Characters in this chapter: (Manid), (Sercius), (Brock), (Hatheron), (James), (Bestul).

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Chapter 017: (Merchant-Merchant)

At noon, the tavern hall.

At this time, the tavern was deserted, and only a few customers frequented it, except for Manid, who waited here for news. Sertius and his friend Brock were discussing things in the upstairs room.

"Dear Mr. Manid," said the tavernkeeper, completely immersed in the heavy ledger, without raising his head. "I suggest you don't drink anymore, you've drunk six or seven bottles of my wine in one morning!"

"If you are ready to go out of the city with all your possessions and the goods you have accumulated for a year, but you are robbed by a group of poor and crazy idiot robbers less than 30 miles after you leave the city, I believe that I swear to the god of Lu that you will drink more than I do!

"Don't be upset Manid, it's as common in Calradia as war!" said the tavernkeeper, who finally came out of the ledger, brought three bottles of wine and sat down across from the fat merchant.

"Yes, you're right, Calradia is full of risks and opportunities. Manid took a glass of wine, then confided in frustration. "But my brother is still in the hands of the bandits, who have robbed me of my goods and are not satisfied, a group of greedy robbers. ”

The tavern keeper soothed, "Didn't the knight upstairs send his men to help you rescue him?" he brought himself a glass of wine, and continued. "Those Nord soldiers are all strong and strong, and I heard that these northerners are even more brave and fearless when they fight. ”

Manid had no doubt about the ability of the Nord soldiers to fight, and he even believed that the Nords who had come by boat from the far frigid lands were the strongest race in the entire world. Otherwise, how could these northerners be able to take away a large area of land along the northern coast from the hands of the Karad Empire.

"Damn, my father told me that he would kill me if he lost all his possessions!" Manid poured himself another glass of the tavernkeeper's only wine on the continent that was said to be the only wine that was not mixed with water, and was stopped by him as soon as he reached his mouth.

"I think you're right," the tavernkeeper said to Manid in a serious tone. "But as far as I know, you said your father had been dead for ten years, didn't you?"

"Did I say that?"

"I swear to God!" the tavernkeeper raised his delicate hand with a serious face. Manid looked at him in disbelief, but he couldn't see any falsehood in the other man's eyes.

Manid shook his shoulders helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "Okay! Looks like that's the only thing I'm thankful for!" and then prepared to drink the first few glasses of the day, but the tavernkeeper stopped him again.

"Mr. Manid," said the tavernkeeper with a grimace. "I have to tell you, if you drink this wine, your spending with me will exceed 300 dinars, and your payment will be zero!"

"What?300 dinars?" Manid's face was full of shock, and his brows suddenly tightened, a little annoyed. "Damn, when did your liquor here become so expensive, 300 dinars can buy a good set of knight's equipment. ”

"You're drinking the best wines," the tavern keeper reminded him. "And you've already drunk no less than ten bottles. I wonder how you got all this wine in your stomach. ”

"That's not something you profiteers should worry about. Manid cursed under his breath.

"What?"

"Oh, I mean I'll pay you back when I have the money," Manid said cheekily. "But you also know that my goods have been robbed by robbers, and all my money has been pressed on them. ”

"Oh, is it?" the tavernkeeper looked at him in disbelief. Manid, on the other hand, kept his head down, not daring to make eye contact with him.

The tavernkeeper walked over to Manid and sat down, his right hand around his neck, and his left foot directly on the bench. Manid looked at him warily and punched or stabbed him suddenly.

"See those scum!" the tavernkeeper pointed to the mercenaries nestled on the benches not far away.

"See, what's wrong!" Manid breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can be like them, be a person who only recognizes money and not morality, and extort adventurers or merchants who need protection, and squeeze out all their money!" Apparently the tavern owner was a little excited at the mention of money.

"Let me think again!" said Manid, bowing his head and taking a sip of the 300 dinar wine.

The tavernkeeper looked at him hesitantly, and pointed to the other side, which was occupied by a group of strong-bodied Nord warriors.

"Or, like them, pay for their poor salaries, fight the equally unlucky ones on the battlefield, and if you're lucky, you might become a general in a few years, or maybe you'll be shot through the heart by a Vecchian arrow or smashed in the head by a Nord axe just after you enter the battlefield!" said the tavernkeeper in a motion to wipe his neck and make an exaggerated noise.

