The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable! Chapter 599 - 207: Colin was captured by the Demon King?!

"What? Mr. Colin was captured by the Demon King?"

In the manor of the Andes Family, sitting at the tea table, Duke Edward showed a look of astonishnt upon hearing his subordinate's report.

Sitting next to the tea table, Andes was equally surprised, his face also filled with disbelief.

That Roxey Colin never seed like the kind of person to take such risks—how could he suddenly have been caught by the Demon King?

Could it be that he was trying to impress the Princess and ended up making a blunder?

"Your Highness... this is alarming news." Andes said seriously, putting the teacup back on the tray, "The late king just quelled the threat of the maze, and all of Aus Continent knows of our achievents. Yet within a year, such a thing happens on our land... and to a guest from the Imperial."

There was another matter he didn't ntion, that concerning Colin Mining Company.

If nothing happens in the end, that's fine, but if anything were to befall Mr. Colin, the market value could turn to dust!

Contemplating this made Andes sweat nervously, his palm instinctively gripping as he wished he could imdiately inform his steward to hire the most powerful rcenary group on this continent.

Whatever it costs, it would be worth it if Mr. Colin could be rescued from the maze!

"I know, we certainly cannot neglect Mr. Colin."

Saying this, Edward stood up from the table, looked at the servant kneeling on one knee on the ground, and ordered with authority.

"Inform Governor Wilson, and Knight Captain Charles, I want Thunder City's infantry regint and the Trident Knights to imdiately mobilize, follow to Baron Gess Territory!"

This concerns not only his dignity but also the dignity of the Campbell family!

His father had just defeated the Demon King, and now shortly after inheriting his position, such a thing happened.

He cannot afford this disgrace!

However, if he could rescue Mr. Colin from the Demon King, not only would he be doing a favor, but he could also prove to the people that he is more suited to possess the "Light of Praise" than Erin Campbell.

Of course.

The prerequisite is that no harm has co to the person.

He hoped that this gentleman was okay!

The servant kneeling on one knee responded earnestly and imdiately accepted the command.

"Yes!"

Following Duke Edward's command, the entire Thunder City began to boil like a pot reaching its boiling point.

At the station of the Trident Knights, an urgent bell rang, as cavalry in heavy armor mounted their horses and gathered in the open space outside the city gates.

At the sa ti, on the other side, Thunder City's military camp reacted similarly with soldiers carrying firearms forming neat formations on the square, consecutively heading out of the city under the commander's orders.

Such a vast movent couldn't help but attract the attention of others.

At this ti, a rumor spread that the esteed Mr. Roxey Colin had been attacked by the Demon King Army while traveling with Princess Erin around the southern regions of Silver Pine Forest.

To cover Princess Erin's retreat, Mr. Colin was unfortunately captured by the Demon King Army during his retreat.

This news stirred up a massive ripple, hitting imdiately at the "Red Leaves" teahouse in the Queen's District.

The frantic people rushed toward the counter like mad, slamming Aurum coins down in front of the overwheld staff demanding numbers, then, without a second glance at the tea being served, surged like a whirlwind toward the one standing on the high stool.

"Everyone, don't panic! One by one—" shouted the clerk standing on the high stool, yet his voice was drowned out by the surging sound of the crowd.

An elderly gentleman, face lined with wrinkles and neck flushed red, held high the voucher in his hand, his once-hat nowhere to be seen amidst the chaos.

"I have 200 shares here! Kids, for my sake, at sixty years old, give so space, let hang it first!"

At this mont, he had completely lost his composure.

The bloodshot eyes were ghastly like a demon's, and the shop assistant on the high stool was pale with fear, even his heartbeat halted for a brief mont.

Seeing the old gentleman's desperate expression, the assistant's lips trembling, he asked.

"How many do you want to hang..."

"10 Gold Coins—no! 9! 9 Gold Coins per share! Just give 9 Gold Coins!" The old gentleman yelled loudly, clutching at this last straw to save himself.

9 Gold Coins!

The clerk on the high stool was shocked.

He vaguely rembered that this gentleman had previously purchased those stocks at 12 Gold Coins per share.

The old man's elegant deanor left a deep impression, especially as he courteously removed his top hat while speaking with him, which made it particularly morable.

Surrounding people gasped in unison upon hearing the price.

Though they didn't know this gentleman, they rembered the most recent transaction was at 20 Gold Coins!

From 20 Gold Coins to 9 Gold Coins...

That's not just a cut; it's more than a cut by one Gold Coin!

Everyone was stunned by this price; nobody made an offer for a mont.

The old gentleman, seeing no interest in his stocks, showed a look of despair, pleading toward the crowd with an almost begging voice.

"Please, please... buy them! Just for 9 Gold Coins, you can beco a shareholder of Colin Mining! It's diamonds! Can't be cheaper!"