The waiter placed two glasses of colorful juice on the table, and before leaving, the waiter glanced at Marton, who exchanged eyes in the air for a short second before parting, but both understood what they wanted to say.

They are very good partners, and Marton is responsible for finding the right target on the street, and then tricking the target here through rhetoric. Marton is so handsome that he rarely rejects a target he has his sights set on him. Even if you don't want to do anything with Marton, you can sit down and rest for a while.

In particular, Marton has an extraordinary attraction to women, and at the same time is very clever in doing things. He never asks a female target to drink, as he knows very well that as soon as he orders an alcoholic drink, the target's wariness will grow exponentially, unless it is a woman who wants to have sex with him. So all the while, he would only order juice, and those targets would be happy with it.

At least it won't cause irreparable consequences because of drinking too much juice.

Two cups of juice, one with a spoon and one without a spoon. The juice with the spoon was added to something special, an expensive alchemical potion, and a small bottle cost ten gold coins. This alchemical potion is often prepared for some mercenary groups, many nobles like to raise some large animals or beasts, they are no longer satisfied with the specimens hanging on the wall, they like to watch live animals running around in their garden.

Docile animals are easy to do, and they can be caught as soon as they are swarmed up. But what about those beasts? Without harming the beast's body, this alchemical elixir came into being, and it only took a few blow needles to make a ton of beasts fall to the ground and fall into a coma.

It's just that Marton used this alchemy potion on people. Although it is very expensive, his goods are sold at a higher price, and this cost has long been ignored.

The very gentleman pushed the juice with the spoon in front of the girl, and the spoon was the code, indicating that the juice was added.

The girl took a sip of the juice, her eyes lit up, and she took another big sip.

Seeing the girl gulping down the juice, Marton's mouth couldn't close his smile, he knew that there were still about ten minutes before the drug took effect, so he needed to delay for a while, "This juice contains more than ten different kinds of fruit and vegetable juice, the taste is very good, slightly sour and astringent, but also fruity and sweet, it is a specialty of Charna." He also took a sip from his cup, "Charna is the border between north and south, and it is only here that you can find so many different fruits to make such a drink at the same time." ”

The girl nodded and put down her glass, "It's really delicious, it's the best juice I've ever had." She is not lying, in her hometown of the Far North Ice Field, there are only two kinds of fruit that can be eaten, one is the small berry that people under the ice field call the ice field fruit, which is only the size of a thumb, the skin is very thin, and most of the time there is a thick layer of frost hanging on the outside of this berry. After picking it up, take it in your mouth, and you only need a gentle push of your tongue to make the berry burst open at once.

The slightly sour taste breeds a particularly fresh and natural sweetness at low temperatures, but the Ice Barbarians don't like to eat this fruit very much, because it is too small for them.

There is also a fruit that is also rare on the ice field, the fruit of the Flower of Permafrost, which the Ice Barbarians call the Heart of Flame. This red fruit is very red, with layers of flame patterns on the surface of the fruit, which is where its name comes from. This fruit is very spicy, and even the ice barbarians will sweat after eating it, and it is one of the favorite fruits of the ice barbarians.

It's so cold on the ice sheet, and the tighter you get to the center of the ice sheet, the cooler it gets, and the more you need something to prevent a sudden snowstorm. The Heart of Flame was born for this.

These two fruits rarely appear below the ice field, and the inconvenience of transportation makes them quickly spoil once they are out of the cold temperature. Except for those big nobles who used expensive magical equipment to transport this fruit, it was simply impossible for ordinary people to taste it.

The first time I tasted the taste of fruit other than these two fruits, the girl also had a smile on her face, as if the girl and the fruit, two unrelated things, were always able to give people a very harmonious feeling.

Marton laughed a few times before he asked, "By the way, I still don't know your name?" My name is Marton, a native of Charne. ”

The girl hesitated for a moment before replying, "My name is Ewell, and I am from the north. ”

"Ewelly, nice name, northern words...... Is it the city of Tutkery?"

Tutkle was the northernmost city of the Byronic Empire, almost at the foot of the ice field, and was a very famous tourist city. Every year, Tutkeri welcomes a large number of tourists, who go up about three kilometres along the ice cliffs of the ice field. In this short three kilometers, you can clearly see a complete world that has been sealed forever by ice and snow.

The most special thing is that in this section, you can also see the picture of the huge owl swooping down from the air to hunt, which is very visually impactful.

In the eyes of the Byrons, as long as they live in Tutkeri, they are basically rich people. This small city receives countless tourists every year, and the number of tourists exploding makes the number of hotels in Tutkri completely unbearable, so more tourists will stay in houses and enjoy the folk snacks of Tutkri. A large number of residents have benefited from this, and almost every household has some savings.

After figuring out where the girl came from, Marton knew where the product should be sold. This young girl named Eveil is from the north, and her market is in the south. Although these goods have nothing to do with him once they are sold, he still chooses the way to sell them carefully. Once the product is discovered by family members or acquaintances, it is very likely that he will be implicated.

In the Byronic Empire, slaves were allowed to exist, but only to a limited extent, and without an official numbered certificate, they were illegal slaves. This is because of Byron's national conditions, illegal non-human slaves often cause great disputes, so the Byron Empire's crackdown on illegal slaves has always been very strong. Once Marton's affair is revealed, his fate will definitely be miserable.

