Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 32: Black market
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In the early morning, a group of five people quietly left the barracks. Locke, Kane, Hans, Gullas, and Kerby moved in the opposite direction of the troops.
It's late autumn. Whether it's Faustin or Charlo, the coldness is always cold in autumn and winter, and the heat in summer is unbearable. So the current marching time of the army is from noon until evening.
Fortunately, the two barons decided to do their best to make their way, and it took less than two days to reach the city of Bimore, where the headquarters of the Corps is located.
This time, Locke took advantage of the opportunity of the troops not to march in the morning to do a business with Kirby, a city of Charlotte they passed before.
Wallier City, a small city with two thousand inhabitants. This small city has no other characteristics. The only strange thing is that the city wall is comparable to that of a medium-sized city, nearly 10 meters long.
It is said that this was built by Baron Abik, the former lord of the city. This once made a lot of jokes among the local nobles of Charlotte. A small city in a mere mere, why are the walls so high?
At this time, those nobles who had laughed at Baron Abby are now very annoyed, why didn't they think about repairing the city wall? It is precisely because of this nearly 10-meter-high city wall that the Charloites in the city were temporarily saved from war.
For this reason, Wallier City became a refuge port for the wealthy businessmen and wealthy people in nearby Charlotte, and it also became a home for the refugees of Charlotte.
The destination of the Rockets is Wallier City.
Locke came to Wallial City this time not to kill and rob, but to trade. I did catch a few smugglers and resellers in that small town before, but their goods were ordinary grain and Charlotte's coins, which were not worth a few dollars, knowing that the hopeless Kebiti was released. One suggestion, go to Wallial City to participate in the fair there.
Every city has a group of businessmen living in the dark. Some of them are robbers, some are smugglers, and some are gangsters. You can buy things that are not available on the market here, but the price will be a bit expensive. This is the black market.
Kerby had worked in the black market before. There was also a black market when the city of Frans was prosperous. After Faustin's army broke the city, the black market also disappeared. Kerby knew very well what huge financial and material resources these dark businessmen possess. This time he encouraged Locke to bring people, not to buy things, but to sell things.
"Charlotte is going to be over, and now people of insight know it clearly." Kerby walked among a group of people and talked, Locke and others ignored him, "Deler is now a hard currency. Helping black market merchants will definitely eat it regardless of the cost."
This is Kerby’s suggestion. Use Dele to exchange for Charlo's coins. In the Faustin caravan, the exchange ratio between Dele and coins is 2:1, but in Charlo 5:1. Change, this is the way to get rich.
This time, Locke not only replaced the income from the small town that had just been "mopped up" with Deller, but also borrowed a large sum of money from Uncle Yoshak, a full 400 silver Deller, Hans And Gulas's waist is bulging.
For this transaction, Locke thought about it and thought it was feasible, but he brought three capable men with him to be conservative. Not to mention whether there is anything in the black market that can stop Locke, it's okay for Hans and others to deal with ordinary thugs.
The few people didn't delay their time. They hurried to Wallial City after coming out of the barracks. The frost in the morning had not faded, and the few people had already arrived outside Wallial City.
The difference between Wallier and Frans is not that big, the only obvious thing is that the walls are a few meters high. However, the slightly ruined city wall is no matter how high it is, in the eyes of Locke and others, the city is also vulnerable.
Several guards stood in twos and threes on the city wall, and a large stone pit on the west wall was so abrupt. That was the warning given to them by the magician of Baron Kasher when their troops passed through the city yesterday.
The stone pit gave the Charloites endless fear and worries, and also gave Locke and his team confidence.
A lot of people have gathered outside the city gate, all refugees who are going to enter the city. However, it may be that the pressure caused by the army that hadn't gone far yesterday was too great, and the gate that usually allowed passage only opened a small slit at this time.
Although it was still early at this time, Locke's group was already tens of meters away. At this speed, let alone rushing back before noon, it would be nice to be able to enter the city.
Locke frowned and glanced at Kerby. Kerby stood up and promised, "Look at me!" After all, Kerby strode to the entrance of the city gate and exchanged a few words with the soldiers guarding the gate. Covertly stroked the trouser pocket of one of the defenders with his left hand. The soldier felt that his pocket was heavier and gave his colleagues around him a wink, so he patted Kerby on the shoulder and it was done.
