72 Pig iron
"Two tons of pig iron, two hundred heavy crossbows or longbows, five thousand arrows, two adults ......"
In the deepest part of the second floor of the exchange, Sazahar's back office.
The bright but monotonous light shone on the neatly stacked weapon samples, giving people a strict and disciplined visual experience, the quartermaster checked Penny's purchase order, his eyebrows gradually locked, just as Penny began to feel a little jealous because of the other party's pair of eyebrows, the quartermaster said in a very distressed tone: "These are military supplies that are restricted from trading......"
"Oh, don't we officials buy power either?" Sean furrowed his resentful brow.
The red-robed bureaucrats had many privileges in this kind of armory to buy munitions, such as bookkeeping, etc., and many of the restrictions imposed on ordinary bureaucrats did not take effect on the red-robes.
"It's not like that, it's just that these supplies have been a little scarce recently, you know, the two major armies in the north and the west are expanding their forces...... If before, of course, it would not be so troublesome to buy and sell strategic materials, but the Governor has just issued an order. The quartermaster explained: "Bows and arrows can be sold at will, but the stock of heavy crossbows and pig iron is very small, and there are less than three tons of pig iron left, so every time you leave the warehouse, you have to order the Governor." β
Penny began to feel a toothache.
If you can't buy a crossbow, it doesn't matter if you have a bow and arrows - because the most difficult thing to make a crossbow is the bowstring and the bow arm, which require a long time of fine work, and it is not difficult to transform a bow into a crossbow.
But without pig iron, some of the machines he wanted to build would have become floating clouds.
"Oh, if that doesn't work, let's go to Old Man Dalamos and get a warrant. Hughes suggested, Penny nodded, and just then, a young red-robed mage appeared at the door of the armory.
Sean and Hughes, who were just about to leave, saw this colleague who suddenly appeared, and this guy looked a little viciousβa hideous scar from the corner of his forehead to his ear, and the long flesh rolled up, and the magic tattoo passed through it, forming a sinister bright red cross.
He strode in, catching a glimpse of Sean and Huestrofidi, a slightly stunned look on his face, followed by a sneer with a strange taste. Sean noticed that after the appearance of this red robe, Hughes's face became very ugly, and the provocative words of the red robed mage as soon as he opened his mouth were not very good:
"Heh, this isn't Hughes, why, you left Eltabor's lair?"
"Marchi, I don't want to deal with you, and you'd better not talk to me about those useless words. Hughes's expression changed a few times, and gradually became a little indifferent, which made Penny a little surprised.
He had the impression that Hughes, who was usually lazy, rarely showed such expressions.
Such a performance undoubtedly shows that he is in a bad mood.
"Yes? That's fine. The scarred robe didn't dwell too much on Penny's surprise, and walked straight to the quartermaster.
"Let's go. Penny patted Hughes on the shoulder, and the best option now was to lure Hughes out of the place.
He was well aware that this companion was accustomed to dodging.
However, the next moment, he heard the red-robed mage named Marcchi say to the quartermaster:
"Oh, I got the order from Master Dalamos to extract four tons of pig iron...... Oh, what? There's a ton less, forget it, take us to get it first......"
"Wait. Hughes turned around and strode back to the armory: "Mr. Quartermaster, you have to remember the order. β
Marcchi turned his head to look at Hughes in surprise: "Oh, old classmate, what is your opinion?"
Hughes snorted coldly, but did not answer, and Penny walked over, his brow furrowed.
There are only three tons of pig iron left in the stockpile, and let this red robe be be taken away, what will they do?
Before Penny could speak, the quartermaster cautiously glanced at the three red robes facing each other: "Lord Marchi, these two adults have already ordered two tons of pig iron in advance. β
A thoughtful expression appeared on Marchi's face, which lasted only a few seconds, and then he said lightly to the quartermaster, "But since you didn't deliver the goods, it means that they don't have the governor's signature, don't they? β
Hughes's face immediately became more gloomy, but he saw Marcchi smiling at him:
"Dear Hughes, you can use the privileges granted to you by your family to compete with me for this material, just as you were exempt from all contest questions in the academy, but I'm not sure that Focal's authority will spread here. β
Hughes's lips squirmed a few times, and Penny forcibly pulled him out of the quartermaster's office, all the way to the other side of the floor, where bursts of wild laughter could still reach their ears.
"Let's go find a place to rest. Sean looked at Hughes's improving face and suggested.
"Thank you. Hughes smiled reluctantly at Penny, "No, we haven't got the supplies you wanted." β
"Well, yes, I'll go back and get the bow and arrow in a moment, but who is that person?" Sean frowned, he didn't think that this sensitive colleague would be happy to let others interfere**, which was why he didn't conflict with Marchi, but he still wanted to know where that person came from.
