Chapter VI: Interception
"What?! Three hundred gold coins! β
Wren exclaimed, "It's too expensive, you might as well grab it!" β
It is no wonder that he was surprised, considering that in today's economic environment, ten gold coins are enough for a family of three to live in luxury for a year, and there is no need to work in other jobs at all. Most of the transactions between ordinary people are only copper coins, and according to Wren's experience, it only costs two gold coins to charter the most beautiful party girl in his hometown of Green Shade City for a night, you must know that Green Shade City is the main city of the eastern city-state (these two gold coins are the most valuable money Wren has ever spent, and in his opinion, Lilith's goblin tongue alone is worth this price, not to mention the rest of her body).
"Little master, this price is not expensive. Actually, the moment I opened the door, I knew who you two were, and the bounty was already plastered all over the town, and the big guy behind you was easy to identify. β
Lewis looked at the two of them with bad intentions: "Heh, Maurice and his son from the Green City and the humanoid weapons they carry, am I right, distinguished guest?" Your crimes are not small. β
"Since you recognize us, it is wisest to pretend that you don't know at this time, haven't you learned from the bounty order how powerful my father's servants are? Not to mention that it is now standing outside in the yard. β
There was a hint of menace in Wren's tone.
"Come on, you don't need to intimidate me, young master."
Lewis said sincerely: "There are rules, and I can do business so steadily by abiding by the rules, so I will not betray you for the bounty - then no one will dare to do business with me in the future." At the same time, I can also guarantee that although there are many of my colleagues in the entire southern city-state, no one but me will dare to send you out at this time, and no one will have the ability to do so. β
"Don't get excited, Lewis is in charge, my son is not trying to threaten you."
Morris frowned and said, "It's just that three hundred gold coins is indeed beyond our budget, as you can see, I am now a wanted criminal, and I am no longer the former president of the Alchemy Association of the Eastern City-States, and now no one pays me a salary." We must take into account the issue of refuge after smuggling. β
"Oh, that's no wonder I'm not going to smuggle overseas, it's always been a rich man's doing, it's not as simple as buying a ticket and setting off with a smile, yes, it's not smuggling, it's a spring outing."
Lewis shook his head and said, "If it's that simple, why are you looking for me?" Distinguished guests, not only do I have to send you out safely, but I am also taking great risks, and I can't afford to get through the joints without money. β
"But aren't there many poor people who can also get to Kalm by illegal means?"
Wren couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, of course, but I'm going to ask this young master to make it clear, smuggling and being sold as goods are two different things."
Lewis said slowly: "Some poor and sour people who have committed crimes, who cannot stay in the country, and have no money to smuggle in, can only be sold to the other side of the river as slaves voluntarily. Although it seems to me that being a slave is no better than being hanged, if you are lucky enough to have a good master, then life is still okay. In short, these people will be auctioned off as soon as they get off the ship, and the money from the sale will be used as the fare. I can also symbolically collect a few dozen gold coins from you, and then sell you when I get over there - in fact, my colleagues have done this, they collect the money of the stowaways and treat the stowaways as goods, so that they can make double money - I have to say that this is too shameless, so as an honest and kind person, I must make things clear to you and let you choose. β
"I see, as I have heard in the rumors, your words and deeds are indeed worthy of your good reputation in this business, Lewis is in charge. And although I am a wanted criminal now, it is not a big problem to come up with three hundred gold coins. β
Morris nodded, ignoring the indignant Wren, "Then it's settled, three hundred gold coins, I will pay you the full amount before you get on the ship, but you must keep us safe." Remember, it's not just about getting on board safely, it's about making sure we get to Kalmdo safely. β
"No problem!"
Lewis smiled sincerely and said: "It is a pleasure to talk about business with a smart man like you, so please go upstairs and rest, please rest assured, the cost of accommodation and food is counted on my head, if necessary, I can also call you two little sisters full of southern style to relieve your boredom, of course, it is also free." β
"Oh...... Oh? β
Morris hesitated visibly, frowned, and said, "Is this...... It must be said that we are not the kind of amorous people who are full of obscenity, Lewis is in charge, do you think we still have the heart to recruit prostitutes in this situation? β
"So you don't need it?"
"Hmm...... In fact, I did have backache and leg pain all the way, so I asked a girl to pinch my legs and feet. β
After saying that, Morris went upstairs with a straight face, and did not look at Wren.
"Then what about you, young master?"
Lewis looked at Wren.
"Let's have one too, my legs and feet don't hurt much, so she doesn't need any massage skills, as long as she is good enough in bed."
Wren said his heart frankly, Lewis showed a 'I understand' look, and then smiled: "I like a straightforward person like the young master, please rest assured, the enthusiastic Lina will be more than happy to serve a handsome young man like you." β
Wren nodded in satisfaction and walked into the upstairs room expectantly. And Lewis did not disappoint him, and in a short time a young girl of wheat complexion came, although not as white and bright as the woman of her hometown of Green City, but the wild wave was really not covered, which made Wren, who had thought that he would not be able to refresh himself until he reached Kalmdo, was very happy.
