In Oscar City, on the northern border of the United Kingdom, a brown-skinned magician dragged his barely awake body to the Guild Tavern.

He was not in a hurry to order something, there would not be too many guests in the tavern early in the morning, and the hostess did not bother him when she saw that it was him.

The magician yawned, took his cigarette pouch out of his magic pocket, rubbed some tobacco into it, lit it with his magic, and took a beautiful puff.

"Now it's forbidden to use supernatural powers without permission in the city, take out your adventure license and show me!"

A familiar voice rang out behind the magician.

The magician looked back at his former adventurer, the current town guard, and deliberately spewed a cigarette on his face, "Troy, don't you kid squat me here, right?"

Troy fanned away the cigarette, and was not angry about this little thing, and said: "Don't set it up there, you violated the law, quickly take out the documents, I will give you a demerit!"

"When did a border city have to be so strict?" the magician didn't mean to pull out his papers.

"Why did you become so ill-informed?" Troy said unhappily as if he had prepared a joke but others couldn't find the point of laughter, "The army built a new fallen city to the north last week, and has already built an outpost camp there, and it won't be a border town for a long time!"

The magician was surprised, "I've been working on new spells since last month, and I haven't paid much attention to ......"

Troy didn't care what was going on with him, and was determined to force the "joke" on: "That's your own problem, now hurry up and let me see your license!"

"Ah, brother, just light a cigarette!" the magician began to play dumbfounded.

"If we don't set up rules as soon as possible after losing our border status, the whole city will be robbed by others, don't embarrass us!" Troy didn't care that he was the one who was deliberately looking for trouble, and began to make a big difference.

"Oh, rules, yes, I know. But light a cigarette, magic, and get a license?" the magician was unmoved, shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands, but he just didn't take out his license.

"Do you want to stay in this city anymore?" exasperated Troy.

The magician shook his head, "I don't want to." ”

Troy didn't expect this to be the reply, opened his mouth, pointed at the other party, shook his head and left.

The tavern waitress leaned cautiously over and asked, "Mr. Serrando, are you really leaving?"

The magic made Thrando extinguish his cigarette pouch and said to the hostess, "We've known each other for two years, don't you know me?" Since this is no longer a border town, it is time for me to change places. ”

Hearing him say this, the hostess nodded a little sadly and said, "Do you want to try the milk stew here one last time?"

"How long will I have to wait? Serrando smiled bitterly, and finally agreed, "But for your sake, I'll wait." ”

The waitress touched the back of his hand and reluctantly left.

Serrando waited until she walked into the back kitchen before whispering, "Didn't she sleep once, did she care so much......

"Excuse me, sir, may I disturb you?"

A voice with a Qin accent sounded behind him.

Why am I so busy this morning?, Thrando thought as she turned around again and saw a man with an anxious face facing the East.

"I don't accept private commissions, you go to the guild if you have something. He said.

The man shook his head again and again and said, "You misunderstood Mr., I just wanted to ask, then, is there a job here that can make money immediately?"

Serrando looked at the man with the word "sorrow" between his eyebrows, and said curiously: "Do you want to be [no brand]? ”

“...... I shipped a batch of obsidian, but I can't sell it right now. ”

When Serrando heard this, he immediately beckoned, "Come on, sit down, what's going on?"

The man hesitated, but finally sat down across from Serandor and introduced himself, "My name is Roth......"

"I thought you were from the Qin and Han dynasties!"

"I'm from the Qin and Han dynasties, my surname is Luo Mingte, the word special in Qin Chinese originally means male cow and horse, it is said that my father didn't look at the road when he was thinking about my name, and almost hit a bull, and then somehow came up with such a name......" Roth sighed, "This name doesn't sound like a Qin and Han people at first glance, so I have to explain it almost every time." ”

"I remember meeting a Qin adventurer who I didn't remember his original name, but I remember him telling us in all seriousness, 'I gave myself a Western name, you can call me [Bald],' and that was really funny!"

Roth laughed with him a little embarrassed, and his eyes began to drift out of the hotel.

Thrando hurriedly grabbed him and said, "I'm sorry, you continue to get down to business!"

Roth coughed and said, "I am a trader, and I make a living by reselling elemental stones. I found that this city was particularly lacking in fire-attribute obsidian, so I mortgaged my family property, bought a large number of obsidian, and entrusted adventurers to help me transport it all the way. But when I got here, I found ......"

"You can't sell it?" Alas, you say how can you be so ill-informed as a trader? The fallen city to the north was defeated last week, and Oscar City is now in good hands!"

