The arrival of the merchants of the Silver Ingot Fort had long been expected by El, and it had long been the nature of the merchants to be unprofitable since ancient times, and conversely, their efficiency would be surprising if they were 'tempted' and 'confused' by sufficient benefits. [Dancing eBook]――

However, the scene in front of me is not so much a surprise, but more of a "surprise" component. Originally, according to El's expectations, the other party should have sent a representative first, and after a cordial and friendly communication with the upper echelons of the exiles, they should start discussing business. And the big businessman in front of him, who claimed to be from Silver Ingot Castle, didn't play his cards according to the routine. Skipping the initial steps and bringing with him a whole caravan without hesitation.

If this Mr. Akford Saladin had not been a philanthropic and generous man of earth, he would have been sure to make such a big deal with the exiles.

The question is, what is the reason for this self-confidence?

"The supplies that are enough to support more than 10,000 of us through the winter will definitely not be able to be assembled so easily, even the current warehouse of Thundering Fort will not have this surplus, it seems that they are prepared in advance. ”

Looking at the huge caravan slowly marching from the mountain pass, Tiana's face was very solemn.

A huge black 'colored' crow descended from the sky and landed on Tima's shoulder with its wings flapped. After briefly combing the messy feathers, Hemcacha screamed and said, "Five hundred pack horses, three hundred armed guards, two hundred wagons and grooms, and no other army is following. But there is an existence in the team that is not easy to provoke, uncle, I cherish the feathers, there is no benefit, there is no good not to shed this troubled water!"

El frowned slightly, he knew very well how difficult this crow was. I think that in the battle of Sword Castle, even if there was a strong man of the silver rank pressing the formation, it was not afraid at all, and it caused a lot of trouble to the advance of the troops. If it's an existence that he doesn't want to provoke, then it is conceivable that he must be a troublesome character.

Do business is do business, and what does it mean to bring such an uncle over? Everyone is not a child who has never seen the world, who will believe that you are for safety issues?

Of course. This is just a suspicion buried in the bottom of my heart, since the other party has already handed over the letter in advance, and put on such a big position, it means that business still has to be discussed. The current situation of the exiles is not optimistic, so they are even more determined to obtain these daily necessities.

Tiana and Androv are mentally prepared to be slaughtered, as long as the other party really has the intention of talking about business, even if it is a lion's mouth. txt full works download 75txt they also have to grit their teeth and eat it.

The problem at the negotiating table was 'handed over' to the young 'girl' to solve, which was Elle's trust in Tiana. He believes that no one can do better here than Tiana. As for himself, he should be prepared in advance to talk about it and flip the table. Now that the supplies from Silver Ingot Fort have been delivered here, it is impossible to spit them out again. No matter what kind of person the other party invited, as long as it wasn't Lord Logan Churkin himself, El would not have any taboos.

This bandit mentality lasted less than twenty minutes, and when he saw the young man who came with the middle-aged merchant, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

The young man was dressed in a tight-fitting monastic uniform in black, and he looked like a clergyman, and even those with the slightest insight would mistake him for a monk of the Darkmoon Church. But El could see the difference. He had seen real ascetics of the Darkmoon, and their monastic garments, both male and female, were the most common linen fabrics, and their only advantage was that they were resistant to dirt and wear. The monastic robe worn by the young man was made of pure cotton with dark stripes depicted on it, and in some details, such as the high vertical collar that resembled the noble dress, all showed the value of the outfit. And this clearly conflicts with the philosophy of the Darkmoon Church.

The most important problem is that the edge of the collar of this 'bastard' is actually depicted with a dark pattern in the shape of an eye. When he saw this thing, a group of grass and mud horses galloped past El in his head, he had seen this pattern, it was a secret mark of the Truth Society, and it was blatantly placed on the neckline like this?

Although the status of the Society of Truth in this country is an open secret, it is still a secret society of 'sexuality' nature. And this young gentleman made no secret of his identity. If the possible 'sex' of the second generation of brain-dead officials is excluded, then it can only mean one thing - he has the corresponding strength and self-confidence.

In the blink of an eye, El had flashed through countless possibilities of 'yin' conspiracy and traps, but he couldn't determine the true purpose of this young man. I have offended the Truth Society so many times along the way, and I can't help but feel a little weak in retrospect. However, seeing that the other party didn't seem to have the intention of settling accounts in person, he just went with the flow and pretended to know nothing. During the greetings, with the help of Xiao Langa's psychic connection ability, he informed the young 'girl' around him of the situation.