Early the next morning, more than a dozen wagons loaded with goods drove out of Hot Wind, and the penultimate carriage was driven by none other than Lewis of the Travelers' Union. It was a specially made carriage with a layer of plywood in the middle of the cargo compartment, on which were ordinary goods, and on the lower level were people waiting to be smuggled after paying large sums of gold.
Generally speaking, such a large carriage dragged by six horses can seat at least ten stowaways, and it is not impossible to squeeze twelve to sit down. But at this time, there were only seven people curled up under the mezzanine of the cargo compartment, and the rest of the space was occupied by Frank.
It's like a crowded canned sardine, and Wren and Maurice are like two sardines, and this state lasts until they come aboard, at which point the cargo compartment is unloaded in the hold of the cargo ship, and they can come out in the dead of night to breathe.
Perhaps due to the fatigue of last night, Morris was a little sluggish and kept dozing off. Wren, on the other hand, was sitting with his legs crossed, and he now had a bad feeling, indescribable, like a slight palpitation.
Maybe it's too boring, he thought, and then turned his attention to the other strangers, young and old, who had broken the law just like himself and his father, and were looking forward to starting a new life in a new place, in a new identity.
"Speaking of which, what are your plans after you arrive at Windward?"
A chubby, wealthy businessman-looking man spoke. Like Altya, Kalmdo had a number of seaports from different countries, and this time they were going to take a cargo ship to the Windward Harbor.
No one answered, and everyone was depressed by Frank's presence, so the fat man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said to himself: "Windward Harbor belongs to the kingdom of redstone, and the redstone produced there is a good thing, and there is nothing more important than a floor paved with redstone." When I get there, I'm sure to buy a villa facing the sea, and the exterior and floor are all made of red stone. β
Wren coughed and asked, "Sir, are you familiar with the country of Kalmdor?" β
"Oh, not really, it's just that I used to go to the Redstone Kingdom a lot to do business, so I just know a little bit about it."
The fat man wiped his sweat and said, "It's just that the last time I went there as a legitimate merchant was two years ago, and God knows if there has been a change of master now, maybe the Redstone Kingdom no longer exists." But it doesn't matter, no matter who is in charge, the port will continue to operate, which is a cash cow. β
"I see, I wonder why you can't go through the normal channels now, but rely on smuggling?"
"It's a rude question, lad, and I must point it out, and in this case don't know so much about other people's pasts."
The fat man shook his head and said, "But it's nothing to tell you, because I was wronged, and those people accused me of being a fraudulentβoh my God, I'm just going to raise money first, and then make a big deal, and if I do it, everyone will get a decent dividend." β
"Now it seems that the big deal must not be done."
Wren nodded knowingly.
"Well, there are unforeseen circumstances, how can you not lose money in business? Those people obviously didn't understand this and were clamoring to sue me - so I ran before the court summoned me so that I didn't have to give them the money I owed, no way, they forced me, those damned people forced me to abandon my most important reputation as a businessman, can you understand how sad I am? β
Understand? I understand your mother, you're a fraudster!
"Yes, I understand."
Wren said this, and at the same time made up his mind that when he arrived in Windward, he would loot the fat man and to hell with his Redstone Villa.
"And what about you, lad? Seeing that you are young, what did you do to smuggle out of the country? β
The fat man asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, it's just helping to kill people,"
Wren shrugged, "Killed a lot of people. β
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to ask more.
At this moment, the carriage procession suddenly stopped.
Wren's eyes widened, and he quickly knocked on the cargo compartment: "Lewis is in charge, what happened?" β
"It seems that there is a caravan sampling."
Lewis's muffled voice came from outside the cargo compartment: "Strange, even if it is to check the goods, it should be when entering the city?" This is still 20 kilometers away from Blue Coconut City! β
Wren's whole person instantly became nervous, Morris looked at him dissatisfied, and reproached: "Calm down, son, we will leave this country soon, or even leave this continent soon, nothing will happen." β
As he spoke, he also knocked on the cargo compartment: "Are you right, Lewis is in charge, we have nothing to worry about, right?" After all, you should have already taken care of all the links. β
"Yes, you are all at ease, as well as everyone else, whether it is the random inspection team or the port, there are my people......"
Lewis sat in the driver's seat and tried to look ahead: "Damn, there's a guy from the sampling team, huh?" What the man was wearing, oh, I don't recognize, but it certainly wasn't the uniform of the sampling team. These bastard coachmen, who usually raise them for nothing, why should they stop and talk nonsense with him since they are not official? Oh my God, the cargo compartment was opened! Bastard, you must deduct their wages when you go back! β
Hearing this, even Morris was puzzled, and then Lewis was heard shouting from outside: "What are you afraid of? It's just an unknown person, and he doesn't have the right to inspect our goods! Even if he has a crossbow on his back, he doesn't need to be afraid, fools, we have more men than him, do he dare to do anything with that ridiculous crossbow?! β
"Carry a crossbow on your back!"
