'Goo-dong', 'Goo-dong', greasy and bloated Pryushkin once again poured the warm boiled water that Old Tom had so kindly added to the notched teacup.

The water tasted very bad, and even if it was boiled, the water still had a faint bitter taste.

But it still surprised Pryushkin.

Because the last time I came here, the water here was still very problematic, and Tom, a stingy old ghost, had never been so generous with him.

Drinking water and food have always been a big problem for the villagers of Beira Village.

This has always been Pryushkin's unprofitable way to make money.

And now, these two roads seem to have been cut off.

After all, there was originally a water diversion channel in Beira Village, which extended from the Warcraft Forest, which was enough for the villagers to use water for daily use.

And Pryushkin, on his second trip to the village of Bella, instructed the men of his caravan to destroy the aqueduct.

In this way, every time he traveled, he could earn pearls from the villagers of Beira by carrying a few buckets of water from the forest.

Simply there is no smarter businessman in the world than him.

But then, his financial path did not prosper.

Because these damn villagers dug cisterns and relied on the rain from the sky to alleviate the crisis.

There is nothing he can do about it, no matter how smart he is, he can't make it rain.

Fortunately, God didn't come back to shelter these miscellaneous pieces.

There are always times when there is a drought and little rain here, so that Pryushkin will not be busy.

With a smirk on his face, Pryushkin couldn't help but ask:

"Oh, my old friend, I'm glad to see that you've solved the drinking water problem.

Have you dug a new cistern?

Forgive me for not seeing it in the village. ”

The folds on Old Tom's smiling face deepened, "No, this is a gift from our lord!" ”

Hearing the gift of the Earl Lord again, Pryushkin's eyebrows jumped.

"Old friend, we've talked long enough, when will the pearls exchanged this time be ready?"

As he was talking, he heard a commotion in the village, and all the villagers came out.

Old Tom's eyes lit up, "Ah, kind Mr. Pryushkin, there is a noble lord who wants to see you. ”

Suspicious, Pryushkin followed old Tom out of the humble house.

At this time, there were already a lot of people standing outside, and Pryushkin pushed through the crowd, and happened to see a red-robed arcanist behind him, as well as three well-equipped warriors and young nobles walking over, surrounded by the villagers to greet him.

The bright clothes of the nobles are particularly eye-catching against the ragged villagers.

It can be seen that Pryushkin, who is accustomed to big shots, does not care, but thinks that the young earl's clothes are much more shabby than those really big nobles with heads and faces in the imperial capital.

The merchant's eyes were the most keen, and when he saw the dirt on the shoes of the group, he had an inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart.

He doesn't even have a decent mount, and he deserves to be a small lord in the middle of nowhere.

However, the shiny 'stone' floating on the young lord's head made him feel as uncomfortable as swallowing a hundred flies.

Seriously, it was the first time that Pryushkin had seen a nobleman become an arcanist.

I just don't know what to say......

Charlie looked around her people, and it was easy to spot a group of oily-haired and powdery faces among the shabby-dressed villagers.

She didn't say much, and pointed directly at the chubby Pryushkin, after all, she had been waiting for such a day for a long time.

Following Scarface, now the head of the First Knights under the Reef Castle, with 6 people under his command, Stan Lee directly pulled out the weapon on his waist and walked over menacingly.

The mercenaries who are guarding Pryushkin are not decorations.

After all, they are superior in numbers.

But......

The red-robed Arcanist directly 'Arcane Warning'.

With the sound of Milami finally reciting the incantation with full confidence, "Water Cage"!

The red-robed arcanist, who was 'dumb' in both beast attack crises, finally washed away his shame.

With a confident chant, the Ayn Stone on his head glowed violently, and the arcane energy transformed into a frenzied water element, and ten large water balls appeared out of thin air in an instant.

The water balls directly devoured the panicked ten mercenaries, including one of the magicians who was chanting a spell.

'Gollum', the mercenaries of Pryushkin were caught off guard, and they poured a large mouthful of water into their mouths, spitting out countless small bubbles from their mouths and noses.

