was even louder, and when he peered out, he could even see guards running around.

In the end what happened?
Danio walked quickly to the window, frowning as he looked in the direction of the Governor's Mansion in the distance. He thought to himself, "They should be here by now."

The distant city skyline was obscured by low-hanging, hazy, and indistinct clouds overhead.

The moonless night sky was like a giant wall, fiercely clamping down on Danio from both sides.

Calm yet suffocating.

For a moment, he was so distracted that he barely even started to breathe.

Before he could calm down, there was a rapid knocking at the door, and Ezuan stepped forward and opened it.

Sukks rushed in, his head covered in blood, and he staggered, almost falling over.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Say something!"

Slumped to the ground, Sux grabbed Danio's arm: "Something's happened, something's happened, you guys run!"

An assassination attempt occurred in the arena tonight. The governor was struck in the face by a Blood Pact Cannon and his fate is unknown.

The city is teeming with rebels and people arresting them. You're from the Holy Alliance, so you'll definitely be the first to be captured. Run!

Danio could no longer hear the rest of the sentence; he seemed to have stopped breathing and stood there blankly.

No, no, there's still a chance.

He rubbed his cheeks vigorously. If the city is in chaos, then they'll go straight to the docks and take the boats back!
Yes, yes, that's what we'll do!

Before Danio could even sort out the whole plan, he heard Paolina's low scream from the window.

"Dagno, Danio, look over there!"

Danio turned his head, and with the firelight, a whiff of burnt smell entered his nostrils.

In an instant, his pupils shrank drastically, and he froze on the spot.

Flames soared into the sky in the direction of the dock.

…………

Around four or five o'clock, Danio, who had been helping to put out the fire all night, sat down in despair next to the wooden box.

In the water, masts stretched out haphazardly, and the pier was covered with charred marks.

The firelight still shone on the water, illuminating the harbor as bright as day, but the acrid smell of smoke also carried a pungent odor.

Needless to say, Danio knew that it was the smell of burning spices.

The entire ship of spices was gone, and it was clear to the naked eye that Danio felt his career and even his life were coming to an end.

He lost his job, the spices were burned, and he was covered in soot. Everything was over.

Even Ezuan sat dejectedly beside him at that moment.

Using the embers of the burning grass beside him, he lit his pipe: "Danio, we've come all this way for nothing."

"I know."

"What do you think His Excellency Madeleine will do to us?"

"do not know."

"Dagno, tell me honestly, do you even know anything about business?" Turning his head, Danio chuckled self-deprecatingly, about to pull out a crumpled confession from his pocket, when he was interrupted by a roar: "Dagno, where are my spices?"

Acrius coughed as he walked in, parting the billowing black smoke.

Danio had no time to pay attention to him at the moment, and simply pointed to the sea: "Go and fish it out yourself."

Acrius's crimson eyes swept across the empty sea, finally settling on Danio: "You're playing me?"

Danio stood up impatiently: "The dock is on fire. All the spices were on the ship, and they're probably ashes now."

Acrius sneered, pulled a roll of parchment from his robes, and shook it, making a rustling sound: "It's clearly written in the contract that even in the event of force majeure, late delivery will be compensated at the original price, ten times the original price!"

“I have no money.” Danio was taken aback at first, but then he stood there with his hands behind his back, saying, “I can stay here with you and have my companions come to ransom me.”

“I can’t wait any longer.” He stepped forward, his fangs gleaming coldly in the firelight. “How about this: give me this lady of noble blood as collateral, and I’ll wait for you. What do you say?”

Before he finished speaking, Acrius reached out and grabbed Paolina's arm.

Paolina suddenly stepped back, her wings flapping in response, ready to fly away at any moment.

Immediately, the two blood slave servants behind Acrius pulled out crossbows with hooks attached to ropes.

The royal court is extremely experienced in suppressing flying vampires, and even has their own exclusive equipment.

As for Danio's side, the sailors also stood up and silently gathered around.

"What are you trying to do?" Danio suddenly stepped in front of Paolina, blocking her way. "I already said I would raise the money. I'm in charge. Isn't giving it to you as collateral enough?"

Acrius laughed twice, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

He slowly moved closer to Danio and whispered in his ear: "Who do you think you are? This is the royal court. You should be the ones getting out. I'm telling you."

We set the fire. Who told you to anger Commissioner Hafari and then try to inform the Governor?

If the governor finds out that Commissioner Khafary intercepted an entire ship of spices, that would be terrible.
You're just a merchant, yet you think you can outmaneuver Commissioner Hafary? Even if the Governor were dead, you wouldn't be a match for him.

But I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, how could I have gotten in touch with Commissioner Halifax?

"Leave her here and get out of here as soon as possible; that's my final advice."

With a triumphant turn, Acrius beckoned to his two men: "Come, take him away..."

Before he could utter the last word, Acrius's voice suddenly caught in his throat.

It was as if he had suddenly pressed the pause button, and he stopped in his tracks.

Dark red blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth. He looked down and saw a military knife protruding from his chest.

The silk coat was stained deep purple with blood, and cold drops of blood still dripped from the tip of the knife.

This is Danio's knife. This is the royal court. How dare he do this?

Danio whispered in his ear, his voice as cold as ice: "I originally wanted to interact with you as a businessman, but instead I've been met with difficulties and humiliation. I'm not pretending anymore; I'm a military officer, and I'm laying my cards on the table."

He suddenly drew his saber, and Acrius's body crashed to the ground.

Danio shook the blood off his knife and laughed heartily for the first time since arriving at the royal court.

He almost forgot that his greatest skill was never bargaining, but surviving in the midst of danger.

Captain Danio may not be good at business, but he's a master of warfare!
"Kill him!" The remaining two low-ranking vampire servants roared and pounced forward, their claws gleaming coldly.

Danio quickly drew his musket from his waist.

With a "bang," the vampire charging in front was sent flying backward.

Seeing that things were not going well, another servant immediately turned around to call for help.

Suddenly, Ezuan reached into his luggage, pulled out a Gospel book covered in tin, and threw it violently.

The heavy book struck the servant squarely on the back of the head, causing him to groan and fall to the ground.

Danio rushed forward and kicked the servant who was trying to get up.

He grabbed the servant by the collar and pressed his saber against the servant's throat: "Speak! Where is the ship carrying Acrius's supplies moored?"

The servant trembled with fear, his teeth chattering: "In...in the governor's private harbor..."

"The Governor's private port?" This was something Danio hadn't expected. "Why would a businessman like him stop there?"

"Yes...yes, I bribed the steward," the servant stammered. "The governor only goes to the private port once a year. Security there is tight, and there's a fire brigade. It's much safer than the ordinary docks..."

Danio released his grip and winked at the two sailors beside him: "Tie him up and keep an eye on him."

He turned to Ezuan, his eyes filled with a resolute determination: "Fellow believer, let's not dwell on the past."

The city is in chaos now. We might as well go all the way. Dare to play a big game with me?

Ezuan laughed along: "You've already called me a fellow believer, what else is there to say? Just do it, tell me, how do you do it?"

“Our few dozen men alone are definitely not enough.” Danio looked out at the sea. “We need to find allies.”

Paolina then moved closer and gently leaned against Danio, asking in a low voice, "Who will be our ally?"

Danio's gaze pierced through the thick smoke, looking towards the arena in the distance, where the sounds of fighting were coming from.

"Whoever is oppressed is our ally. I think those gladiators in the arena are oppressed. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)