Broad World

As the sun rises to the top of the head a little bit, Calimport ushered in the hottest noon of the day. Although it is only May and there are still two or three months before the arrival of the scorching heat, the temperature still remains above 30 degrees. People Sweaty and busy with work and business, only a few high-ranking big shots can hide in the house leisurely, drink a glass of iced drink, and enjoy life comfortably.

As the undisputed leader of the Phantom Guild, Henry is in such a state at the moment.

He sat lazily on the recliner, looking out the window at the workers who were sitting on the ground eating lunch under the scorching sun, and took a sip of cool grape juice.

It has been almost half a month since the start of construction. The demolition work has been completed, and the main road in the middle will be completed in a few days. The next step is to build the shops facing the street. As for the houses promised to the residents, take your time, anyway. They're not in a hurry either.

With three meals a day and a salary of one silver coin, these poor people living at the bottom of society can't wait for the project to last as long as possible, and it is best to never finish the day. They all know that once the construction of private houses starts, it means reducing the number of people employed.

No one wants to lose a stable job, especially if the job doesn't require too much technical content, as long as you work hard. Anyway, the brains are done by academics and architects.

But I'm afraid no one knows that Henry has already made a resettlement plan, intending to absorb more than half of the workers, and briefly train them as the store's service personnel in the future. He intends to follow the template of the commercial street to create a one-stop shop for eating, drinking, and playing, and extend the most prosperous market in Calimport to his side. As long as this step is achieved, the Phantom Guild will be able to lie on the bed and count gold coins in the future.

In order to light the guiding light for the backward gangs in Faerun Continent, it can be said that he has spent a lot of thought, not only to make a lot of money. It also needs to meet the economic conditions of this world, and at the same time, it must not be too advanced, so it has come up with such a hodgepodge. As for the effect, we will have to wait at least half a month to know.

"Gu! Gulu..."

With a strange sound, the peaceful atmosphere in the room was finally broken.

Henry turned his head and glanced at the female warrior standing aside, with a playful look on his face: "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah!" Carol nodded with a blushing face.

It has to be said that her current appearance is quite abnormal, almost like a shy girl. Rather than a bold fighter.

But there is a reason for this, and it can be traced back to this morning, when Henry got up and came to the office, he happened to bump into Carol who was naked on the sofa. What was embarrassing was that her hands were still rubbing a certain lush special part underneath, her mouth There were bursts of ecstasy (groaning) moans.

As a woman, when a man sees her doing this kind of thing, she can't help being ashamed even if her skin is thicker than a city wall, so she keeps her head down all morning and keeps silent, like a child who has made a mistake.

Henry suppressed a smile and pointed to the door: "Then you go to the restaurant on the second floor to eat first. By the way, ask the kitchen to prepare some fruit for me. Also, don't worry, I will keep the secret for you."

Carol's face turned red when she didn't hear this sentence. After listening to it, her whole body seemed to be boiled in an instant, and she turned around and ran out of the room that made her want to die with shame and indignation.

The female warrior now wished there was a crack in the ground where she could slip in, so that she would not have to endure the other party's strange stares and ridicule, and at the same time, she would not have to worry about being known by a third party.

"Hehe, it seems that no matter how muscular they are, women are still women, and their emotions are always more delicate than men..." Henry chuckled and whispered.

In fact, he can fully understand Carol's behavior. After all, the warrior itself determines that the physiological needs of this profession are far higher than ordinary people. Coupled with the long-term contact with killing and death, a lot of anxiety, tyranny and impulsiveness will be accumulated, which must be completely vented afterwards, otherwise it will not be long before it will collapse due to excessive pressure.

Drinking and indulgence (desire) is a very common phenomenon among fighters in Faerun. Even Tempus, the great master of war and the patron saint of all fighters, encourages this kind of behavior, so most people have Take this as the norm, group (sex) and promiscuous (sex) abound in many war zones. Some children don't even know who their father is after they are born.

Just as Henry was recalling the naked and fit figure of the female warrior in his mind, Wahid suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, followed by a man in a black robe.

Without any nonsense, he bowed slightly, and explained directly: "Boss. The whole guy is called Eric, and he claims to be a mage. He wants to seek a position in the guild. I think we just need a mage, so I will send He brought it."

"Well done, the guild really needs some professionals." Henry said, turning his gaze to the mage who hid himself in the hood. "Tell me about your spellcasting level, specialization faction, and spell proficiency, and then we will talk about the specific conditions."

