Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 445: 444The Empire in the Eyes of the Ebin People

Chapter 445: 444The Empire in the Eyes of the Ebin People

Chapter 445 444. The Empire in the Eyes of the Ebin People

Im not a Nilfgaardian!

A man with a pheasant tail feather pinned to his velvet hat muttered impatiently. By the way, after muttering, he spat into the swirling water at the rear of the barge.

"Look, guys who call themselves Nilfgaardians won't do what I do. Drink, Teh."

As he spoke, he leaned his elbows on the railing of the barge and spat further, gesturing to the person who had just asked him.

Lann, Ged, and Regis stood not far from him.

The high-level vampire took out a handkerchief from his shoulder bag and wiped it on his M-shaped hairline.

"This gentleman who claims to be 'not a Nilfgaardian', the wind and waves are high right now, and I'm a little unsure whether the water spray from the stern of the boat or your saliva just hit me in the face. In other words, we can Be a little more civilized?

This barber doctor's education always amazed Lan En and Ged. Even in this case, his tone was slow and unhurried.

The man in the velvet hat smiled sheepishly at Regis, and then led his traveling companion to move aside.

In fact, we cant move too far. After all, the barges crossing the Yaruga River are always extremely crowded.

Hey, Regis. Gede stretched his head from the side. "Although I'm a little embarrassed to say this, I just wanted to continue listening to him."

Indeed! Lan En also stretched out his head. The three of them were at the edge of the fence, so Lan En had to stretch his head further than Ged in order for Regis to see him.

I am full of expectations for this mans accomplishments in the art of language to be able to express the difference between the Nilfgaardians and other people in such a concise and concise form.

Regis scratched his head. Although Lan had put on his hood again, he could still imagine the interesting face under the hood.

You two, if you still want to listen, why dont you use your talents?

The higher vampire said helplessly.

"That's what we're about to do." Ged closed his eyes, which turned his witcher senses toward hearing.

Im just worried that you wont listen. Lan En said in agreement.

No, thats the only thing you dont have to worry about. Regis said helplessly.

So, at a distance that would not be 'affected', the three people once again heard the 'eloquent talk' of the man in the velvet hat just now.

Your home is in Ebin, the goods you buy come from Ebin, and the money after you sell the goods must be remitted to the bank in Ebin.

The man in the velvet hats traveling companion spoke in detail.

"Although I am a Brugue, we have traveled together several times, and we know each other. You are an Ebin, that is, a person from the Nilfgaard Empire, a subsidiary state of Ebin. I call you Nilfgaard. Are people at fault?

Dont call me that!

The man in the velvet hat seemed to be insulted and retorted fiercely.

The three of them heard the sound of the pheasant's tail feathers scraping against the wooden fence of the barge. It seems that the man was so excited that he even took off his hat.

"What do you know? Do you think you can call yourself a Nilfgaardian by living in the territory of Nilfgaard? Let me tell you, Yankee. People who were born on the banks of the Alba River and around the Golden Tower City Only then can one be called a 'Nilfgaardian'."

Want to call yourself a Nilfgaardian? Well, why dont you look at the mud pit you were born in? Are you worthy?

Obviously he was saying something that made fun of his own origin, but the man in the velvet hat's yin and yang aura made people hate the 'real' Nilfgaardians. There was a lot of noise on the ship.

Horses huddled in the middle of the barge snorted, their hooves clattering on the deck. The ship's hull is located in the middle of the water, shrouded in dense fog. The bow of the barge parted the green duckweed on the water.

None of these can hinder the hearing of three people.

The voice of the man in the velvet hat continued.

"You know, I'm a businessman in Ebin. But aren't you curious? There are only a few things I can sell: raw agricultural products and handicraft raw materials. Why do you think I only have these things to sell? "

"You can't understand, Yankee? How can you possibly understand the methods of the merchants' union headquarters in the City of Golden Towers?"

The man in the velvet hat snorted angrily.

"That's because we no longer have handicraft industry in Ebin! Cheap handicraft products from the 'real' Nilfgaard region are sold to Ebin unscrupulously. There are no tariffs and no local product protection policy. They have shipped them all the way here. The products are better and cheaper than our local products! Who will buy local products anymore?

"Now, Ebin can only transport food and raw materials to Nilfgaard. Originally, my goods were also transported to Nilfgaard, but I just hate them and would rather go a long way to sell things to the north. .

After this, the following words are not nutritious.

The man in the velvet hat was advised by his traveling companions to keep his mouth shut. After all, the Nilfgaardians' espionage system was as famous as their military system.

Although the man in the velvet hat was still unhappy, it had been such a long time, and Ebin had been annexed by Nilfgaard for more than 20 years. He has already passed the period of greatest psychological fluctuations, and now he is just pricking out of habit.

Soon, the conversation between the two turned to a good bathhouse in Bruge and its hot and unrestrained waiters.

Well, I have to admit I didnt understand.

Ged looked at Regis and Lann with some confusion.

At the beginning of the conversation on the opposite side of Xiasan Road, the three people here also ended their "listening to the corner".

Isnt it a good thing that cheap goods are flooding into the country? Why does this guy talk like its a disaster?

"Well, this is indeed a bit difficult to explain." Regis pinched his chin with his index finger and thumb, looking thoughtful and cautious.

"Oh, please don't get me wrong, Gede. I'm not as confused as you are. I'm just thinking about how to explain it so that you can understand the concept of 'commodity dumping' and the harm it brings."

The tall and powerful bear demon hunter opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he realized that he really didn't understand what 'commodity dumping' meant, so he had no choice but to shut his mouth again. .

On the other side, Lan En's elbows were propped up on the wooden railing. His fingers unconsciously clasped a piece of wood on the railing and played with it on his fingertips. A pair of cat eyes stared at the swirling water surface.

Before today, he thought that the Nilfgaard Empire was a Western version of the Qin Empire. After all, it sounded like a lofty ambition to unify the continent.

Its just a little bit of the Western flavor of theocracy.

But why do you hear the citizens of the subject countries chattering for a while? It doesn't look like the Qin Empire that wants to unify the world. Instead, it looks like the empire that never sets on an empire that is looking for colonies everywhere, then dumps goods and then uses industrial scissors.

It's just that the colonies are geographically connected to him, instead of being spread overseas like the empire on which the sun never sets, which gives Lan En the illusion of being like the Great Qin Empire.

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