Originally, as the core area of ​​Anthony Harbor, the port area was the lifeblood of the entire city. It was impossible to allow poor people to wander around here, let alone build tents and simple shacks without permission.

However, with the support of the paladins, no officials or nobles wanted to come here to get into trouble. In less than a month, four officers had been arrested and convicted by the paladins.

The soldiers below were even more miserable. Every time they saw the paladins appearing, they would circumnavigate far away, and the governance of the port area was basically in a state of stocking.

The continuous gathering of poor people has obviously affected the normal order of the port area. Traffic congestion and garbage accumulation have made the workers working in the port area miserable.

Fishermen who secretly drive simple fishing boats to fish nearby often collide with merchant ships. Because of paladins, sea merchants who occasionally turn into pirates on the coast usually settle down and compensate the fishermen with some of the money.

This behavior soon emerged among the poor, and it became a professional business. In just a few weeks, a strict organization was formed.

Marx has been watching coldly. On the one hand, he saw the poor people struggling to survive for survival, and on the other hand, he also saw the bad nature of these people.

They need education and guidance. Only labor is the ultimate problem of all poverty. The reason why so many chaos arises is ultimately because some people always want to get something for nothing or get more if they work less.

The nobles in the city kept complaining that the long-term residence of the paladins allowed them to prepare carefully every day for banquets to prevent the extravagance from stimulating the paladin's fragile hearts.

Not to mention that young nobles could no longer ask for flowers and willows. Last week, a baron's son was arrested by a passing paladin for teasing the daughter of a bakery owner and sentenced to five years.

It is useless for anyone to plead. People are still smashing stones on the private land of the Saint Warrior outside the city. The old baron almost hanged because of this.

Antoine is now living an ascetic life every day, and the business share in the port area is declining. The huge transaction volume originally generated by cooperation with pirates disappeared as the relationship between Antoine and pirate Mama deteriorates. In addition, due to the paladin, the transaction volume in this quarter is only one-third of the previous quarter.

The share of the nobles' parliament cannot be reduced. The subordinate nobles below complain every day that their business has been affected. Don't you know that the biggest victim is Antoine, the fat man himself?

He has now begun to miss the Demon Hunter.

The cooperation between smart people and smart people is always pleasant, because both parties will have a tacit understanding and leave enough benefits to each other.

But the Paladin legion is different. They do not talk about interests but only faith. Worldly wealth is meaningless to them.

Antoine rubbed his temples and felt that his weight had dropped to a new level, and his hairline also stepped back to the dangerous line.

"Baji!" A live fish was thrown into the study, scaring Antoine so much that she rolled under the desk.

He has practiced this move for a long time and has already achieved some results.

"Who?" Antoine's little eyes appeared from behind the desk, and she carefully scanned the study, but saw a corner of her daughter's skirt erected outside the door.

"Juliet!" Antoine wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I saw you! Come out! I know you want to go out, but it's useless to scare dad! I don't agree with you being with that poor man! Unless he can take out a million, no, 500,000, forget it, 100,000 gold coins!"

"Dad, look at the fish. Marx said you'd better understand. This is the main source of food for ordinary people in the city." Juliet refused to show up and hid outside the door and said to Antoine: "Marx also said that you'd better say this to the people in the church."

Antoine looked at the fish struggling on the ground with some confusion, not knowing the mystery, so he soon widened his eyes.

The fish that had struggled on the floor for a long time seemed to have finally lost its strength and surrendered to the air, but as some tiny tentacles stretched out from the fish's gills and continued to secrete mucus, the fish seemed to have regained its vitality.

As a coastal city, nobles rarely eat seafood. They think it is the food of fishermen and is not suitable for appearing on the aristocrats' dining tables.

The church's paladins and pastors are even more extraordinary, and they rarely eat seafood.

Antoine couldn't even remember when he last saw a live fish, but he was sure that those little tentacles shouldn't be the things the fish should grow.

These little tentacles reminded him of some not-so-good memories. The last bloodline of the Anthony family, the appearance of the little Earl Anthony after he defected to Chaos, has always been an nightmare in Antoine's heart.

"This..." Antoine pointed to the fish on the ground and said with some trembling words: "It's not the thing I thought of, is it?"

"Marx said you can't solve this problem, so it's best to leave it to Lord Richard directly. If you can't see Lord Richard, let the Paladin Expeditionary Force deal with it." Juliet looked at Antoine with half a face and said with some concern: "Dad, Marx said that now there are ordinary people in Anthony Dagang City who are using this kind of fish as food."

"I get it." Antoine's face turned gray, but the man calmed down: "This is not something you should get involved in, forget about it."

After pausing, Antoine spoke again, "I'll emphasize again, don't interact with that poor man in the future, unless he has 100,000 gold coins!"

After looking at the fish on the ground, the fat man added: "Or he is an extraordinary person, I can also consider the relationship between you two."

The fat man called the guards, wrapped the fish tightly with cotton cloth, and prepared a carriage and headed all the way to the original Retribution Team Castle outside the city.

Pastor Richard closed the Temple of War, and no one had seen each other for several weeks. Antoine knew that she was not that big of face, so she went straight to Dale Seaworth, the commander of the Paladin Legion.

However, he was destined to be disappointed, because Dale Sheews had already taken most of his fleet along the sea to pursue the Retribution Chapter.

What he didn't know was that at this time the Pirate Queen Mama was less than half a day away from the port where the Retribution Team was docked.

"Are you sure what they have worth so much?" Mama sat on her Iron Throne. Since capturing the black ship, she has regarded the Crimson Shiro as her new flagship.

The black ship and the black iron throne were more matched, which made Mama very satisfied.
Chapter completed!