Looking at such a huge number, Earl Andy's mouth felt bitter: "Your Highness, this, this Nomisma of Nomisma is not a small amount. You also know that Castile has been in financial deficits in recent years. We really can't afford this money at present. Do you see if you can pay three million Nomisma first and make up for the remaining nine million in a few years."

"What food do you buy if you don't have money? Sorry, I don't have any credit in Portugal. If Castile can take out the money, then take the food immediately, otherwise you will turn left." Tim's face immediately calmed down when he heard this. He wanted to pay for credit, but there was no door.

"Your Highness, you see that Portugal and Castile are both on the Iberian Peninsula and have been friendly neighbors for many years. If the Portuguese Kingdom is willing to be compatible today, Castile will definitely take care of Portugal in the future to repay today's kindness." Earl Andy took a deep breath and realized it with emotion and reason. I hope Tim can change his position.

After hearing Andy's words, Tim couldn't help but sneer: "Earl, I believe you know very well in your heart. The Portuguese people have repeatedly told me not to sell you food, but I am a kind person and really don't want to see Castile and Castile's people suffer. What's more, the two countries come out of the Iberian Peninsula together. I don't want to be too ruthless, so I sold your food against the will of the people. I never thought you were so arrogant. Since that's the case, I won't sell this food."

Listening to these words, even though Count Andy's good mentality was almost angry, he wanted to raise his fist to hit someone. This time, it wasn't that you, Portugal, and why would I, Castile, end up like this?

Even though he was angry, Earl Andy's face still had a decent smile. He spread his hands and smiled helplessly: "Your Highness, Castile really needs food to help his life, but he really can't afford 12 million Nomisma. Please help Castile for the sake of the Lord, why don't you change other conditions?"

Listening to Earl Andy's words, Tim was extremely satisfied. He was waiting for this sentence: "Forget it, after all, I am a neighbor, and I don't want to commit sins. Since you really can't afford 12 million Nomisma, then you might as well leave three million Nomisma and ced Selivia to Portugal at the same time, you can take away these four million kilograms of grain. In addition, Portugal will also give 100,000 kilograms of grain for free. What do you think?"

"What? Ceding Selivia to you Portugal? It's impossible, absolutely impossible." Earl Andy could no longer control his emotions. He pointed at Tim's nose and accused loudly: "You are taking advantage of the situation."

"I can't afford to pay and I'm unwilling to cede land. There's nothing to say. People come to see you off." Tim shook his robe and turned around and entered the inner hall.

The Portuguese waiters on both sides immediately stepped forward and drove Count Andy and others out.

Earl Andy did not dare to neglect and immediately ordered someone to quickly send Lisbon to His Majesty the King of Madrid.

After running around overnight, the letter finally arrived in Madrid two days later. At this moment, Juan II was summoning the nobles to discuss strategies to defeat the enemy.

After King Juan II finished reading the letter, he gritted his teeth and overturned the table beside him: "The little Portugal bullies too much, and he actually asked for 12 million Nomisma, and said that if he had no money, he would ced Selivia."

The nobles passed the letter one by one and read it, and everyone was silent, just lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Why don't you stop talking? Didn't you just scramble to speak?" Seeing these nobles lowering their heads and silently, Juan II was so angry that he only breathed heavily.

While Juan was sulking, the attendants outside the hall ran in one after another.

"Reported that the Southern Front failed and the army was forced to withdraw from Granada. Now the coalition forces of Granada and Tunisia are ready to counterattack."

"Reported that the eastern provinces are lost, the army has retreated from the Madrid border, and Aragon is about to approach Madrid."

"Report, the navy was wiped out..."

Listening to the bad news, the nobles were so scared that their faces were pale and looked up at King Juan II.

Compared with the panic of the nobles, Juan II suddenly calmed down at this moment. He took a deep breath and said calmly: "Tell Earl Andy that everything should be as required by the Portuguese. Since he has such a big appetite in Portugal, he will satisfy them, and hope that they can eat this piece of fat without choking to death."

"Your Majesty..., this is inappropriate."

"Your Majesty, Selivia is our most important port to the Atlantic Ocean."

"Your Majesty, think twice."

Juan waved his hand and said loudly, "With food, we will have hope of continuing to fight, and Selivia will sooner or later take it back."

Two days later, Madrid's notice was sent to Lisbon soon. Looking at His Majesty's reply, Andy was stunned.

Three days later, a large amount of food was continuously transported to Castile, while Prince Siglas, who was guarding the border, led his army to Selivia with joy.

Tim stood in the palace and looked at the east of the Iberian Peninsula, with a smile on his lips.

"Your Highness, Bishop Reiner is here." Nathan took Bishop Reiner into the palace to salute Tim.

Tim turned around and smiled indifferently: "Okay, go down, please sit down, sir, please."

"Your Highness should be the first contribution to Portugal's success in Selivia this time." Bishop Reiner congratulated Tim with a smile.

This time, Castile easily agreed to Tim's request and let Portugal get Selivia without any effort, which shocked Bishop Reina.

"Sir, the missionary work in Selivia is hard for you and Archbishop White. I hope you can worry more and ensure that the people in Selivia are at peace." Tim asked Bishop Reiner with a smile.

"This is for sure. I believe Archbishop White personally selects personnel to go to Selivia. Your Highness doesn't have to worry." Bishop Reina also smiled and reassured Tim: "It's just that if you take Selivia this time, I'm afraid you will never die with Castile in the future. Portugal's situation will be even more difficult in the future."

"Don't worry, Bishop, Castile is already evil about Portugal. No matter how we give in, we will not be safe. So it's better to take advantage of this opportunity to be a desperate situation." Tim clenched his fist and said fiercely: "It's time for Portugal to develop by itself. You can't just give in and stay in a corner and be slaughtered?"
Chapter completed!