Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, without the urging of the leader Sander, all the people in the Dragon Knight Caravan got up early.

After dressing and washing, we used it too early, carrying a heavy money bag, and continued to rush home with joy.

According to their harvest this time, the size can be regarded as a return to their hometown.

However, everyone in the dragon knight caravan is used to being poor, and once they have money, they don't have to spend lavishly immediately.

And being in a foreign land, with a huge amount of money, there is always an inexplicable sense of crisis.

If they haven't returned to their hometown for a day, they can't feel at ease if they put the money in their own homes safely.

But maybe it was too smooth when I came, and I spent all my good luck. Now that the goods have been exchanged for a lot of money, some troubles are inevitably coming to the door.

And, not a small hassle.

"Jessica, are you tired, do you want to take a break?"

In the dragon knight caravan, a sturdy young man opened his mouth and asked a very lively and lovely girl who was sixteen or seventeen years old.

The girl named Jessica shook her head slightly and smiled sweetly.

"No, I'm not tired. It's important to get home now, and the sooner we get home, the sooner we can rest assured. ”

"Yes, yes, you're right! But I see you're sweating on your forehead, so don't force yourself. Otherwise, I'll carry you on my back. You know, I'm very strong, and I'm a mid-tier Black Iron fighter, and I can walk on my back much faster than them. ”

The sturdy young man nodded his head in agreement like a chicken pecking rice, and then enthusiastically offered to help.

A goatee man in his forties is the master of the dragon knight caravan, and is usually in charge of the caravan's calculations and accounts.

Listening to the words of the sturdy young man, he couldn't help but grin.

"That's a good thing, at least it's much faster than an ordinary person like me."

Another young man in his twenties, who seemed to be loyal and honest, also nodded in agreement and said, "Don't say that non-professionals, compared to me, the beginner level of black iron, there are also wins and losses. ”

The sturdy young man was proud, and was about to speak, when the cold master interjected again.

"It's just that there are three professionals in our caravan, so what's the point of comparing you to us ordinary people. If you want to compare, you will compare with the other. ”

As he spoke, his gaze drifted to the swordsman who was following behind him, faintly protecting everyone.

This is a middle-aged man in his thirties, calm and dignified. The weapon is a heavy giant sword, with the strength of the bronze junior rank, and is the number one master in the dragon knight caravan.

The sturdy young man didn't need to look at it, and he knew in his heart who the master was referring to.

He didn't speak, though.

The strength of the giant sword swordsman is high, and he is far from being able to compare, and there is no way to continue this topic.

When the others saw him silent, they all burst into laughter, somewhat diluting the tension in their hearts.

Even the silent and steady swordsman had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although the dragon knight caravan was a little poorer, the atmosphere was harmonious, and the relationship between the members was good.

Like a stout young man who has made no progress in pursuing the leader's daughter, Jessica, he is not angry; As an ordinary person, the master joked about the sturdy young man of the black iron middle-level professional, and everyone was used to it.

All of this is almost unthinkable in some large caravans of gigantic size and with many members.

Suddenly, Team Leader Sander made a gesture and reminded in a low voice.

"Everyone, be careful, someone's coming!"

Everyone looked abrupt, put away their smiles, and their faces were serious.

The greatsword swordsman who fell behind stepped forward, and with one step, he landed in front of everyone.

The sturdy young man and the loyal young man had a tacit understanding, and their positions fell on the left and right sides of the team, forming a zigzag with the giant sword swordsman, protecting the others in the middle.

They had just finished a series of movements when the noise around the bend in front of them was getting louder and louder, and several people turned around.

It seems that the people who didn't notice the dragon knight caravan couldn't react for a while. One of the young men staggered and bumped into it, and in that direction, it was obvious that it was about to hit the girl Jessica.

The sturdy young man's face turned cold, and he took a step across, and the palm of Pu Fan's big hand stopped him in front of the young man who was angry.

"Oops~"

The hooligan-like young man screamed again and again, as if he had been hit by a wild horse running wild, and the whole person flew into the air and fell five or six meters away.

Hey~

The stout young man sighed in surprise, looked at the hooligan who had fallen to the ground, and looked at his outstretched arm with a strange expression.

I obviously didn't have much strength just now, but I simply stretched out my hand to block it, so as not to be hit by the goddess in my heart by the hooligan.

Although the sturdy young man is promoted to a professional, his temperament is gentle after all, and he will not be heavy-handed to ordinary people.

But why did the hooligan fly out upside down like this, with exaggerated movements?

Could it be that his strength has risen sharply recently, and he has unknowingly advanced to the high level of black iron?

The hooligan on the ground screamed in pain in his mouth, but he took out some broken tiles out of nowhere, and his eyes widened, revealing a look of pain.

"Oh my God! My antiques, my heirlooms......"

He turned his head to look at the stout young man, his eyes fierce.

"Good boy, you dare to break my family heirloom, I want to fight with you!"

After saying that, the hooligan quickly rolled over from the ground and got up, and rushed towards the sturdy young man.

The companion next to him hurriedly stretched out his hand, grabbed his arm left and right, and held him by the waist.

The sturdy young man was still stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses at all.

What? A family heirloom?

Just a few pieces of tattered porcelain?

Among the several people who persuaded the fight, a middle-aged man with a square face who looked quite calm said in a deep voice:

"Friend, you have broken my brother's family heirloom, what do you say about this?"

The sturdy young man finally reacted and said urgently: "No! It was he who bumped into him, and I just reached out to stop him, but I didn't have the strength, let alone push him. He flew out upside down and broke something, what does it have to do with me! ”

The hooligan was a little quiet, but after listening to him, he was restless again, so that the people next to him almost couldn't stop him.

The square-faced middle-aged man's face also became ugly.

"So, do you want to deny it?"

"It's not a debt, it's not my responsibility in the first place......"

The sturdy young man hurriedly pleaded, he was unwilling to carry this black cauldron.

Team leader Sander reached out to stop him and gently pulled him behind his back.

Sander, who is used to the rivers and lakes, has already seen at this time that these people are acting in order to make a sum of money. This young man in his caravan reasoned with them, and if he could talk to them, it would be a hell.

"Then, according to Your Excellency, what can you do to satisfy you?"

The square-faced middle-aged man glanced at Sander and understood that this was the leader of these people.

"My brother is a family heirloom, handed down from ancient times, and its value is immeasurable. But consider that you didn't mean to, and it doesn't look like you're very rich. I'll help my brother be the master, you will pay a little compensation, and everyone should make friends, and that's it. ”

The stout young man was anxious and wanted to argue.

The big sword swordsman next to him grabbed him with one hand and shook his head.

"Don't make a mess, see what the team leader says."

Sander remained silent and just asked, "How much does it cost?" ”

The square-faced middle-aged man said, "Not much, 1oo million gold coins." ”

"What?! Why don't you grab it! ”

The stout young man finally couldn't help it and shouted loudly.

(End of chapter)

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