As a pirate, you want to be a good person and avoid conflicts, right?

Chapter 218

"Thanks, we don't drink alcohol while we work."

Saab sat down happily on the sofa, but waved his hand down the wine glass handed over.

Jester frowned, dissatisfied under the influence of alcohol: "How can this work, how can a job be negotiated without drinking?"

"This..."

Saab opened his mouth, not knowing for a moment how to answer this sentence.

In fact, before the meeting, he and Jester had already exchanged letters several times, and the other party's thoughts were clear between the lines and worried about the country and the people.

But now this....

Wouldn't it be someone to ghostwrite?

"How? Don't give face? When

it came to this, Jester saw that Saab was still twisting and pinching, and suddenly felt that the other party did not have the slightest sincerity.

Look down on him!

Saab took a deep breath, forcibly calmed his disgust, and reached for the wine glass.

Damn nobles!

"And this lady?"

Jester nodded in satisfaction, and then set his gaze on Clar.

"Drink it!"

Clal huffed and took the glass and let Jester fill the wine.

"That's right!"

Jester squeezed between Saab and Krall with a smile and raised his glass.

"Come, toast to our friendship!"

When the words fell, without waiting for the two to answer, they directly poured the wine in the cup into their mouths until there was no drop left.

Saab finished the drink with a cold face, and Clal looked down at the glass full of wine and fell into hesitation, she would drink, but the amount of alcohol was not very good.

Now is a critical time to carry out the mission, and getting drunk can be a big problem!

Jester put down the cup and saw that Klaar had not drunk yet, and spat out a mouthful of wine and said: "It is said that after drinking, it is said that the truth is spit out, and if you refuse to drink, there should be something you want to deceive me, right?"

"I'll drink it for her!"

Saab reached over Jester and grabbed the wine glass in Kral's hand.

"Mr. Saab, do you understand the rules?"

Jester raised his hand to grab Saab's arm and said with a scowl on his face.

"Are you going to join forces to intoxicate me! If that's the case, I don't think we need to talk about it.

"You..."

Saab couldn't help but shake Jester's hand away, only to see Klaar shake his head.

"I drink!"

After seeing Clar finish a glass of wine with difficulty, Jester looked at her furrowed brow and smiled happily.

No one wants to work with someone who can't even stand the 'bitterness' of drinking, so there is no future.

"Okay, let's talk about it, how many people have come from your revolutionary army?"

Sabo's gaze froze, and he spoke, "About a thousand people."

"Only a thousand?"

Jester stood up and said excitedly.

"Do you know how many people there are in the army of the Kingdom of Tequila? Exactly 80,000 people! What can you do with a thousand people?

Saab took a deep breath and calmed his mood: "Mr. Jester, we are not here to start a war, but to help you overthrow tyranny together."

And these thousand people are the elite of the revolutionary army, you don't need to question their combat effectiveness.

"Boom!"

Jester snorted disdainfully.

"The previous king, Vann Rum, was very popular with the people, which led to the great prestige of the vodka king after his succession.

Even if vodka enacted the extremely stupid 'prohibition of alcohol', the limit of the people's tolerance for him would be very high.

It is absolutely impossible for us to overthrow vodka without relying on force!

And now you tell me that only a thousand people came to your revolutionary army, a thousand against eighty thousand, don't you know how to count math problems?

Saab took another deep breath and forced a smile: "Mr. Jester, let me remind you again that we are not here to start a war.

And there is no need to face the kingdom army at all, just bypass them and enter the palace.

The most important thing is that you need to be a ruling minister, and you need to come forward to reassure and guide the people and tell them that our revolutionary army is not an aggressor.

Jester let out a mouthful of wine, picked up the bottle and filled the three people's glasses one by one

, and then raised the glass and said: "Come on, drink this cup first, and then we'll talk about the rest."

"This..."

The council chamber

in the palace

met the gaze of King Vodka, and the finance minister Dico bowed his head in disbelief.

He did not expect that Lucifer would take him directly to the king, let alone say the application he sent to the Justice Island straight to the point.

"Sorry, I didn't expect 'Prohibition' to bother Lucifer."

Vodka bowed apologetically to Lucifer, then stood up and glared at Dico fiercely.

The mud can't hold up the wall!

Lucifer glanced at the vodka, young, handsome, and outstanding, which simply satisfied the fantasies of most women.

"It's okay, I'd also like to see what effect Prohibition will bring to this kingdom."

"Let Lucifer smile."

Vodka smiled bitterly, then walked over to the coffee table and poured a cup of coffee for Lucifer.

"This is the only one here, please forgive me."

"Sit down."

Lucifer took the coffee and put it down, and raised his hand towards the vacant seat next to him.

He doesn't like to tilt his head and talk to others.

"Thank you."

Vodka is also not restrained, and does not hurry to sit down opposite him.

Lucifer played with the coffee cup and looked at vodka and said, "I wonder why you issued the 'prohibition' in this kingdom famous for alcohol."

"This..."

a look of embarrassment appeared on Vodka's face, and then said bitterly.

"This is actually a secret that few people know, but Lucifer asked, so I'll tell it."

My father, Rum, was a charismatic man in the eyes of the nation, benevolent and generous, and deeply loved.

But as long as it is a human being, there will be pressure, let alone want to maintain a kingdom well in this world full of pirates.

My father would drink whenever he was stressed, after all, alcohol anesthesia can make people relax and forget all their worries.

But my father's wine is not very good..." At

this, vodka shook his head and continued in a deep tone.

"No, to be precise, my father became irritable when he was drunk, not only smashing furniture, but even hitting people.

I was beaten by my drunken father when I was a child, and I didn't do anything wrong, so I was beaten for no reason.

My father not only beat me, but even my mother....

In order not to let others know about my father's side, my mother would disperse everyone when he was drinking, and the mother and I who stayed behind became the target of venting.

So I made up my mind at a very young age that one day when I was able to do so, I would expel the demon named Wine from this kingdom.

It wasn't until recently that my father died suddenly of drunkenness, and I immediately promulgated 'prohibition' after I took the throne. "