Chapter 1093 Dragon Scale

After comforting his wife, Draconir sat alone on the balcony, looking at the stars above his head.

He was not sentimental about betrayal. In the face of interests, the human heart is the most untrustworthy thing.

A group of soldiers who were poor in the first half of their lives, after feeling the enjoyment brought by money, will definitely use the so-called oath as a wipe, and then give it to the transaction partner.

The Dragon Palace has a shadow army specially organized by Phyllis, who is responsible for detecting all possible threats to the prince.

After his father was crowned Phoenix Queen, he took away a group of people to make up for the shortage of intelligence collection in the royal court, but Draknir still had hundreds of professionals in his hands.

He tapped the handrail several times with his fingertips, and the teleportation circle gradually shimmered in front of him. Ten elite warriors, all wrapped in black cloth, knelt on one knee in front of the Lord.

"Your Highness."

Draconir nodded lightly. The people in charge of intelligence work all came from the retinue family that had been loyal to the Dragon Tamer family for generations. Compared to the shadow warriors who used hatred as the basis of their loyalty to the Shadow King, Caledor believed more in honor and oaths.

"Go and check this merchant association, including La Serena's network after he retired..." He remembered something and asked the leading black-faced warrior, "Gerald, my father doesn't know that this merchant association has question?"

A tall warrior, his appearance is not suitable for intelligence work, but Gerald is still an indispensable dark blade in the dragon's court.

Sometimes, although the Dragon Prince's lance is sharp, it is far less deadly than the sharp blades in the darkness, and Gerald is the guarantee against countless dark blades.

"His Majesty knows about this matter. Since La Serena bypassed the Royal Bank and began to evade taxes, Long Scale has presented the information to your father's desk."

Every dragon has scales to protect itself, and this organization that specializes in protecting the palace was also given the name dragon scales by Imrik.

Draconir nodded thoughtfully, "So he is waiting for me to deal with it as my first political achievement after taking the throne."

Gerald did not respond, but this was the best answer. No one knew how many things His Majesty had prepared for the child.

"I need a fake Royal Bank debit card."

The Dragon Scale Head held up a golden card in both hands. For the convenience of intelligence gathering, they were granted almost all powers by Imric. The disguised card used to investigate the economy was just the tiniest microcosm.

"Go down."

"yes."

After the black-faced warrior melted into the shadows and disappeared, Gladys, who had been watching the whole process, was surprised that there were these people in the Dragon Palace.

"I've never seen them."

"Of course you haven't seen it. Dragon Scale is only responsible for my father and me. Even my mother can't interfere too much in their normal affairs..." Draconir fiddled with the delicate card in his hand and held it behind his shoulder, "I don't want to see it. Do you want to see how much assets your husband has?”

Gladys pinched the tip of Draconir's ear angrily and said with a hint of coquettishness, "I don't care how many assets you have. Anyway, I just know that you can't spend them all in this life, especially what your mother gave you..."

Thinking of the fact that in order to ensure that her daughter-in-law would not be bullied in the Dragon Palace, Adila gave Gladys an astronomical number of gifts with a stroke of her pen. Until now, she did not dare to count the numbers carefully.

However, she still took the golden card, and then took out a similar one from the bag, carefully checking the difference between the two, but even if she carefully looked at the gaps between the dragon's scales, she could not find any difference.

"Is this really a fake card?"

"In terms of craftsmanship, this card is no different from the one in your hand, but Royal Bank will have a special magic device in each branch that can display the internal amount and account opening information.

When the transaction amount exceeds 30,000 gold leaf coins, the card placed in the magic device will automatically transmit the verification serial number to Tal Kaled's information processing center.

The verification serial number is specially encrypted, and once the verification is wrong, the card holder and its source can be investigated according to Caledo’s economic law..."

"You want the Merchants Federation to reveal the clues? They shouldn't be so stupid."

"Believe me, businessmen will be so stupid when faced with endless wealth and power."

Gladys handed the card back to her husband's hand, leaned over and put her hands around the neck of Draconir, who was leaning on the chair. Their faces touched each other very intimately.

"Fortunately, I'm not a businessman, otherwise you would have scolded me too."

"If you were a businessman, we wouldn't even know you... You know, my father is most disgusted with businessmen entering the Dragon Palace, although judging from his behavior over the years, he looks very much like a businessman."

"The relationship between your father and son is really strange. I remember that not long ago, you were very afraid of him."

Draconir smiled, raised his head and sighed, "Maybe it was only after I sat in this position that I understood my father's painstaking efforts. After all, heirs and rulers, even if they have the same power, their mentality is always different."

"Well, although I can't do many things for you like a mother, I will always be by your side."

Draconir patted the back of his wife's hand. Being with him was the greatest help...

"Me too, I will always be by your side."

"Hehe." Gladys smiled and kissed her husband's cheek. Unlike outside rumors, she was loved by all in the Dragon Palace.

Especially when the female generals heard the story of Gladys's encounter with Draknir and the long poem she had written for His Royal Highness for a century but still not completed, they were so moved that they wanted to drag their wives into the battlefield to share the honor.

"Whatever you want to eat later, I'll make it for you."

"Whatever, as long as it's not vegetables or fruits, I hate these things."

"You can't be picky about food. My mother specifically told me that you and your father only want to eat meat, so you must adjust your diet structure reasonably."

"If you can stop learning from your mother's excessive dietary requirements, I believe your father will definitely treat you as his own daughter."

"Doesn't your father treat me as his daughter?"

Draknir was silent, and hugged his wife in his arms with his backhand, "Of course not, otherwise you can see the bitter face of Elisara who wants to find a partner. If you are really his own daughter, you will never get married in this life."

She pushed her husband's face with a little disdain, but then Gladys gave up, adjusted her posture and curled up in the slightly warm embrace like a kitten, singing the ballad from Itain softly.

"Look, look, the daughter of the sea... a warrior is calling on the boat, heading towards the endless ocean, returning home with wealth and honor..."

Draconir quietly listened to the humming of his lover in his arms, and after the song ended, he also sang a ballad that belonged to Caledor in a low voice.

"Between the mountains, I saw the mist rising... The raging fire dispelled the haze, and the priest's hammer awakened the sleeping dragon son... The figure of the ancestor never left, standing in the valley to guard the ancient cave..."

Accompanied by the stars and the moon, the young couple quietly enjoyed the travel life, even though they knew that this would not last...

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When Ibizana put the golden card on the portable device to check the specific amount, his breathing became much heavier. He never dreamed that a relative would have such a strong asset...

Draconil spread his hands and explained, "After contacting my sister, she thought that some respected merchants who should have been facing a larger market would inevitably waste their abilities if they were limited to the old world. We must always contribute to Ossuan."

"We admire the lady's understanding, and of course the respected Dragon Prince is the same. The Merchant Union is very grateful for the attention of the Dragon Court."

Ibizana carefully put the card into a sealed magic box. According to his agreement with Sayer, the Merchant Union will own 30% of the mine's income, and the price is to provide slaves for free.

This huge amount of money will be used for normal investment in local banks in Sartosa... According to the Royal Bank's records, this money will be used to purchase an island owned by the Merchants' Union.

Sayil made an apologetic gesture, "I'm sorry, I can't go to the Royal Bank with you. I need to prepare some precious items in Sartosa to deliver to my sister. It's not easy to win the favor of Prince Long..."

"You don't need to look for it specifically." Ivisana immediately shouted at a servant to come over quickly, "Alger, take Lord Sayil to the treasure house on the main island. As long as it is something that you think is pleasing to the eye, the Merchants' Union will present it to you with great expectations." (End of this chapter)