After his mother's death, Roth has been preparing to become an adventurer.

And his preparation was premised on hiding his identity from the very beginning.

It's all for the sake of that bastard dad who can only make a living by being [no brand], he doesn't want to have a big show with a man who has abandoned his wife and children, and being recognized by that guy after becoming an adventurer has been the worst nightmare he can think of.

But Roth still wanted to find the bastard.

At that time, the preparation he made was actually just some rough makeup, for example, his mother always said that his tall nose was very similar to his father, so he hated this nose to death, and if it weren't for the fear that his mother would be sad, he even considered whether to break it down himself.

But after meeting Joel, his goals change.

Instead of looking for that irresponsible father, he chose to be a responsible master.

As a result, Joel grew up at a rate that caught Roth off guard, leaving him far behind.

His readiness for adventure has risen to another level since Joel's departure.

Roth knew that it was only a matter of time before he became famous with Joel's talents, and that he would not be able to move an inch as his master, so he often urged his children to ask the merchants for stories, and he relied on his otherworldly hearing to eavesdrop.

Although some of the merchants have been or are still solo merchants, so they are also transcendents with a little bit of strength, but in this village, which is known for its safety, they will not care if they find someone eavesdropping, let alone think of Roth.

One of them, a wandering merchant who showed off his chest scar to his children caught his attention.

The traveling merchant had bought news from the adventurer that there was a border city in the west that lacked wind elemental stones, and three Adamantite-level adventurers had gone to it.

The traveling merchant with a keen sense of smell immediately sensed that there must be a state-level commission there, and if the commission was completed, it would be to expand the territory and build a large number of buildings; if the commission failed, it would inevitably fall into the land and trap the city.

The former needed a lot of pyroxene, while the latter needed a lot of obsidian, so the traveling merchant made a big gamble, borrowed money to buy a large number of wind elemental pyroxene, and hired a group of adventurers as bodyguards to transport them to the west!

On the way, he also encountered a caravan carrying obsidian, and the two groups almost fought.

But the result is very ironic, although the commission was completed, but the gathering place of the filthy beasts that the adventurers shot down was actually the former Griffin Valley, and at the moment when the land was purified, a large number of wind attribute elemental stones naturally condensed, whether it was pyroxene or obsidian, it could not be sold!

Fortunately, the commander of the association and the local army gave him a cheap purchase for the sake of the traveling merchant who was willing to gamble on their success, but for the traveling merchant who borrowed money to do business, if he did not lose or earn, it was equivalent to a loss, even if he did not count the cost of hiring an adventurer, he could not afford to pay the high interest!

Forced into desperation, he had to temporarily run to be [no brand].

It is impossible for a regular adventurer to receive a high-level order as soon as he comes up, even if you can prove your strength, because credit is a valuable asset that takes time to accumulate.

But at the border, there is always a need for cannon fodder.

The Guild is accountable to regular adventurers, and each commission must be honestly assessed for the degree of danger, so there is always a commission that no regular adventurer is willing to take.

In the end, such a commission is nothing more than three results, put on hold until the day when the army or willing adventurers are free to make a move, or the commission itself loses its meaning, or it is [no brand] next.

For those who have a criminal record, they use merit to atone for their crimes, and for those who have no criminal record, they are promised heavy profits, and such a commission is a life-saving straw full of spikes for those who have gone to a dead end.

Luckily, the wound on his chest didn't kill him, and the reward for completing the commission could also make up for his financial shortfall after paying for his medical expenses.

Soon after Roth heard this story, Elder Wilsford began to be very fond of conversing with outsiders, and frequently mentioned a Qin and Han merchant surnamed Luo Mingte.

The elder would also tell the merchants stories of the Qin and Han people, claiming that these stories were told to him by the "Roth".

Those stories are all adapted from the current situation of the Qin and Han ethnic groups that Roth heard from his husband when he was learning Qin Chinese, combined with the author's autobiography hidden in "Ploughing and Leisurely Practice", which contains a lot of knowledge that is difficult for people outside the Qin and Han ethnic groups to understand, so it successfully frightened those traveling merchants, and even some traveling merchants of the Qin and Han ethnic groups also hoped that Zhao Lao could introduce the same clan and know him.

During routine patrols, Roth himself would use his foot strength to run to other villages, paint his face yellow in the Qin Han color, pretend to be the "Wandering Merchant Roth", explain the origin of the name to others, and tell some stories to the children, or run to the town and pretend to be a drunk to complain to other customers in the tavern that he had been cheated by the "Traveling Merchant Roth".

After Joel became famous, Roth's position in the village became transcendent, and he was given more free time to travel to towns and villages farther away to spread the word about Roth the Wanderer.

There is an idiom in the Qin Han nationality that is called three people become tigers, and Roth wants to use rumors to create a person who does not exist.

When his adoptive father told Roth that there was already a traveling merchant who had heard his adoptive father talk about "that traveling merchant Roth" and said that he actually knew him as well, Roth knew that the time was actually ripe.

But he just didn't really take that last step.

Roth himself couldn't tell why, he didn't mean to give up at all, and he didn't just talk about it, but he obviously put in so much effort, but he just refused to kick the door.

It's no wonder that his adoptive father Wilsford couldn't stand it, and took advantage of Joel's momentum to completely "attack" and block the excuses that Roth could use one by one in advance.

