Sword and Sorcery and Martial Arts

Chapter 334 Breaking In
After nearly two hours of discussion, Rhodes and Prince Joyce finally reached a mutually satisfactory result.

Spirits are sold in the form of sharing, and the sales price is set by Prince Joyce, and Rhodes and him will share [-] to [-] of the final sales price.

Prince Joyce also planned to play the hunger marketing routine, and only let the upper-class nobles enjoy it, and the lower-ranking nobles had to find connections if they wanted to buy spirits.

Although the production cost of spirits is higher than that of paper and porcelain, even if it is [-]% of it, Rhodes will earn it with blood.

The white paper was sold to Prince Joyce at the price of one copper coin, and each paper was the size of an A4 paper.

And all the costs of Rhodes producing a catty of white paper may add up to only five or six copper coins, and a catty of white paper is almost two hundred sheets of A4 paper.

The current output of the paper workshop must be far greater than the demand, but he can stock up and start printing books while spring plowing, so that most people in the territory can receive education.

Rhodes also signed some other agreements with Prince Joyce, such as how much cotton and linen raw materials need to be shipped to his territory every month.

"It's getting late, let's go have a meal together." Prince Joyce put away the signed and stamped contract.

"Forget it, we're starting from here now, and it's only after six o'clock when I get back to the territory. I guess I'll meet them for dinner." Rhodes picked up the piece of paper that was messed up by Prince Joyce and folded a plane, He took a breath, and threw it out.

Prince Joyce's eyes were fixed on the paper airplane flying in the air, "Without any fluctuation of spells, it can fly for so long and so far."

"I can fly farther by kneading it into a ball, do you believe it?" Rhodes replied.

He has never even played with paper airplanes, does this person still have a childhood?
Well, this person's childhood may have been fishing in the lake and hunting in the forest, and their royal city is so close to the sea, he must have sailed out to sea.

It is me who has no childhood.

Prince Joyce's eyes were still fixed on the paper airplane flying deep into the garden.

Rhodes also didn't expect that the paper airplane he folded could fly so far.

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first." Rhodes said to Prince Joyce.

Then he turned around and walked towards the outside of the castle.

A small square outside the castle was crowded with city dwellers.

Rhodes walked over and saw that Duke William was trying the slave traders on the high platform of the square, and several slave traders had been hanged on the gallows next to them.

The people were not frightened by these hideous-looking corpses, but they were extremely excited and cheered a few times from time to time.

Surely they were not happy that these slave traders were punished, but they liked to see noble lords hang people, whoever they were.

If these slave traders were beheaded, they would definitely be even more excited.

Rhodes stopped to watch for a while, and after seeing Duke William announced the exile of Morris, he shook his head and left, walking towards the pier.

He saw a big ship with his flag embroidered on it flying on the pier, thought for a while, but finally didn't go aboard.

The big boat sailed too slowly, not as fast as he crossed the river with lightness kung fu.

Rhodes walked to the bank of the river, took off his shoes, performed light work, and ran towards the opposite bank quickly stepping on the calm river surface under the surprised eyes of countless trackers and porters.

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Terrence silently stared at the remains of Marquis Marquis in the sarcophagus. The incision on Marquis Marquis' head was very smooth, and the undertaker sewed his head back to his body without much effort.

"Master Marquis, can you put the lid on the coffin? It's better to put the old Marquis in the tomb earlier." The old steward of the castle said to Terrence.

Terrence clenched his fists tightly.

The originally happy and happy family was destroyed by the young nobleman. His father who was always strict but loved him was killed by the nobleman, and his younger brother who grew up with him was also exiled to the bitter cold north.

Terrence originally planned to go out for an adventure after a while. The ruins of the last adventure happened to be near his home, so he came back to take a look, but he didn't expect this to happen.

If I hadn't chosen to come back at that time, would nothing have happened?
If only I had killed him in the ruins.

"Cover it." Terrence sighed.

The old butler nodded, and he picked up a flag embroidered with a shield pattern next to it and covered Marquis Marlon.

Terrence stared at the flag with an angry expression.

The shield is the family emblem of their Hilde family, and the shield that their family has passed down for thousands of years was dented from it by the young nobleman. Although the shield's magic circle and materials were not damaged, it would take a few people to repair it. master.

At least two archmages who are good at enchanting, and a blacksmith who can create extraordinary equipment are required.

Generally speaking, creatures whose combat power exceeds the third level are called extraordinary, and extraordinary equipment is the equipment used by this group of creatures called extraordinary. Ordinary weapons and equipment are easily destroyed in this level of battle.

And his father Maren Hilde's strength has not reached extraordinary, and he can't exert the true power of extraordinary equipment at all.

This battle proved that even if a human warrior at the peak of Tier [-] was wearing extraordinary equipment all over his body, he would not be a match for a person with extraordinary strength.

Whether it is power or speed, the difference is too far.

Soon, in the previous adventures, I have touched the threshold of the extraordinary. If I am lucky, I may break through tomorrow.

When I also reach transcendence, I, Terrence, will personally avenge him.

Terrence led a group of soldiers to carry the sarcophagus to the family's catacombs, and then he knelt down facing the coffin of Marquis Marquis.

This is a tradition in their family. As the eldest son, he needs to kneel in front of his father's sarcophagus and can only leave here after three days.

You can't eat in the middle, and you are only allowed to drink water.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Terrence still knelt quietly on the ground, he felt that he seemed to be able to sense the souls of his ancestors.

He vaguely felt that their souls seemed to be in a mysterious space in the north.

Terrence closed his eyes, and this feeling gradually became clearer. He felt that a part of his soul seemed to be drawn to that mysterious space.

He opened his eyes to find himself standing on a black, parched field with a blood-red sky overhead.

A fiery red sphere hung high in the sky, like the sun, but this "sun" did not give him any warm feeling, but made him feel a little cold.

The fiery red ball hangs high in the sky, but it can only barely see the surroundings clearly like the moon.

This should be the world where the dead will arrive.

But which "god" should people who believe in this place come to?

Terrence walked in a random direction, where he was located was a rugged and steep mountain range.

If this is in Nord, only the mountains in the Alpine province are so steep.

Over the hills, he saw a fire in the darkness, like a bonfire.

Terrence took a deep breath and walked towards the fire.

It was indeed a bonfire.

Beside the campfire sat several ghoul-like creatures.

Their bodies shriveled and shriveled, rotted and blackened, but their eyes were not as cold and ruthless as the ghouls, with a trace of human brilliance, and their bodies did not have the rotten smell of the ghouls.

"This kind of thing actually happened to us, and we actually encountered lost living people." A ghoul stood up holding a black battle axe.

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(End of this chapter)