When the eyes of several people lit up, a space of nearly four hundred square meters appeared in front of several people. The space was surrounded by torches, not dark, no houses, some stalls, selling everything, food, weapons, slaves......

Around the entrance is a group of randomly standing thugs, all with their arms exposed, showing all sorts of tattoos, revealing that we are bad guys. These people are the watchmen of this black market, similar to bodyguards, if anything happens, they will solve it.

Locke swept over, except for two or three people with eyes and a slight mention of the shoulder armor that surprised him, everything else seemed to him to be cannon fodder.

"Those two guys have the strength of a third-class soldier. Hans whispered, and everyone saw it, and didn't say much.

"It's not bad to have a black market. Kane said with a big grin, this guy has been stimulated by Hans's promotion to squad leader and private recently, and has been training hard, and now he has almost the strength of a private, and he is also qualified to say this big thing.

Gulas didn't speak, but looked interested in the gangsters, afraid that his hands were itchy.

After getting along recently, Kebi knew what kind of goods these people were, and hurriedly took the lead towards the center of the black market, where the biggest sellers in the black market are generally there, and only the one who can eat their silver del will not be in trouble.

That group of gangsters has been guarding here all day long, in addition to eating and waiting for death, they have naturally developed a skill of watching people, and the looks of Gulas and Hans and others looking at their prey make this group of people very unhappy, if it wasn't for the two people they took the lead to pull, this group of people is afraid that they would have gone up to find fault a long time ago.

Those two little leaders are also shrewd people, and at a glance, they know that these people are not easy to mess with, and they can survive the war years, and they are good people, which one is stupid, and they hurriedly restrain their subordinates. "Whoever causes trouble for Lao Tzu, I will let him not see the moon tonight. One of the little leaders with a scar on his face said viciously to his men.

When Locke and the others walked into the middle of the black market, they found that there was the only room in the space underneath, a small room of only thirty square meters, which was extremely crowded after Locke and the others entered.

"Do you have any requests from the guests?" asked an old man in his sixties and seventies, sitting behind the only counter in the room, as a gloomy and dry voice came from the room while the Locke and the others were still crowding around the room.

The house was strange, there were no goods, just shelves and notes, and on each shelf there was a note with a list of goods. At a glance, there are twenty or thirty shelves, it seems that this family is indeed not small, but most of them are types of food and a few daily necessities, and there are only a few kinds of weapons, such as daggers and short swords, and there is no armor.

Of course, Kirby is very handy at dealing with this kind of thing, "Old fellow, this time I brought you a lot of business, it depends on whether you can eat or not." With that, he winked at Hans and Gulas, and they took out the money bag from their backs and threw it heavily on the counter. Several people discussed it before, and Kebi came forward to trade, and several people played the role of entourage.

The old man was still unimpressed by Kirby's words at first, showing a contemptuous look, only paying more attention to Locke and the others, but then he was woken up by a loud bang from the two money bags, and he could certainly hear that it was money after living for decades, and it didn't seem to be a coin.

The old man stretched out his shriveled palm and peeled open the money bag, and the silver Dele dazzled his eyes. He took out a few of them and eagerly bit them with his teeth to test the authenticity. Charlotte's coins have a 6:3 ratio of silver to other metals, plus 10% of impurities, while Faustin's silver Dele metal ratio is 5:5, but it is better because there are very few impurities, so it is harder, and it is easy for insiders to distinguish the real from the fake.

"I don't know how many people want to ......" After the old man verified the authenticity, he began to ask about the transaction content.

"We want silver coins, and we exchange them all for silver coins, and if it's gold, it's even higher. Kirby said what he wanted, and the silver coin was of course Charlotte's currency, and it was the most exclusive currency accessible to civilians like Silver Delle's status in Faustin.

"Gold coins, hehe, I don't have that much ability, old man. The old man laughed, just as 100 silver Dele, although officially equivalent to 1 Jindele, is absolutely not willing to be exchanged, and Charlotte is the same, the actual ratio of gold to silver is about 1:12, or even higher.

