Back in time two days ago, a caravan came to Tulip Town, which was nothing to be aware of, as two or three caravans passed by the town every day.

The scale of the caravan was not large, only about two dozen dilapidated carriages, with a total of more than thirty handlebars and guards, and the carts were carrying wine, food, and daily necessities.

However, the hotel shopkeeper learned from some secret sources that the daily necessities carried on the car were just a disguise, and the real goods transported by the caravan were actually munitions.

Arthur's kingdom does not prohibit the sale of weapons and equipment, after all, adventurers and mercenaries need these things to make ends meet, but if these things flow from the military, it is a different matter.

Therefore, the shopkeeper of the hotel immediately informed the mayor of the town of this situation, and in the past, with the other party's greedy, stingy and cautious and timid character, he would never dare to beat the attention of this caravan.

However, this is an extraordinary time, the battle for the heir to the City of Plenty is intensifying, Seniore is deposed, and the person in charge of the Northwest Chapter of the Honeysuckle Chamber of Commerce has become Stanley Snow, and the other party is a person who does not like to mix right and wrong.

The direct consequence of this is that Charles, the heir supported by Brad, has fallen into disadvantage, and if he doesn't want to pay more attention, he may be completely out of the position of heir.

Brad felt unprecedented pressure, and he worked hard for many years, not seeking to go further, but to live the second half of his life in peace.

If Miss Heidi ascends to the throne of the lord, with the past grudge between the two, he will not be killed, then he will have to go from a high-ranking tax collector to a homeless man on the street, after all, he does not have the strength of Cliffor.

After much deliberation, Brad was determined to fight for his future.

Of course, he was not carried away by interests, in fact, the tax collector, who was already desperate, was very shrewd, and he chose this caravan because he expected that the other party would not dare to make a big deal about it.

After all, smuggling arms is a serious crime, and according to the laws and regulations of the kingdom, smuggling more than 10 pieces of arms will result in dismissal, smuggling more than 20 pieces will result in a knighthood, and smuggling more than 50 pieces will result in the loss of heads of both royal family members and feudal officials.

Although it is not so simple to enforce, the decree is the decree, and it is still quite a deterrent to certain petty theft.

So things went according to the previous plan, and Brad transferred two powerful guards from the city of plenty, and cooperated with the guards of Tulip Town to seize the caravan.

Brad didn't order anyone to chase him, because he was a smart man, and if he really grabbed his tongue and asked something that shouldn't be asked, I'm afraid it wouldn't be easy to clean up.

The greedy tax collector was extremely satisfied with his plan, and the only thing that surprised him was that the caravan sold a terrifying amount of munitions, a full twenty-four carts of standard cavalry equipment.

After he ordered his cronies to take a careful count, his brain couldn't help but buzz, because the equipment in front of him was enough to arm two squadrons of cavalry.

Brad couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, he knew very well that there were probably not many people in the entire southern military who could make such a big deal.

Therefore, the first thing he did next was to slap the shopkeeper twice, and then ordered someone to seal the equipment intact, he was really frightened, and even planned to fall to the ground.

Although arms trafficking is a U-turn business, it depends on who does it, and if it is really a big man in the southern military behind it, even if His Majesty the King knows about it, there is nothing he can do about it.

After all, selling arms and eating empty salaries is already a common thing, even to the point that whoever doesn't do it is a fool.

Brad stayed in Tulip Town for two days with trepidation, and he didn't dare to leave the door of the office for two days, for fear that the other party would come to the door and he would not be able to rush over to apologize in the first place.

Even the news that the tavern keeper reported to him that there was a not strong adventurer carrying dozens of gold coins failed to impress him, but said, "Let's do it!"

Now Brad regrets not falling, just because of these simple four words, he once again provoked people who should not be provoked.

When he crawled to the door of the restaurant, he saw his cronies squatting at the base of the wall with their heads crossed, and the hotel shopkeeper kept glancing at him.

The adventurer had already noticed Brad, his fat frame out of place with the emaciated townsfolk around him.

"Lord Brad. The adventurer beckoned to him, "Please come here." ”

Hearing this, Brad immediately trotted over, first glanced at the battle around him, and then said with a wry smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I don't know where I offended you, I'll make amends first." ”

"Too lazy to talk nonsense with you. The adventurer waved his hand and said in an impatient tone: "I just want to ask you where the batch of goods was detained here two days ago, and where is it now." ”

Brad broke out in a cold sweat again, it turned out that the other party was looking for trouble, he shook like chaff, and swallowed his saliva fiercely: "It turned out to be all the military masters, that batch of goods ......"

It took him a lot of effort to explain the location of the warehouse where the munitions were stored, and then he put his trembling hand into his pocket, took out a delicate money bag from it, and said with a smile: "These are not considered compensation for your military masters." ”

The adventurer unceremoniously snatched the money bag, opened the bag and looked inside, and couldn't help but smile: "Your Excellency Brad is really rich, I don't know how many caravans have been killed." ”

Brad didn't dare to speak at all, in fact, he couldn't speak now, his throat was like a peach pit, and he could only make a hehe sound.

Fortunately, the adventurer didn't mean to dig deeper, after all, both sides had concerns.

He waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates to let go of the guards, then patted Brad on the shoulder and admonished, "Don't be an example." ”

Brad was almost knocked down by this huge force, he tried to stand up straight, and said with a smile, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

At the same time, in a very inconspicuous corner, Renard was leisurely looking at his cigar, looking at the dramatic scene in front of him, and he didn't know how cool it was.

Unconsciously, a sharp gaze locked on him, the cigarette in his mouth was almost not exhaled, and he coughed violently: "Ahem, cough, cough." ”

The adventurer approached him with graceful steps, his eyes full of anger: "What a fate, cousin Renard. ”

Renard coughed vigorously twice, not knowing whether it was to relieve the embarrassment or if he was really choking, he blushed and smiled dryly, "Yes, Cousin Grace." ”

Since he is a cousin, the identity of the adventurer in front of him is self-evident.

His surname is Duncan, and his full name is Grace Duncan.

Baron Hamilton's own nephew, currently the commander of the Scout Battalion of the Southern Legion of the Kingdom of Arthur, is a veritable Kingdom Eagle Dog.