Chapter 1: The Fight for Spoils

When Raymond and Bathter returned to the bandit camp, the aftermath was almost finished. The fire in the camp has been extinguished, and the blackened facades and houses are still curling into the sky, and Luz and Sean are directing their men to move the bodies of the slain robbers together and clean up the scene.

The robbers who surrendered were disarmed, driven aside, and crouched on the ground in despair. Harlot walked around in front of the captives, enjoying the thrill of the victor to the fullest.

"Be honest with me, or don't force my sword that has killed countless people to be stained with blood again. "The bandit leader of the past threatens his peers in front of him.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Catwoman found it amused, and quietly walked over and patted him in the back.

Harrot was startled, and just wanted to curse, but when he looked back and saw that it was Raymond, he immediately changed into a flattering expression: "Boss, you're finally back." Actually, I wanted to help you chase them, but these guys are so dishonest that I have to watch them here..."

It changed its face so quickly and its skin was so thick that even a captive couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Really?" Bath stared at him suspiciously.

"When... Of course. For some reason, as soon as Catwoman stared at her, Harlot easily remembered how ghostly she was when she killed, and then her neck was tingling.

Frightened, he hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, what about the two guys?"

"Dead. Baste shrugged.

Although she said it lightly, the robbers next to her all changed their faces, obviously understanding that Dennis and Matthew, who had escaped, had been killed by her. and then remembered that this catwoman was as strong as chopping melons and vegetables, and for a while everyone couldn't help but endanger themselves, and they wondered if they would also be killed.

"Are all the captives here?" asked Raymond.

Harlot nodded hurriedly: "That's all, boss, what are you going to do with them?"

At this time, Lutz also saw Raymond and walked this way. Raymond then waved his hand: "I'll talk about this later, you take care of them first." ā€

"Leave it to me, and you can rest assured. Harlow nodded in agreement, turning his head and putting on a vicious face: "Do you hear that? Be honest with me, or don't blame me for killing countless people..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a few more taps on his back, and he turned around impatiently, only to see Catwoman looking at him with wide eyes.

"Y-what do you want to do?" said Harlott.

Bath excitedly said, "Did you really kill that much? Why don't we compare, did I just kill 30, or 40? I don't remember, hey, what about you?"

"Uh... I... Stinky girl, your!"

Not to mention that poor Harlot is desperately trying to get rid of Catwoman's entanglement, here, Ruz walks to Raymond's side.

"Young master, are you alright, what about the two men?" he asked.

"Killed. Raymond said.

"Killed?" Lutz was stunned. He obviously didn't understand how Raymond could kill the other party before he could get the information he wanted.

Raymond sighed, "I didn't do it. ā€

"Who's that?" Lutz was even more surprised.

Not wanting to talk about the mysterious man here, Raymond said, "I'll talk about this later." How's it going on on your side, did you get anything out of those guys' mouths?"

Lutz shook his head: "I have interrogated, but unfortunately these ordinary robbers don't know any useful information, they only know that the leader is entrusted by others, so they were brought here." ā€

Raymond muttered, "Well, in this way, there is really someone behind the scenes. ā€

He couldn't help but think of the mysterious mage again, even if this person was not the mastermind behind the scenes, he would definitely not be able to get rid of it. The thought of the possibility of running into that guy again in the future made his heart feel a little big.

However, this is really not a good time to talk about each other, so he can only shake his head and shake off those thoughts for the time being: "Our luck is really bad, I didn't expect that there are so many people in a dilapidated small town, I thought I had found a good place to stay." ā€

Seeming to see Raymond's depression, Lutz said: "Young master, when we were cleaning up the battlefield, we found some other things, you had better come and take a look." ā€

Later, Luz led Raymond into the burned camp, and in front of an inconspicuous wooden house in the back, several members of the escort team were vigilantly guarding the door.

"What is this place?" said Raymond curiously.

Lutz did not reply, he motioned for the soldiers guarding the door to step aside, then took a torch and led Raymond into the room.

