1. Caravans on the shores of Lake Kade

Lake Kade, one of the largest inland lakes on the mainland. It was originally a small border town, but in this gray area. To put it bluntly, it's a place prepared for the scum of humanity and the trade of dark creatures. Countless living and dead people have been sold to the merchants of the Dark Empire. On the other hand, rare slaves and goods also flowed into the wizarding empire.

However, one day a meteorite fell from the sky and flattened the entire city of Card. Legend has it that the meteorite was the work of a powerful legendary mage, but no one has confirmed this claim. Now that the city of Cade is gone, Lake Cade has become a must-pass place for merchants on the road.

And now on the shores of Lake Kader, a caravan is busy preparing to set up camp.

"A few of you, unload the cargo and see how many are dead. The dead must be separated, or if they die of disease, the superior goods that could have been sold to the blood clan can only be sold to the greedy wild dogs. A slightly chubby middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his face and scolded.

"Yes, Boss Aschem. The bearded mercenary Diese replied, then turned to the man behind him and said, "Why don't you hurry up and work quickly! This shipment of Lord Aschem is more valuable than your life." If something goes wrong, take off the leather armor and go to the corpse car to stay!"

"Yes, Boss!" a small and unenthusiastic voice sounded, and then a group of mercenaries in simple leather armor ran to the side of the carriage and opened the door brutally. The light of dusk entered the carriage, reflecting the numb faces inside.

"Get off, get off, pig!" said the mercenary, pulling the man in front of him with his hand as he spoke. The people inside did not respond to his words, but were pulled out of the carriage by force.

"It's just livestock. After tearing the last man off the carriage, the mercenary looked at the messy carriage and said.

"Originally, it was sold as a beast, so it is naturally a beast. It's a pity, if Kader City is still around, take people to the countryside and visit a few villages, and the goods to trade will be available. Then take it to the city of Card, and sell it for 200,000 gold coins! And then take the money, the mercenary can get 30,000, the leader can get 10,000, the introducer 10,000, and the others can get 200!" said Dees, his eyes full of yearning.

Then, for a woman who has not yet been sold, you can buy a clean woman for a hundred gold coins! Then, go home and spend half a year comfortably. Wait for the woman to be half dead, sell it to a brothel, and then be able to save up the deposit for the next 'purchase'. Dislu recalled with regret: "This is simply the day of the gods!"

"Yes, some eat, some sleep, some women, and money in their pockets. There's no need to take risks, and it's easy. Aschem said, "Of course you lazy pigs like this kind of thing!"

"But the good old days are gone, and now we have to earn some hard-earned money!" said Dees, "but Uncle Aschem has been merciful and has rewarded us poor people with a mouthful of food." ”

The mercenaries next to them echoed their boss's words loudly.

The poor man dragged the goods out, and with a few sharp knives, simply formed a circle, and put all the goods inside. Then use a large wooden barrel to wash away the "goods". A few unlucky bastards by the lake were washing the carriage of the carriage.

On the other side, a large tin bucket was boiling some slimy wild vegetables and vegetable roots, and the pot was bubbling and the sound was like boiling mud. Of course, there is actually a lot of muddy water in it.

Askum carefully pulled out a pale black bottle and dripped a little into the strangely smelling cauldron. Then a pale green ominous gas rose from the cauldron, and then the cauldron emitted a strange fragrance.

The seductive scent makes you can't help but move your appetite. A few mercenaries couldn't help but want to taste the delicious food in the pot.

Dis hurriedly yelled at them, "Do you want to be like them? If you do, you don't need to waste the precious alchemy potion, just join them." I'll spend the money I sold!"

A few greedy mercenaries hurriedly retreated, and said with a wry smile on their faces: "But isn't this thing too fragrant, otherwise we wouldn't be like this." Boss, will you become a virtuous person with those guys after eating?"

"Want to know, I wonder if you can just try it yourself?" Aschem said disdainfully, "Mind your own hands and feet." Those with unclean hands and feet will not come back if they go there. It's worth a lot of money to bring back someone's bench over there. ”

"Uncle Aschem, are the people in that place really that rich?" a mercenary asked curiously, "It seems that they have never been short of money." ”

"What do you mean by the people of that place?" replied Askeem, carefully stirring the cauldron, "The people there are beasts, and only those monsters in black clothes and red eyes have money, and they are a bunch of people who have lived for hundreds of years. They are all big customers, you can't look at people's eyes when you meet, you have to kneel, give people enough face, and serve comfortably. The money, naturally, will be in hand. ”

"And what if I accidentally offend them?" asked one of the mercenaries.

In an instant, both Dies's and Askem's faces became extremely ugly.

"You will die, all of us will die. He would come up with a large sum of money and kill all of our family members in front of us. Those guys have only pursued the so-called glory for a long time, and as long as they have the slightest offense, they will take revenge by any means. Aschem said.

The mercenary looked at the face of the boss in front of him, and then smiled wryly and underestimated that he was about to retreat.

The mercenary suddenly bumped into something in his back, and he turned his head in shock, only to see Diess standing behind him with a gloomy face.

"Boss, why are you standing behind me if you have nothing to do? The mercenary said with a hippie smile.

Without saying a word, Dice stepped forward and plunged a short knife into the mercenary's chest. Immediately the short knife twisted, and the mercenary's expression suddenly stiffened on his face, and then fell softly to the ground.

"Boss!" the remaining mercenaries stood up in horror, drew their weapons, and looked at Dis in front of them.

"He had irreverent thoughts, he had curiosity. If he had gone, we would all have died there. Diss said mechanically: "It's not that I'm unkind, it's that I took you to make this fortune, and I want more people to be able to get it back!"

At this time, the mercenaries didn't seem to be very satisfied with this answer, and still glared at Des, or at Aschem behind Des. In their eyes, it is naturally impossible for their boss to kill their own brother, so the only explanation is the fat man in front of them.

It's the head of the fat man who instigated him!

"What?" Aschem said sarcastically, looking at the many mercenaries in front of him, "You want to kill me?"

"Dead fatty, do you want to die?" said a mercenary scolding, no need to look at him to know that the fat man in front of him is a typical rich man at all. Such a person could not be his opponent at all, and as soon as the knife was raised, this cowardly creature would kneel on the ground and beg for his forgiveness. I want to avenge my brother, and then tell my eldest brother that this guy has nothing to be afraid of!

Just raise the knife.

But the mercenary was surprised to find that his hand seemed to be unable to move, and his body still walked towards the fat man in front of him, or flew towards the ring on the fat man's hand.

Aschem was satisfied with the poor soul in front of him and put it into his ring, then turned his head and laughed at the many mercenaries: "Maggot, do you want to continue, I am very short of souls, although your souls are not expensive, but they are also a good extra income." ”

"Wizard?" the mercenaries hurriedly retreated, wizards have always been synonymous with power and mystery. The fear of wizards is as if it were imprinted in the soul.

But Diess said with a grim face: "It's not a wizard, it's a warlock! a warlock who is more terrible and terrifying than a wizard!"