In fact, he had already guessed what was going on when he heard Roth say that he had transported a batch of obsidian, the obsidian with the four attributes of fire, water, terroir and terroir was a necessary consumable to maintain the city's enchantment, and every border city would need this kind of thing in large quantities.

Because the United Kingdom is the last surviving unpolluted land in this world, under the blessing of the true gods, it is said that such things as elemental stones were once inexhaustible, and how much is used will be recondensed.

But as the kingdom grew, these resources began to pick up places when they were reborn.

Some places are easier to condense the water attribute, and some places are particularly attractive to the fire attribute element, at first the country can still be uniformly deployed, but towards the kingdom that expands in all directions at the same time, it gradually can't manage this larger and larger border.

Adding insult to injury, the border environment itself is precarious.

Take Oscar City as an example, the city originally had no shortage of fire-attribute resources, but a few years ago, because an adventurer defeated a giant filthy beast in a lake, the entire lake was taken over by the army and returned to the human territory, and this area suddenly became a water elemental enrichment area.

This happened again and again, making it extremely difficult to allocate resources, and in the end the state had to acquiesce to the existence of speculative traders, at least better than to let a city fall because it lacked the appropriate resources.

Thrando didn't hate the merchants, but he didn't either, and he didn't delay his current schadenfreude over what had happened to Roth.

"It's a pity that you shipped obsidian, and if you shipped pyroxene, wouldn't you make a lot of money now?" said Thrando pretending to feel sorry for Roth.

"This, could it be that a new city is going to be built recently?" Roth was surprised, "Even if it was fought last week, it would not normally be so fast, so there is no need to be vigilant against counterattacks?"

"I don't know. "But brother, I advise you not to be in a hurry, wait for a while!

"If the army really planted it, my supplies would have been requisitioned. Roth shook his head, "I want to get some money now! If I can't get some cash soon, my mortgaged property will be confiscated!"

Thrando listened to him with a smile, patted him on the shoulder and persuaded, "I understand your difficulties, but you don't have to be a [no brand], right?

"I just can't even afford to pay the deposit of the association!" Roth grabbed his hair and said, "How can I trust those who are willing to accept private commissions without taking a deposit? Maybe they will kill me and sell me, and then say that they have encountered a large number of filthy beast attacks and failed in the mission! A speculative businessman like me is too lazy to take care of it, and he won't check it at all!"

You are self-aware. Thrando snickered and asked, "But in that case, how can I help you?"

"Sir is an adventurer, right?Can you help me go to the guild to see if there is a commission that is not so dangerous and allows [no brand] to participate?" Roth begged, "I have never been an adventurer, so I can't judge the danger of the commission!"

And you want to make a quick buck and don't want to take risks? How can there be such a good thing! Serrando thought to himself, and said, "What's the benefit of helping you? You can give me a few obsidian stones as a reward now, right? Then I'll wait until you're pushed to the limit and have to sell it cheaply!"

"Even if it's a cheap sale, then I can't give it for nothing!" Roth was already pleading, "Just help me take a look, I can save a few dollars, isn't it good?"

Even if it's a gesture, it's not for anyone to lift.

Thrando looked at the speculator and hesitated to help him.

Although he said before that he could wait for Roth to sell cheaply, he happened to have a conflict with the guard who didn't deal with him very well.

Who knows how long Roth will last? If he had already left Oscar City by the time he sold him, wouldn't he have lost money?

Thinking of this, he agreed: "Okay, I'll take a look at it for you when I finish breakfast, but whether there is a suitable commission or not, I want three yuan, the best quality!"

"Okay! No problem!" Roth said overjoyed.

"Then you're going to get it?"

"This, the stones are all outside the city, it will take time to get them, by then, sir, you may have already finished breakfast, what if you don't wait for me......?

"You don't have to worry about that, my breakfast is a milk stew, and the kitchen has just started cooking, and you have at least two hours. Thrando smiled.

"Stew early in the morning!?"

"Can't you?"

"This, I, yes! Of course I can! Then I'll get it now!"

Roth felt a little distressed as he walked out of the city.

Because he was not actually a speculative merchant of the Qin Han people, but a person who had changed his appearance with the pocket watch that Joel gave him, Roth himself from the village of Sprunp.

He bought the obsidian outside the city with his own money, just to help him cover up, and it would be a real loss to give it away now.

Why did this man agree, didn't it mean that adventurers hate speculative merchants......

In order to act in a full set, he could only pretend to be happy, originally thinking of spreading the news in the city, letting everyone know that there was a Qin Han merchant trapped here, and he was going to be [no brand]!