Occasional raindrops fall between the dense foliage, and the wheels pass through the wet dirt road, leaving deep marks. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sound of rain whipped leaves showed that the rainstorm outside had no sign of stopping, and on such muddy roads, merchants had to watch out for their trucks skidding and speed up their journeys. In any case, this is the area of the Red Rock Coast, and although it has been moved from the shallow stalls to the woods between the peaks, it is not a place to rest.

"Damn, it's raining too much."

A merchant tried to close the magic barrier on the outside several times, but the rain on the dense leaves fell at a rate that was neither fast nor slow, which made him very worried.

Even if they got here, they couldn't close the magic barrier, and the magic crystals consumed every minute and second were like knives, constantly urging them to get on their way.

A quick, brief slip sounded as a wooden truck full of barrels landed somewhere in the convoy, completely sealing off the narrow dirt road ahead. The collision between the wooden frame and the trees shook off a lot of rain, and the barrels on top of the truck rolled down one after another, and rushed towards the convoy behind them with the help of the slope.

Although this dirt road is difficult to walk, it is quite straight, and when you look up, you can see the round wooden barrels rushing down, but the rain is spilled, and everyone does not react for a while.

"Danger! Get out of the way! ”

The mercenaries at the front roared and hid on both sides of the jungle.

Although the convoy behind was panicked, it reacted quickly, and several strong men with shields in their hands rushed to the front from the end of the convoy, and successfully blocked the momentum of the barrels under the fierce collision.

The brawny men breathed a sigh of relief, for while the momentum of the barrels looked ferocious, they were actually empty barrels.

"Which beast without eyes is it, and whose is this wooden cart?!"

The bad-tempered middle-aged merchant roared angrily, and if these barrels really hit the important cargo truck behind them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The irritable words shook the rain and fell a lot, and the stretcher that had already lowered all five barrels was lying alone uphill, and the merchants in front of him heard the voice, and looked down in surprise or suspicion, not knowing what had happened.

Leo's Strange Rock City beast cart was in the two convoys that were separated, and he felt the cold and silent atmosphere around him, and suddenly felt strange.

When he killed Ambert in the black wilderness outside of Taiyan City, he had felt the snooping magic of a certain force, and with his keen intuition, he would sense the prying eyes of ordinary guys.

"There are people hiding in the jungle on the left and right, and there are a lot of them... They have items to hide magic fluctuations."

After passing through the passage under the lake in Strange Rock City, Iros paid a lot of attention to the matter of feeling the fluctuations of mana.

Sure enough, in the surprised eyes of many merchants, humans with different styles of armor came out of the dense forests on both sides one after another, without exception, they held weapons that emitted cold light in their hands. When everyone's eyes were drawn to the barrels, another group of people who seemed to be accomplices went around to the end of the two convoys, and together with the group of people standing next to the empty caravan, surrounded the two convoys.

"Red Rock Thieves, how is that possible?"

"Haven't you already plundered once?"

"Insatiable?"

"There's a good show, the Chamber of Commerce in the back is the 'Mercedes' Chamber of Commerce in Stormwind City."

"So, the barrels and the empty caravan just now are from their handiwork?"

The merchant who had been walking in front of the empty caravan for a long time looked at it, and that kind of messy clothing would definitely not be wrong, it was the Red Rock thieves who had just plundered a caravan. However, although the Red Rock thieves killed no way, they would only attack once every time they attacked on a rainy day, which was a judgment that merchants had reached through countless practices for a long time.

There is no iron law in the face of interests, and the flame of desire has burned all reason?

Many merchants stayed in the mood that even if they were late for a while, they would still watch a rare good show, and watched the actions of the Red Rock thieves from a distance.

"Get out of here!"

A tyrannical voice came from the mouth of the man in the pointed helmet, and the blue eyes in the iron gap emitted a cold light, and he unceremoniously pointed his blade at the merchant who was about to watch a good show in the distance.

Not only did their style change drastically, but even prudence and decisiveness had been replaced by domineering, and some merchants were terrified of these Red Rock thieves, while others sneered disdainfully.

"Oh, hey, the dignified Red Rock Thieves, how did you learn the domineering style of the knights of Stormwind?"

A small-eyed merchant couldn't stop sneering and swaggering forward, as if the many merchants behind him had given him infinite courage.

"Wouldn't it be better to give us a little bit of money than to be reasonable?"

The voice was sharp, but pierced into the greedy corner of every merchant's heart.

"The last time you let you go, it was just that you were running fast, and now you still want to do it right under our noses?"

"Don't pretend to be Lao Tzu, are you looking for death?"

"Just bring such a few people?"

The cynicism did not shake the Iron Helmet's sneer, and he seemed to have anticipated the despicability of these merchants.

Under the imperceptible signal, a subordinate-looking guy hurriedly brought over several brown cloth bags, which looked bulging.

“・・・”

The merchants were a little surprised, and they didn't know what tricks the Red Rock thieves in front of them were going to play. Their eyes were focused on the man's hand, the bulging bag.

"Keep your dog's eyes open and watch well."

The man in the iron helmet smiled proudly and threw a cloth bag in his hand upward, and the other hand holding the blade moved instantly.

The cold light sliced through the brown cloth bags, and the silver light poured down and rolled down the muddy road, the crisp sound of coins colliding.

There were at least a few hundred silver coins in one bag, and the sharp-eyed merchants could see this at a glance, and the scattered shiny silver coins and the rag bags that kept flowing out of the pile of silver coins completely attracted their attention.

The taunts disappeared in an instant, leaving only the unpleasant sound of swallowing, and many merchants stared at the intact brown cloth bag in the iron helmet's hand, their eyes flickering.

"Don't you want money, come over and take as much as you want, and then get out of the way!"

The Man in the Iron Helmet let out a hearty laugh, retorting with the taunt he had received even more violently.

Although they desperately wanted to bend down and abandon their dignity to pick up the silver coins at the feet of the man in the iron helmet, in front of many of their peers, in front of the Red Rock thieves, these suspicious merchants hesitated and confused.

If you really pick up those silver coins, will you be looked down upon?

Also, are these Red Rock thieves in their brains, and why did they send them money?

Subconsciously, their feet began to move towards the location of the coin, very slowly, little by little, so that even they could not notice it. (To be continued.) )