But Freya didn't say anything. Just look at the concave, ※ look pitiful, so I had to swallow the second half of the sentence back, and dropped a sentence: "I, I'm too lazy to care about the two of you" Brando had long known that Fu Juya was a hard-faced and soft-hearted person, so he had already poured his bag on the table" Ding Dang dropped out a few silver coins, about four or five hundred tors. He was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he only had such a small amount of money. He had received a handful of inferior gems from Alberton's booty and sold them for a good price in Ankze, with tens of thousands of tors. He divided the money into three parts and handed them over to Roman and Freya for safekeeping, and then he remembered that his money had almost run out of money in Ankze's purchase of evening primrose, fluorescent moss and black mage These three magic materials with gold acorns can refine high-level magic potions that stimulate the will attribute in a short period of time, and the berserk medicine known as wizards is a luxury item that is hard to find in the game, and it is estimated that it should be more sought after in this world.

But this thing is like the elf princess of the million-dollar Thor in his hand, "Dark Flare." It is an investment that will not bear fruit in the short term. Especially the painting, he found that he could not get rid of it for a while, and now he regretted a little that he had left it to Charles, knowing that it would be nice to have a gold or silver vessel or two at that time.

A treasure like this with its distinctive features is not an easy commodity to sell on the black market, unless he can find a more personal channel. However, Brando kind of wanted to scold his mother because he didn't have so many worries when he was a player, and players didn't need to think about how they were in the old mood

He lined up the money on the table and sighed, "It seems that I only have that little money, but Freya should have some there."

"You, why did your affairs come to me again?" Freya almost didn't come back in one breath, she glared at Brando viciously, but still took out the money bag: "Damn, anyway, our travel expenses are in it, you, you can do it yourself"

There were about four thousand tors in the pocket that Freya threw on the table, and Brando was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

It's been almost a month since he left the Dragus region, and in the past few days, he, Roman, Barto Yao, the alchemist Tamar and his son have almost all been in charge of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the six of them in Ankze, and Freya is in charge of the six people, plus four horses, and the money for hiring a carriage, Brando took it for granted that there should not be much left of the travel expenses he gave Freya, but he didn't expect that there was so much left!

I didn't expect Freya to be quite good at running a family, he couldn't help but think about it.

"Y-What are you looking at? Noticing Brando's gaze, Freya was stunned, and couldn't help but lower her head and check herself, could she be wearing the wrong clothes?

"It's nothing, I just think Freya is really virtuous, and I don't know who is so lucky to marry such a girl in the future?." Brando replied as he looked at her.

"Freya is Roman's Roman, and Roman is laughing a lot on the side.

The girl's face with a long ponytail was as red as the sunset, and her heart couldn't stop pounding: "What a blessing, you, what are you talking about, this kind of boring words."

She immediately glared at Roman viciously: "And you, Roman, shut up for me."

Unfortunately, Miss Merchant, who had already ignored the attack, smiled and took out a money bag, as shriveled as Brando. She shook the empty bag and replied, "Roman doesn't have any money." ”

"Damn, where's your money!" Freya was stunned and immediately couldn't help asking. At the beginning, Brando divided the money into three equal parts, but it stands to reason that this businessman lady is the one who should not use the money the most, right?

"I need money to get the news, Freya. And I also bought a warehouse and stocked up on some wine.

"You bought a warehouse?" Freya was stunned, when?

"When Freya isn't looking."

"You're going to have to say this kind of thing

Roman thought about it seriously for a moment, and shook his index finger mysteriously: "The little secret of the merchant."

"Secret, you're big!" Freya was so angry that she was speechless for a moment, but she also knew that Roman was like this. It seems that the conversation is unsustainable for a while.

"Little Roman, you're storing wine, not food?" Brando asked.

"Well, Brando, it's mainly the gin and the Yusong sweet wine merchant lady nodding her head.

Brando carefully looked at the clean and distinct face in front of him, and Roman also stared at him with bright eyes, and the girl's eyes seemed to be full of curiosity.

"You expected the war to end in July?" Finally, the young man couldn't help but ask.

"A little later, Roman didn't expect things to take such a turn for the worse, but Mardara's army stopped at Dragus, and I think they're going to hunt for another prey? Isn't it often said that the timing of war lies on the front line, and the commander of the undead should know this.

"But no matter what, the nobles will need a celebration after the war, isn't everyone talking about it?" Miss Merchant, wrenching her fingers, replied. "How do you know one" Roman. Freya didn't dare to look at her in disbelief, and the little secret of the merchant, Miss Merchant's tail was cocked into the sky again.

