fallen devil

Chapter 315 No.60
"Well"

The businessman's serious answer made the soldiers startled. Of course, what made them feel slightly uneasy was the ferocious scar.

The terrible scar that can cut off half of the head, it is hard to imagine how tragic the battle was at that time.

There are also different types of merchants. It is said that there are also some desperadoes, and this one is very similar.

Realizing this, they swallowed quietly. As ordinary border soldiers, they didn't have much fighting experience.

Can't help but feel a little apprehensive.

"I can't sell things like silver jewelry. Raw meat and food are not allowed to be sold. Let me remind you first."

"To be honest, there's not much business to do here."

Finding a topic, the two frontier soldiers got off their horses, walked slowly towards the wooden cart, and patted the merchant on the shoulder as they passed by.

It is true that the people of Aranoch have little demand for luxuries or bric-a-brac like silver jewelry—demon-infested, barren land, multi-religious, and many are hungry and naked.

There is no market, no transaction, no business.

Even if there is, goods such as gold and silver have their own channels and are regulated in Aranoch just like meat and grain.

"I sell weapons."

The Scar Merchant's expression was calm and succinct. He knew the situation of Alanok well.

"What did you say?"

The pupils of the two frontier soldiers shrank slightly, and the scar merchant's accent was not heavy, but they still felt that they might have misheard.

"A sharp scimitar, cheap arrows, and some drawings from the plains."

The scar merchant waved his hand, seeing the soldier's expression in his eyes, "Aranoch's regulations do not mention that weapons cannot be sold, do they? I will wait for my guests at the border. Of course, if you also have this idea, I am glad to."

He lowered his head slightly, glanced at the soldiers' weapons, and smiled, "They are all old. I promise, my goods will be to your liking."

What was obtained was silence.

Afterwards, it was confirmed that the scar merchant had no intention of entering the country, which made the two soldiers heave a sigh of relief. They considered their words and said, "I hope so. We will watch you."

After saying that, the two soldiers mounted their horses with cold expressions, turned around and left.

"Okay, I have to make the workers drink their water."

The scar merchant nodded and muttered to himself, yelling at the workers behind him to disperse. Some walked towards the nearby camp, and some sat down.

Soon, a woman approached the scar merchant, frowned and said, "When will the Bian Sha sergeant who ordered the order come? Oh my god, look at the stupidity of these soldiers. If we have the idea of ​​doing something, their heads are already hanging." It's on our horse's neck."

"Don't worry, after traveling through mountains and rivers for so long, take a rest."

The Scar merchant pinched the dried fruit from his arms and handed it to the woman, "Listen, I can make a lot of money this time. After this is over, I will buy the orchard in Lugden, and then you will be the lady of the manor."

"I don't care about such things."

Holding back her smile, the woman stiffly turned her head to the side, and took the dried fruit with a shy face.

"Haha."

The scarred merchant wrinkled his nose and smiled, "I think planting some grapes and managing the manor is suitable for you, just like when we first met."

The voice disappeared in the gentle sunlight, the woman could no longer hear the next words clearly, she lowered her head with a bright smile.

Meanwhile, workers and camp residents exchanged supplies, and the deal went off without a hitch.

Looking away, Tang Ze in the air looked at the two soldiers riding their horses and raising dust, gradually leaving the border and galloping towards the desert area.

"what happened?"

Tang Ze was surprised, the behavior of these two border soldiers was a bit abnormal.

The figure quickly disappeared into the sand mang.

As he thought about it, time passed in the flickering of the magic pattern scales. As night fell, the camp was gradually filled with the bright light of the bonfire.

The businessman got along well with the local residents and held a small party, with faint singing coming from the party.

At this moment, the two frontier soldiers returned with a small group of people, the color of their armor blending with the night.

Tang Ze's eyes flickered, and he wanted to take advantage of the night to continue on his way towards Lu Gaoyin, but he instinctively didn't want to miss a good show below.

The businessman quickly noticed the sound of horseshoes.

They stood up, his and the woman's faces flushed by the light of the campfire.

Hearing the sporadic sound of armor colliding, the woman's expression became visibly tense.

"don’t worry."

The Scar Merchant smiled slightly, turned to the darkness and shouted, "Hashu Lun?"

"Sorry, it's Gino Delson."

A clear voice came from the darkness, and then a tall figure with piercing gray eyes stepped out.

"what happened?"

"It's not what you said it would be."

The scarred businessman had a bad expression on his face, and pulled the woman behind him.

"terribly sorry."

The man with gray eyes said apologetically: "Hugh Lun is a fake name, but it is indeed me who contacted you."

"There was an accident in this place, and your assistance is needed. To express our apologies, we will give you twice the reward afterwards."

He motioned to his subordinates to pull out a bag full of currency, "This is money for weapons, you can count them."

At this time, not only the scar merchant and the woman, but even the local residents beside the bonfire showed expressions of surprise.

Gino Delson is one of the generals on the northwestern frontier of Aranok, and also a very famous master of battle.

People have only seen its appearance in the portraits of deeds on the earthen walls and bulletin boards, and it is hard to imagine that it will appear in such a remote place.

He is the quintessential hero of Aranok.

Their strong curiosity led these residents to guess the identity of the Scar merchant.

He was locked on by all kinds of eyes, but he frowned, showing a disgusted expression for the first time.

"Is this the way you people of Aranoch do things? I don't feel any sincerity in it."

The gray-eyed man didn't change his face when he heard the words, "Sorry, time doesn't allow me to show you more sincerity, not far from here, there is a..."

"enough."

The scarred merchant coldly interrupted the gray-eyed man's words, "I don't accept it. You know me, so you shouldn't have hope."

"Yes."

The gray-eyed man said without any surprise, "My lord has considered this, and he asked me to add something to you at this moment."

Gino Delson's indomitable attitude made the scar merchant furious, and the latter shouted in a low voice: "You are challenging my..."

"He will give you a manor, the most beautiful pearl in the entire Northwest - Selendur."

Scar Merchant's voice paused at the next moment, and the woman beside him could still hear the exclamation in the silence.

There is a huge difference between the manor gifted by the royal family and the manor for sale, not only the external value that can be measured by money, but also the inner value - honor, title, better servants , better circles, and more.

Even the scar merchant had never encountered this kind of treatment before, otherwise he wouldn't be a merchant.

"How well do you know me?"

The scarred merchant's expression softened, but his eyes were fixed on the gray-eyed man in front of him.

"Not much, but I think you are the most suitable candidate."

The gray-eyed man smiled calmly, knowing that the man in front of him would not refuse this opportunity under any circumstances.

(End of this chapter)