"Usually the price of a caravan is only 7 silver coins, but the price of 15 silver coins is too high, you ...... it."

"7 credits?"

Sean seemed to be smiling, he didn't plan to expose Laurien's lies, in fact, his reserve price was exactly 7 silver coins, but in the face of the current situation, how could he not mention a price increase?

"Maybe it used to be 7 silver, but in the current situation, 10 to 13 silver is the most reasonable, and my help is your only option, isn't it?"

In terms of the way of bidding, Sean did not choose a definite number, but gave a price range, and the lowest price in this range is the price Sean wants to give.

Laurien gritted his teeth, he really had no solution to Sean's faint threat, as Sean said, because of those damn kobolds, this was already the only option.

"The only option? I don't think it's - well, 10 silver, at least better than that damn caravan the other day. ”

Caravan?

Sean asked, frowning.

"Didn't you mention that a caravan came the other day - wasn't the road blocked by kobolds?"

"Ah, it ...... true"

"That caravan is very strange, since this incident, they have come once a month, but the price of the things they bring is very high, and the purchase price is also very low."

"I asked them how they avoided the kobolds, but they wouldn't answer, saying that they had never met them before - ridiculous!"

"Are there any characteristics of those people?" Sean's heart sank, it didn't seem that simple.

"Features?" Laurien froze, "I want to think about ......"

"There don't seem to be any obvious features, they don't have any flags, and they don't have any insignia that represents their status or the forces they belong to, but there is one thing I remember."

"There were a few grooms among those men, whom I had seen before, when they were working for Brent Brod, the great nobleman of Teresa."

"But even so, there is no way to prove that the caravan has anything to do with Count Broad, after all, those coachmen are not slaves, and it is entirely possible that they are the ones who have changed their service."

"Really?"

Sean nodded noncommittally, as if the last piece of the puzzle had been put together, and the matter became clear in his mind a little bit because of Laurien's few words.

Compared to Laurien, who lives in the village and is uninformed, Sean has many more sources of information than him.

Even in the Mage Tower, as an assistant to the old mage Lauren, he frequented the city and occasionally heard some secrets from Lauren's mouth.

For example, Count Brent Broad controlled almost half of the shops and markets in Teressa, and had a number of small and medium-sized caravans under his command, and repeatedly showed his desire to control the economy of Teresa and its surroundings.

Add to that the rumors that don't know where they came from, such as the presence of a kobold tribe outside the city, hundreds of kobolds ready to go, Count Broad preventing troops from sending troops and catching poor people to give to kobolds for food, and the appearance of rare kobold warlocks in kobold tribes, with the rank of apprentice......

Regarding the matter of the kobold warlock, Sean once specifically asked Lauren if it was true, but Lauren did not deny it, but asked Sean not to run around without anything.

From these things and the news he just got, Sean gradually guessed a possibility.

It is likely that the so-called Earl of Brent Broad had made some invisible deal with the kobolds, and part of that deal was to attack caravans or passers-by other than the Broad caravans, in order to profit from them.

In part, Sean thinks that if profit alone is not enough to make an earl who controls a lot of wealth to act in such a violation of law and morality, other nobles who know about it will not acquiesce to such a thing.

But unfortunately, due to the lack of clues, Sean can't know what the secret is, and the most important thing is that as an apprentice-level mage who has just become a professional, even if he knows something, it won't help.

In the end, this world is dominated by power, and Sean doesn't want to be involved in these troubles until he is strong enough to do so.

Now all Sean has to do is to strengthen himself, and then find a way to run out and stay away from this place of right and wrong.

"Do you have any guesses?"

Laurien couldn't help but ask when he saw Sean's expression.

"I don't have a clue." Sean shook his head as he pretended to be helpless, "Now I want to take a break and grab a bite to eat." The magic fat thing is as I just said, starting tomorrow, you can send someone to help me, okay? ”

"No problem." Laurien nodded, "I'll arrange the food and lodging immediately, please wait." ”

Rising from his chair, Laurien stepped out the door and shouted to the strong overseer who was still crouching in the shade outside the room.

"Emra, come here."

"Take this adult, go to my old house to rest, let people clean it, and prepare some good food, don't slack off, remember?"

"Yes." The overseer named Emra replied, saying to Sean with a look of awe, "Your Excellency, please come with me. ”

Sean nodded, waved to Laurien Hansa, and followed Emra towards the outskirts of the village.

……

The conversation didn't take much time, and as when he came, Emra didn't say a word, whether it was because of fear or habit.

Sean was not interested in initiating a conversation either, and he was still repeatedly observing the situation in the village.

Most of the people still in the village are children and the elderly, and the young and middle-aged people are estimated to have gone to work in the fields, and the Faeron plane has extremely rich resources, but these resources are never the turn of these people at the bottom.

From childhood to old age, I have worked all my life to create wealth for the lord, which is already quite a perfect life.

In fact, the ruling class of the Faeron plane often oppressed these civilians in various ways, making them unable to survive and becoming slaves.

Their sense of rebellion has been worn out for countless years, and they are nothing more than numb sheep, and the high professionals and nobles are the so-called shepherds.

Soon, led by Emra, Sean was in his temporary abode.

Compared to the other old wooden houses around, this place is at least tidy, and the various furniture in the house is basically complete, although it is not as good as Sean's former room, but it is okay.

It seemed to have been uninhabited for a while, and the house was covered in a thin layer of ash, and just as Emra offered to have someone clean it up immediately, Sean waved his hand to stop him.