The adventurer stood aside, the blazing light of the fire burning on his pale face. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He finally remembered what it was, there was such a passage in the ancient legend of the indigenous people of Rhodoc.

It is said that this desert was originally also a forest until one day, the devil descended on the mortal world and took over this forest as a lair. And the heroes of Rhodok organized warriors to face the devil in the forest. It's a bitter battle, the devil's wounds piling up, but the heroes are getting more and more caught up in a bitter battle. The power and magic of the devil are no match for the heroes, but the black blood spilled from the wounds has caused great damage to them. This black blood kills when touched, and then a flame rises to burn the corpse completely, leaving the soul of the deceased to suffer the pain of burning forever. In the end, it was the 108 priests of Rhodok who sacrificed their lives to summon a trace of Rhodok's divine power to seal the devil forever in the underground of the battlefield.

The Rhodoks were victorious, but the forest was burned into a desert with black blood. The Rhodoks, who had lived in the area, had to continue their migration north, living among the mountains. And this legend is also known as one of the Ten Traces of Rhodoc, which is recorded in the Old Book of Rhodoc and has been passed down to this day.

So, the lucky unlucky bastard was immediately confused, he did not find a new oasis, but he found the Devil's Sealed Land, and this was still the case! So, he immediately stopped the adventure, rushed back to Barrier as fast as he could, and quickly spread the news that he had discovered the "blood". It's just that, considering that this guy is usually not very reliable, the adventurers all use this incident as an excuse for his failure to take risks, and spread it as a joke.

That is, until a caravan of the Roden-Ross Comptoir arrived and heard the joke. This caravan happened to have just been bought by Jamila, and the leader had long heard that their big boss liked new things, so in order to please Mu, he simply spent some money to buy the path of his expedition from the down-and-out adventurer, and led his men into the long yellow sand.

"So, you found these things?" Mu frowned and patted the wooden wine barrels piled on the beach by the river, "Why don't you put them in the warehouse?"

"That's right, boss. The people around Mu had a flattering smile on their faces. His fur robe represents a merchant with a mushroom head from the Mediterranean, but it also indicates his status as a priest: "I have to say that these 'bloods' are indeed dangerous, they are too flammable." My caravan was loaded with five carts, and on the way back I inexplicably burned one. I originally divided the rest into two warehouses and stored them separately, but last night I somehow found one. The water truck of the city's fire brigade not only failed to extinguish the fire, but almost caused the fire to spread, and we later found out that it was similar to oil and could float on the water. So, while the garrison here didn't protest, we moved the rest of the 'blood' here overnight, so that it would be convenient to extinguish the fire with water or sand. ”

"Very well, your response is very appropriate, Priest Kincier. Mu praised

"I'm honored, boss," the priest bowed funny, and the Priest Kincher was also a man with a story. Born into a family of Rhodok fanatics, he was admitted to the Theological Faculty of the Rhodok Public University in Djerkhara with the best support of his parents, and after graduating, he became a Rhodok missionary. It's just, privileges or something, there's something anywhere. When his aristocratic classmates became priests or even bishops, he was still a missionary. However, Kincier did not despair, and with his own efforts and piety, he finally won the impression of a cardinal who was patrolling the land, which allowed him to finally have a small church in a poor village.

However, this was the beginning of the nightmare, and in his own words, if he had known this, he would have preferred to be a missionary for the rest of his life. When he took over the church, he finally learned some of the secrets of the order, such as the devotional of the church.

In addition to preaching or preaching, churches in various places also have an important function, that is, to collect money, and the so-called worship of God is one of the means of collecting money. The clergy preached that even the souls of sinners could ascend to heaven if the dinar rang the confessional box.

The villagers of this village are very religious, and if they have a little possessions, they will throw them into the church's chest for solace for their souls, which is why the village has always been so poor. However, as a priest, Kimcier naturally knew what was going on, and this deity would not be offered to Rhodok at all, but into the fat on the stomachs of the bishops and cardinals.

