Bunian nodded, there was nothing to avoid in this matter.

"I couldn't have been lucky today. I didn't expect to meet the current patriarch and the next patriarch this time. Allow me to express the excitement in my heart. ”

Mosley said, kneeling down on one knee in front of Bunian.

"Get up. Bunyan frowned, feeling that Mosley was a little hypocritical, and knelt down in front of the stranger he had only seen once, and Bunyan felt that ordinary people would never make such a natural gesture.

Picole looked at Bunian with a smile and said, "Young Patriarch, Mosley is a very powerful person. Not only is he well-informed, but he is also very profitable. ”

Bunian didn't know if it was his own psychology, but he always felt that when Picole looked at him, he always had some strange feelings, and he seemed to have a sharp knife hidden in his smile.

At this time, Moseley also began to tell about what he had seen and heard in various parts of Tanya, and Hood listened with relish, interjecting from time to time to ask, and more than once expounding his envy of Moseley's freedom.

Bunian was preoccupied and wanted to meet Aaron and tell Aaron about the matter. So when Moseley spoke, he only said two symbolic words.

"How long is Mr. Moseley going to stay in Bilmer this time?" Hood asked.

"This time may be a long time, right? Mainly because I need a while to sort out the accounts and make plans for the next year. Moseley replied.

"Well, that's fine. You've been working hard for us dwarves, and it's been hard work to be honest. This is the opportunity to take a break. Hood touched his chin and said.

"It's a pleasure to have your understanding. Moseley said.

By the time Mosley and Picole had left Hood's quarters, Bunian was ready to go to Aaron.

"Well, Bunian, let's hold off tomorrow. Hood said suddenly.

"What?" Bunian didn't understand Hood.

"I'm talking about Razor, I'd better take a break. Well, that's it, take a break. Hood's face also darkened.

"Father, are you afraid?" asked Bunian as he saw Hood's slightly trembling hands.

"Joke, what can I be afraid of?" Hood laughed awkwardly.

"Afraid of Moseley. Bunian said.

Hood shook his head, "I'm not afraid of him, but haven't you noticed? The clan was given the goods he could live on, and he was given the resources he wanted. This is a good result for both sides. And, while I believe that Lady Winnie's death had nothing to do with the dwarves, we have no proof of our innocence. ”

"That being said, the future fate of our dwarves is in Morris's hands. Bunian said.

"No, four years, four years later, the management of the Urus Mountains will be back in our hands, and at that time, we will continue to hold the initiative, as we did a year ago. ”

"By that time, are you going to play this trick again?" asked Bunian.

Hood blushed suddenly: "I...... For the sake of the development of the dwarves, there is nothing wrong with doing so. ”

"I didn't say there was anything wrong with that, but I always didn't think Moseley was a good guy. Bunian said.

"No, Moseley is a good guy. He was loyal, and he saved the life of a dwarf. Hood said.

"Who's that dwarf?" Bunyan didn't know anything else had happened to Moseley.

"Picole. Mosley rescued him at the hands of the Terrans, and not only did he send Picol back in the first place, but also without pay. ”

Bunian knew that Hood was complaining to Bunian that he hadn't sent him over in the first place after "Razor" saved him.

Of course, Bunian, who knew what had happened, would not write this incident down on "Razor", and he also knew that if "Razor" directly sent him to Hood who lost consciousness, Hood didn't know how angry he would be.

"Shall I go over and see them again?" asked Bunian.

"Well, it's okay to go for a while, I'm afraid you'll be very embarrassed by then...... They're not going to get revenge on you in a fit of rage, are they?"

Bunian had just returned to Hood's side, so Hood always looked a little bit troubled about such things.

"No, we're good friends. ”

Bunian knew that Razor wasn't here for trade, so even if the dwarves didn't choose to cooperate with him, he wouldn't do anything too crazy.

"That would be the best, do you want me to find a few more men to accompany you?" asked Hood.

"No, it's not dangerous. Bunian said.

......

Moseley's giant carriage left Hood's lodgings and headed north.

The interior of the carriage is extremely luxurious, and if you only look at the interior, you would never think that it is actually a carriage. The wide wheels gave the carriage an extreme sense of stability, so that those sitting in it did not feel the bumps in the road.

Moseley's fat body was lying on the bed, with a wine glass in one hand, looking at Picole who was sitting on the side of the carriage.

"Your carriage is luxurious. Living in such a carriage, you won't feel any fatigue after a long journey, right?"

Although it was not the first time he had sat in this carriage, Picole let out an exclamation.

This is the enjoyment of life, and in comparison, all the dwarves, including Hood, live no different life than beggars.

"But it also takes a lot of money. This carriage alone has cost tens of thousands of gold coins, and I don't think most people have the financial resources for it, right?"

Picole shrunk his neck, this is too much money, isn't it? However, no one in the dwarves can afford to burn that much money. Thinking of this, Picole's heart suddenly became much more restrained.

"Mr. Moseley, I need your help now. Picole rubbed his hands together and said.

"What's going on?" Moseley asked.

"Bunian is back. Picole's eyebrows furrowed.

"So what does it matter?" Moseley asked.

"I'd die, if he knew I sold him. Picole became anxious.

"But doesn't he know yet?" Mosley smiled.

"I can't take that risk, and I don't want him to take the position of patriarch. "You also know that if I become the patriarch, your interests will be greater than they are now, so please help me." Picol said.

"But it's not as simple as you think. ”

(To be continued.) )