Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 42:

The syndicate is a robber, sometimes as a bandit, sometimes as a pirate, sometimes as a smuggling, and sometimes helping some big people who don’t want to reveal their identities to do things that are not suitable for being known.

He doesn't care what he is doing, as long as he can make money, it doesn't matter what he does.

Privately, he calls himself "a gentleman without money", the former is a metaphor for his identity, and the latter advertises his style of doing things.

Among his colleagues, he is indeed quite a gentleman. Every time he "does a business", as long as the other party is willing to surrender, even if he was still fighting in the last moment, he will restrain his subordinates to let go of the opponent in the next moment. At first, the subordinates were very dissatisfied, but as their reputation spread, fewer and fewer people were willing to fight them to the end. They even showed up more than once when they saw their banner and offered to buy road money.

For those who are willing to give money to buy roads, he also has a standard. As long as the money can allow the brothers to eat and drink together, it is not worth fighting for more money. Because he always thinks that money is endless, but reliable brothers are not so easy to find.

So his "business" grew bigger and bigger, and gradually became the largest group in the border area between the Blue Moon Kingdom and the Qianquan Kingdom, and some people even began to respect him as the "Mountain King".

To tell the truth, Syndicate didn't like this title at all. He had the honor to enter the ancient elven temple in the Primordial Forest and was advised by the undead elder. At that time, the elder warned him not to be greedy, not to show off, and to make a fortune in silence. He deeply agrees and has always used it as his motto.

His ideal is to be an unknown robber and earn enough money to find opportunities to launder. Then be a little nobleman in the interior, and spend the second half of his life steadily, leaving enough children and grandchildren to pass on the family from generation to generation. After many, many years, some of the descendants of future generations are keen to study the history of ancestors, only to find out his history from the dusty recorded words, and he was shocked...

Now it seems that this ideal is probably about to fall into disarray, and he is very melancholy.

Recently, he got news from an old acquaintance he had worked with in the past, saying that in the future the robber business, especially the big robbers’ business, will be more difficult to do, and the shipping channel will become the most important business. One ring. This made him a little puzzled, and he didn't understand why.

Most robbers don’t like to rob goods. One is running slowly with the goods, leaving too many traces, which are easy to be caught up or found; second, they have to find a way to sell the stolen goods when they get the goods. Sometimes a gold coin can't buy a silver coin, and it's a terrible loss.

In contrast, it is much more convenient to grab money directly, even precious gems, there is no reliable money.

Of course, if you can grab some precious magic items, it's more cost-effective than grabbing money. Magic props are easy to sell, and they are often not deliberately lowered when they are released. They are the best hard currency.

Naturally, the syndicate cannot be exempt. For a long time, when he buys the road money, the cash is calculated based on the three times the price of the goods-or to put it another way, if the goods are not paid, the three times the goods can be worth it. Double the money. If possible, he would also rather ask for money than goods, even though he has good channels for selling stolen goods.

For example, this time in front of me.

He took a dozen people and lay in ambush in a depression deliberately dug out on the hillside. He was dressed in turf-covered clothes, which looked like ordinary grass. As long as there is no magic, no one will even want to find them.

The place where he ambushes is quite spacious and not steep at all. No spellcaster will get nervous and use detection magic in such a place.

For this business, he made preparations five days in advance, and he felt that he was worth hundreds of gold coins just because of the manpower and material resources.

But it's worth it. As far as he knows, the "Dragon Tail" firm has just recently delivered a large amount of goods to Buyi City, but it hasn't bought much from the city. This means that they either carry a large amount of cash, or carry high-value gems or magic items, no matter which kind, it is worth his effort or even dispatch himself.

Time gradually passed, and the sun gradually turned westward, but the Syndicate and his brothers were still lying motionless on the ground, as if they had become piles of weedy dirt.

To do big business, you need to be calm. This time he brought the most reliable old brothers. Everyone understands this truth and can be calm.

When it was about an hour or so before dark, two carriages approached slowly. Looking at the sign on the carriage, it turned out to be the group of buns who claimed to have picked up the dragon's tail bones from their ancestors and used them as their mascots.

When I think of the origin of the firm's name, the syndicate wants to laugh.

But he held back his smile, on the contrary, he was very serious.

Dragon Tail Trading Company is not a good role to deal with. Their ancestors were also incapable business. The reason why they were able to make a fortune in those days was not the good luck brought by the **** mascot, but just like him. Some business that will go to **** after death.

In the face of such an opponent, if you are not serious or cautious, then you are really looking for death.

The carriage is not big, and if you look closely, there is indeed no cargo. But he noticed that the coachmen of the two carriages were very calm, and at first glance they knew that they had quite good strength. As for the inside of the carriage... the next carriage is a wagon, and the one who escorts the carriage should be an intermediate-level fighter. It is nothing to be afraid of, but the fluctuations in the magic power can be vaguely felt in the previous carriage. !

Seeing that the carriage was about to pass by, but I don’t know why, one of the horses in the carriage in front of the carriage suddenly stumbled and fell towards the side of the road, even with the entire carriage overturning, and the carriage was about to be thrown away. The person on the ground fell half dead.

This is naturally a trap designed by Syndicate. He dug some small holes on the road. They are not big, but a little bigger than a horseshoe. The holes are padded with thick paper and covered with floating soil and weeds. They look ordinary The ground is no different. But as long as the hoof of the packhorse stepped in, it would immediately fall, and even the entire carriage would fall.

The people at Dragon Tail Trading Company were assaulted and suddenly panicked. Two people walked out of the car in front. One was a magician wearing a fire-red robe, the other was a ranger wearing gray soft armor, and two The coachman and the soldier in the back also took out their weapons, ready to fight.

Syndicate nodded, lifted the turf, and stood up alone.

He didn't speak in a hurry, but took out a banner~IndoMTL.com~ and stuck it on the ground beside him.

In the evening breeze, the flag was unfolded, and a tiger sitting on the top of the mountain looked majesticly down the crowd.

"Sitting on the Mountain King?!" The ranger looked surprised, but laughed again.

"You didn't come at the right time this time." He smiled and took out an exquisite holy emblem. "Our firm did make a lot of money this time, but it was all deposited by me in the golden crown (wealth). Goddess)’s temple, even if you kill us, you won’t get any money."

A few hours later, at his secret base, the syndicate fell into deep thought.

It seems...the world has changed.

This era is no longer suitable for capitalless gentlemen.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind.

Since then, the famous thief "Sit Mountain King" active on the border between the Blue Moon Kingdom and the Qianquan Kingdom disappeared without a trace. A few months later, there was a little noble named "Thomas" in the northern part of the Union of Gold Coins. (To be continued.)