Wren and Morris were completely confused, they knew what it meant, after all, they had met the witcher before, and the deep impression of the witcher was still lingering in their minds at this time.
The Witchers are the temple's elite combatants, and they perform the most dangerous missions, so they don't have to wear fixed uniforms like the average clergyman. But the Hunting Crossbow - Yes, the Hunting Crossbow is a must-have weapon for the Witcher, and many powerful attacks need to be unleashed with the Hunting Crossbow, including the 'Spear of Tinos' that Wren once saw.
In addition to the crossbow arrows are necessary, they are usually equipped with a melee weapon, which depends on the preferences of each witcher, long swords, war knives, in short, what is easy to use.
In the current situation, even if you can't see it with your own eyes, you can basically conclude that the guy who stopped the convoy is probably a witcher. Wren wasn't worried about fighting, after all, Frank was really strong, he had already defeated a witcher, so maybe he could win this time. However, if there is a fierce battle less than twenty kilometers away from Blue Coconut City, then this smuggling is over, and Blue Coconut Harbor will become the most heavily guarded place, and there is no need to delusionally leave from there.
If there is to be a fight, it must be ended as soon as possible, and the city must not be given a chance to get news.
Thinking so, Wren whispered a few words to Maurice, who hurriedly said, "But this is too dangerous! They know there are two of us! β
Wren smiled bitterly: "Then try to control the rhythm in our hands, so that he doesn't have the energy to think too much." β
"Okay, let's do it."
Morris looked at Wren seriously, "Son, you are braver than I imagined, and wiser than I imagined. Shanna has given me a wonderful son, and she will be very proud of you. β
Hearing his father's praise, Wren sighed silently, if it was him before, he might feel honored to be praised so much by Morris, but at this time, he could only help but slander in his heart: Since Frank has no brains to speak of, and your father, you obviously can't think of 'give it to me!' ''him!'' 'Wouldn't I be brave enough to do it?' It's all forced!
Just as he was hesitating to give his father a hug of gratitude, he heard a deep male voice outside the carriage: "Now it's the turn of this car, sir, please open the cargo compartment." β
"W-what?"
Lewis plucked up his courage and forced himself to look directly at the gray-haired man in front of him. He had a weathered face, and his eyes were as hot as the sun, and just being stared at by him like this, Lewis couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground, repent of what he had done all these years, and then donate all the dirty money he earned to the welfare house and the Holy See.
No, absolutely not, that's the hard-earned money I earned by getting up early and smuggling in the dark!
The lust for gold kept Lewis on his back, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, I don't know who you are, but no one has the authority to order me to open the cargo compartment except the people of the sampling team, and I don't have to open the cargo compartment for anyone. I, I'm the steward of the Travelers' Union's Hot Wind Branch, and these are also legal goods, and you don't have the right to see them! β
"In fact, you'll find out that I have the right to see, Lord Steward."
The man took out a document from his bosom and showed it to Lewis: "This is the Order of the National Coordination of Administrative and Judicial Officers, issued jointly by the Black Court and the Parliament, and stamped with their official seals. β
"What, what Shinto, are you saying tongue twisters?"
Lewis's eyes widened.
As if worried that he wouldn't find it, the man kindly pointed to the paper: "Well, the seal is stamped hereβthis means that any administrative organization and judicial organ of the Holy Light Empire must provide the holder with all the conveniences he needs, and agree to any reasonable requests he makes." β
"Either, that means I have to open the cargo compartment for you to inspect?"
Lewis stammered.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, in that case I also have the right to legally use violence to open the cargo compartment."
The man smiled and said, "Of course, I'm glad we can come to an agreement." β
"Alright, alright, I'll open it for you."
Lewis was about to pull out the key with a sad face, but the next moment he knew he didn't have to be so troublesome - with a loud bang, the top of the cargo compartment suddenly exploded, and the goods on the upper level were scattered everywhere, and several stowaways on the lower level watched the scary big guy jump out with a gloomy face on his back after blasting the cargo compartment open.
The man holding the "Decree of Assistance" was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile at the terrible monster standing in front of him: "Very good, I finally found you, Evil Morris, it seems that I came in time." β
"In my opinion, it's nothing good."
Morris slipped off Frank's back and stood in the man's sight, "Then why do you have to embarrass poor Lewis in charge, gentleman?" You see, he trembles at your intimidation. β
"Oh, there are many reasons, like he's a shameful smuggler who also helps criminals with smuggling. Of course, the main reason is you, Mr. Morris, my goal. β
"Well, may I ask your Excellency, where does you hold your position? As a sign of respect, I'll know the original name of this mash after Frank hammers you to the pulp. β
"You can call me Rode, Rod Palmer. What is the position...... For now, I'm still the chief witcher of the Temple of Light. β