Charlie watched these mercenaries imprisoned in a large water balloon, struggling, but unable to escape from the 'cage', and their violent resistance could only spit out a string of cute little bubbles at the end.

Scarface, who rushed over, also pressed Pryushkin to the ground viciously, tying his limbs together like a wild boar.

Pryushkin kept screaming like a pig.

He was stunned, he didn't expect that this young noble lord who looked thin and thin would be so barbaric and tyrannical, without any kind of cultivation that a nobleman should have!

In the midst of the pain, he kept shouting that his daughter would be the future marquise, that he would be the in-law of the great nobles, and that he would give the scar man who was rude to him look good.

Charlie was also laughed at.

She couldn't help but kick Pryushkin's fat belly like water-injected meat.

"A bag of pearls, a bag of flour, yours, huh?"

Pryushkin finally shut up with a weak heart.

He squirmed his fat body, but unfortunately, he was too fat to turn over, so he could only talk to Charlie in a comical posture with his limbs tied upwards.

"Honorable, honorable lord, I am only a poor and poor foot merchant, please be considerate of us inferior people who also have to beg for a living. Woowoo woo ......"

"We trekked all the way through mountains and rivers, and paid a lot of protection money to the giant dragon that occupied the mountain range, so that we could come here and send some full-stomach food to these villagers who couldn't eat enough, woo woo, I was really wronged!"

Charlie raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this and asked, "Oh? Where are you from? ”

Pryushkin's eyes rolled, and he replied quickly: "Imperial capital, we are from the imperial capital.

You know, I'm also a person of some status there, and I'm really here to do business for charity, so that every subject of the Holy Platinum Empire can have enough to eat. ”

Charlie didn't say a word, she turned around and said to Jasmine, who was carrying a giant axe in a daze: "Jasmine, you come and kick him!" ”

Because Charlie found himself a dead scoundrel lying on the ground with his head hurting at all.

This kind of work is definitely not wrong when handed over to an axe to cut down a tree's 'violent one-meter-five'.

Pryushkin was so frightened that he didn't know where he had said the wrong thing.

Because he would never have thought that the nobles of this small place were also from the noble imperial capital like him, and they had nothing to fear there.

Jasmine kicked down, and a large piece of Pryushkin's stomach was sunken, and he wanted to roll in pain, but because his limbs were tied, he could only sway from side to side, looking very ...... There is a sense of picture.

Charlie rubbed his eyes, trying to forget the mental pollution of the image.

She squatted down, raised her hand and gently patted Pryushkin's fat head, "Na, tell you, I'm also from the imperial capital." Do you still pay the toll to the dragon? I didn't even see a single dragon scale all the way here! ”

After that, Charlie ordered Jasmine to continue to 'kill pigs', no, to teach this profiteer full of lies.

Old Tom had been watching, sweating profusely.

Seeing Charlie stand up, he gritted his teeth and walked over and whispered to Charlie.

"Lord Lord, you really can't treat these wandering merchants like this......"

Charlie frowned.

"Do you know how much money these damn liars cheated you out? The beads dug up from the shells of the sea are not something that can be exchanged for the price of a bag of grain. ”

After all, Old Tom had been the tax collector of the previous lord, and his horizons were broader than those of the villagers of Bella.

Charlie didn't think he could see the problem clearly.

Sure enough, Old Tom whispered back with a blank expression, "But, they are the only merchant group willing to come to Bella Village to do business......

At this moment, the villagers guarding the city gate came panting to report.

"Honorable lord, there is another group of traveling merchants outside the city gate!"

Charlie raised her eyebrows slightly, and she looked meaningfully at the dumbfounded old Tom.

"It seems that yours really fattened this greedy fat pig, otherwise you wouldn't have attracted this second fly that smelled 'blood'."

"Open the gates and let them in." Charlie commanded lightly.

"Charlie, do you want these people to hide?" Milami asked.

A simple arcane scholar always thinks about the problem, and he is afraid that the 'fate' of these people on the ground will scare away the merchant groups sent to his door.

Charlie nodded his toes and patted his red-robed mentor on the shoulder.

"Mentor, sometimes the carrot is compared with the stick, so that the disobedient donkey can do the grinding work well."