"You're a really fast learner." Brando couldn't help but stretch out his hand and flick the forehead that little Roman leaned over with a small smug face, so that the latter covered his forehead, raised a pair of small eyebrows and retracted it, and complained vigorously: "No, don't play, Brando!" ”

But Brando thinks it might have nothing to do with learning, but just an instinctive acumen. In any case, it is really rare for a girl with such a talent as Little Roman.

He looked at the three more on the table. With less than five thousand tors in cash, he thought about it for a while, and found that there were indeed many places where he had to maintain his current status and realize his plans step by step when he arrived in Pragues. Not to mention the construction of the territory in the future, it is even more expensive, as the saying goes, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, and there are a large number of people under Leto who are counting on him to raise Brando rubbed his forehead, he found that he missed a very important step in his schedule, and it seems that making money must be on the schedule first.

However, he didn't count on the high-grade magic potions, "Darkglow, the princess's paintings, and the Endless Ice earrings, the buyers of these things were either not very sensitive in the backwoods of the southern Golan Elson, or they were not available.

Unless it's in Kurk, the capital of Golan Elson. Whether it's the free port of Ampesel in the north, the city of White Sails, or the kingdom's capital, Mendros, where there are plenty of bigwigs who spend a lot of money, and whatever you sell on the underground black market won't attract too much attention.

Brando thought about it, the only way for him to make money at present was about alchemy, except to be a god stick, of course, the former is not easy to say, but the risk of being burned at the stake is certain. So it's safer to use alchemy. What's more, he also has Tamar as an assistant, so it is even more secure.

Anyway, those nobles are conspirators, small tree crystals, graveyard dust, Alberton's loot and refined poisons, they must like it very much, and the extra evening primrose, black mage, and fluorescent moss can also be used as some mana potions, which must be sought after by those intermediate wizards.

Thinking about this, he asked, "Roman, how much do you want, is 100,000 tors enough?" ”

"One hundred thousand?" Freya was taken aback: "Brando, how can we have so much money?." "I heard that Count Naggin has a lot of money in his treasury," replied Brando, rubbing his chin.

"You, you" The pony-tailed girl's face turned white at once, and judging by Brando's cousin in Ridenburg, she was really afraid that he would really be such a concubine.

However, Miss Merchant did not look worried at all, and replied heartlessly: "It would be better to have a little more, Roman conservatively estimates that it will be doubled."

"Roman, don't make trouble on the side, try to persuade Brando, he intends, intends." Freya looked carefully left and right, and never planned to come out, she was afraid that she would be heard by others, so she immediately reported the nearby local Shizhong, I am afraid that the three of them will not even be able to get out of this hotel.

"Freya, Brando can be trusted." Roman replied.

"Trust your size!"

Freya almost didn't get, but she thought about it. It was decided that Brando must not be allowed to rob the nobles' treasury. The last time I escaped from prison in Ridenberg was just a last resort, this time I can't do anything.

The girl managed to convince herself that she was only acting out of righteousness, not fearing that Brando would be on the gallows.

Thinking about this, she calmed down and sat down, glaring at Brando fiercely.

"Anyway, what did Brando do you want to bring everyone to this village early in the morning?" When she calmed down, she suddenly realized another problem.

The human village on the avenue looked like nothing more than a settlement, with twenty-three households, and an inn in one of those unnamed villages, according to Brando, where there was not a single point on the map.

But they had been here for half the morning.

She couldn't help but glance at Brando.

What Freya didn't expect was that Brando was also a little impatient to wait. It's been almost half an hour since he sent Bartom out, but he hasn't come back yet, could it be that he was wrong?

But he looked out through the wooden window of the inn and saw that it was this place, and Brando didn't think that his memory had faded to the point where he couldn't even remember such a place. When he saw the old mangyhead by the carriage on the avenue outside, and the style of the buildings behind it, he was convinced that he had not come to the wrong place.

Could it be that the person hasn't moved here yet, but doesn't it mean that he was there from the beginning of the game?

He couldn't help but frown.

Then he finally saw a striking red appear on the corner of the street, it was Barto Yao's red beard.

Brando raised an eyebrow.

Fourth, today's fourth update, 15,000 words, the next chapter is ready to be a 5,000-word chapter, celebrating the first flight of the fourth generation, and 20,000 words, I am really worthy of the country and the people

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