"His name is Carter March, oh, the best of my class of graduates from the Red Robe Higher School, and he is said to have been absorbed into Boire. Hughes exhaled, but to Penny's surprise, he didn't hide anything: "You just saw that he doesn't have a good relationship with me." β
Penny shrugged his shoulders and contacted the conversation between Marcchi and Hughes, who already understood the relationship between the two.
It's like in an organization, the excellent people from poor backgrounds will definitely not have a very good impression of mediocre but backstage connections, especially in a place like the Red Robe Mage Society, which advocates struggle.
If Hughes had been exempted from the dangerous treatment that some ordinary red-robed apprentices might have suffered, it would have been impossible not to suffer red-eye envy.
"Oh, actually, I also want to play fair with them, and I used to wish I could prove that I was in control of my own destiny with my own efforts. Hughes suddenly smiled sarcastically, "But I didn't expect my father to put his hand into the academy - this kind of thing is intolerable in the Mage Society, but this is the order of the family higher-ups. β
Of course...... Penny secretly thought to himself that if he was at the top of the Mage's Guild, he would definitely not allow Hughes to be mortally injured in the process of growing up.
"Who let me have a lot of interests behind me?" Hughes tilted his neck and sighed helplessly: "There is nothing wrong with that guy's attitude towards me, I deserve that kind of contempt, I know very well." β
"You're so proud. Penny was silent for a moment, then said suddenly.
"Pride, perhaps, that woman often says I'm a fake Qinggao. Hughes raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "I'm sorry that my Qinggao has made you lose the supplies you want, if I continue to fight, maybe he won't continue to entangle." β
"It doesn't matter, friend. Penny patted Hughes on the shoulder, "That would embarrass you, and I respect your feelings." β
"Thank you......" Hughes smiled, seeming to relax a little, "I really haven't seen a more reasonable red robe than you before." β
"I think ......" Penny thought for a moment, "we should respect each other's surnames and **, I am not in a position to ask you to do things that make you uncomfortable for my benefit." β
Hughes looked at Penny in a daze for a while, and shook his head in a trance: "Well, this doesn't look like the words of a red-robed mage, Sean, it turns out that you are a good person." β
"Good man?" Now it was Penny's turn to be in a daze, and he shook his head with a smile and a smile: "How can the red-robed mage have anything to do with this term?"
When he said this, a discordant mood appeared in his heart, and he went deep into the political arena of Searle, and from then on his actions would be further and further away from the morality of the past, but this was the price paid for the pursuit of power and authority, and it was also his choice.
"No, no, no, people's true surnames do not depend on actions, but on ways of thinking. Hughes shook his head solemnly.
"Don't you think it's a bit odd that we're here to discuss the dialectic between good and evil?"
"Perhaps. Hughes was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief: "But I at least know that you are a person to follow, and I am more looking forward to what will happen in the future, maybe you can really bring some changes to Searle." β
"Follow?" Penny's cheeks twitched a few times, "The word seems to ...... Not quite appropriate. β
"There's nothing inappropriate, a good birth doesn't mean nobility, that's all. Hughes said solemnly, "Even more so in Serre." β
While the two were talking, the scarred bald head had already walked down the stairs, looking complacent, this gesture made the two red robes very uncomfortable, but they still remembered the matter, turned back to the armory, and took the list of bows and arrows, the quartermaster obviously did not dare to anger the two red-robed old men who he had just 'offended' once, with a smile on his face, Sean and the two took the bow and arrows and wanted to leave to find metal materials elsewhere, the quartermaster suddenly leaned over:
"By the way, two gentlemen, if you need metal materials urgently......
He observed the expressions of Penny and Hughes, and found that both of them were focused, before continuing: "You might as well go to the auction house downstairs, it is said that a batch of high-quality pig iron produced by the dwarves will be auctioned tomorrow, about a ton, if you can afford a good price, you should be able to get it in advance, and it doesn't matter if you keep accounts, because this is Searle." β
The quartermaster's words are not difficult to understand, and as the owner of this land, it is understandable that he can receive this preferential treatment.
Penny and Hughes were overjoyed, and hurriedly inquired about it, and arrived at the Exchange Center in the Temple of Waujin downstairs.
As a deity for the protection of commerce, many of the auctions in Faeron were hosted by the temple of the Lady.
It was not too early for the priest to take off his robe and change into a merchant's clothes, and when he saw two red-robed visitors, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and Penny and Hughes said what they meant, and the priest nodded, and turned to the back to greet the auctioneer of the pig iron.
Penny breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that things were promising, he looked down and pondered the future plans of the town, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with his anger, and when he looked up, he saw Hughes staring at the door with an unkind face.
He looked away, and the red-robed mage with a hideous scar on his head walked in, beckoning the temple priest who had just come out with the auctioneer: "I heard those people outside say that you still have pig iron here? β
Penny and Hughes were immediately unhappy when they heard this.
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