Just as Leo analyzed, the negotiations in Rabbitskin Town on the obstruction of the town's commerce under martial law are going well, and the militia group that enforces the martial law also knows that it is too much to make money from the reason for the martial law, and if it continues, it will definitely provoke public anger.

Although the militia here are all transferred from other towns in the French Empire, and if something happens, they can completely avoid disasters by transferring them out of here, but they are also worried that if they really offend these people in Rabbitskin Town, maybe they will be killed by these people when they are transferred to other places, and they will have money and no life to spend.

It's just that these militiamen are unwilling to give up this great opportunity unconditionally.

In the past, the militia of Rabbitskin Town was definitely the lowest group of people in the town, the mercenary guards of the caravans, and the hunters who walked in the Black Forest all the year round were not easy to mess with, and those caravans had a big background, and there were no permanent residents here, so they had no oil and water to fish, only a meager salary.

Now that the opportunity has come, with the martial law order issued by the military department as a backer, they can use the military department as an excuse to negotiate conditions with the town council of Tupi Town to improve their treatment.

Naturally, the ideas of these militias could not escape the glasses of the cunning members of the town council, because of the military department, they did not dare to press these militias too hard, and were willing to spend some money to end this unwarranted disaster as soon as possible.

The only question is how much it will cost.

The members of the town council said that they were giving a sum of money directly and understood about it, but the militia was not stupid, they preferred to go through the long stream, so they asked for a sum of money to be drawn from the commercial tax every month for the construction of the militia regiment.

The two sides persisted on this issue for a day, and finally when the sun was about to sink in the west, they reached a consensus that the tax collector could collect an additional thousandth of the commercial tax from the commercial tax in Rabbit Skin Town, and this thousandth of the commercial tax would be used for the construction of the militia regiment.

As for the martial law, although it will not be lifted on the surface, in fact it will no longer be enforced, and how to check it in the past is still the same.

After reaching a consensus, the militia captain opened the wooden door of the town, and the tax collector and the speaker of the council came out together to announce the results of the negotiations just now, because there was also an additional tax of one thousandth, so it was necessary to obtain the consent of several large chambers of commerce, which accounted for the largest share of the town's commerce.

For these chambers of commerce, the additional business tax of one thousandth is a drop in the bucket compared to the amount of money they might make every day from the business of the town. After all, their business boss has never been a legitimate business that needs to pay commercial taxes, and smuggling all kinds of contraband is the real big profit.

The martial law order issued by the military department is a shackle around their necks for these chambers of commerce, and if they cannot be lifted as soon as possible, their losses will be difficult to estimate, and they will even offend some big people because some guests' orders cannot be completed.

According to the past conflict between the Kingdom of England and the French Empire, the various chambers of commerce felt that the war between the two countries would probably last for a long time, so they hoped that martial law could be lifted more than anyone else.

Because of this, after discussing for a while, the directors of the major chambers of commerce finally agreed to the additional business tax of one thousandth.

As the gates of the town were fully opened, caravans that had been waiting impatiently in the carriage square began to swarm in.

The three Leo also blended into the crowd and entered Rabbitskin Town.

I don't know what the people who built Rabbit Skin Town thought in the first place, the houses in the town are all built at random, and there is no law such as vertical and horizontal directions, which also makes the internal roads of the town very chaotic, giving people the illusion of entering a labyrinth, and people who come here for the first time will definitely get lost if they don't have a guide flower.

It's not the first time Nelson has been to Rabbitskin, and while it's been a few years since the last time he was here, and some buildings have been added to it, several of the town's main venues haven't changed, such as the Tower Inn he's going to now.

Despite its name, the Tower Inn is not tall and has only two floors, the first floor is a tavern and shop, and the second floor is an inn. The appearance of the inn is also an ordinary manor-style hotel, and there is nothing special about it, but in fact it is the location of the black market in Rabbitskin Town, and all the contraband flows out of here.

Nelson led Leo and Jason to the hotel, where he skillfully greeted the lobby manager and used his status as a doctor to snatch a room from the other mercenaries who had booked a room.

Coming to the hotel room, the three of them freshened up, checked the wounds on their bodies, changed their medicines, rested a little, and left the room after dark to go to the black market downstairs.

Despite its name, it's not really dark, but it's decorated with a lot of electric lights to make it glow like daylight.

The black market is located in a small garden behind the first floor of the hotel, and the transaction of contraband is in the garden, and neither party will bring money or belongings with them, and only after reaching an agreement will they go to the hiding place to see the goods and complete the transaction.

There are also dozens of shops around the small garden, most of which sell high-end items as well as special items.

After Nelson led Leo and Jason to the small garden, he walked straight to a shop with a sign of herbs, pushed open a glass door, and walked into the store.

I saw that although the sign of this shop indicated that it was dealing in herbal medicine, it was actually more like a grocery store, except for a medicine cabinet with hundreds of drawers on the right side of the door, none of the other items around it had anything to do with medicine.

The owner of the shop was an elderly man with the badge of a medical school herbalist and some old clothes, not looking like the kind of person who could open a shop in such a place.

When the originally bored boss met Nelson, it was like seeing an old friend, stood up, stepped forward and hugged him affectionately, and then asked how he was doing. Nelson also behaved very respectfully, as if facing a teacher, answering the boss's inquiries one by one, without concealment, and even saying that they were soldiers of the Kingdom of England.

When Nelson reveals their identities, Jason is about to stop them, but is stopped by Leo, who feels that Nelson is not the kind of person who doesn't know the importance of things, and that the other party is obviously trustworthy to him. Moreover, Leo is not worried about what the old man will leak, he is completely sure that he will be able to solve the other party's actions before they can do something unfavorable to him.

