In the evening, the icy sea breeze blew gently through the docks, causing many of the sailors who had just disembarked from the ship to shrink their necks and walk briskly towards the nearest tavern and inn.

You don't need to ask to know that what they crave most now is to drink a glass of spirits that can warm them up, and if you can, it is better to find a woman to comfort the loneliness caused by long-term soaking in the sea.

No one noticed that on the second floor of one of the taverns, Ian was engaged in a fierce bargaining with a fat man weighing three hundred pounds.

After all, we will also bear the corresponding risk of eating all your loot at once. The fat merchant waved his hands and shouted excitedly.

But if you look closely, you can see a flash of greed in his eyes, and an insatiable thirst for money.

"Limit? Are you kidding, Sampson. The price you offer is less than 30 percent of the real value of the loot. Don't play tricks on me, at least double it, or I'll find another buyer. "Ian is also not a vegetarian and straightforwardly debunks the other party's tricks.

As an adventurer from the bottom of society, he knows the mercenary virtues of businessmen far better than his peers.

In fact, since returning to Luskan, he has been looking for buyers for the looted goods, but because the quantity is too large, few merchants or chambers of commerce can eat a bite, so he can only patiently sell part by piece.

The fat man known as Sampson was not embarrassed at all, but tried his best to argue: "No, no, no, Your Excellency. What I bought wasn't ordinary goods, but military weapons and armor engraved with the mark of Neverwinter, and I had to find a way to erase the markings before I could sell them again. In addition, once discovered, we will immediately be hostile to Neverwinter, and even forbid us to do business. So according to the risk taken, the price is already very reasonable. ”

Just as Ian was about to open his mouth to contradict the other party, the closed door was suddenly pushed open, and a mysterious person wrapped in a cloak walked in from the outside.

"Who are you?!, and where are my men?" he slammed to his feet, one of his hands gripping the Mithril two-handed sword behind him, already in combat mode.

"Relax, it's me. Your pirates have simply been knocked unconscious. As he spoke, the intruder took off his hood, revealing an extremely young face, which was Zhang Cheng, who had just killed Aklem Gris.

"Master?!" Ian was visibly taken aback.

"That's right, it's me. Now I have something for you to do. Zhang Cheng completely ignored that there was an outsider in the room, and quickly expressed his intention.

"Please!" Ian, who had regained his composure, stroked his chest with one hand and bowed slightly.

Seeing the other party's humble posture, Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! I need you to integrate all the pirates around Luskan within half a month." Whether it is bribed, co-opted, or directly annexed by force, in short, I will see a powerful fleet in half a month. Tell me, can you do it?"

Ian's eyes widened in surprise, and it took a full minute before he frowned and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this......?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and interrupted, "You don't have to worry about interference from the Arcane Brotherhood. Because just a few hours ago, Akram Gris had been subjected to a rebellion and assassination, and had died at my hands. Right now, the inside of the spire is already in a fierce infighting, and there is no time to pay attention to the changes that have taken place in the outside world for the time being. ”

"What ?!!!"

"Aklem Gris is dead?!"

......

The two people in the room exclaimed in unison.

Especially the businessman Sampson, his forehead kept sweating, and the fat on his whole body kept shaking.

Zhang Cheng glanced at the fat man, and continued to say to his subordinates meaningfully: "Remember! You only have half a month! If you can't complete the task after half a month, I will think that you don't have such ability." Treat people who are incompetent, you should know what I will do. ”

"Rest assured, I won't let you down. Also, I want to ask, why are you in such a hurry to integrate the pirates?" Ian clenched his fists, his eyes bursting with intense ambition.

"Quite simply, I had a hunch that war was coming. This time, our enemy is likely to be a coalition of Waterdeep and Winterfell. How is it, do you have the confidence to teach them an impressive lesson?" Zhang Cheng had a faint smile on his face, and he didn't seem to take his opponent seriously at all.

"Hahahaha! The combined forces of Waterdeep and Winterbreaker? I'm glad to have such a stepping stone. If I'm not mistaken, you've already sent someone to mobilize an army hidden deep in the frozen wasteland, haven't you?" Ian laughed happily, his laughter filled with excitement and anticipation.

What do people live their lives for?

Perhaps some people who claim to be kind will say that they live for affection, for the happiness of their loved ones, friends, and lovers.

But the strong who really stand at the top of the pyramid structure will say, for fame, power, power, and money.

He undoubtedly belongs to the latter group, eager to stand on high and receive the hateful, fearful, and adoring gazes of countless people......

"I appreciate your ambition. Go for it, and if you can please me, I don't mind giving you what you want. ”

As the last word fell, Zhang Cheng turned around and disappeared at the end of the gloomy corridor. He knew that his men knew what to do next.

Poof!

Not long after Zhang Cheng left with his front foot, Sampson immediately knelt down, and pleaded with a trembling voice: "Don't ...... Don't kill me! I swear I didn't hear anything! I won't go out and talk nonsense!"

"Hehe, do you think I believe these ridiculous assurances?" Ian sneered and drew his weapon.

"I ...... You know, I have a very large Chamber of Commerce, with a dozen good cargo ships, dozens of four-wheeled carriages, and you can buy anything you need. "The fat man is desperately trying to show his strength just to survive this crisis.

He is not a fool, he knows how important what he just heard, under normal circumstances, he will be 100% killed, and the only chance is to make the other person feel that he is still useful.

"Oh, tell me, what can you offer me?" Ian put his sharp sword on the merchant's neck, a playful expression on his face.

"I can...... I can...... By the way!Food!I can raise enough food for you!Didn't the lord mention that he had a large army to go south?I can prepare plenty of food for this army!" Sampson was in a hurry, and gave himself what he thought was a good condition.

Ian, who originally planned to cut off the merchant's head directly, heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he quickly transformed into a dragonman form, and gently patted the other party's cheek: "Congratulations, my dear friend, you have successfully moved me, and at the same time saved your own life......"

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