But then again, no laws and rules are absolute, and in the course of the Byron Empire's severe crackdown on illegal slavery, if the target of illegal slavery is not a non-human race, then the intensity will not be so great.

It's ridiculous to say that the laws made by human beings are not very binding on human beings themselves, but take care of those non-human races, which is like a huge joke, but this joke exists in the legal situation. This is not only reflected in the slave hunting, but also in many laws and rules, there is a very high preferential policy for non-human races, but it is very strict for human beings.

In short, Marton carefully interrogated the girl's family situation, trying not to let his small business have accidents.

After a series of "small talk", Marton can be sure that the deal is done. Ewell's family consisted of her and her mother, and a child, and no other members. Her family is also relatively poor and lives in semi-open air. This time she followed her mother's request to find someone very special and bring that person back.

Marton figured out that Ewell might be looking for her father, or her mother's family, or something.

Saying this, ten minutes passed in a flash, Ewell suddenly supported his forehead, showing a somewhat confused expression, "I have some strange feelings, as if I want to sleep ......", she still doesn't know that she has fallen into Marton's trap, the tired feeling in her body is like a wave of layers of impact on her nerves, her eyes are dark, and she lies on the table with an ordinary sound.

Marton pulled out ten silver coins and placed them on the table, picked up the girl and walked out the door. And his partner, the waiter, took the silver coin from the table and handed it to the tavern owner.

The boss sighed and put the silver coins in the cash drawer. In fact, he knew very well why Marton would pay ten silver coins for two glasses of juice of less than a hundred copper coins, which Marton regarded as his "work" place, and the boss chose to turn a blind eye and remain silent, and these ten silver coins were hush money. In addition, the waiters who work with Marton do not need him to pay a copper salary, and work for him for free.

A net profit of at least thirty to fifty silver coins from Marton and his friends in a month, in the face of such a high profit, the boss had no choice but to know nothing.

He's not the big boss of those luxury taverns who can kick these two traffickers out with a big throat, he has to support his family, and he also fears reprisals.

The little moral guilt flashed away, and his attention was on the cash drawer. This is already the second order, right? There will be two or three orders this month? So this month's money from Marton's side alone is more than fifty silver coins, plus the profit from the tavern, maybe there will be a gold coin income, right?

Speaking of which, the child's tuition is about to be paid, and the dress that my wife has wanted to buy for a long time can also be bought, and summer is coming. With the security fee and water money for the second half of the year, you can also leave three or five gold coins in savings, which is just right to renovate the tavern.

As for the girl?

The owner chose to forget.

When Ewell woke up, she found that she had been locked in a cage that was only one meter high and one meter wide, and she couldn't even sit down, so she could only half-lie in the cage in a curled way. This is Marton's first trick against the new merchandise, torturing these little wretches in this way that limits space, and at the same time makes them understand that they should say goodbye to their old lives.

It's just that this time Marton didn't realize that the Ewell he captured was not one of the little pitiful people who used to cry and agree to his more excessive demands if he didn't survive a day, but he captured a terrifying creature in human skin, a humanoid monster called the Holy Maiden!

Ewell's search for the mysterious man full of divine brilliance is temporarily blocked, but Wren is still carrying out his plan. As the impact of a fire burning down a city was growing, the Byronic Empire was forced to temporarily slow down the search for the mission and focus on the round-up of Wren.

Compared to the monsters of the mission that can smell danger from a distance of several kilometers, it is clear that Wren's group is better to catch. It's only been a few days, and there have already been two skirmishes.

The first time was when a thousand-strong patrol found the tail left by Wren and his party during a routine search, and they called for support and chased after it, only to be discovered by the severed black barbarians, and the first battle broke out. More than 12,000 versus 1,000 people, it may be more appropriate to use the word slaughter instead of combat. It took less than thirty minutes for the team of 1,000 people to be killed.

But because of this, his position was revealed, and the next day, Wren and his party were blocked in a wood, and there was also a fight. This time it was the 2nd Regiment of the Byron Northern Army that rounded up Wren, and it was very bluffing, in fact there were only 8,000 men, including 2,000 cavalry. Byron's north has always been very calm, and even there are very few rogues, so in addition to the 15,000-strong First Army, the Northern Army also has only a 2nd Army of 8,000 men.

The battle lasted for half a day, the Second Legion was almost wiped out, and the last more than 1,000 people fled with hundreds of wounded, and Rennes also lost more than 2,000 men.

It was precisely because of this battle that Wren realized that the time he spent in the Byron Empire might not be too long.

It was precisely because of the two victories that the Byron royal family and the official had to show more strength and more energy to deal with Wren, which is not to say that Wren is more threatening than the mission, but because of public opinion.

The mission has always existed, and the authorities have not made great efforts to eliminate them, because they have always avoided confrontation with the official army. Without a frontal conflict, they are not a threat and have little influence among the plebeian class in the Byronic Empire. People often talk about missions casually, but when they talk about Wren and his army, they talk about his "contributions."

Under the pressure of public opinion, the Byron government had to solve this trouble as soon as possible to prove that the government was not an incompetent regime.

To put it in layman's terms, that is, Wren made Byron's royal family and officials lose face, and in order to get back face, they must make a gesture and fact, and have a decisive battle with Wren with real swords. As for the missions, they always take care of the royal family and the official face, and always give people a very weak way to escape from the possibility of frontal combat, so they do not pose a "threat".

It's still a matter of face!