This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 113

Seeing William's guarded expression, Pomona's face turned even worse.

You are not only my man, do you still want to do something to me now?

Pomona became annoyed the more she thought about it, and she couldn't help but glared at William angrily.

"What are you here for? Even if you can beat Gilbert, but it's on the battlefield, if I want to do something to her now, can you stop me with your speed? ”

William glanced at Pomona, who was full of anger.

Although [Flesh Demon Giant] is powerful, it is still a Second Rank profession after all, and its shooting speed is much lower than that of third rank [Battlemaster].

even more how Pomona is still not an ordinary [Battlemaster]. I saw that the prompt was LV30 before, and it has reached the limit of this profession. I am afraid that it may not be able to beat her if she is singled out. If you fight, you can't stop it.

But I'm still a bodyguard, I can't stop at worst and just open [cover]. As long as someone outside is dragged in, even if I'm invincible, I won't reach the fourth rank, and I'll get a second rank by a group of people. If the professionals are surrounded, can't they just stare blankly?

After making sure that he and Avril were not afraid of her overturning the table, William was ready to open [cover] at any time, and began to cooperate with Avril to "bargain".

He reminded coldly: "Your Excellency Pomona, if you are still awake now, then I advise you not to do this, your clansman is still here, if you really choose to offend Your Majesty Queen Falan, if you want to continue talking, please sit back now."

Pomona took a deep breath, a pair of grand "spirits" jumped twice unwillingly, Then snorted angrily, and sat back with a belly full of fire.

Avril glanced back approvingly. In the past few years that William followed her, every time he "talked about business", he would help her "bargain the price". He was often responsible for breaking out the weaknesses of the other party, and then she would give her a slightly harsher condition than the bottom line of the opposite party.

"One hand sword, one hand honey." This is the family motto handed down by the Falan royal family. Now that William's knife has been lit up, it is her turn to pour sugar water.

Avril leaned back in relief, leaning slowly on the back of the chair, as if leaning against someone across the back of the chair, inexplicably feeling a little more confident.

She said softly, "Pomona, I won't forget what you did for us before, otherwise I wouldn't call you by your name, but Pomona. Your Excellency, even Mrs. Marquis Gilbert."

Pomona was coldly snorted in full of resentment, although she still didn't speak, her expression softened a lot. Although she is not very good at these things, she still understands the distance between the close and the close.

She is still the Marquise of the Warren family in name. If the woman opposite really wants to fall out to become hostile, she has no choice.

Seeing that Pomona's attitude has softened, Avril laughed gently, and then said sincerely:

"You really did me a big favor before, so honor , wealth, and even nobility, as long as you want, I will not be stingy, but this case is an exception, I am impossible to agree to your conditions so easily."

Seeing Pomona's expression became anxious again. When he got up, Avril reached out and pressed it out of thin air, calmly saying: "Pomona, let me ask you a question, why did you have to get this batch of food?"

"hmph! Of course, I hope that fewer people die.”

Avril laughed, nodded said: “Yes, I think so too, I think about my country, of course I hope they can be peaceful. It's safe.

And the relationship between this batch of food is too great. If I sell this batch of food directly to you, I will be risking the safety of several millions of people in the dukedom in the north. If it is you, Would you do this?"

Pomona bowed her head and said nothing.

She actually understood this truth, and even concealed some circumstances - she was not sure that she would be able to persuade Clansman to withdraw from the army.

If the dukedom in the north can be broken, the looted property alone will be enough for the clansman to squander it for several years. Someone will definitely try to use this batch of grain as military rations and try to win a big one.

The guilty Pomona sat in her chair and bowed her head, as did Avril and William, and the tent fell into awkward silence.

Seeing that everyone else was silent, the bearded cousin felt that he was about to hold back. Although he didn't understand what he just said, Pomona's request was rejected by the queen, and he Still understandable.

In the previous Hans' view, the Barbarian Race was the enemy, which is definitely not wrong as 1+1=2, but now a new variable has been added to this problem - Pomona.

Pomona is equal to wife, so Pomona's clansman is equal to relatives, but Pomona's clansman is Barbarian Race, and Barbarian Race is the enemy...

That is now Relatives and enemies may starve to death, do you want to ask for mercy?

The more Hans thought about it, the more he felt a headache. It was like discovering that not only two plus two equals four, but two times two equals four.

Fortunately, he remembered Mr. mother's advice in time, decisively stopped the extra thinking, and chose the easiest way.

“If you ask for mercy on the heads, you will shut up on the tails; if you ask for mercy on the heads, you will shut up on the tails.”

The bearded cousin took out a coin from his bosom, folded his hands in a seemingly devout manner, He murmured two words that no one could understand, and then flexed and stretched his thumb, and bounced the coin into the sky with all his strength.

The few people who heard the sound in the tent lifts the head and looked at it, watching the coin flipping in the air, and then it smashed through the felt cloth on the top of the tent and flew away. go out.

 …

Ah! my coins!

The bearded cousin stared at the felt cloth with a small hole in his eyes, slapped his thigh abruptly, opened the curtain of the door and rushed out.

Now that the master has run away, Avril and Pomona have no choice but to look at William in confusion. Queen Your Majesty gestures with her eyes, hoping that William can explain what his cousin is doing. Ghost, why did you break the tent all of a sudden, and why did you run out like your butt was on fire?

William's face was cold as if he didn't understand.

You ask me who I ask? Although they are both surnamed Vankin, these are obviously two species, okay? Can humans know why chimpanzees grow celery in chrysanthemums?