Kim Cier was sad and desperate, but he didn't go with the flow. His family has been growing grapes in Viruga for generations, and he knows it too. With what little agricultural knowledge he had left, he knew that the soil and sunlight in this small mountain village were perfect for growing grapes. So he himself planted a vineyard next to the church, quietly appropriated some of the devotion, imported some high-quality grape seedlings from Viruga, and hired the villagers to work for him.

As he expected, the grapes grew excellently, bringing a lot of extra income to the church, and he paid the villagers very well, and although most of them went into the box, the people's lives gradually improved. With this extra income, he honored some bishops and cardinals, accumulated a considerable number of contacts, and the devotional status of the cardinal who recommended him in the order also increased year by year. In return, the cardinal intended to recommend Kim Cier to become bishop.

However, disaster struck again, and among the candidates who competed with him for the bishopric was a son of a nobleman. His results were mediocre, but he got this opportunity because of his family's power. He understood that his merits were not as good as those of Jin Ci'er, so he used some small means to spread rumors that Jin Ci'er had embezzled the gods and filled his pockets.

If it were anything else, it would have been fine, but the embezzlement of the gods did do it, as a start-up capital for the vineyard. As a result, this investigation was exposed at once. Although he made money and made up for this god in time, his opponent just held on to this, plus others were nobles and could mobilize great power, all of a sudden, this "rumor" spread all over Rhodok, and the lonely Jin Cier didn't even have the ability to justify. Not only that, but in order to completely solve the threat, he also used means to seize the vineyards of Kinciel. The clergyman, who had lost his financial foundation, was unable to reconcile the relationship and was thus disfellowshipped.

He bowed, put on his hood, covered his priest's head, and continued, "However, I no longer believe in Rhodok, so I am not a priest now. Of course, this did not despair the optimistic clergyman, who began with the first sentence of every book he ever studied: "God loves the world." He believed that all this was a test given to him by Rhodok, and that the noble gods would not give up on any of the devout believers.

When he returned to the church to pack up his things and prepare to leave, the villagers who had respected him changed their faces. They stoned him, threw excrement on him, and called him a traitor. It was his parents who made up for the final cut. When his parents heard that their proud son had been excommunicated, they immediately disowned him, prevented the traitor from approaching the family, and donated all their property to atone for the family's sins.

It wasn't until Kim Ci'er was penniless and living on the streets that he suddenly realized that God didn't love the world at all, that Rhodok had never opened his eyes to these ants, and that all the good stories were lies made up by the fat-brained guys of the Order, for power, for money, nothing more.

After that, penniless, he joined a caravan as a coolie and fought his way into the merchant sea. Relying on the connections he had during his time as a priest, he soon helped the team to make several big deals, occupying a large share of the grape-wine business chain, and within a few years he became the leader of this caravan.

At this point, he had nothing to do with the Order, but he still maintained the priest's funny hairstyle. Not because of piety, but to remind yourself of the ridiculousness and cruelty of the Order.

However, Rhodok did not like this former devout believer. The last time Swadia's war against Rhodok destroyed almost the entire winemaking industry in Viruga, Kincier went bankrupt again. It's just that the former clergy who have gone through all the ups and downs are used to it. He decisively found a new owner for his caravan and began his career as a merchant again.

After hearing about the life of Jincier from Jamila, Mu couldn't help but sigh, for the misfortune of this priest, and for the strength of this priest.

"You have a lot of roads in Rhodok?" Mu asked.

"Yes, boss. Kim replied humbly, "I put a lot of effort into this when I served that damned Rhodok. ”

"Good. Mu nodded, "You don't have to go to the caravan, I hired you as the head of the Rodok of the Roden-Ross Merchant House, to manage all our business in the Rodok Kingdom, and give you a commission of 10% every year, how about it?"

"Oh my God," Jin Ci'er bowed comically again, "This is my supreme honor, Boss Mu!"