In Calimport, guild leaders with a little bit of strength will hire one or two mages, some as staff, with superior intelligence to make suggestions, and some as guards and thugs, on the one hand to protect the guild leader from poison, curses and other supernatural forces On the other hand, it is to come forward to solve the more troublesome enemies.

A few years ago, Artemis Entreri was almost killed by a battle mage when he was under the joint siege of all the guilds. If Jarlaxle, the dark elf mercenary leader, hadn't saved him, he might have turned into a pile of bones by now.

Of course, you can't expect these mages to work hard at critical moments. Generally speaking, when they find that the situation is not good, they either turn around and run away, or change their sects. In short, they will work for the powerful guild leaders, and they are also very loyal most of the time, but Never put your own life on the line.

Eric took off his hood, revealing a slightly old face, who seemed to be between forty and fifty years old. I don't know if it's because of the excessive use of the brain. All the hair on the top of the head fell out, leaving only a little bit on the back of the head.

He took a step forward and made a mage salute with one hand on his chest: "It's a great honor to be interviewed by you. I'm a fifth-level illusionist. I'm good at using illusions to confuse the enemy. I can also order evocation and prophecy. Magic, if you can’t enter, you can provide magic services. You can also do some divination.”

Looking at the slightly old mage in front of him for a while, Henry felt that it was not bad. After all, the gang is not an organization of spellcasters and can bring a lot of help to the mage, so it is unlikely to recruit high-level mages, so he nodded with a smile: " It basically meets my requirements, now you can start making requests."

Hearing that he was not rejected, Eric was obviously relieved, and said with a wry smile: "Actually, my requirements are not high. I can have a salary of 500 gold coins a month, a slightly larger room and some alchemy equipment, if it is convenient It would be even better if I can provide some materials needed to refine the potion. Besides, I still have a pregnant wife, so please make sure that she will not get involved in the guild battle."

"No problem, I can agree to all your requirements. As for the accommodation, it is next door to this room. The room there is quite large and can definitely meet your needs." Henry gave an affirmative answer without any hesitation.

From the conversation just now, he could easily discern the reason why the other party wanted to settle down. It is entirely for the pregnant wife and the upcoming child. It is basically unlikely that such a guy with a family is a spy, and multiple assistants can better balance internal power.

"Thank you so much. Please give me two hours to take my wife over and settle down, and then I can serve you right away." After speaking, Eric bowed and bowed, and slowly exited the room.

After he walked away completely, Wahid immediately closed the door and shouted excitedly: "Boss! I have good news! After Nuerman's people came in the morning, the Camel Guild immediately made a big move. Someone saw them Several groups of people were sent to the desert, obviously to send letters to the sand bandits. It is estimated that the result will be within a few days, if it is not an inside fight, it is to attack other guilds in the city."

"Oh? You mean these guys are gathering strength?" Henry's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stood up and asked.

He couldn't believe that the plan would go so smoothly. Before he could start fanning the flames, the members of the Camel Guild were in chaos. Whether it's an internal fight or a guild war, Calimport will be in turmoil, and the fighting in the streets and alleys will soon begin.

Wahid clenched his fists excitedly. He waved it vigorously and replied: "That's right, they must be recruiting people, and the Night Bandit, Black Sail, and Sharp Tooth are also making moves. According to my years of experience, something big is definitely going to happen."

Thinking that he personally provoked the guild war in Calimport. An imperceptible smile crossed Henry's face, and he touched his chin and said meaningfully: "In this case, let our people get ready too, tell them not to run around these few days, and stay at their posts for me Waiting for orders, a big show is about to be staged, I don't want to miss it."

"Understood! If anyone dares to make a mistake at this time, I will break his neck. Don't worry, boss, I don't want to miss such a wonderful show." Wahid showed a ferocious smile and left the room excitedly Go and notify everyone one by one, he is already a little impatient to kill people, to see blood...

Soon, the leaders who were maintaining order on the construction site got the news one after another, and their eyes began to shine, especially those guys who were addicted to killing like Wahid all laughed happily, gearing up for a big fight .

Standing in front of the window on the second floor, Henry silently watched the restless city, and muttered to himself: "Come on... let the storm come more violently, I want to see if you masters of symbols can just sit back and watch." How chaotic is Calimport..."

In fact, the reason why the Camel Guild made such a big move was because he intentionally tampered with Mejid. As long as someone asked who did it, this completely crazy guy would shout: No! black sails! Not Black Sail!

In this case, how can Nuerman, the leader of the Camel Guild, react?

Of course, it is necessary to call up people to prepare for the punishment!

As a result, the nerves of the entire Calimport underground forces have been affected, and they have begun to prepare for the worst situation. The guild war may come at any time... (to be continued ~^~)