If this old man has the channel to get gold coins, these silver Dele is estimated to be able to exchange for 2000 silver coins, that is, 20 gold coins, that is, 18 gold coins, Locke also decided to trade, this is a profitable deal, gold coins are different from silver coins, its depreciation is limited, 18 gold coins logistics office to collect without 2000 silver Dele, Locke will not let go, this back and forth net income of 1600 silver Dele, there is no faster than this money.

"There are no gold coins, but silver coins are fine. The old man smiled, clapped his hands, and the attendant in a black robe entered from outside the door, and walked out after listening to the old man's instructions.

A short time later, a larger bag was brought in by four big men, who seemed to be raised by this shop in the black market. The four guards put down the bag and went out to guard the door, not leaving.

Kirby stepped forward and peeled open the bag, which was full of silver coins.

The transaction was successfully completed, and Locke did not stay in Wallier City too much, and hurriedly returned to the camp, originally bringing Gulas, Hans and others because they were worried about the black, but they didn't expect it to be a false alarm, and they didn't bother them along the way.

This time, a total of nearly 2,000 silver coins were exchanged, and these money were directly put into the logistics office to be handed over to the management of the eyes, Locke took out 700 silver coins and asked Hans to find someone to bring them to Uncle Joshak, these 700 silver coins were nearly double the value of the 200 silver Deleen that Joshak lent him, and it was best to repay the favor.

The rest of the money will be sold one after another in the following days, Locke does not have much ambition, he used to survive, and now he is alive better. This money is only the first step, he strives to earn the pension money of himself and his family for the rest of his life after the war, and then buy a manor under the barony to enjoy the blessings, this is Locke's dream, this more than 1000 silver coins, let him be one step closer to his dream.

In the evening, the troops stopped next to a grove.

"Set up camp!" the shouts of the patrol sergeants came, and the soldiers of the unit began to integrate in an orderly manner.

Locke was now on his horse, with a dead branch in his mouth, looking at the woods not far away.

To be honest, Locke was still very curious about demonic creatures and demonic beasts, and he wondered if there would be demonic creatures in this forest.

"We are now in the southwest of the Bering Mountains, and this forest is supposed to belong to the Bering Mountains. Uncle Yoshak rode up to Locke at some point, "I know you want to find demonic creatures to improve your strength, but I still have to advise you, for now, you are still cultivating honestly, and when your total amount of fighting qi goes up, you are thinking about other things."

"Got it, uncle. Locke nodded yes.

Yoshak didn't know that Young Master Zoro gave Locke the Red Sea Flower, and Locke was not a big mouth, of course he wouldn't preach it everywhere, this month's diligent cultivation plus two times of the Red Sea Flower, Locke's fighting spirit was already close to two-thirds of Uncle Yoshak's.

Of course, only Locke knew about this.

"The Bering Mountains are only a part of the Mofi Forest, and the next afternoon we should be in Bimore City, northwest of the Bering Mountains. Joshak rode his horse and said to himself.

"This time the corps gathered, and there was another tough battle. Locke grabbed the horse between his legs and said.

"Winter is approaching, and the war drags on for another year, and no matter how iron the soldiers are, they can't hold on. "Uncle Yoshak is old and understands a lot of things, and he already has a premonition that the kingdom is running out of steam.

"We're on a quick march this time, maybe we'll be the first brigade to arrive at the Corps headquarters. Locke waved his whip and rode into the barracks.

"Maybe, I know that your boy has made a fortune, and when you get to the headquarters of the Corps, you can find a way, there are a lot of good things there!" Uncle Yoshak laughed, and rode towards the camp.

It's late autumn, and the red glow on the horizon is still hanging on the edge of the clouds, but it doesn't exude the heat it should have, the cold wind blows, and the withered yellow branches fall with the wind.