"I'm sorry... That's a lot to say, you don't do it out of compassion.

Mercenaries are motivated by money, and rest assured, I will pay handsomely for your help. “

Sherlock kept a polite but somewhat detached smile and presented a title deed.

There is no banking system in the world that conveniently, and even if there is, it is limited to prosperous areas. Anything like a silver ticket or bankbook cannot be used nationwide.

When ordinary people want to use a large amount of money, they naturally bring a large money bag, and in order to be portable, some people will choose gemstones. It's safer to carry some title deeds like Sherlock.

Generally speaking, it is to borrow a large amount of money from the merchant under the notarization of the local nobles and the temple as collateral, and then send someone to send the money with interest and redeem the title deed.

"This title deed can be mortgaged to borrow about one hundred and fifty gold coins, which is more than enough as a commission......"

"Alas......" Luo Ming suddenly sighed. Sherlock raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"I'm sorry, I have to clarify. This lovely Miss Granty, who followed me, was a young swordsman. “

As he spoke, Luo Ming raised his hand and stretched out his index finger—a dark blue glow was faintly visible on it.

This is the release of fighting energy, any high-level swordsman can do it, and there is no reason why the noble young master on the opposite side can't recognize it.

He pointed, and Granty only stretched out his right arm, and his index finger didn't even touch it, but when there was still a little distance, it was blocked by a golden light.

Luo Ming connected his fingers again, and the speed was extremely fast, and ordinary people were afraid that they would be easily killed by his index finger, but Granty moved his arm slightly, so that every impact was useless.

Blue and gold collide with each other, like two rays of light intertwined, and like two streams of water hitting each other, producing a slight crackling sound.

Unlike the line of fighting qi released by Luo Ming, the fighting qi released by Grant covered the entire arm, and there was no doubt that only a sword master could do this to this extent.

Sherlock was stunned to find that he had encountered a big problem, similar to the one that Hendrick had encountered not long ago.

It is true that a sword master is not a big man, but he is not to be taken lightly.

The nobility of the nobility lies in the fact that they have a vast land and thousands of people, and can produce a lot of wealth to support the strong and the army.

And the strong themselves are feared because of their strength - if the high-level swordsman is still within the realm of the mundane, the swordsman has already taken the first step to the otherworld.

A high-level swordsman is just physically stronger than ordinary people, and can release a line of fighting qi to form a sword qi - it can be replaced by an unusually sharp sword.

And the sword master has formed the core of Dou Qi, and his control over Dou Qi and his Dou Qi reserves have increased a lot. The most intuitive point is reflected in the release of Dou Qi - the swordsman can briefly use Dou Qi to cover the whole body, which is equivalent to a layer of armor with zero weight.

Ordinary stray arrows and ordinary people wielding weapons are difficult to penetrate this layer of defense. You can wear another piece of leather armor or chain mail inside, and generally only high-level swordsmen will be able to break through the defense and damage them.

And the swordsman is more physical, agile, faster, and more powerful than the high-level swordsman, which means that the probability of the high-level swordsman hitting their body is not high.

Although this state varies from person to person, and generally only lasts for a few seconds to a dozen seconds, it is already very remarkable.

An ordinary soldier can be demoralized when faced with an invulnerable enemy, even for a few seconds.

If you take this opportunity to assassinate the nobles, the success rate is not small - the big nobles will naturally have masters as bodyguards, and the conditions for the small nobles will be limited.

Of course, a sword master who has exhausted his fighting spirit will basically not be able to escape after the assassination is completed, which is equivalent to exchanging one life for another. But it's the same with the little nobles who were killed, everything is empty when people die, and even if the swordsman can't escape, it's meaningless.

Therefore, having reached the level of a sword master, he really deserves the respect of the little nobles - not that he is afraid, but since the other party is a person who has the ability to threaten his own safety, why should he be an enemy of him?

Moreover, a person with such force, as long as he does not commit adultery, generally speaking, sooner or later he will join the aristocratic class.

When Grant showed off the strength of the swordsman, Sherlock's face was already a little shaken.

Of course, having a swordsman to act as a bodyguard is much safer than a high-level swordsman.

But of course, the reward should also be increased accordingly - at the moment, he really hated to say, "You don't do anything out of compassion." The mercenary is motivated by money" in the previous moment of his own words.

In this way, Luo Ming has no worries at all and can bargain as much as he wants. Money can send two high-ranking swordsmen, but for one swordsman, it is a little more difficult, and you have to pay a higher price.

"In that case...... How about I get paid for this title deed?"

Sherlock showed Lockin the contents of the title deed - although he was the weaker side in terms of strength, the Grant was clearly at his orders, and he was probably the one who made the decision.

"Three hundred and fifty-five acres of middle and upper class arable land, five acres of vegetable land, twenty-five acres of grassland, four cows, one of which is a dairy cow, five serfs, a dozen chickens and ducks, two pigs, four sheep......"

As the saying goes, the landlord's family has no surplus food, at least Luo Ming does not see a tendency to squander at will in the heir of this baron. He even has to estimate the number of chickens and ducks, which can be described as a model of thrifty housekeeping.

Of course, the chickens and ducks of this era are not the same price as the broiler chickens and ducks that are raised in batches by thousands of people in modern times, and the price of a chicken is about equal to the income of ordinary people for two or three days.

Sherlock's terms seem pretty good...... But without Aya reminding him, Luo Ming could see that he was actually a little lucky.

Normally, hiring a swordsman to make a move once, the price is so-so, and it is no problem to add Luo Ming, a high-level swordsman.

But the current situation is that the two of them have to escort the young master all the way back to the territory more than 1,500 miles away, and then guard him until he lives to inherit the family business. During this time, it is not known how many people wanted his life.

In fact, it is a distance of seven or eight hundred kilometers, and it can be done in one day by taking the highway on the earth, and it only takes an hour to take a plane.

But although there are ways to travel quickly in this world, they do not exist in Bijin City, and the fastest can only be taken by horse-drawn carriage, walking more than 100 kilometers a day.

If the price is not increased several times on the basis of the ordinary, it is completely equivalent to doing a big wrong.

Most likely Sherlock guessed that Grant had only been "promoted" to a swordsman for a short time, and felt that she still didn't know how much her strength was worth, so she could use this to save a little.

It is a good quality to be diligent and thrifty, but if you want to save the remuneration you pay yourself, Luo Ming will not pretend not to be unaware.

"Master Sherlock, may I ask, is your life important, or is this property important?"

Luo Ming crossed his hands and put on a serious posture, as if he was the commander of a robot work on the earth, and it seemed that an invisible power was gradually formed.

Sherlock looked at him, his fingers shaking.

On the one hand, it was based on his confidence in the power he held in his hands, and on the other hand, it was also Sherlock's own guilt. In addition, the apostle status of His Highness the Black Sun also played a certain role at this time.

He is equivalent to a divine envoy, and he is naturally too much higher than mortals in rank, even if his strength is low now, he will not be inferior to a mere baron, let alone the heir of a baron.

This oppressive force is low, but it is there.