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What Carl said was swearing, but Bud was a little puzzled.

Why is Karl so confident? Did he think he knew the situation in Changhu Town better than himself?

"Your Excellency, although I am very grateful that you trust me and entrust and gift me so many gold coins, I don't think your suggestion is so good." Bard said with a frown.

"That guy over there is a blood-sucking bug. If you walk in front of him like this, you will definitely be sucked clean by him."

Bud still tried to persuade, and Karl gave him a good impression, so he gave him rare kind words and patient guidance.

"Of course, I understand," Carl nodded, his expression didn't change because of Bud's words, he just smiled and continued,

"I understand your worry, but ah, sometimes... the stomach of a bug can't suck the blood from a bull, can't it?"

Bud frowned again.

What does Carl mean by that? Did he think that, with Alfred's greed, he wouldn't plunder everything from them?

How much wealth do they have? Can you suck?

Seeing that Karl didn't listen to the advice, Bud lost his patience in an instant, and just snorted coldly:

"Then don't blame me for not reminding you. If you regret it then, don't cry to me for help."

After all, Bud took out his bag of gold coins, thought about it, stuffed it into the wooden barrel, and then filled it with fish.

He didn't want Alfred to take his money, and Karl didn't want to listen to his advice.

After finishing everything, Bud finally propped up the long pole and slowly slid towards the pier.

"Stop!" As expected, Bard was stopped by Alfred and his men as soon as he rowed to the front of the waterway.

Alfred looked at the dwarves and humans behind Bard in surprise.

After being surprised, Alfred started to attack, he said: "Bud, who are they?"

Before Bud could reply, he said directly, "Could it be a robber? A killer?"

"Hmph, you are really brave. You dared to bring these outsiders who don't know the details into our town. Are you not afraid that the mayor will find out and punish you?"

Bud was helpless: "Alfred, they are the people I met on the West Bank."

"They asked me to drive them to the east bank. They are just a group of innocent people, not killers and robbers. This trip to Changhu Town is just an excuse."

"Nonsense! What do you see in their hands?" Alfred jumped up, pointing at the dwarf and shouted, "Dude, look, axes, hammers, swords, tsk tsk, you tell me they are just innocent people?"

"Look, there's another little monster!" Alfred pointed at Gollum, and continued.

"I see you are ill-intentioned, trying to get these savages to do harm to our town."

Thorin couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

The ax in Groin's hand jumped even more, he really wanted to kill the guy in front of him with one axe.

Karl watched Alfred's performance with great interest.

I have to say, this guy's job of splashing dirty water is one set, and the whole thing is quite wonderful.

Bud still tried to explain to Alfred, but obviously, Alfred didn't like to see Bud, no matter what he said, he never opened his eyes and just cursed there.

Of course, Alfred really hated Bud. Bud is a well-known good guy in Changhu Town, what about him? Alfred is a well-known villain and villain in Changhu Town. Everyone rolls their eyes when they are seen, so maybe they will scold him secretly.

So, how does this endear him to Bud, who is the opposite of his reputation?

Of course, if you find an opportunity, you have to step on it.

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On the side, Karl saw that Bard seemed unable to understand Balfred, and the dwarves seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and slowly stood up.

"Great Lord Alfred, we have a gift to pay tribute to the mayor of Changhu Town, and I hope you can accommodate me."

"En?" Alfred turned his head and looked at Carl who suddenly spoke suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Originally, he planned to attack Karl, but when he heard the word "great", he changed his attitude.

It seems that some of the people Bard brought are pleasing to the eye, so what he said is so true.

"In the case of adults, my name is Grandpa. I am your grandson. If you don't mind, just call me 'Grandpa'." Carl said with a goodnatured smile.

"Grandpa?" Alfred was a little confused when he heard the weird pronunciation. He couldn't understand the meaning of the name, and thought it was a language unique to the Wild West.

Thorin Bilbo and the dwarves also looked at Karl strangely. When did Karl have such a name? How do they not know?

But although they were puzzled, seeing that Karl seemed to have some plans, they didn't ask any questions.

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"Grandpa...Grandpa, what gift do you have?" Alfred asked awkwardly.

"Hehe, it's a precious gift, worth thousands of gold." Carl narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Hearing this, Alfred's eyes lit up slightly, and a sly look flashed in his eyes, his face suddenly became distressed, and he said:

"Grandpa, I want to help you, but this makes me very embarrassed."

"You know, the mayor has a lot of things to do every day, but he doesn't have so much time to pay attention to ordinary people like you.