So, the merchants from the north of the continent would gather in Rana and they wanted to go from Rana to Halma, so that they could go from Halma to Durkuba.

Rana didn't have any special products in the first place, but because of its special geographical location, it still gathered a group of merchants.

Walls had arrived in Lana just before the evening, and they had decided to stay here for the night, hoping to find the treasure.

Judging by the markings he had found on the treasure map, they had to go to the village of Serenmis, where Ashley hid his treasure.

Also that night, Walls's troops had been on a day's journey, and had a great battle with the steppe robbers, who were so quickly depleted that they fell asleep as soon as they arrived at the hotel.

They were asleep, but Walls was awake.

Walls walked out and walked around, he was now thinking about how to find this treasure, which was a hundred thousand dinars, and if he got it, he would save a lot of time.

If you go into business, even if you have the golden finger of Wo to assist you, then it will take a lot of time to save such money, if you can get this money, then you can quickly assemble an elite army, in this way, on the battlefield your talent is favored by a certain king, maybe you will reward yourself with a fief.

If that's the case, then the opportunity to restore the glory of your own family will come.

Now, however, Walls faces a conundrum, and that is that if he tries to find these things himself, he will be blocked by a group of people.

Although Walls has left a fake treasure map on Fagan's body, will this group of steppe robbers see through this trick, if this is discovered, then they will be pursued by more than 300 steppe bandits.

That's not what Walls wants to see.

Walls thought as he walked downstairs.

A man with a handful of beards walked up to Walls, his actual age was 30, but he now looked like a 40-year-old.

"Hello, friend, help me go to the market to track someone, is it possible." The man asked.

"Maybe, what's the matter?" Walls asked.

"Well, sir, it's a long story." The man began to tell his own story.

"I was just misunderstood here, and in Rana I saw a horse tied to the outside of the tavern, and he was exactly like the one I had lost the other day, and before I knew it, I went to unreins it and take a closer look, but he was someone else's, and the old man did not accept my explanation at all, and immediately called the guards over. If I could be with a large group of people who can vouch for me, they might let me go, and I would be grateful to you. ”

"Perhaps, but how can I know that there is no stolen goods in my horses." Instead Walls asked.

"Sir, even if you think it hurts my feelings, I will be very grateful to you, and you will see how I will express my gratitude with my actions. I'm an excellent tracker. The man said that he was showing off his talents, and that this was the only way he could escape.

"Okay, you'll be useful to us." When Wall heard him say that he was a tracker, he wanted to include him in his team, such a talent he had wanted for a long time, and he was now fighting with the steppe bandits here, which made him very much in need of a tracker, so that he could see if these robbers had walked this path through the traces left by those steppe bandits, and he could choose whether to take this road or not.

"I'll be useful to you, my name is Porcha, sir, I bet. But there's one more thing before we leave, can I borrow 300 dinars from you? I'm ashamed to say that, but I owe a little money here. Stayed in the tavern for a few more weeks, and the tavern owner didn't believe I would get the money I promised him. You know, if they see me and you leaving without paying, it can make things embarrassing. Porcha made a gesture of embarrassment and pleading.

"Well, then, the 300 dinars, now, get some rest."

"Yes, sir, you are my boss now, and I will obey your commands." Porcha took the money that Walls gave him and died of joy.

Walls knew that the 300 dinars had no chance of coming back, and when he saw Porcha's shining eyes, he knew that this guy was very greedy for money.

However, Walls didn't care, if this person could have the talent he wanted, he would have given him the 300 dinars.

At this time, at Fort Repolet.

King Ragnar and his vassals were celebrating the victory in the war, disposing of the corpses of our soldiers and enjoying the joyous moments.

Hewitt was among them, he was a courtier in the service of King Ragnar, and he had to follow Ragnar closely.

"Saltonyar, what do you think of the Swadiaans? How vulnerable they were, and I defeated them all with a few tricks. "King Ragnar must establish his prestige at this time, and he cannot let his vassals look down on him, and if his vassals think that he is a man of no talent, then in a few days they will raise the banner of rebellion.

The position of king should be given to some person with leadership ability, this is the usual thinking of the Nords.

"Of course, my king, I only now understand how weak the Svadians are." Saltonjarr felt that he held up his glass and said, he knew that he would not be able to make King Ragnar lose face at this time, if he did not flatter himself, then this king might send himself to prison, so as to establish his majesty.

"Yes, I'm sure Salton will continue to aid me in the rest of the war." King Ragnar continued.

"Yes, Your Majesty, our Nord Kingdom will definitely be able to defeat Svadia, and Nord will win." Salton Yar knew it was time to say this.

"Haha." Hearing Salton Yar say this, his heart was also very happy, after all, he was victorious, so public opinion will end. King Ragnar poured a sip of liquor into his mouth.

"Come, my vassals, let us enjoy this wonderful moment."

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