Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 339 Tone
The lord's affordable grain made it impossible for the merchants to sell their expensive grain.

Those merchants thought they could make a fortune by taking advantage of the turmoil and soaring food prices. They transported grain they had bought at high prices from other places to Pioneer Town, hoping that the people would buy their expensive grain out of panic.

Merchants began trying to buy up all the grain in Pioneer Town at high prices.

They shouted loudly in the market, attracting people to sell their grain with tempting prices.

Initially, some people were attracted by the high price, after all, money is especially important in these difficult times.

However, after a few days, the merchants bought up all the grain released from the granaries, and then they realized something was wrong.

They initially thought that Pioneer Town simply had low food reserves, which was why the grain was so easily bought up.

However, as the transactions progressed, they discovered that the amount of grain they sold far exceeded the normal range.

The grain sold has exceeded twice the territory's population reserves, and now it's their turn to panic.

These merchants began to worry whether their funds could support such a huge grain reserve, and they also didn't know how to handle so much grain.

If they cannot sell the grain in time, it is likely to spoil due to improper storage, and they will lose everything.

One of the merchants, sweating profusely, said to his companion, "What are we going to do? We thought we were going to make a fortune, but now it seems we've fallen into a trap."

Another merchant looked regretful: "It's all our fault for being too greedy and buying blindly without careful consideration. Now this grain is piled up here, like a hot potato."

Robin stood on the high point of the castle, silently watching all of this.

He had anticipated that these businessmen would act this way, which is why he deliberately set up this trap.

These merchants, driven by greed, not only stabilized the food supply within their territory but also made those who attempted to disrupt the market reap the bitter fruits of their actions.

At midday in front of the city hall, businessman Richard wiped away cold sweat: "According to Article 7 of the Charter, we have the right..."

Richard's voice trembled slightly as he tried to find a way out for himself and other businessmen within this seemingly legal framework, hoping to turn the tide by relying on the power of the nobles behind him and the so-called "charter".

They had hoped to use the influence of the nobles to put pressure on Wilke territory, forcing Robin to submit, or at least extricating themselves from their current predicament.

Clearly, these merchants were the first to give in and began pressuring the city hall, hoping to leverage the influence of the nobles behind them. They eventually relented and prepared to sell their grain to Wilke territory at a fair price.

If the stalemate continues, I will face huge losses, and may even offend Wilke, making it even more difficult to gain a foothold in this land in the future.

His explanation was interrupted by a shower of flour.

The crowd parted automatically, revealing the lord's carriage loaded with purple melon powder, its tracks deeply etched with the emblem of the Bauhinia Merchant Guild.

The billowing flour, like Robin's silent declaration, demonstrated the power and unquestionable authority of the lord's manor.

The carriage slowly drove by, the emblems beneath the wheels becoming blurred, just like the merchants' desperate hopes, which gradually dissipated in the face of Robin's absolute control.

The people watched this scene in silence, their hearts filled with awe and admiration for their lord.

They saw that Lord Robin not only had the wisdom to stabilize prices and ensure food supply, but also the tough measures to deal with these greedy merchants.

Richard stared wide-eyed at the carriage, his heart filled with fear.

All his and the other merchants' calculations seemed so naive in front of Robin. His face turned pale, and the words he had prepared were now stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

The other merchants also lowered their heads, realizing that in Wilke territory, Robin's will was the rule, and anyone who tried to challenge his authority would be severely punished.

At this point, all they could do was wait for Robin's judgment, hoping to minimize their losses.

Robin used the tip of his sword to lift the bag of salt and pour it at Richard's feet, the sand and salt making a crisp sound as they collided. His movement seemed casual, yet it carried an invisible pressure.

“The Marquis of Sonata has just sent a letter.” He raised his voice so that every citizen could hear, “We must thoroughly investigate the villains who are forging the family crest.”

Robin's voice echoed in the square in front of the city hall, each word like a heavy hammer blow striking the hearts of the businessmen.

Clearly, these people were unaware that Wilke Territory was currently in a honeymoon period with Marquis Sonata, and Marquis Sonata would not risk a dispute with Robin over a few merchants.

They originally thought they could use the power of the nobles behind them to bully others, but they never expected that what they were relying on was nothing but an illusion.

These merchants' supposedly clever plans proved incredibly fragile in the face of Robin's relationship with Marquis Sonata.

As for the Bauhinia Organization, Fengling will handle it. The businessman representing the Bauhinia Organization disappeared two days ago.

Fengling is always decisive in her actions, and she is also quite direct and ruthless in her dealings with others.

Richard's body trembled slightly as he looked at the salt grains at his feet, his heart filled with despair.

He realized that he and other businessmen were completely doomed this time, not only in dire straits in the grain business, but also potentially in even greater trouble for counterfeiting the family crest.

The other merchants looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and regret.

The crowd cheered.

Robin glanced around at everyone present and slowly said, "In Wilke Territory, I will not allow anyone to disrupt order or harm the interests of the people."

This is my territory, and my rules are the only rules.

His words were firm and powerful, like a vow forged of steel, spreading through the air and deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

"Arrest these merchants posing as nobles, and confiscate all the goods they brought!" Robin's voice was cold and resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

This time, it also sets the tone for such incidents.

Within his territory, he would never allow anything that disrupted order or harmed the interests of the people to happen.

Upon hearing this, Richard was immediately alarmed and shouted, "My lord, what you are doing violates commercial law..."

Richard tried to defend himself and the other businessmen, but his voice trembled, for he himself knew that their behavior was dishonorable.

The so-called "business rules" were already broken by them when they impersonated noble coats of arms and attempted to disrupt the market.

Robin interrupted him, saying coldly, "When you were impersonating noble coats of arms, did you ever think about following business rules?"

When you were driving up prices and trying to buy up all the food, did you ever consider the lives of the people? On my territory, your actions are a provocation against my authority and a crime against the people.”

(End of this chapter)