In fact, both Roth and his adoptive father knew in their hearts that he had another reason to stay in the village, but now that Roth was to admit that reason, and if he wanted him to admit that reason in front of Joel, he would rather just kick the door open.

In the interval between exchanging swordsmanship with Joel, he explained his plan to Joel, and unsurprisingly, Joel agreed with it.

He also received information from Joel about Oscar City, and some of the funds for the purchase of Obsidian were also provided by Joel (although Roth was reluctant to do so).

At this time, Roth looked at the large amount of obsidian in the warehouse outside Oscar City and sighed with a headache.

His original intention was to repeat the conversation with many adventurers with the adventurer who seemed to be named Serlando, playing the role of a "traveling merchant who really has no choice but to be a [unbranded] wanderer", but he didn't expect the first chosen adventurer to agree to his request.

And at this time period, I really can't see other adventurers, the kind of adventurers who will get up early have already followed to the front line, and those who don't get up early are basically for cultivation, and they may not be willing to go out until noon......

How did you end up in that person's hands......

Although this has something to do with the fact that he may act a little too hard.

Obviously, he had always heard that those adventurers on the border had a very bad relationship because they were always cheated by solo merchants and merchants, but he didn't expect to meet someone who didn't seem to care much about this kind of thing.

Speaking of which, Thrando is a mage, mage adventurers are relatively not short of small money because of the characteristics of their profession, and even out of special needs for certain materials, they may in turn ask for merchants, and mages like elemental stones may indeed have a way to use them directly, and it is reasonable to make such a request......

If you refuse here, your own setting that has been cornered will collapse. Distressed is distressed, and it would be too stupid to show his feet until now, and Roth could only sigh and provoke the obsidian.

He also thinks about finding a way to sell these materials in the future and return all the money he borrowed from Joel!

He was still entangled for a while on the question of whether to choose a person with poor quality to maintain the character of a profiteer, or to choose a good character to maintain a desperate situation, and finally the result of the blind selection twice turned out to be the one with high quality, and Roth accepted his fate with a stinky face.

Roth didn't notice that his selection of stones was seen by Thrando, who had secretly followed him.

It was true that Serlando's stew would take two hours, but he hadn't said he would sit there for two hours.

When he saw Roth put the three high-grade obsidian stones into his magic pocket with a stinky face, Thrando couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Poofhaha! Look at this warehouse, you really have invested in blood? Brother, do you want to make a lot of money so much?"

Lot was taken aback by his sudden appearance, because he hadn't been warned beforehand!

Seeing Roth's appearance, Serrando walked over with open hands and said, "Don't be afraid, if I want to kill people and sell goods, I should first promise to transport the goods for you, how can I do it in the warehouse." But that's a lot, if I'm the guild leader, I'll find a way to let you die in the mission, and then covet all these materials in the name of confiscation! Anyway, this is still a fire elemental poor area, and when the new city is built, you will definitely make a lot of money, you can't afford to wait, but someone can afford to wait!"

Roth really didn't expect this possibility, and his face was black at the time: "Gong, how could the guild do such a thing, is there no royal law?"

"There is no royal law...... "Serando repeated this sentence and smiled, "It's really what you Qin and Han people would say." But the border is a place where there is no royal law, besides, [no brand] died in the mission, is it a matter?"

“...... What the hell are you trying to say?"

"I want to help you!" Thrando walked over to the obsidian pile, picked up a few pieces and checked the condition, "Two people must make money faster than one, and it is safer than one, right?

Roth knew that he was going to suffer, and the other party would definitely open his mouth next, and with his current setting, he probably couldn't find a reason to refuse: "How much do you want?"

"Half!" Sure enough, Thrando's mouth didn't scare Roth to death, "Brother do you think, if I don't help you, not only will you not be able to save these obsidian stones, but you will also have no life!

"You want half of it, okay, just kill me now...... But if you can really keep your promises, you can't do it any more!" Roth was bitter, but he still had to maintain his own settings.

Thrando shook his head slightly and said, "Oh, Brother Luo, life is at stake! This is absolutely stingy! No matter how much money you have, what is the use of losing your life?"

“...... One and a half. ”

Thrando squinted in disgust and pouted to close his chin, and even had a double chin because of this action: "Brother, you are not a good person." Forty percent is okay?"

"Twenty and a half, if it's more, I might as well gamble on my life!" For Roth, if he loses his money, he will lose it, at least he has to pay back all the money that Joel lent him.

"Deal!" Thrando smiled and strode forward to take Roth's hand, "Oh good brother, come on, come on, I'll treat you to stew!"

"So why eat stew in the morning...... What do you mean by that?" Roth asked, looking at the hand that Thrando stretched out toward him.

"Huh, didn't you say that you would have three obsidian stones? When I'm done eating, I'll go with you to choose the commission, and with our current relationship, you don't have to worry about me taking the money and not doing anything, right?"

"No, it's not ......"

"Oh, one yard is one yard, what's that called, yes! The spirit of the contract! The business that was said to be good is not good now!"

Roth said that I had really met a ghost, and asked incredulously, "Are you sure you are a mage?"

"Well, people often say that! You see, the two of us hit it off at first sight, didn't we?"