The cavalry marched forward in the thin sunlight, the men and horses exhaled a thick white mist in the cold air, the horses' hooves stepped on the stone slabs of the street, and the heavy steps made a "da-da" sound, and when one of the cavalrymen in the front raised his head, he was already less than fifty meters away from No. 71 Metasequoia Street.

For a cavalryman on horseback, this was just a short distance, in an instant.

The big characters on the "Black Dragon's Eye" signboard are right in front of you.

By this time, Gross had already found out, and he took his companion, Miss Mage, and the young girl Eve, pretending to be customers, into a shop in a nearby alley—

It's a nondescript grocery store filled with bottles and cans of all shapes and sizes, heavy wooden crates, and stacked bundles of tanned animal skins on shelves against the walls.

There seemed to be many kinds, and just by looking at the color and material of the coat, Gross and his companions recognized sheepskin, deerskin, wolfskin, and bear skin. It seems that this is a shop that mainly deals in animal skins -

In the Elantra kingdom, especially in the Northlands where the winters are cold, the skins of these animals are considered an excellent clothing material, which can effectively keep the body warm and resist the cold.

A few people casually browsed the goods.

The whole store is a square room, and the interior space was originally very spacious, but because of the shelves, wooden boxes and some sundries piled up everywhere, it suddenly seemed crowded-

On one side of the doorway is a counter that is more than half a person long, and you can see the wood of its own material, and in some corners, you can still find traces of insect bites.

A group of heavily wrapped merchants in bullshit hats negotiate with the owner of the shop about the trade of goods.

"Miss Vivien, you see, the quality of the wolf skin this time is not as good as last time. So, in terms of price, can you adjust it appropriately? ”

One of the merchants, with a round face and a short, barely visible neck, smiled at the back of the counter. His left hand clutched several blue-gray wolf skins, while the index finger of his right hand searched for holes or holes in the wolf skins.

In ordinary hunting, it is completely normal for the fur of the prey to appear in this kind of damage, after all, all hunters cannot be expected to be sharpshooters who can shoot an arrow into the eye of the beast and hunt accurately, but in front of these merchants, this flaw becomes a good bargaining excuse.

A slender lady, a young girl, to be exact, quickly stood up in the background of the counter.

She has a standard oval face, with neat facial features and a few brown freckles on her nose and cheeks. Judging by the expressions of this group of merchants, she should be the Miss Vivien.

She unceremoniously snatched the wolf skins from the merchant's hand, and a pair of originally gentle eyes suddenly bulged viciously, "Safin, you bastards, every time you find an excuse to press my price, but this time, you will not succeed no matter what." ”

With a "snap" of her palm on the counter, she pressed down on the wolf skins.

"It's not easy to find some goods right now, and the snow has begun to fall in both Serris and Anjou, and furs are in high demand. So, do you want to love it or not? ”

With that, she turned around and stopped paying attention to the merchants.

Gross was standing right beside her.

"Is there anything you need? Mr. ”

The girl regained a gentle smile. She looked at the outfits of the Gross and the others, then at the girl Eve, and finally stopped at Miss Lady Lady, Lady-

Miss Mage wore a white cloak with a goose-yellow velvet coat inside, and at the neckline, you could faintly see the extremely well-made mage robe.

Except for the very ordinary cloth cloaks, they are all quite good colors.

The daughter of a rich nobleman.

After realizing this, the smile on her face became more and more eager.

Gross felt that the face seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Kind of like that Miss Vera."

Oliver said suddenly, it seems that this feeling is not the bandit leader alone, and Scott and Levine beside him nodded in unison.

The same mountain people's blood, judging from the outline of their facial features, is extremely similar to that mountain people's girl merchant.

"Do you think this lady and Miss Vera have anything to do with it?"

Levine asked quietly.

"Maybe it's her daughter?"

Oliver's answer didn't lower his voice.

I saw that the smile on the young girl's face quickly solidified at a visible speed, and she gritted her teeth, and suddenly showed a somewhat angry expression.

"Did you see Vera?"

Her voice was no longer gentle, but from her answer, some of the guesses of several people had already acquiesced. She stared at Oliver, her tone suddenly becoming serious and cold, "She's my sister, but I don't think you're a good kid, so please stay away from her." ”

This girl is so fierce!

Oliver couldn't help but whisper.

It has to be said that a woman's intuition is an extremely scary thing. Oliver didn't make a sound, but the girl's dark brown brows could be seen raised.

A picture of a stormy approach.

With such a spicy girl, can she marry herself?

Several people, including Gross, as well as the group of businessmen on the side, couldn't help but feel related at the same time, and sighed silently.

Beyond the alley, the sound of horses' hooves in the metasequoia streets came to an abrupt end.

The cavalrymen rolled over and jumped off their horses, and one by one they streamed in through the gates of the "Black Dragon's Eye".

As soon as the captain Leslie stepped into the lobby of the tavern, he saw a strange scene.

There was a large crowd of figures all around, but the atmosphere was eerily quiet. "Dogtooth" Onee fell to the floor like a dead dog, a splash of red blood in front of him.

"Murder! It's murder! Captain Leslie, get the hell! ”

The young master of the Collins family, Sidney Collins, accompanied by the "bald" Crock, came to the hall of the tavern, and when he saw the tragic situation of One, he remembered that the young mercenary had unceremoniously swept his face, and couldn't help but raise the male duck's throat and shout wildly.

The city guards of Karthas belonged to the direct forces of the lord Corinth, and in most cases, they were responsible for the security of the city.

Without paying much attention to Sidney's shouts, Leslie walked over with a calm face.

He flipped Onne's body over with gloves on, except for his nose, which was not shaped like a lump of minced flesh hanging from his face, and he soon found that the man was still breathing.

In other words, the charge of murder is not established, but "intentional wounding" cannot be escaped.

"Master Sidney, what about those people?"

His gaze only glanced at the face of the "bald" Crocker, and then at Sidney.

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