The barn wood board is finely polished, and the iron hoop and nail sheath are tightly stuck, and no matter how you look at it, it is a delicate and new bath barrel.

Adam was going to soak until midnight, so the water temperature was on the high side.

His face was not good, and he was even a little indifferent, this kind of ritualistic relaxation process should not actually exist for anyone else.

Boom~

"Rejoice, my lord, this is how warlords and lords are served. You're a good lord, and you deserve something better. ”

Adam frowned and sighed, his arms outstretched, and several pieces of soaked cloth were covered, and the youngest and most beautiful girls in the colony were gathered around the barrel.

In the rural customs, the girl bathing by the lake and the wild man taking a shower by the village are not strange.

Civilization is so weak in the face of survival, possession and pleasure will always occupy the mainstream, and the lord who has not spoiled the warbler must have a handsome male attendant.

The continent of Cundia is full of dangers, and it is a sad story that survivors do not have a proper place to confide and vent their stress.

Adam let them in because he didn't want a strong man to suddenly push the door in—the outcasts had little knowledge, but they had a lot of imagination.

"To be honest, I feel like a boiled goose being rinsed, hissing ......"

He stepped on a hard object and scooped it up from the water, but it turned out to be a broken branch.

【Camphor tea branches】

"Look, you've even added spices for me."

The women giggled, took it off, pulled it off, and threw it back into the water.

"If my lordship smells of blood and sweat every day, then we deserve to die."

The atmosphere is harmonious, and the pretty girl has already begun to joke.

"Mr. Adam, it's indoors now."

"What do you mean?"

"Now, can I impress you?"

A strange and ambiguous atmosphere began to fill the room with the rising smoke.

"You are a lord, you can bring girls who don't have a male companion in the stronghold to the room, of course, if there is a wedding, many warlords will also have the first night power."

Adam was not teased, on the contrary, in his knowledge reserve, he knew a lot about romantic affairs, and it was obvious that his predecessor was not a boring person.

But he pursed his lips and smiled, sometimes thinking too much, and after the ambition is huge, the desire also becomes complicated.

"Do you lords look like people who can't afford to buy a wandering warbler? I'm going to Taiganda, and I'll spend the Golden Crow and Silver Python when the time comes, and I can't use my identity to take anything from you. ”

The woman rubbing her shoulders laughed.

"Are you going to call Jane? That girl was so cute, and as soon as we said it, she really gave up this opportunity. ”

Adam's expression was calm, but the mist seemed more hazy.

The lotus root arm slipped down the neck to the chest, and the muscles were strong and had shallow marks.

"I know, my lord, you are also a hero who broke out of scars and swords, and you have done amazing things, so your heart is as tight as a flax rope."

Adam poured down slowly, making sure his expression was visible to all—as calm as the night, embracing all indulgences and desires.

"I never told you about it,"

He gestured his sword with two fingers, and it rolled down from the broad white scar on his chest.

"This scar was bandaged by Jane."

The tone was indifferent, there was no emotion in the statement, but it made his attitude clear to everyone.

The women all smiled and nodded, and it was rare for a living person to leave a wound of this size, so what Jane meant to the lord was obvious.

When they left, Adam breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no intention of bringing the girl with her on this trip, so how Jane should deal with it in the stronghold is also considered to be done.

……

【Hactl LV1】

[Extremely simple, only single parking is allowed, but it can also be regarded as giving money a place to go.] 】

Adam raised his hand at the crossing, and the morning light over the mountains swept away the aftertaste of last night from his fingertips.

The first trade route connected the village of Mathieu, and horse-drawn carriages traveled back and forth throughout the day, using money to buy surplus food to help the stronghold withstand the autumn cold and winter snow.

[Gold: 51335 (unit: Bronze Wolf)]

[Growth: -1020/day]

The loss-making trade will continue until Adam is able to secure the trading post of Taiganda and sneak out the entire route under the nose of Lord Arnold.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the crate was square, with a wooden hook, and the tail protruded, and it circled like a crown, and was tightly tied with linen.

