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Claire sat in a car. The cart was towed by two horses. In addition to her, there is also an old man in the tribe who is the best at driving cars. Life in the north is not peaceful and stable, so there are not many old people in the Chaos tribe, and almost all of the remaining people are people with skills. The old coachman had a particular advantage: he was dumb, so he was regarded as a valuable man. In addition to the coachman, her, and Ashrufat, the carriage was full of all kinds of furs. These are the possessions that have been obtained by hunting through guò since this time. The most valuable of them all was a bearskin, followed by the wolfskin she had brought.

The old man had two duties, the first was to drive the cart, and the second was to bring back the horses in times of crisis, if possible. This small Chaos tribe can't afford much loss anymore.

Claire had dressed herself as best she could. At this moment, she was dressed in her mother's clothes, which, as I had said, were a witch. Colorful jewelry, flamboyant long dresses, and fur coats painted with the symbol of slain. To tell the truth, she can even walk in the dance party of Eagle Falcon City in this outfit, and she can still get a lot of attention.

Eshurufat's outfit is much simpler. He was still wearing his own outfit and wrapped in a gray cloak, his eyes looking around.

It's close to the edge of the Tzeentch tribe's territory. In fact, it would not be surprising if there were cavalry patrolling the other side here.

Then they saw a flag in the distance.

It was a flag planted on the top of a small mound. There wasn't anyone around the flag, just the flag itself. Even Ashrufat, who didn't know anything, could easily see that this flag was undoubtedly planted by the tribe in order to divide its territory. In other words, if you pass this flag, it means that you have reached the area recognized by the other party. If you are not strong enough or just passing by, it is best to avoid the flag far away, otherwise I am afraid that there will inevitably be conflicts.

The carriage approached the flag, and Ashrufat noticed that it was actually leather, which made him stare at it for a few more moments.

"You haven't seen a flag like this?"

"I've never seen a leather flag. Ashrufat admitted. At least as far as he can remember, flags should have been made of fabric. Leather weighs a lot more than fabric, so it can't be blown unless it's a lot of wind.

"The flag of human skin. Claire replied. "It's common for larger tribes to use this thing to mark the extent of their territory. ”

Ishrufat, a human-skinned man, stared at the banner and could clearly see what it was about. It is not a symbol of the gods, but a pattern of the tribe itself. Moreover, he has an impression of this pattern.

"What happens if an outsider passes by outside the flag?" Ashrufar asked casually. "Do not trespass into the territorial limits declared by the flag. ”

"It's hard to say, it depends on whether this outsider is strong or not, or whether he has been discovered. But if you break into the range of the flag, that's what it means to be provocative, and the Horde must fight. ”

It turns out that this flag is like this: when you pull aside, you can see my mood if you don't hit it. If you don't get aside, you have to fight, and if you don't fight, you have to fight. Ashruphat made a definition in his stomach.

"We're going to have to be careful here. Claire said. "Their patrol units can appear at any time. ”

She said this, but her heart was pounding uncontrollably. She was well aware of the risks involved: the trade force was too small and too weak for her to wait for someone qualified to negotiate trade – the patrols – to attack them.

Hit, that's obviously impossible. Claire knew the strength of the three on her side. She knew very well that among the three people, only Eshurufat was the only one who could really be regarded as a warrior (of course, it was a pity that this swordsman from the south was much weaker in heart than in body), and under the attack of dozens or even hundreds of people, there would be no great chance of survival. As they had planned, she wasn't here to fight.

She was dressed like a slaanesh wizard - of course, this was actually her mother's old dress, and it was extremely flamboyant. After seeing a wizard in charge, perhaps the more cautious people will give up using force at the first opportunity. But this is not necessarily, because a wizard does not have two lives - at close range, if he is chased by a group of people, then even the most powerful magician has little chance.

If there is a difference between wizards and ordinary people, it is that a wizard is usually able to kill several guys to bury him before he dies.

"We're going to act like an envoy. Claire said. "Be calm. ”

By this time, the car had already thrown the human skin flag behind, and Claire couldn't help but glance back at the flag, and clenched the necklace pendant in her hand. She didn't have a necklace before, but after her approval from the gods, the wizard Asowen gave her a chain that allowed her to wear the pendant on her chest.

The Great Prince of Darkness, she prayed in her heart to the gods she worshipped, but she would not let me fall to that point and become a flag flying on a flagpole.