Kerby waved to Locke and the others who were still in line, and several people walked to the city gate. The refugees around were angry and looked at these guys who jumped in line, one or two irritable seemed to want to do something, Hans just glared at them, and the two people stopped talking. Everyone found out that none of these people were bully.
Kuang Hans is nearly two meters tall, and none of the yellow-faced and thin refugees around him can match it, let alone Gulas, who is no less stronger than Hans. Among the few people, Locke and Kane, who are slightly "skinny", are also about 1.8 meters tall. In the eyes of others, they are also strong men.
Gulas clasped his shoulders and snorted coldly at the group of refugees. A group of refugees retreated in fright as if they saw a scourge.
When Locke and the people walked to the gate of the city, after seeing the faces of the people, the guards immediately grasped their spears, as if they were facing an enemy. Kerby was busy explaining at this time that the soldiers could of course feel the difference between these people. Anyone who killed someone would exude a suffocating aura, and those who had served as a soldier could feel it.
As the best in the army, the Rockets are of course quite amazing. Kerby was still unmoved when he saw the guard of the city. He waved his right hand again. There was something in the previous soldier's pocket, and the soldier showed hesitation.
Keby saw that it worked, and he gave the soldier the few coins he had left, and finally the soldier put away the weapon, nodded to other soldiers around, and put away the surrounding soldiers. He took the spear, but the spear pointed at Locke and the others.
"Don't make trouble!" The soldier said threateningly to Locke and the others, but Gulas rolled his eyes to answer him.
After a few people entered the city, Gulas slapped Kirby on the shoulder, and "Peng" slapped it down. Kirby's small body was afraid that he would fall apart. "That's right, your kid is quite clever. Why didn’t I feel it when I was."
Kerby said with a flattering smile, "My lord, you are joking. Those who are still guarding the gate at this time are all the cannon fodder selected from the city. What insight can you have? Dozens of coppers are enough to dispel them."
There is not much difference between Wallier and Frans, and even worse. The streets are full of refugees lying on the ground, and there are no shops still open.
Locke is in a hurry, not interested in admiring the city, and said to Kerby, "Lead the way."
"My lord, the black market in every city must be in the most chaotic place." Kirby said, "There is no more chaotic place than a slum."
Several people walked between the intricate sheds. The people around them were all dressed in rags that could not cover their bodies. Their hair was messy, their faces were gray, and their eyes were staring at these uninvited guests.
The few people in Locke didn’t pay much attention to these refugees. Suddenly, a man who stumbled, with messy hair covering his face, and a person without shoes rushed in front of Locke and the others. No meals..." This person was blocked by Kane next to him before he approached Locke and stopped by the road.
This is just a small episode on the road, a few people forgot in a blink of an eye. But Locke noticed that the reason the man stopped was because he was clutching a copper that suddenly appeared, and at that time only Kane was closer to him.
Several people stopped in front of a black wooden shack. At the door, there were four gangsters holding wooden sticks and iron pickaxes. Although the guys in their hands looked funny, they were indeed the only standard weapons allowed in the city. Businessmen and wealthy people have been frightened, and they do not allow regular weapons to appear in civilian hands.
To say that these four gangsters are more conspicuous among the surrounding refugees, the Rock's few people are simply out of the ordinary, and they don't look like ordinary citizens.
The majestic muscles of Gulas and Hans are the ticket. The four goalkeepers didn't even stop, so they let a few people in. It makes Rock a little confused.
Although the wooden shed is one or two hundred square meters in size, it is obviously not enough to be a black market in a city. Sure enough, what greeted the eyes after entering was the stairs leading down.
"This is?" Locke saw the downward path for the first time.
"It's the basement, my lord" Kerby stood up and explained in due course, "It is said that it was originally built by a magician."
This is the second thing that Locke has ever seen created by a magician, and the first is the sofa seen in Master Sauron’s tent.
"There is also a black market on the street, the one is bigger," Kirby explained, "but our identities are not easy to show up, so the people who come to this underground are small, but they are all fine products. They are not ordinary people who come to the black market to buy things."
"Yes, it's just currency transactions, and you don't need to go to a large trading venue." Locke nodded in agreement.
There are torches hanging on both sides. The downward stairs are not long, but because they are underground, they look extraordinarily dark. Fortunately, the few people are brave tough guys and don't feel much.
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