"You didn't take any work?"

Lucian asked suspiciously, taking a sip of the spirits and telling his story.

The former Graves and Trist were two outlaws who robbed everywhere.

A few years ago, because he robbed the noble lord of Piltoverff, Graves entered the number of Piltwolf.

It was also because of those things that broke out in the Twin Cities that he was fished out by Trist.

He didn't believe that the two people in front of him would be okay.

"If you don't do it, there is no future in robbery!" Graves grinned.

He sat on the wooden table, rested his legs on the chair, and swallowed the fog in his mouth, looking dashing.

When Lucian heard this, his face turned slightly pale: "You just live on the tavern?" ”

"You're a small tavern." Trist smiled, "Now a day's revenue is worth a big one for us." I really had a tavern, and I realized why people didn't do robbery. ”

"That's it, damn it, these people are wilting one by one!" Graves said with a look of resentment, "Labor and management now know that half of what they have worked so hard to grab has been swallowed up by this group of bastards. ”

Seeing that Lucian was a little puzzled, Trist explained beside him: "What we steal from merchant ships is usually sold to these taverns. Generally, it is about 3% of the market price, because it is quick to get rid of, and we also think that this kind of dirt is not easy to deal with, so we think it is no problem. ”

"And now?" Lucian wondered.

This information was what Sivir wanted them to collect, and he was happy to hear it.

Trist sighed: "We were deceived by those dogs, and we only knew that there were merchants who would regularly come to us to receive goods, which was 7% of the market price. We only have to collect the goods that have been looted and sell them to the merchants, and we can make a lot of money. ”

"Thinking about labor and management makes you angry." Graves scolded, "I wish I had all these bastards sudden." ”

"Uh... That's fine now. Lucian laughed dryly.

He was a little unsure, if he told the two people in front of him that the Explorers Association of the Empire had been buying dirty goods at 90% of the market price for a long time, he didn't know if these two people would jump to their feet.

Trist seemed to sense something, his turn hand paused slightly, turned his head to Lucian, and suddenly laughed: "Today is my lucky day, it seems that winning money is not the biggest luck, it seems that money is sent to the door." ”

"Huh?" Graves' eyes narrowed slightly.

The two have worked together for many years, and although he doesn't have Trist's brain, he also realized something at once.

"Lucian, you're not here just because of your broken pirate group. Say, there is no goods to deal with, we are all friends, I will give you 4 percent! ”

"4 Cheng, I still treat you as good brothers!" Lucian said helplessly.

"Huh."

Graves had a cigarette in his mouth, but stretched out his palms towards him.

Lucian understood what his old friend meant, shook his head, took out a money bag and threw it over:

"It's your old style."

"Brother Lucian is refreshing! 5 into, no more! ”

Graves turned the purse with satisfaction, 20 Trifali coins, a lot.

Lucian listened, and his face did not change:

"I'm not here to sell goods."

"Ha, are you playing with me?"

Graves' eyes kicked and he wanted to pay again.

It was Trist who spoke, so he stopped: "Say, is there any profitable business?" ”

"Join our pirate group!" Lucian said seriously.

"Why?"

Trist stopped the grumpy Graves again, and his voice was playful:

"The current tavern can earn nearly a hundred gold coins a day."

Lucky Tavern is just one of many humble pubs in Bilgewater Bay, but it's not cheap.

And as one of the few places where you can gamble, it is loved by many people.

"We can double the money you make!" Lucian said seriously.

"Doubling is only 200 gold coins, Mr. Lucian, your pattern should be a little bigger!"

Suddenly, a childish voice came from the side.

"Who the hell are you?" Graves picked up the gun, his face full of grumpy.

"Noxus, Zben!"

Zben approached, and Stoby followed him.

Just a half-grown kid who said he was a Noxian, Graves must have been dismissive.

But Stobie from the Doom Tavern was standing in the back, and that was much more credible.

"Lucian, do you know?" Trist asked, squinting.

Who doesn't know how powerful Noxus is, and would rather mess with the bearded lady than the Empire, this is Bilgewater's way of survival.