This trade is a gamble of both risk and opportunity. That's right, it's gambling, and gambling is the people who can bluff this big tribe. The fact that a sorcerer is a very high status of any tribe (even if it is an unincorporated sorcerer), and the fact that a sorcerer is in charge of trade shows how extravagant, how overkill, and how powerful the tribe is.

Although there is no shortage of madmen in this wilderness who have lost their sanity in order to please the gods (most of these characters are sadistic believers), the tribes that have survived for a long time have some intelligence. The vast majority of people are not happy to provoke or challenge a powerful tribe for some inexplicable reason or a small profit.

Although she said to calm down, her legs were actually trembling slightly. Suddenly, a terrible thought crossed her mind.

What if the other party also comes out and a wizard meets her?

Among Tzeentch's followers, he is known for his large number of wizards. Yes, a high-level, formal wizard is not suitable to come out and preside over such an inconsequential business, but what if it is a wizard's apprentice?

When the time comes, the other party will surely be able to see that she is not a witch at all—not even a witch who does not belong to the ranks, but just an ordinary person dressed as a witch.

Then, as soon as the qiē scam vanished, her life ......

Claire looked in horror at Aerufat behind her, who had been sitting on the edge of the carriage with her eyes on the horizon.

This grassland is the perfect example of all grasslands, huge and stretching into the sky, boundless in any direction. From a distance, it looks like a green grass sprouting green grass, and up close, it looks like a small clump of grass dotted with gray-yellow soil. Although it looked a little angry, there was no sign of animal activity, except for the mountains scattered on the horizon, and the mist that wrapped around the mountains faintly flashed.

"Ashrufat, ...... you?" she wanted to ask, but for some reason the words changed. "What are you doing?"

"I didn't do anything, I was just sighing. Ashrufat said. "Theoretically, I'm just a temporary guest in the tribe, and I have nothing to do with this important trade. Why should I come?"

"You gave me this bad idea!" Claire said viciously as she leaned closer to Ashrufat. In the past few days, she has also begun to have a certain understanding of Ashrufat. The weak nature of the southerner is evident in him - he has the status of a chaos champion and superb combat skills, but this southerner does not like to fight. In fact, he seems to really don't like strife, is polite to everyone, and does his job. It doesn't matter if you suffer a small loss sometimes.

"You're the one who made this decision, aren't you?" asked Ashrufat.

"Damn, you lied to me......" Claire gritted her teeth, almost wanting to bite the man again. "I sue you, if I am exposed, we will all die!"

"Ah, can't you run away?"

"Can the cart compete with the hussars?" Claire blushed angrily. This man lacks not only courage, but also common sense. Oh my God, how could the Prince of Joy choose such a guy and recognize him as the Chaos Champion? Could it be that the gods could be wrong? No! she quickly pushed this blasphemous thought out of her mind. The Prince of Joy simply acknowledges his potential. Besides, God has the power to transform the human mind, doesn't he? It's just that the other party is new to the city and hasn't had time to make the necessary corrections.

"What then?" said Ashrufat, who seemed to be serious.

"You ask me, who do I ask?!"

"Well, I have a built-in yì. Ashrufat said. "Try to raise the price a little bit. ”

"Assowen wants us to get at least three bags of salt. Claire hesitated, "If it's too little, I'll be risking it in vain." ”

"Well, you can make an offer...... Change...... I think I can exchange twenty bags of salt, maybe thirty bags. ”

"Thirty bags of salt? Are you not mistaken? You just said to raise the price ......."

"Raise the price of the fur we brought. Ashrufat replied. In this wilderness, paper and money such as quill are not in circulation, but gold and silver can be used as currency. However, trade between tribes was more often carried out by bartering. "Change more salt. ”

"They won't be willing!"

"As long as they think we come from a powerful tribe, they will. Ashrufat said. He already knew that trade would only take place between tribes of equal strength, which meant that the strong naturally had the right to buy and sell. "Conversely, if you offer a low price, let's say only buy three bags of salt, that is to say...... We don't have enough confidence. In other words, if you want to pretend, you have to bet big. In the art of war, this is called virtual reality and reality. ”

"They'll send a wizard...... High-level wizards won't come, but there is a good chance that those apprentice-level wizards will be sent. We'll be exposed!" Claire was really angry. "And then we're all going to die!"

"There's no way, we can only gamble. Ashrufat said. "I don't think they're going to send an apprentice-level wizard because I'm a lucky guy and I don't think I'm going to die today. ”