"By the way, you can study this batch of blood," Mu saw that he agreed, and he was not polite, and directly began to arrange tasks, "Mainly to study how to transport them safely, these extremely flammable things should be very marketable in the north." ”

"I'll do my best. ”

Just as they continued to discuss some business issues, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in the distance. A group of knights quickly stopped by the river, and the brightly armored knights turned over and dismounted, taking care of their foals and drinking water. Jin Cier is worthy of being an old man in the mall, and when he saw this team of knights, he immediately realized that it was unusual. This all-colored plate armor is not something that ordinary cavalry can have, and the horses are all strong Swadia heavy horses, equipped with the best horse armor, and it can be seen from the size of the horses that these horses have been taken the best care of. Such treatment is except for the cavalry under the lord of Svadia, and there is only ...

Just as Jin Ci'er was about to remind his boss, he saw that Mu had already run quickly towards a knight, shouting "Hey, old man, long time no see!"

Jin Cier suddenly realized, and then, he couldn't help but be impressed by his boss's interpersonal relationships. This well-equipped cavalry team is by no means something that ordinary forces can have, and his more than ten years of operation in Rhodoc is not as good as the boss's "old man"! Mu saw the knight in the lead, and immediately ran over excitedly, "Hey, old man, long time no see!"

The knight in the lead was instructing his subordinates, heard a familiar voice, took off his helmet, saw that it was Mu, turned over and dismounted, and rushed over to give Mu a bear hug, "It's really been a long time, I haven't seen you for a long time, I haven't met you a few times, you say, are you lazy?"

"You're lazy!" Mu broke free from the bear hug and rolled his eyes at the knight, "I took a fixed route, but you, I don't know who to follow all day long, it's your responsibility!"

"Haha, that makes sense, but you haven't hired us much since you took that one-eyed dragon, you say, isn't it ruthless?"

"Ruthless your sister, has you invested less over the years?"

The two of them dismantled each other as they walked towards the resting cavalry.

The knight cleared his throat and shouted loudly, "Everyone, stand up!"

While they were sitting and laughing, the resting knights immediately jumped up like rabbits and stood in front of the leader.

Mu whistled, this discipline is no less than that of a red-shirted iron horseman.

The leader spun around in front of the knight queue, then suddenly stood still, pointed at the merchant, and roared loudly, "There are quite a few rookies in our team this business, so you may not know who this person is." Now, let me tell you, this is the honorary deputy head you have been guessing, Boss Mu, he and I co-founded this mercenary group in the past! Over the years, he has also funded us to tide over difficulties when we are in difficulty! Although he is no longer in this business, as knights, we must not forget his contribution to us! Everyone, salute!"

With a snap, everyone faced the businessman, stood upright, beat their chests and stood still.

"Rite over!"

The knights returned to their original standing position again.

"Very good, disbanded now!"

The knights scattered and sat down, immediately regaining their previous laid-back atmosphere.

Mu looked at these knights and joked, "Why, after so many years of investment, just send it away with a salute, how can this work?" Then, he called Jin Ci'er to his side and introduced, "This is the leader of the 'Bloodstained Sword Blade' mercenary group, Fatis, if you have anything in the future, just look for him and report the name of our firm." ”

"Hahahaha, you're really welcome. Fatis smiled and patted Mu's shoulder, and then grinned at Jin Ci'er, "Your boss is right, if you have something, come to me, whether it's guarding or killing, we'll do it." For the sake of Boss Mu's face, I will give you a preferential price!"

Jin Ci'er hurriedly bowed down, his boss can be called a brother and sister to this regiment leader, but it doesn't mean that he can. This "Bloodstained Blade" mercenary group is one of the most famous mercenary groups on the mainland, and it is famous for its cavalry, a cavalry team no less than the red-shirted iron cavalry. This powerful military force allows them to run amok on the mainland, and naturally makes it necessary for lords and caravans who want to hire them to make reservations.

"Alright, Kimcier, you go about your business. Aside from his manager and subordinates, the smiles of the two immediately relaxed.

Mu gave a thumbs up and pointed to the city wall behind him, "How about going to the 'Rose Tapestry' for a drink?" ”

"Rose?" Fatis touched his beard, "your inheritance?"

"Not really. Mu shrugged and said, "That house's signature is rose ice wine, that's all." ”

"Okay, anyway, the next business will have to wait a while. ”