But before he could do that, he had to determine the identity of the person in front of him.

Lucian nodded: "Mr. Zben, a cadet of the Magic Department of the Imperial War Academy. Is Ms. Seraphine okay? ”

"The teacher is very good, and it is said that this expedition was a great victory. Although the Shadow Island was not destroyed, the black fog spread much faster, and it was very slow to condense when trying to condense. Ziben said with a smile.

"That's good!" Lu Xixin breathed a sigh of relief.

At the very least, that's huge good news.

This will also make him really feel that there is a strong person in front of him, which is good!

"This Zben... Yes, sir. Trist raised an eyebrow, "What are you here for?" ”

"I heard that Mr. Trist is a skilled gambler, so I have hired you as a consultant." Ziben said truthfully.

"Advisor?" Trist hadn't heard the word.

"Don't talk so much, how much do you give?" Graves muttered.

He didn't care what the other party asked Trist to do, if the money given was enough, he would put a gun to Triste's head, and he would have to let the other party do it.

In Bilgewater, who does not know that the empire gives the most generous money.

"A base salary of 500 Trivary gold coins a day, and if Mr. Trist can cultivate more talent, this figure can be increased tenfold."

Ziben calmly walked to the wooden table, picked up the cards on the table one by one, and sorted them out.

"How much!? 10 times? Graves' eyes widened, "Little cub from the Empire, this is no joke. ”

"Is 100 times a lot?" Ziben twitched the card, "You can go to the empire and inquire, my family's property earns 1,000 times more per day than 500 gold coins. For talented people, the empire has never been stingy. ”

"Boy, how much is that?" Graves muttered to himself.

Trist frowned, turning his head towards Lucian, as if to confirm something.

Lucian smiled bitterly and nodded, today Ziben came with the same intention as him, but it was clear that in front of money, he was defeated.

Sure enough, what the head of the regiment said was very reasonable, money can really buy everything.

He was also an open-minded man, and helped Ziben to introduce:

"I met Ziben on the way from Demacia to the Immortal Fortress, his family controls the largest chamber of commerce in the Immortal Fortress, and his daily profit is much more than this."

"Is it true!?" Graves broke the defense a bit.

I think he squatted for a few years for a few hundred Trevary gold coins. Think about it again, as soon as people make a move, it is hundreds of thousands of rewry, why is the gap between this person and others so big!

He seemed to have thought of something, and his malicious eyes looked at him.

"Mr. Graves." Ziben smiled, "Do you know how kidnapping is seen in our eyes? ”

Hearing this, Graves was stunned, as if he was a little weak-hearted, and said with a dry smile: "What do you say? ”

"A business with no future!"

Graves was not happy to hear this, and muttered, "What could be faster than robbing the rich?" ”

As long as you don't get caught, it seems that the robbery will definitely come faster.

As for why they didn't do it, it wasn't because they couldn't rob the damn rich.

It's like Ziben, if it weren't for Stobie standing behind him, he would have tied him up a long time ago.

Zben smiled dumbly: "Mr. Graves is indeed an interesting person, how do you think of your pattern?" ”

"Of course it's this! We've been traveling north and south for so many years, and we haven't seen anything. Graves grinned and gave himself a thumbs up.

Trist was only on the side with interest, and he knew that Ziben was showing what he was capable of. He also wanted to see how good the legendary Noxus was.

Ziben smiled slightly: "Then if you kidnap me, how much ransom will you ask?" ”

"50,000!" Graves said without hesitation.

He had just heard from the other party that the money in the family was at least a few million.

It's not that he doesn't want more, it's that he's not stupid, and he can't take it away if he has more money.

And it's too much, and in the end he's going to die.

"Mr. Graves." Ziben smiled strangely, "What makes you dare not dream of being bold?" ”

"Don't talk about those unrealistic, 50,000 kidnappings once, I haven't seen a more cost-effective deal." Graves snorted coldly.

