Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 30: Shopping
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Today Locke received the news that it was exactly half a month later that their battalion needed to arrive at the small town of Raimosa in front of Entre. The war has dragged on for long enough, and the military has issued strict orders to capture Entelcheng after half a month, completely disintegrating Charlo's vitality.
In the evening, Locke called Hans, and after an explanation, Hans left with a group of soldiers.
The town of Giza in the middle of the night is like a ghost domain, gloomy and gloomy. There are dilapidated houses and collapsed buildings everywhere. Only if there is no sound of Xi Suo piercing through to prove that there are still people alive in this town.
Hagen has been very moist recently. He didn't expect that his wife would be able to approach a big man, and by the way, he would also rise. He used to be a tavern, and he couldn't do anything else. He was not bad at observing words. He had seen the defeat of Charlo a long time ago and turned to the Faustans. But I don't have any barriers. It's normal to kick it when Faustin took advantage of it, but it won't anymore. Hagen was confident.
Hagen was walking on the side of the road in Giza Town drunk. He was going to one of his lover's houses. Although the war destroyed everything, it was not bad for him. At least he lived better than others. The road at night is always stumbling. Hagen has already tripped once, and he continues walking cursingly. Some beggars and refugees around him are kicked and beaten at will.
Suddenly, a dark figure hits him. "You don't have eyes when you step on a horse!..." Hagen scolded, but then there was no sound. The moonlight shone over, revealing the majestic figure of the dark shadow, and Hans, holding a short dagger, looked at Hagen, who was stabbed in the throat on the ground with no expression.
"Ho ho..." Hagen widened his eyes, pointed at the dark shadow to say something, and finally lost his breath.
A group of people appeared behind the black shadow. They quickly cleared the scene. In the night, the black shadow and the group of people disappeared, leaving only a headless body.
The surrounding beggars and refugees slowly gathered together, and after observing that there was no danger around, they swarmed up, snatching the few clothes on their bodies.
A beggar smiled and took a coin somewhere in his body, but was quickly snatched by another stronger beggar. After the fight, there was nothing on the ground. The half of the body did not know where it was kicked by the crowd.
In a basement in Giza town, dozens of yellow-faced people gathered here to keep warm. There is only a small pile of wood burning on the ground, and most people around are wearing only one or two thin coarse cloths. There are men and women, as well as old and young.
Hans and his party appeared here, and what they saw was this situation. They saw too much of this kind of thing, and they didn't feel much.
There seem to be many people here who know them, and they are startled, but they are more afraid and hesitant. A thin middle-aged man stood up, he seemed to be the leader here.
Hans didn't talk nonsense with these people, and threw Hagen's head with a hand. "You will be watching the underground world of this small town from now on, but the monthly turnover is 20% higher than before, otherwise he will be a role model!"
The middle-aged man seemed to have not digested the information he had just received, and said in astonishment, "My lord, he is not angry with us?"
"As long as you do well, we won't do anything to you. In short, we have to make achievements for us, otherwise..." Hans threatened coldly.
The middle-aged man was surprised and immediately replied, "It is definitely 20% more than what Hagen turned in."
Hans gave a cold snort and led the people away without much nonsense.
The middle-aged man sat down as if his body was hollowed out when they all had gone. "Big brother, we posted this time," the little brothers around said excitedly. The old people and women also showed smiles. Only the children looked at these adults ignorantly.
The middle-aged people are the same group of people who robbed Xia Qian’s tavern. After being taught by Locke and the others, they had a bad life. Later Locke became the squadron leader, and more people wanted to find them wrong.
The middle-aged man used to be a small businessman with a little brain, otherwise he would not be the leader of this group of people. He always hoped to lead them to a good life, even if the means were dishonorable.
The refugees here are all from the same town. Because of the loss of the war, the domestic bandits are rampant, and they are forced to flee. The middle-aged people had no way out and chose to rob, and only Xia Qian's Green Palm Tavern was still open.
It was also that time when he got into the evil star of Locke. During that time, they starved to death several old people and children. There was no way that this was the way to live, and he did not dare to anger Locke. Now there is a chance to live better, although it is a black force, but it can live better, no matter what you do, even the opportunity given by the enemy cannot give up.
The middle-aged man intends to work hard and must not end up with Hagen.
Frans City stopped the soldiers' "patrols" and the city finally became quiet. Some Charlottes on the street began to move, but they still cowered. It seemed that they could not forget the Faustin soldiers when the city was broken. Arrogant.
For ordinary civilians in Charlo, Faustan soldiers still wouldn't do anything extraordinary, because there is no need.