The only frame with a roof in the stronghold was taken out by Adam and the others to Taiganda.

Luca Munch was in charge, and the seats were set high, so that if you looked back, you could look down on the packed goods, the seated lord, and the sleeping Sean.

"Two days or so before you can rest again. This guy should be able to drive, and we'll just have shifts when the time comes. ”

The little man was pressed into the river, and the sturdy man washed him like a pig.

Exhausted and almost dying, Sean was persuaded by Adam to come back with a dry red, and when he got drunk, he packed it and threw it in the carriage, and he still didn't know that he had traveled with the lord.

"Be kind to him, he has his own pride, the pride that comes from Anton Weisen, which makes him unable to rest on his laurels. Give us a chance, and we can live a good life......"

The conversation was abruptly stopped.

【Wheat grains】

Well?

The remarks flashed by.

"What's the matter, sir."

"Now start calling me by name, we are hunters from the mountains, selling seasonal products, changing jobs."

Lukka agreed, and he knew the truth.

"Stop!"

The horses neighed and stomped their heads and shook their heads, the shaking sound disappeared, and Sean was hit by the wine bottle in his arms, turned over and continued to sleep.

【Clods of soil inlaid with wheat grains】

Adam pondered, his fingers twisting, the mud crumbling, and only the bran kernel of wheat turned.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and the branches of the river branched into the forest, forming a swamp of mist and eerie sounds, and the stench of corpses and crows drifted through the air.

"Collar ...... Adam, what's the matter? ”

Lukka got out of the car and leaned over and asked in a low voice, his hand resting on the steel knife.

[Birds will rummage for evidence of pecking at those who have moved in a hurry.] 】

"I can go to Matthew Village before noon and make arrangements with the people who stay there to trade."

Adam recounted his plans in detail, and if he caused a stir in Taiganda, he was not sure that someone sensitive would track him down.

He attaches great importance to this fleeting sense of crisis - these traces of food may bury hidden dangers.

The stronghold is now hidden in a branch road, and it's not yet time to meet people, let alone meet a lord loyal to the kingdom!

There are only two cases in which a note appears.

It's either an active lookout, or it's a matter of fate.

"Where am I? Oh my God, I feel like I've been beaten. ”

Sean staggered out of the carriage.

The bottles gurgled and rolled down the grassy slopes, spun and squirted, cracking in the unseen shadows, and reptiles scattered.

Vomit~

"I heard he just drank some red soup."

Lukka looked disgusted.

"No, actually, he killed half of my walls of wine."

Adam chuckled and beckoned to Sean.

The other party's steps were vain, shaking his head, wanting to retrieve the memory of the disappeared hangover, and with the trust in his bones, he leaned over this way.

"Ahem, come on, professional merchant, what are you going to do with the dirt road that transports the grain?"

Adam recounted the discussion, and Sean sat on the ground, his eyelids heavy and threatening to fall down at any moment.

Lukka couldn't take it anymore and rolled up his sleeves.

"I'll throw him back in the car......"

"Barbarian, keep your mouth shut!"

Sean opened his eyes like a prisoner staring at a guard, and spoke before Luca could officially move.

"Find an old wagon and run back and forth between the riverbank and the cave with stones for a few days, there's only air left there, isn't it? Those who find traces will surely think that the grain has been taken away by ship! As for where it went, only the devil knows.

Finally, put the empty boxes, put the torn sacks, and find a place to dispose of them.

Hehe, don't you think that the wooden shelves that fell in the swamp were all the result of the merchants' drunkenness? ”

What is professional and sophisticated.

However, the next moment.

Sean rolled his eyelids and fell on his back on the dirt road.

Adam and Luca ignored it, they were still reminiscing about the profiteer's remarks just now, their voices were full of confidence, if it wasn't for the smell of wine wafting in the air, it must have been a wonderful speech!

"You see, it works, according to him."

"Yes first...... Adam, what now. ”

Adam laughed out loud and patted Sean who fell to the ground, like a gold lord caressing a running horse.

"Throw it in the car."