After hearing the words of the Swedish Queen, Tim also secretly called himself a little surprised. It seemed that this old woman was also a little brainy and was not useless.

But this is not a problem for Tim. Tim's face suddenly became cold, and his tone of speaking became even more arrogant and tough: "Now, your Swedish Kingdom has something to ask for our Portugal Kingdom. You have no choice. There are only two ways in front of you, so sign or not? Give it a pleasure."

"But ninety-nine years is too long." The Swedish queen was still trying hard to persevere: "Is fifty years okay?"

"No." Tim vetoed: "If you don't agree, then that's it. Two million florins are invalid. The Swedish Kingdom should not hope that the Kingdom of Portugal will provide a penny of loan."

Suppressed by Tim's aggressive momentum, and the Kingdom of Sweden urgently needed a lot of funds at this moment, and could not borrow enough funds from other countries. Therefore, after repeated thinking, the Queen of Sweden gritted her teeth and finally signed the agreement. Even though she knew that Tim had ulterior motives, there was no way. After all, only the Kingdom of Portugal now has a lot of funds to provide.

After seeing the Swedish queen signing and stamping, Tim finally smiled with satisfaction, and then drafted the same agreement and asked the Swedish queen to sign. After signing, Tim immediately put the two agreements in his arms.

The Swedish queen was stunned: "Don't you give me a treaty to preserve?"

Tim smiled and explained, "To ensure the sacredness of this treaty, I am going to send these two treaties to His Majesty the Pope, ask him to be a witness, and then send one of them to Stockholm."

Ask the Pope to come forward and stamp and be a witness, so that he will not be afraid that the dynasties after the Swedish Kingdom will not recognize the authenticity and orthodox nature of this treaty.

"Since the treaty has been signed, should the Kingdom of Portugal also provide funds immediately as agreed?" said the Swedish queen anxiously.

"This is natural. Before the Portuguese Navy leaves, three million Florin funds will be sent on time." Tim laughed, turned around and left the hall. Now that the matter has been completed, there is no need to stop here.

After leaving the Swedish palace, the Portuguese guard immediately stepped forward to catch Tim. After Tim got in the car, the convoy immediately rushed to the embassy.

It was already around 11 o'clock in the evening, and Tim was having a hard time going back and forth. He had just felt sleepy in the car, but was woken up by a noise outside.

"Please, let me meet His Majesty Tim." A middle-aged man's hoarse voice kept ringing.

"It's getting late now, I'm here to see you tomorrow." This is the voice of the Portuguese soldier.

"It's too late tomorrow. Please let me see Your Majesty, please." The middle-aged man's anxious voice choked up.

Although he is not a person from Portugal, Tim couldn't bear it when he heard this sad voice. After all, it was not easy to wait for him here in a cold weather.

"Let him come here." Tim opened the curtain and ordered the struggling soldiers ahead.

The Portuguese soldier agreed and immediately came over with the middle-aged man.

"Lelot has seen His Majesty the Revered King of Portugal." When the middle-aged man saw Tim, he immediately fell to the ground with his forehead tightly pressed against the ice.

"Get up quickly." Tim walked out of the carriage in a leather jacket. Seeing that the middle-aged man was wearing ragged thin clothes at this moment, his fingers and toes were frozen and blue and purple. He quickly asked someone to help him up and asked someone to bring him some thick clothes to put on.

Raylott was wrapped in his warm thick clothes and burst into tears: "Thank you for your kindness."

"You stop my car tonight. Do you know if you want to find me?" Tim trembled gently and kept beating. Damn, the weather is so cold.

"Your Majesty, I hope you can come forward to save my companions. They were all captured by the officers and soldiers because they could not pay the taxes." Lelot said this and burst into tears.

Tim was stunned: "You should contact the king and nobles of your Swedish Kingdom for this matter. You also know that I am the king of Portugal. I am not easy to interfere in your Swedish Kingdom."

"Your Majesty, our king and nobles don't care. We can only find you." Lelot said in a choked voice.

"I can't do this." Tim shook his head: "If I come forward, it will be a very important thing to interfere in the internal affairs of your Swedish Kingdom. The Kingdom of Portugal has regulations that it cannot interfere in the internal affairs of other countries."

"Oh, yes, your majesty, this was released by your Kingdom of Portugal?" Lelot suddenly thought of something and took out a wrinkled paper from his arms and handed it to Tim.

With the moonlight, Tim opened it and saw that the paper was the conditions and requirements for introducing the Swedish population issued by Portugal: "Yes, why, do you have a skill?"

"We meet your requirements." Lelott quickly grabbed the last straw: "We can make ships, we can make all the types of ships in the Kingdom of Sweden, and we also know the latest ship design drawings developed by the Kingdom of Sweden."

"What? Are you shipbuilders? Aren't you?" Tim was stunned: "You have such skills, and the Swedish royal family and the Swedish nobles should not treat you so badly."

"Swedish shipbuilders are divided into hierarchies. Some workers are from some of their origins and some nobles. We are all civilians or slaves, so we are always at the bottom." Speaking of this, Lelott said hatefully: "All the core technologies and design drawings of Swedish shipbuilding are contributed by us, and all the hard work is also done by us, but the rewards and credits are all obtained by those people."

"It's fine. We have contributed so many ships to the country, but I didn't expect that the country would impose a lot of taxes on us. This time, because we didn't pay wages, we really had no money to pay taxes, and many of our brothers were taken away." Lelot hugged his head in pain: "This time we heard that the Kingdom of Portugal was going to introduce population, so we dared to stop His Majesty's car and beg His Majesty to come forward to rescue our brothers and take us to the Kingdom of Portugal. We are willing to become the people of the Kingdom of Portugal and serve the Kingdom of Portugal forever."

"What is the evidence that you possess shipbuilding skills?" Tim asked after a moment of silence.

Raylot nodded quickly: "Yes." After saying that, he took off his pants, took out a few drawings from his pocket and handed them to Tim with his hands.

Someone immediately lit the torches next to him. In the fire, the paper was densely covered with data, and many pictures were drawn, including many ship outlines.

It is obvious that this man did not lie, and his identity is indeed a shipbuilder.
Chapter completed!