Chapter 50: Sharanpova's Ambitions

Seeing that the actor gradually left the sight with the burly soldier, the beckoning cat immediately revealed his true form, and said to Mila with his teeth and claws: "Give money to money, give money quickly." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info I'm a middle-level priest actually going to pretend to be a follower for a liar, which has caused a lot of damage to Ben Meow's reputation, and it takes a lot of gold coins to make up for the wound in my heart. ā€

Mira glanced at her: "I didn't ask you to pretend, if you want money, you can find a show, his staff looks quite valuable." ā€œ

"Well, I heard that I bought it for three silver coins at the small commodity market, do you want it? Ten silver coins sold to you. The things hanging on it were all made of rubber, and it was the stone that used many body protectors in a row to make them hard like a gem, and now the stone was so tired that he fell on the carriage like a dead dog and gasped, haha. ā€

Mira shook her head speechlessly: "Okay, I always thought that I was obscene enough, but I didn't expect you to impress me even more, it's really a foot high, a foot high." ā€

To Mira's surprise, instead of being destroyed by wild beasts or washed away by the rain, Nightfeather's mound was built with a small parapet wall of plaster on the periphery of the tomb. Seeing a small hill with the same parapet not far away, Mira knew who had made it, and he sighed and placed a bouquet of flowers in his hand in front of Nightfeather's grave.

The wooden strip on Nightfeather's grave had been replaced by a small stone tablet, and Tracey gently rubbed the handwriting on it, crying like a tearful child. Mira said lightly: "At that time, Night Feather was lying on the ground like this, took my hand and said, I must not die here, Triss is still at home waiting for me to go back, but he immediately said again, it seems that I am really going to die here, I will never see my Tracy again." Mira cried out, "Nightfeather, I brought Tracey to see you, did you see Tracey?"

"Don't shout about it, someone is coming. The beckoning cat also barked. Following her line of sight, you can see a figure coming in the distance, although the sun is dazzling and the sand is big, and it is not clear to see the appearance of the person who came, but it can be vaguely seen that it is a woman. Mira wiped tears from her cheeks and greeted her.

It was Sharanbova who came, and she looked at Mira seriously for a while: "I saw someone here over there, and I guessed that you were coming, so I came to have a look." ā€

Mira asked, "Why are you so sure it's me and no one else?"

There was no expression on Sharanpova's face, only a little tiredness and sorrow hidden in her eyes showed a little anger: "Calculate the time, you should also come, if you don't come again, it will really become a joke for him to sacrifice his life to save you." ā€

Tracey slowly stood up and walked over slowly, I have to say that these two girls are really alike, the same skin as white as snow, the same blue eyes as the sea, the difference is only a tall and handsome, and the other is sick and thin. It barely took Mira to introduce them, and the two understood each other's identities, and Sharanbova took Tracy's hand and said, "Are you Tracy?" ā€

Tracey nodded slightly, tears flowed from both blue eyes, and Mira coughed and was about to speak, when a small head suddenly emerged from Sharanpova's waist, and her round eyes looked behind Mira without blinking.

Mira was startled: "You, you have a child so soon?" After thinking about it, she felt that something seemed to be wrong, but the little head suddenly popped out and shouted at the foodie behind Mira: "Uncle, I can count myself as seeing you again", the voice was soft and soft, as if I had heard it somewhere.

The foodie also smiled happily: "Zazana, why did you shave your beard?" Mira suddenly realized that this little dwarf with a face full of flesh was not the desert female dwarf who secretly ran away.

Zazana put her hands behind her back, like a little girl who had made a mistake: "They say that humans don't like girls to have beards, so I secretly shaved them." By the way, uncle, did you bring anything delicious?" The foodie hurriedly said yes and yes, and out of nowhere came out of a few large packets of braised pork and braised tendons, Zazana immediately clapped her hands and cheered.

Zazana and the foodie had endless words, Sharanbova and Tris also had endless words, and the beckoning cat pouted and listened for a while, and immediately joined the conversation of the two women.

Mira was bored again, drawing circles on the dirt floor as he looked into the dusty depths of the desert. Not long ago, he also summoned countless undead spirits to kill the desert coalition army to the point of losing their armor and crushing the army. But now he can't even summon a small skeleton, and his personal combat effectiveness is only afraid that even Tracey is inferior, he is really short of breath, the horse is thin and long, the tiger falls in Pingyang, and the dragon is trapped on the beach.

"Hey, what are you thinking? I don't say yes for a long time. The beckoning cat picked up a clod of dirt and threw it on the large bag that her staff had just knocked out, and Mira hissed as if she knew.