Surprisingly, there was nothing in the room, except for a lifted plank on the floor in the corner, and Lutz led Raymond down the stairs to a small basement.

By the light of the torches, Raymond couldn't help but take a slight breath when he saw the scene in the basement.

The entire basement was stuffed with large and small wooden crates, stacked pockets, and all sorts of messy things, and from the gaps in several broken wooden crates, a large number of gold coins were scattered on the ground, shining in the light of the fire.

Obviously, this is the hidden treasury of the bandits, which is full of valuable goods they have looted for nearly a year.

It's a pity that the robbers would never have imagined that they had worked hard to accumulate a year's worth of loot, and in the end they would have cheapened Raymond's gang of outsiders for nothing.

Although there are no detailed statistics, it is roughly estimated that the value of these things is close to 100,000, which is definitely the most valuable harvest for Raymond and others, who currently have no source of income.

Just as Raymond was thinking about how to use this windfall, Luz suddenly said, "Young master, there is one more thing you may need to know. ā€

"What's wrong?" said Raymond, slightly surprised.

Lutz said: "When I found this place, the people from Hydington were also there, but I immediately found someone to guard the treasury and forbid anyone to enter, so they..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a faint noise outside, followed by a guard who hurriedly said at the entrance: "My lord, it's from Headington." ā€

With Lutz's words just now, Raymond still doesn't know what's going on. He nodded to Luz first: "You did a good job. ā€

Then laughed: "It seems that someone wants a piece of the pie." Let's go, let's see. ā€

The two left the basement, and sure enough, they saw that outside the wooden house, the guards were guarding the door, and they were facing a group of Headington guards led by Sean. Because there was some friction between the two sides, they took advantage of the situation to push and shove, and the scene was quite lively.

However, it can be seen that after this battle, the garrison has become quite jealous of Raymond's side, so Sean tried his best to restrain his subordinates, and a large group of garrisons never rushed into the house.

At this time, seeing Raymond coming out, Sean immediately waved his hand to signal his subordinates to step back, and said at the same time: "Mr. Raymond, what's going on?"

"Oh, what's going on?" Raymond said with a smile, and the guards stepped aside at Luz's signal.

Seeing that Raymond deliberately pretended to be stupid, Sean frowned slightly, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps from behind.

When he turned his head, it was Harlot who was running towards him with a gang of people, followed by a Baste with an excited face beside him. Obviously, these two guys, who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, heard the movement and immediately rushed to join in the fun.

Running closer, Harlot said in a loud voice: "Boss, what's the matter, is someone trying to make trouble?"

Seeing this scene, Raymond slapped his forehead with a smile, and these two fools intervened sideways, which definitely didn't help anything.

He waved his hand at Harlot, "It's fine, it's just a misunderstanding." ā€

"Misunderstanding, then I'd like to ask Lord Raymond, what are you going to do with those things in the house?" said Sean.

"What else, of course, take it back. ā€

"Bring it back to Headington, or to you?" said Sean.

Raymond smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

Sean took a slow breath, "Those are the things that the bandits stole from us, so they should belong to Headington." ā€

"I can understand that. Raymond nodded, and before Sean could show his joy, he spread his hands: "But unfortunately, I refuse." ā€

Sean's face finally changed, and he couldn't help but reach out and hold the hilt of the sword: "Do you really plan to swallow it alone?"

Seeing this, Harlot drew his sword in his hand: "Wow, I knew that you guys had bad intentions and wanted to rob our loot... Huh, what, loot, why didn't anyone tell me..."

Catwoman said excitedly, "Meow, are you going to fight?"

Before she could finish speaking, she was thrown aside by Raymond with her ears. At the same time, Harlot was also grabbed by the back collar by Lutz and pulled aside.