Hearing his words, Manid's body shook involuntarily, he didn't want to go to heaven to find his father too early. You can't be a soldier, uh! It would be nice if you could stay and be a buddy for the tavernkeeper, the pay is a little lower, but it's safer than being a mercenary, and you even have alcohol every day.

"Uh, isn't there a shortage of people in your shop—" he was about to say what he thought.

"What?" the tavernkeeper didn't seem to believe his ears.

"I mean, I'll be your buddy, 50 dinars a month, and besides, with such a big tavern, can you take care of a single man?" Before meeting the tavernkeeper, Manid had always thought that he and his father were the most stingy men in the world.

"How can you have such a terrible idea, you can drink my wine, and beat me for money. The tavernkeeper glared at Manid.

"Oh, friend, listen to me and tell me we're just exchanging for an equal price!" Manid quickly explained.

"Don't think like that! Do you know how much tax the tax collector charged me a month? That's 500 dinars! And you want me to add another 50 dinars, do you know how much you can sell for 50 dinars, it's equivalent to 5 big bags of beef jerky, 10 bags of smoked fish, 4 bottles of wine, he can even get a down-and-out aristocratic lady to sleep with you, and you want me to give you so much a month, oh my God, do you want my life!!" the tavern keeper jumped up and shouted loudly.

Everyone around looked at him, which made Manid extremely embarrassed. "Then what do you want me to do! I want to work here to pay you back, but you are reluctant to pay your salary, how do you want me to pay it back, do you want to block the road and rob it? In any case, I have made up my mind, unless someone wants to hire me now, I will not give up my idea!" Manid looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"I can hire you!" came the voice of a freelancer from the second floor of the tavern.

Manid looked up. "Knight, are you joking?"

"Mr. Manid, I have heard what you have just said, and as far as I know, you have nothing left! If you have no solution, what about following me, 300 dinars a week, knowing that this is the war mercenary fee for two Swadiya knights. ”

"Well, my lord, I'm just a businessman!"

"Don't worry, I hired you for business!" Sercius looked at him. "Besides, it's just an employment fee. No matter how many dinars you help me earn, minus the value of my goods, and the rest of the dinars will be half of us!"

Serseus is now the lord of Svadia, and there are many cumbersome things in the territory that he needs to manage and deal with, he has no more time and energy to take care of business, and finding a suitable person to make money for him is the best choice.

Manid's breath suddenly became rapid, "Really, my lord, you, you, you......" He was speechless with excitement. "I mean, you're so generous!"

Manid had long planned to take refuge in a nobleman, but the question was that the nobleman would take care of the small merchant? In Calradia, the merchant was as humble as the burgher, and even if he stayed in Dehrim, Manid could not compete with the merchants with whom Dehrim had complicated relations.

Behind these people almost all stood the aristocracy, which was destined to be unfair competition.

And if you go around to trade, you don't just need a certain amount of military support, because there is no safe road in Calradia, whether it is woods, meadows or mountains, no one can predict whether they will encounter small groups of enemies such as robbers and robbers in the green forest.

Moreover, every castle or town in which the merchants had to pay a high fee whether they traded or not, who would make these places their private fiefdoms.

"Don't get so excited, my friend!" Sercius said, patting Manid on the shoulder.

The free-knight threw a bulging money bag on the table, which contained about 400 dinars. The tavern owner snickered there with his money bag, but soon his laughter was soon drowned out by the noise coming from outside.

Hatheron and Besture were the first to strode in from outside the tavern, followed by a young girl and a thin young man, and the Nord soldiers followed with heavy wooden chests and bags.

When Manid saw his brother, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked with a concerned face, "James, tell me if you are hurt?"

"Don't worry," James said. "I didn't do anything, they didn't treat me badly!"

"Thank God!" Manid said abruptly. "Oh, and most of all, thank you Lord Knight and your warriors. ”

"Mr. Manid, I have returned the goods to you. Sercius then commanded his servant. Hatheron chose eight of the strongest soldiers to stay and let them follow Bestur's orders later. ”

"Yes, master!" Hatheron replied, though confused.

The freelancers turned to face the Kugit again. "From now on, you will be responsible for protecting Mr. Manid and escorting the goods. "And your remuneration will be paid by Mr. Manid later!"

"Obey your orders!

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