Chapter 364 Get promoted and make money!

In the West District of Backlund, inside the Intis Embassy.

During Beckeran's tenure as ambassador, the guests of the balls he held were bankers, large factory owners, great philanthropists, and other famous wealthy people and lawyers in the Kingdom of Loen, and he would occasionally give opportunities to second-tier businessmen.

His purpose was simple: to publicize how prosperous and open the Republic of Intis was, where the nobility had declined and the royal family had disappeared, and this was the place where bankers and others could display their talents, and they could also join the parliament and decide the direction of the entire country of Intis.

Although most of these people are smart and will not make a decision immediately, as long as one or two of them really believe it and come to Intis with their property... his efforts will not be in vain.

Of course, today, I can also talk to you about the death of Duke Negan... to show that Rune is really dangerous now and it is not suitable for you to stay here any longer! He has already felt that several bankers are wavering!

As for the other purpose...

"Oh, beautiful lady, your movements are so graceful, I am really fascinated by you. I would like to invite you to my room to taste the Ormier wine from 1286." Baker looked greedily at the figure of the young girl in front of him. During the conversation, he learned that she was just the daughter of a timber merchant named Irene. Her father was trying hard to get into the upper class, which was why she came alone.

"Okay." Irene replied without any hesitation.

Backlund had a happy look on his face. He was about to be transferred back to Intis and leave Backlund. Rosago was already handling the follow-up... Hey, I have to get more hands on tonight! There won't be such a convenient opportunity in the future...

Just as he was about to take the young girl to the room on the second floor, the dance hall suddenly became noisy and commotion, as if something strange had happened.

Beckram turned his head impatiently, but was shocked to find a shiny black, thick...coffin at the door?! The coffin was carried by four blue-haired young men and slowly came to the center of the dance floor.

"Fuck!" Baker was so angry that he ignored the lovely girl beside him and strode to the dance floor, shouting:

"Guards! Guards! Get this troublemaker out!" The Intis Embassy has armed forces. In addition to Rosago, there is one Sequence 5, two Sequence 6, and even more low-sequences. He was also confused. Where did the gatekeeper go? How did he let something like this in? !

Crunch!

The upper part of the lid of the black coffin was pushed open from the middle like a window, and an old man with deep wrinkles sat up from inside!
The old man adjusted his black felt hat, looked at the silent crowd around him, and muttered:
“There are quite a lot of people…

"Dung beetle? Uh... Where's Baker?" Then he saw a figure walking towards him angrily. He had seen the other person's photo and information beforehand, so he smiled and waved:
"Good evening, Mr. Ambassador.
"How could you not invite Bao Bao to such a grand ball? Luckily, I got the invitation from a believer~"

Backlund was startled. As a "conspirator", he instinctively felt that something was wrong. Someone from Storm?! He tried to think about it in his mind for a while, and then he remembered who the other party was... Old Blue, the Substitute Punisher of the Storm Church! He had been on the headlines of almost all newspapers in Backlund!

Great, old enemy! That time the pirates were recklessly wandering around in Backlund, Backlund took advantage of the incident to promote Intis, and the effect was countless times better! However, within a few days, Qilingos was killed! That group of fence-sitters... no longer mentioned seeking refuge in Intis! It's all the fault of this old guy in front of him! He forced himself to suppress his anger and said:
"Oh? Of course I welcome Bao Feng to join, but I'm afraid some people might dislike me and catch me on the spot. What should I do? I'm too scared.

"Also, Storm's coffin... isn't that auspicious?" Old Blue said with a smile:

"Who dares to touch you? That would be to deliberately destroy the friendship between our two countries!" He patted the black coffin and continued:
"This is not an ordinary coffin. It is a 'travel coffin' that I brought from the southern continent at a great expense. Well, it is equivalent to a carriage or a sedan chair... As the well-informed Ambassador of Intis, you will not mind this, right?

"Okay...if you mind..."

He climbed out of the coffin and jumped to the long dining table with all kinds of delicacies. He picked up a Misty Sea lobster, bit off half of it with the shell and meat, and said incoherently:
"Hey, Mr. Ambassador, please don't bother me. I just don't have money to eat. I passed by the embassy and saw the bright lights and bustling scene here... Come in and have a meal. You go ahead and do your own thing. Uh, it tastes really good..."

Damn! Baker's anger instantly burned up, and he wanted to throw a fireball at that hateful, shameless old guy!
But he still restrained himself. Not to mention the many ordinary people around him, the official punishment agent who attacked Storm... Even if he did it, he had to do it secretly! Otherwise, he might not be able to leave Backlund alive! Those violent guys! Damn! Why did he feel that they were... more "provocative" than himself? !

Baker gnashed his teeth and said:

"Please feel free to do so... but don't eat and die here, then this coffin can be used for another purpose."

Old Bruce took a gulp of fresh juice and said with a long sigh:
"Thank you for your concern! Well, as an old man like me, I use this thing to travel just because of what you said. I am so relieved that you understand me!"

"..." Baker gave up the provocation and turned to walk towards Irene who was waiting on the stairs to the second floor. He didn't want to talk to Storm's people anymore, not even a word!

buzz~
The band in the hall once again played cheerful dance music, but this time not many people went to dance... It was like dancing around a coffin... It was weird no matter how you thought about it.

Old Blue didn't care about that. He just wanted to eat and drink his fill.

……

"Sorry for keeping you waiting! You are such an rude guy!" Baker took the young girl's hand, put his arm around her waist and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.

"You're right~" Irene agreed with a smile, her eyes like crescent moons.

Soon, Baker asked the guards on the second floor to stay away, and excitedly picked up the girl and brought her to the bed. During the rolling, Irene's skirt fell off, and she hugged the other's neck with her white arms.

Then, her nails and veins suddenly grew black, thin, furry "spider legs"!
boom!
Baker punched Irene in the abdomen, causing her eyes to bulge slightly and foam to form at the mouth. He stood up from the bed and said grimly:

"Who sent you? Storm? The old immortal outside?
"Don't think about enduring it. I'm very good with fire."

(End of this chapter)