Pulling away the two guys who were in the way, Raymond said, "That may have been your stuff once, but now we took it from the robbers, so it's our spoils." ā€

"It's a pity, this is the rule of the battlefield, you have been a soldier, you should understand this truth. So, if you really want it, take it with your own hands. ā€

As he spoke, Raymond sat down at the door with a big grin, and looked at each other with a smile with his open hand, with a posture of "just come".

Looking at Raymond and Luz standing proudly behind him, and then at Harlot and Baste who were gearing up on the side, Sean gritted his teeth and finally took a step back in frustration.

Although these goods were indeed looted by the robbers from Headington, it was only Raymond who succeeded in eliminating the other party this time, and if he relied on the Beddington garrison alone, I am afraid that he would never have the luxury of doing so. So in every sense of the word, Raymond was not wrong......

However, after years of being ravaged by bandits, Haydington is now in trouble, and Sean knows that these things are important to the recovery of the town, and if Raymond is allowed to take them, how can he be willing?

The two thoughts alternated in Sean's mind, and he couldn't help but feel that he couldn't make a decision.

Here, although Raymond is not kind enough to give away the spoils of war, but in the long run, he can't make his relationship with Beddington too stiff, and it is obviously not wise to eat alone.

Therefore, he said to Sean at the right time: "Although the things in the house can't be given to you, we can share the other two batches." ā€

"The other two?" Sean wondered.

Lutz said in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten that there were three bandit bandits wreaking havoc on Headington, and the other two bandit bandits must have their looted goods in their camps. ā€

Raymond followed, "I understand Hydington's plight, so you can choose one of the other two bandit camps and take the contents there." These bandits were all annihilated by the fact that we had brought them here, and there should be only a few gatekeepers left in the other two camps, which could be easily dealt with. ā€

When Sean heard this, he finally rekindled a glimmer of hope. He was not a bad person, and hurriedly said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Haydington will definitely remember your generosity." ā€

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to order: "Let the cavalry team prepare, and immediately follow me to another bandit camp." ā€

Watching Sean lead people away in a hurry, Baster was very dissatisfied: "Young master, why are you giving our spoils to these guys?"

In the orc concept, the spoils of war always belong to the strongest warriors, so Baster is very puzzled by Raymond's behavior.

Raymond patted her head indifferently: "Okay, okay, we don't need to be so careful, we should have a long-term goal compared to this money." ā€

Catwoman looked at him with wide eyes and puzzled, apparently her simple mind couldn't fully understand Raymond's words.

Harlot still couldn't let go, and he said hatefully: "Damn, no matter how you think about it, it's unpleasant, and now the brothers deserve less." ā€

Raymond comforted: "Rest assured, this time everyone will be rewarded with the promise." In addition, you can take the things from the other camp to pick them up. ā€

"No problem, wrap it around me..."Harlot patted his chest and promised, and suddenly, as if he had reacted, he looked at Raymond in disbelief: "Hey, wait, you said let me go?"

Raymond nodded: "Luz and I are going to stay here to deal with the prisoners, so you can only go." ā€

"But... But I—" Harlott still looked incredulous, as if he couldn't believe that Raymond would entrust such an important matter to himself.

"Meow, young master, what about people, aren't there still people?" Catwoman was upset.

Ignoring her, Raymond asked Harlot, "What, is there a problem?"

"Ahh Of course not!" Harlott came back to his senses and nodded his head quickly.

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Boss, you can choose the right person this time, when it comes to collecting money, this is what I do best." As long as you can get your hands on it, whether it's toilet paper or door panels, I promise you won't get it all back. ā€

Just as Harlot turned away excitedly, Raymond suddenly said lightly: "By the way, can I trust you?"

Hearing this, Harlot shuddered, apparently thinking of Raymond's previous deeds.

He sneered and turned his head, "When, of course, boss." ā€

"Very well, let's go quickly. ā€

"Brethren, we have work to do, go and loot the camp of those fools. Not far away, Harlot shouted.

The guards let out a cheer in unison, and dozens of people, led by Harlot, roared away, much like the posture of robbing houses and houses when they were robbers.

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