Locke and Xia Qian walked between Frans to experience the flavor of a foreign town. Xiasi had never been to a big city like Frans before, and she was more curious about big cities than Locke. It's just that there is no prosperous scene on the street at this time. The few shops are also opened by the caravans of Locke and Baron Kasher, and they only sell food.
This kind of shop accepts everything. Jewelry, coins, weapons and armors picked up on the battlefield can be exchanged for grain, and there is only one kind of grain called briquettes. This kind of food is black with carbon particles on the surface, so it is called briquettes. If the bran chestnut cake is made from the husk of cereals, then the briquettes are made from the bottom of the pan after the bran chestnut cake is made. This thing doesn't even look good to mice, but at this time it is rushed by the Charlottes.
Locke has eaten briquettes. If you eat it, your throat will be dry and astringent. If you eat too much, you will have a stomachache. If you don't have any nutrition, you will feel weak if you eat it for several days. If the bran chestnut cake is sometimes used as a cameo about the food of the horses, the briquettes are absolutely indispensable, unless you want the weak horses in the army to move.
Charlottes are not idiots, but they can’t help it, especially for "urban people" like them. If you say that people in the countryside like Giza town, people can still find food in the fields and in the woods. Yes, but in the city, except for the yard with a few fruit trees, you don't want to find anything to eat.
Most of the merchants who sell briquettes know Locke and smile at Locke as a greeting. As for the shop at Baron Kashgar, one of the people who watched the place happened to be Sean who had a drink with Locke that day.
"Brother Locke, why are you here free?" Sean was teaching a refugee that he should be fainted with hunger and grab food.
Locke is indeed a strange squadron leader. If other squadron leaders do not practice or be happy in their own residences, or go to the baron or other squadron leaders to walk around, only Locke seems to have nothing to do. Hanging out with the lower-level soldiers on the street, or just wandering around.
In Jeerson’s words, "Rock is still young after all and has not adapted to the life that a squadron leader should have."
In the words of Master Sauron, "Rock likes fun."
But only Uncle Yoshak can say "Locke is using his own abilities to develop." This is too evil, and few people who have heard it understand it.
Locke has been away for years and months, and he was rolling in the dead at the age of fourteen. He wants to live a good life more than anyone else, and wants to enjoy it more than anyone else. But the perennial life was involuntary and gave him a deep sense of anxiety. He wants to do everything to develop himself.
The other squadron leaders choose to go up, climb up, win over the same level, and climb more advanced ones. Although Locke also understood these things, he had rarely contacted him before and had not yet adapted to this state. But he was not discouraged, but chose another path.
He believes that he can be the leader of the team now, and he will not be too miserable in the future. It is useless for him now, what about the future? Don't deny the value of any one person.
So he got in touch with the captains of his squadron, and even had a good relationship with the captains of Baron Kasher. So he chose the black forces in Giza Town, where no one can look at them. Although there is relatively little money to honor now, what about the future? The town of Giza was an important road in the past, and he didn't believe that the town would not develop.
"Come out and take a look." Locke said, holding Xia Qian's waist.
"This is the sister-in-law, right? Brother Locke, you have a vision." Sean finished speaking and shouted to a caravan guy behind, "Duck, where is the silver bracelet your kid received yesterday? Show it to the sister-in-law. "
After a clever boy agreed, he ran out of the caravan and handed it to Locke respectfully. After Locke played with it, he gave Xia Qian, who was already excited, this was her first piece of jewelry, and also the most precious one.
To tell the truth, it is indeed a boutique, and it is a bit better than the other things that I found from Erdao dealer Kebei's box that day. Locke patted Sean on the shoulder.
Xia Qian has long been envious of the jewelry of Grace and others who live in the same courtyard. The sapphires on Grace's neck and the gold bracelets on Lafite's wrist are all so exquisite in her opinion.
Xia Qian happily played with the bracelet in her hand, and Locke felt if she had treated her badly. Locke remembered the bracelets and earrings he had gotten from the second dealer that day, which he had planned to give to his sister in the future. Xia Qian likes it, so give it to her first.
Since Xia Qian already had a bracelet, Locke took out the pair of earrings from her arms and handed them to Xia Qian.
"Do you like it?" Locke put the earrings in Xia Qian's hands.
If the silver bracelet is the noble in the jewelry, then this earring is the royal in the jewelry. Elegant arcs and exquisite diamonds constitute this pair of super earrings.
"Like it!" Xia Qian kissed Locke excitedly, not caring about the eyes of the people around her. She felt more and more that choosing this younger brother was the right choice.