Finally, the pain stopped for a while, and Mira said angrily: "Why do you do it so ignorantly, I want to ...... , Forget it, only women and villains are difficult to raise, far away is resentful, close is not inferior, I don't have the same knowledge as you. ā€

The beckoning cat finally put away his laughter: "Hey, Ben Meow thinks Sharanbova's idea is very good, wow, you can come and take a look." ā€

"Hey, hey, don't I have a name, anyway, I'm also the head of the regiment, can't you give me a little respect?" Seeing the pattern drawn by Sharanbova on the ground with a wooden stick, Mira blurted out: "Isn't this the map of the Lin Fan Continent?"

"Yes," Sharanbova's dancing stick reminded Mira of her music teacher, "You see, since the Sea Clan banned the sea, the caravans from the East have basically taken the Silk Road, that is, through the Gunya Desert and the Gipps Desert, through the Graham Ferry into the Holy Bin Empire, and then distributed by the merchants of the empire to various places in the Linfan Continent. Therefore, the empire is getting stronger and stronger, and its ambitions are getting bigger and bigger. ā€

Mira nodded and said: "What you said, the teacher also talked about it in class, but this is the trend of historical development, and the teacher also said that the empire is so strong that sooner or later it will unify the entire Lin Fan Continent." ā€

Sharanbova sneered: "Unification? The empire has committed such a heavy crime against us gypsies, and still thinks that it can be unified? That noble emperor relies on this silk road flowing with gold and honey, as long as we cut off this road, the empire will quickly decay, I think that His Majesty the emperor will look very good at that time." ā€

"Broken road?" Tracey wondered, "Are you going to cut the road completely?"

The beckoning cat laughed: "Then the question is, which one is stronger to learn excavators? Okay, I think the so-called road break is to kill all the caravans that come and go, and no one will be left behind, and no one will dare to take this Silk Road again." ā€

Sharanbova smiled: "What you said is a stupid way, and those caravans that dare to travel long distances must have good force, and our people are very few now, and they can't afford to lose like that." In fact, the advantage of the empire is that there is a gram ferry, which is convenient for caravans to pass through the Mudu River, so commerce will prosper. Five or six hundred miles south from here, there is also a small ferry that leads to the kingdom of Gosilaya, and if you are not afraid of a long road, it seems that there are other ways to cross the river more than three hundred miles to the south. ā€

"My idea is to intercept all the caravans from afar in the Gunya Desert and the Gipps Desert and take them to the lower reaches of the Mudu River to cross the river, so as not to cut off the financial route of the Holy Bin Empire?"

Mira shook her head and said, "This idea is good, but it doesn't work, first of all, are those caravans willing to take such a long detour? Secondly, Gosilaya is just a small country, do they dare to snatch food from the imperial bowl? Besides, the emperor is not a soft persimmon, he will watch you intercept the caravan? Won't he send a large army to intercept them again?"

A smile bloomed on Sharanpova's face: "As long as there are enough benefits, neither the caravan nor Gosilia will be a problem." As for the Imperial Army, hasn't the Great Army come? We're not afraid. Moreover, in the next step, we are going to build a city on the desert, and after we have our own city, it will not be so easy for the imperial army to bully us anymore. ā€

"Built a city?"

"Yes, on the barren hill over there, we have set up a small village, and we have recently gathered many homeless people, and received some caravans from the East. Thanks to the Imperial soldiers for sealing the bridge, these caravans are now confined to our stockade, having established good relations with our people and sympathizing with our plight. ā€

The beckoning cat clenched his fist and said: "Don't believe these nonsense, I follow the teacher to go down to disaster relief every year, I don't know how many people have expressed sympathy, in fact, I don't care about their plight at all, hehe." ā€

Sharanbova's eyes were full of realization: "Yes, dignity does not come by sympathy and charity, but by one's own strength. Although the road ahead is full of thorns, for the blood shed by our fathers and brothers, for our hatred and land, we must also go on without hesitation. ā€

Trisi took Sharanbova's hand: "Sister, after you build the city, there will definitely be a mercenary union, and when the time comes, you can let Brother Mira help you with the task." Sharanbova nodded with a smile.

"Oops," exclaimed the beckoning cat, "the magic effect of the stone is almost over, let's go back quickly." ā€

Bidding farewell to Sharanbova and the reluctant Zazana, several people found the still gushing drama on the riverbank. The poor burly soldier was obviously confused, and said regretfully: "Didn't find the Spirit Moon Soil and the Dragon Descending Wood? In this way, I can only trouble the master to bring it himself next time, I'm really embarrassed. ā€

The drama shook his head and sighed: "Gandalf will really find trouble for me, this is to make me pay for my old capital, alas, the next time I see him, I have to clean him up." The burly soldier smiled all over his face, for fear of angering the big man he couldn't provoke.