"Damn Duke Derwin! how dare he do this!" After hearing that Duke Derwin's army had actually used imide poison gas, the old man became extremely angry, his hands clenched, his teeth gritted, and the bruises on his forehead came out, as if he were a victim of poison gas.

The old man's extraordinary anger made Leo feel a little puzzled, and Nelson on the side took the initiative to explain: "It was Mr. Pierre who led the bill to join the Continental Agreement on the prohibition of the use of imine gas in war. Then he lowered his voice and said, "The teacher's daughter, son-in-law and granddaughter all died under the imide gas, so ......."

At this point, Nelson didn't continue, quietly waiting for the old man to calm down.

After a while, the old man gradually calmed down, looked at Nelson, and said in a deep voice, "Did you just say that you were going to Miria City to sue Duke Devon?"

"Yes, teacher. ”

The old man pondered for a moment, and said, "I can help you, I will write a letter, and you hand him over to His Excellency Vizemir of the Inquisition of the Continental Council, which should be able to do a little good." ”

After speaking, the old man walked to the counter, took out a pen and paper, and quickly began to write on the table.

Leo walked around the store a little bored, casually looking at the products on the tables and display cases.

"Discover high-energy items. When Leo walked up to a pile of ornaments and necklaces that looked like some kind of religious ornament, the parabrain system suddenly sent an automatic prompt to stop him.

"High energy item location display. ”

A point of light appeared in Leo's eyes as he gave the order, and the spot of light happened to be in the mess of religious trinkets.

Leo reached out and searched through the pile of trinkets, and soon found the high-energy item suggested by the secondary brain system.

The item was a crudely made necklace with a necklace braided from the hair of a beast, and a wooden plaque carved into it with chaotic lines that felt disordered. This necklace is so ordinary that no one will pick it up even if it is thrown on the ground, and if it weren't for the prompting of the parabrain system, I'm afraid Leo wouldn't have looked at this necklace more.

It was only after learning that the rough necklace was a high-energy item, and Leo didn't just want to find out what was special about the necklace, so he carefully inspected every part of the necklace, and finally his eyes fell on the wooden plaque that was not satisfied with the messy lines.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, Leo found that when he concentrated on the wooden card, the lines on the wooden card seemed to be alive on the surface, forming strange patterns, and these patterns made him feel inexplicably nauseous, as if someone was holding a stick and stirring in his brain.

"What is this?" At this time, Jason saw Leo holding the necklace and looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but step forward and ask curiously.

"A fun little thing. ”

Jason's inquiring voice pulled Leo's attention away from the changing lines on the wooden card, and his somewhat confused mind recovered.

At this time, looking at the lines on the wooden card, there is no longer the supernatural feeling just now, if it weren't for the disgusting feeling that hasn't dissipated, if it weren't for the parabrain system still suggesting that the wooden card is a high-energy item, maybe he would have taken what happened just now as an illusion.

"Sort out the physical activity data three minutes ago!" Leo ordered the paracerebral system, and soon the data was projected onto his eyeballs.

By comparing the data, he found that just now his brain had entered an active period of thirty times the normal level, which had never been such a strong active period.

And the data also showed that his body had suffered a very small amount of radiation just now, but this radiation did not seem to bring any harm to his body, but had some irritating effects on the cells in his body, so that some of the wounds on his body were completely healed.

"How much does this necklace cost?" asked Leo as he walked up to the old man with the necklace.

Seeing the necklace in Leo's hand, the old man was stunned, stopped the pen in his hand, took the necklace from Leo's hand and looked at it carefully, and asked, "Why did you choose this necklace?"

"If you like it, you chose it. Leo naturally couldn't tell the truth, and said a little perfunctorily.

The old man also knew very well that Leo was not telling the truth, but he didn't care, he handed the necklace back to Leo, and said: "This necklace is a priestly necklace of the Wizk people, and it is worth fifteen gold flanges, for the sake of Nelson's face, I will reduce you by one gold flange." ”

"What is so expensive as fourteen gold flanges?" Nelson was also curious about what Xu Changqing found because of such a high price.

"Deal. "Although the price of fourteen gold flanges is very expensive, Leo has found a lot of money from the dead before, and it is not much to use to buy this necklace now. As he spoke, he took out the golden shield of the Inge Kingdom from his pocket and put it on the table, but his hand did not leave, and said, "However, I have one condition, you must tell me where this thing comes from?"

The old man reached out and swept Leo's hand away, then swept the golden shields into the drawer inside the counter, and then recounted: "This necklace was made by the chief priest of the Wyzks, an ancient race that lived on the edge of the Black Forest, and was mainly used to worship the Wyzk gods, the night shepherds, and it is said that the owner of this necklace can meet the gods of the Wyzks. ”

As he spoke, he paused, picked up the pen, and continued as he wrote a letter: "It's a pity that the Wyzks refused to submit to the French Empire and were sent by the empire to wipe them out, and now the Wyzks are almost extinct, maybe in the depths of the Black Forest, there are still some Wizk tribes. ”

"Wyzik ornaments?" Nelson leaned over with interest, wanting to see the ornament.

Leo naturally handed it over, but when Nelson took the ornament and looked at the wooden plaque carefully, he was also observing Nelson's expression. However, he didn't see anything unusual in Nelson's expression, and it was obvious that Nelson didn't feel the mysterious high energy in the wooden pendant.

Jason also took the ornament from Nelson's hand and looked at it casually, but when his eyes fell on the wooden card, he suddenly frowned, revealing a look of disgust.

"What's wrong?" Leo asked, observingly, duly in time.

"It's nothing, it's just ...... I just don't think it's good. Jason handed the ornament back to Leo, and he didn't know how to describe it, so he could simply say what he was thinking.