After receiving the affirmation from Ryan and Duke with their eyes, Van Cliff took a deep breath: "I'm not afraid to tell the truth. Your Excellency Duke doesn't have much 'cement'. One of the important materials of 'cement' comes from Angolo Crater. We used Your Excellency Duke' to collect it before, and we only bought about 100 tons from the venture capital company of Stranglethorn Valley Goblins. This has bought all their inventory. The remaining materials are only enough to make 30 trench towers or 80 archery towers, and... it will take 10 days at the fastest."

Don’t think that nobles are all very knowledgeable, cultured, and highly qualified. Apart from the skin trained by strict etiquette and the skills of reading and writing, the nobles of this era are no different from most ordinary people.

Geographical knowledge was also limited to the nobles in the southern part of the continent, and they did not realize that the Angolo Crater was on the other side of the sea, a distant place on another continent.

"Barewell! In 10 days, the soldiers of Stormwind City will have been exhausted!" A duke slapped the table opposite, and his angry voice almost frightened Van Cliff.

Van Cliff is not the brave Van Cliff who was forced into a desperate situation in later generations. At this moment, he is just a follower of Duke who is a stonemason. He doesn't even have the chance to determine how much trust and support Duke has in him. He is completely like a duck-to-do-it-all.

The duke had never expected that Duke would fight against Van Cliff, a humble "dog" from a humble origin.

He slapped the table, and Duke slapped louder.

With a "bang!", almost all the guards of the Wang family thought that the enemy was coming, and each guard put his hands on the hilt of the sword. It was clear that Duke slapped the table and let go of his hands again.

"You are such a waste. Even the continent opposite the Angolo Crater is not known, so I just put aside the words of my people. If there were so many 'cement', I would have raised the entire Stormwind City walls to 200 feet high. Not to mention climbing, orcs would not even fly in."

Duke is telling the truth. In this world without modern industry, it is too difficult to produce serious cement. The only thing that can be done is cement with volcanic ash as the main raw material. That's why he set his sights on the Angolo Crater and asked Van Cliff to collect materials through various channels.

To be honest, the most hurtful thing!

"Puchi!" Duke was obviously a swearing, but many people were amused by Duke's antonyms. This kind of scolding the other party was even more ignorant, and the laughter caused even more embarrassing the duke.

Another duke stood up and said, "Well, I would like to ask Sir Lothar, how long can you hold on to the arrow towers?"

Losa raised a finger: "The limit is one month, and it's still the same sentence. The troops responsible for the culprit will not survive in the end."

"Okay, that question goes back to the beginning..."

"No, it's not going back to the origin." Duke interrupted the duke: "It's not just 10 days, it's enough for me to fight for this time."

Duke patted Van Cliff on the shoulder: "Just be sure to let your people do their jobs."

For some reason, Van Cliff felt like he wanted to cry. In his impression, the nobles all covered each other and colluded with each other.

‘Nothing cannot be solved by the exchange of interests’, this is a famous saying among the nobles. Van Cliff had just thought that Duke, who was the Count, would not stand up for him, a small man of a humble origin. That was a duke!

Duke didn't feel anything, but Van Cliff was not. Van Cliff, who had been spending many years in Stormwind City, had a natural fear of high-level nobles.

Who knew that Duke not only spoke, but also choked the other party half to death.

Suddenly, Van Cliff had the urge to be willing to die for Duke. Now Duke not only took everything into himself, but also protected him. Van Cliff's eyes were filled with tears.

Not many people cared about the emotions of the little character Van Cliff, and everyone focused on Duke's words.

"Ten days? Are you really sure? The sand in the hourglass is more expensive than gold. We are racing against death now!" King Ryan kindly reminded Duke.

"Oh, thank God, if you can do it, that's a great help." Lothar, who worked with Duke more, felt almost blindly optimistic. He didn't know how Duke did it, but based on his understanding of Duke, he believed that Duke would not talk nonsense.

Ryan looked at the commotion of nobles and frowned: "What are you going to do?"

The second duke obviously targeted Duke: "Whether it is for comfort or other reasons in front of His Majesty's throne, lies are meaningless. Now we are discussing the life and death of nearly half of the soldiers and civilians of the Storm Kingdom, so you cannot let a boy like you talk nonsense."

He is the king, and he can make a decision to pass Duke's proposal if necessary, but it is best to convince everyone before that.

Duke stretched out and leaned against the comfortable bench, with his fingers crossed over his lower abdomen.

"It seems that your people are different from yours. Last night, your housekeeper came to my subordinate Macaro and said he would allocate two more boats to transport treasures for your family. Haha, since you don't believe me so much, why should you find my subordinates?"

Everyone knows that Duke is putting two things together. Believing that Duke can hold the orc for ten days is completely different from believing that Duke's fleet.

But Duke's political IQ is either zero, or Duke is intentional. At this time, he told Ryan that it was these borers whom Ryan valued the most and that he had to leave out precious cabins to transport treasures.

Almost at the same time, all the upright senior executives, such as Ryan, Lothar, and Berval, were as deep as water.

"Uh, oh, there is such a thing!? It's impossible!" The duke denied it immediately, but obviously he immediately realized that he couldn't fool it: "I've been busy with military affairs recently. Maybe this kind of thing really happened. If so, I would definitely punish the housekeeper severely, and actually do such dirty things under the name of our nobles. Uh, Earl Marcus, don't change the topic. Whether you can delay for 10 days is related to the survival of the entire kingdom."

The poor housekeeper would probably become a scapegoat. Anyway, he hit him a dog, but he was slapped in the face. Duke didn't care. He had long had his own ideas about the nobles of the Storm Kingdom.

Of course, the topic goes back to the 10th day that I care about the most.

"It's very simple. Since the Elvin Forest has been occupied by all the green skins, I'll burn half of the forest."

The moment Duke finished speaking, the audience was silent, and everyone gasped.

Duke is really brave! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!