"Okay, okay, let's just say 50,000 gold coins. Let's assume that if a ship with 2,000 passengers is full of wealthy gamblers, how much money will the dealer make? ”

"Why a ship?" Graves was keen to spot blind spots.

But it was Trist, looking at Ziben's eyes, he had a guess in his heart, and said with a thought:

"If the average person spends 50 gold coins, the income in one night is about 100,000 gold coins."

As a casino watcher, he knows the hearts of those gamblers very well.

Of course, it's all based on the fact that those people have families.

An average of 50 gold coins is not much.

It is probably a few dozen gold coins per person for those who have no money, and tens of thousands of dollars for those who have money.

To the rich people of Piltover and Demacia, tens of thousands are small fortunes.

"! So earned!? Graves was shocked.

He never thought that opening a casino could make such a profit.

Kidnapping is not a one-day or two-day job, it takes so much time and energy, and it risks death, but it turns out that it is not as profitable as opening a casino?

But soon, he thought of the question:

"No, this money will be collected in a few days, and it can't be sustained."

"So, Mr. Zben is talking about boats." Trist glanced at Zben and guessed, "If you build a mobile casino, circulating along the coasts of Piltover and Demacia, the money is basically endless. ”

One thing he didn't say was that they couldn't make this money.

Without a certain strength background, they dared to sail over, and the next day others dared to let their corpses sink into the sea.

Only the empire is qualified to make this money, and at the same time there is no need to worry about competitors.

In the same way, those competitors who play small are fine, and the ashes can be raised when they play big.

Although Graves is straight, he is not stupid either, and he quickly thought of this:

"So, you want Trist to help you?"

"Of course, I've heard that Mr. Trist has mastered a kind of card magic."

Ziben smiled and handed the cards in his hand to Trist:

"Lady with more than 5 beards."

There were only 4 Bearded Ladies in the deck, and the deck he handed to Trist was a complete deck that he had just checked.

"As you wish!"

Trist shrugged his shoulders slightly, and with a few sharp cuts with his dexterous hands, he flipped the whole deck of cards over without looking.

Swish!

The entire deck of cards arcs across the wooden table, and the cards are all turned upside down.

And now the entire 60 cards, all of them are Bearded Lady.

However, seeing this scene, several people present were not surprised, only Ziben patted it, and his face was full of praise:

"Wonderful technology, Mr. Trist, the Empire needs talent like you."

"I can think about it..."

Before Trist could finish speaking, Graves put the gun to his head, and he grinned at Zben:

"Mr. Zben, I think you need an overseer, this kid is not honest."

"Then I think Greyfus would be more than willing to do the job." Ziben smiled and said, "In addition to this job that Trist paid for you, I think you can also do some part-time work. ”

"I'd love to, but you also know me, I can kill people and set fires, and nothing else." Graves smiled.

"Of course, of course, the Empire is committed to allowing everyone to use their talents." Ziben replied solemnly, "100 gold coins per day of the initial company, the vice captain of the security of the gambling ship, I believe you are up to the job." ”

"It's exactly what I want." Graves was satisfied.

"But I have a small request." Ziben said with a wink.

"You say!"

Trist asked without changing his face, since he was already on the boat, the other party was the employer.

"I'd like to give you some training, and the training location is in the Immortal Fortress." Ziben looked at the two of them and frowned, and changed his voice: "Of course, I will arrange it along the way, and I will also give 500 gold coins to the two gentlemen, just as a trip." ”

"No problem!" Graves said.

"Good!" Trisette nodded.

For this request, the two had no reason to refuse, not to mention that they also had a great curiosity about the Immortal Fortress, the capital of the empire.

Lucian watched all this, and shook his head in his heart.

Another meaning of Ziben is that only he can understand by those present.

It was a kind of shock that only outsiders could understand when they went to the Immortal Fortress.

All who have seen it will fall under the miraculous city.

Only when you really see the floating castle that hangs high in the sky will you truly feel your own insignificance.

And that was the abode of Ryan Meredith, the legendary strongest man in the world.

The Immortal Fortress is also a city of miracles built by the Council of Chuifali under his leadership.

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