"This must be Miss Tiana Lanstadt from afar, for your story of leading the refugees against the undead and the plague has long been passed down. On behalf of the Silver Ingot Chamber of Commerce, Saladin, the contemptible Akford Saladin, would like to pay your sincerest respects, and in the name of Ludern, may the departed rest in peace, while the living remain steadfast in their faith and strive to survive. ”

Tiana's robes and staffs, inherited from the great mage Doria, are unique symbolic 'sex' equipment that can be easily recognizable to anyone who has heard of it. However, the enthusiastic attitude of the middle-aged businessman was still slightly exaggerated, which made the surrounding onlookers a little unbearable.

"Mr. Baron Saladin, I am grateful for your compliment, and it is only a fitting occasion to do so. We've been looking forward to it since we heard the news of the visit to the Silver Ingot Fort in the early morning. These exiled refugees have lost their homes and loved ones, and have been able to get here with little to nothing but their own lives. Silver Ingot Fort can help at this juncture, and we are 'excited'. ”

Sensing that the other party's intention did not seem to be simple, Tiana also carried some temptation in the official routine greetings. It was obvious that the refugees had nothing to squeeze out oil and water, and she wondered where the confidence of the seemingly prepared Baron Saladin came from.

Of course, Akford couldn't have come to charity with enough to eat, and he didn't care about the soft nails implied in Tiana's words, and still had a standard commercial smile on his face.

"Miss Lanstadt, you are a little too modest, you can lead the refugees of Isttalon across thousands of miles to the Thunder Fortress, and your epic will be sung by future generations. Akford stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "I see that you have a lot of waste to do here, and you need a lot of 'work' here." In that case, let's not waste time, why don't we find a place to sit down and talk about business now?"

Observing words and emotions is a basic skill that a businessman must master, and when he saw Tiana, Akford knew that she was not the kind of aristocratic bureaucrat who paid attention to the dull face and dragged out. Young people are generally more energetic, efficient in doing things, and don't like superfluous red tape. So he just said a few words of greeting and went straight to the topic, and sure enough, he saw that the brows of the young 'girl' on the opposite side stretched slightly.

However, at this time, Tiana's 'essence' strength was not all on him, because from the moment the two sides met, she felt Gawain's undisguised probing gaze, compared with the sleek middle-aged businessman, the young man's edges and corners were obviously too hard, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like he was here to do business.

"Mr. Baron, won't you tell us about the origin of this friend?"

Although Gawain's eyes are as sharp as knives, Tiana is not an ignorant young 'girl' without the city, she has seen the obvious secret mark on the other party's collar, but since he has not officially 'revealed' his identity so far, it at least shows that there is still room for buffer.

"I'm just a historian, because my family ancestors have some connection to the Silver Ingot Castle, so I travel around with the caravan, you can call me Gawain, this is my Christian name. Gao Wen stared straight into the eyes of the young 'girl', raised the corners of his mouth slightly, lowered his head and said stiffly.

Unexpectedly, Gawain actually reported a fake identity that anyone with a discerning eye knew was in question, which made both parties involuntarily relieved. Akford is afraid that this guy's stinky temper will come up and he will not recognize his relatives, and Tiana's side is purely weak-hearted.

"Only scholars who are truly brave enough to seek the truth will leave the ivory tower to travel. We have migrated here from the north, and we are not familiar with the place here, so we just happened to ask you some questions about geography and customs. ”

Since this identity was given, Tiana naturally didn't mind following the words. As long as he didn't come looking for trouble, it would be fine, and the real problem now was the living supplies on the caravan's side.

Guided by Androff, Akford and Tiana walked into the tent, and Gawain didn't say much, but followed on his own. El stood outside the tent and made a few gestures to Ahmed, who nodded knowingly, and commanded the cavalry troops to surround the caravan, intentionally or unintentionally.

"How's the talk?" Irana's voice suddenly rang in her ears, and El quickly turned around and put her index finger to her 'lips', signaling her not to speak.

If that Mr. Gawain was as strong as Hemcacha had judged, he would have known all the wind and grass within this distance.

The young 'girl' nodded, leaned on El 'back', squinted her eyes at the caravan full of goods in front of her, and then suddenly whispered, "It seems that the legend of the Silver Ingot Fort is indeed true. ”

"The legend of the Silver Ingot Castle?" El looked back with some confusion. Seeing the young girl's sparkling eyes, his heart suddenly moved.

In fact, there is no need to ask the historian of unknown origin for any questions, the well-read alchemist young 'woman' is a living encyclopedia herself.

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