Rune sweated profusely as he loaded and unloaded the cargo. The armor hidden in the www.biquge.info box was too heavy for the two miners to move, and they had to pretend to be relaxed for fear of being seen. When Rune felt his spine about to be crushed by the box, a Sven Bafarian worker gently lifted the huge wooden box and said softly, "Let's come." ”

Rune let go of his hand with relief, and when he looked back, he saw that the Bafarian worker had brilliant blond hair, a well-groomed face, and a cleanly shaved beard, and would have been very handsome if it had not been for his poor clothes and gray face.

"You're not like a worker. Rune rubbed his wrist and blurted out, "The workers are all bearded." We don't have time to take care of our hair, and you look like ...... Like a laid-back aristocrat. ”

"Really? maybe...... I just shaved. Once a month. The blonde worker smiled, and then, with the strength of his companion, lifted the wooden box with one hand, and walked briskly to the carriage, where he stuffed the heavy cargo into the carriage.

That's right, one-handed.

Rune was dumbfounded.

"Those expensive armor...... We don't have the money to buy it. Of the boatload, only the 50 gladiator daggers I ordered. Rune muttered in the ears of the Bafarian workers, lest they have to pay more.

"The armor was a private item that we carried with us and sold it to other bosses. I'll give you a commission, two hundred silver coins. The blonde boy said briskly, "Keep it a secret for us." ”

"So much money!" Rune's eyes fell, and he took a cool breath, "I told them to keep it a secret for you! You're so honest, in fact, we can sew our mouths shut with half the money." ”

"What can I say, if smuggling doesn't make money, there won't be this industry. The blonde man smiled restrainedly, and then made a final decision: "The commission is two hundred silver coins." You deserve it. ”

Rune had a great affection for the young man and was well paid, so he didn't say a word, kept his mouth shut, and tacitly helped him evade taxes.

Frederick rode past the docks and glanced at the blonde boy from afar, and the two looked at each other, pretending not to know each other, and then parted ways.

"How's the Sith's injury?" said Frederick Lerma, walking slowly, asking Farragut beside him.

Farragut's knife wound was not yet healed, only dressed in civilian clothes, led ten knights, followed Frederick's side, bowed his head and replied: "After being tortured by the alchemy of removing pain, his immune system is weaker than that of a normal person, so the wound has been seriously infected, and he began to have a fever again yesterday, and it seems that the wound will not heal." ”

"The Holy See's medical skills can't cure him?" Frederick thought with a frown. He felt pity. Even if nothing came of it, he hoped that the Sith would survive until the time he went to the gallows before dying.

"His arm was pulled out, Your Highness, a man's arm is not like a turnip, and it will be fine if he pulls it out and leaves a pit. Farragut calmly emphasized.

"Blame me. Frederick recklessly reckless, "He was too irritable at the time to restrain himself for a moment. ”

Suddenly, a delicate and nervous voice was handed to Frederick's head, as if a flash of lightning crossed his mind: "Master, someone is following you." ”

The artifact has been dormant for so long, and finally takes the initiative to speak.

Frederick reflexively glanced back, and behind him was the crowded city, and there was no trace of the stalker.

"What's wrong?" Farragut asked Frederick.

Even Farragut couldn't notice that someone was tailgating, indicating that the other party was a skilled trader.

"Master, don't look back, abandon your horse and walk. I'm going to project the thermal radiation to you and mark the stalker. There are three. "The artifact's sound was intermittent, with occasional distorted electrical noises, apparently struggling to work.

"Okay. Thank you, little law—" Frederick gave the law field generator a nice name.

"It's better than Ritsuko......" Xiao Litsu's voice "rustled" for a moment, and then she was relieved to be coquettish, and suddenly sighed: "I want to save energy to scan them-I-let's make eye contact-master-"

Then there was a "zila" sound, as if the candle flame was blown away by the wind, and Xiaolu's voice was extinguished with a bang. She turned off sound casting.

Frederick thought about it carefully, and speculated that in the process of teleporting to the divine realm, her body disintegrated twice and reorganized twice, all of which were all the energy paid by Xiaolu, and she was probably seriously overdrawn to reveal this powerless appearance.

Like a dying patient, he struggles to get up when he sees Frederick in danger, and he does not care to work for him. If it weren't for her efforts to send Frederick to infiltrate the dimensional wall and go to the divine realm to rewrite her fate, Frederick's corpse would probably have grown mushrooms.

But she overdrew her energy and gave everything for Frederick's resurrection, but afterwards she was uncharacteristically quiet, silently recovering from dormancy, without even a word of invitation, not even a single complaint, as if she was afraid that Frederick would feel guilty and blame herself.

If it weren't for the festival, Xiaolu would be the mother of the world.

Frederick was overwhelmed.

Then he whispered to Farragut: "Someone is following. Find a quiet alley that sells snacks and walk in to buy some food and drink. ”

Farragut frowned and nodded, wandered with Frederick out of an alley, and shouted, "I smell the paella, and my stomach growls." ”

"Bolt the horse and go in and see. Frederick pushed the boat down the river, tied his horse, and disappeared into the alley.

In the crowd of people in the downtown area, three merchants who selected handicrafts immediately raised their heads, stared firmly at the entrance of the alley, hesitated for only a second, and then quickly squeezed out of the crowd to chase over, pretending to be repeat customers eating paella, while talking and laughing familiarly, while walking leisurely into the alley.

However, there were only a few sparse figures in the alley, and Frederick and his eleven knights were all gone.

The three businessmen were shocked. They were afraid that they would lose Frederick, so they hurried after him, but now that Frederick was gone, they regretted that they should leave one man in the streets, and not throw themselves into the net.

Before he could regret it, three heavy armors fell from the sky, like meteors falling to the ground and titans descending, and steel boots smashed the road bricks into two cracked shoe prints. As soon as the three merchants felt the wind pressing down, they received a muffled punch on the back of their necks, and they immediately rolled their eyes with a brush, and their bodies fell softly like a straight rope.

The three high-ranking knights stunned the stalker with lightning and flint, then looked up without a word and looked up at the rooftop.

Frederick stood on the roof beside him, overlooking the alley with his chest crossed, and raised his chin at the knight: "Tie them up and take them to see the Sith - dare to follow me, eighty percent of them were sent by Ferdinand." ”

Farragut clutched his wounded right flank, frowned and stood beside Frederick and said, "We have 11 high-ranking knights, and none of them have noticed that they are following us. All three are skilled spies who are good at business. ”

"It's a pity that the boat capsized in the gutter. Frederick snorted. (To be continued.) )