Iron Powder and Spellcaster

Wealth and silk are touching people's hearts. After hearing Old Majiya's words, not only the coachman in front of the checkpoint, but also the eyes of the "rebel" soldiers on duty were attracted by the gold in Old Majiya's hand.

Raul was at a loss.

Although little Mr. Mattia knew in his heart that he went to [Artemis] to redeem his son, he was completely ignorant of what price a father was willing to pay in exchange for his son.

Tasso, the old servant next to little Martiya, tensed up instantly.

Old Tasso's brows twisted into a knot unconsciously. He estimated the distance between the "rebel leader" in front of him and the other "rebels", silently moved his feet half a step, and used the body of his "employer" to block the "rebel leader" "At the same time, he used his left hand to slowly pull the dagger inserted in his belt, turning the dagger to an angle that could be drawn out at any time.

However, the acumen of the "rebel leader" exceeded Tasso's imagination.

As soon as Old Tasso made a move, the young man with the sword immediately looked over Old Majiya's shoulder and pierced towards the "old horse-feeding servant" who was hiding behind the "master".

Obviously, the young man with the Saber has noticed the dangerous behavior of "feeding the old servant".

However, he did not immediately take a few steps back and stay away from the threat. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the "head of the family" in front of him with interest.

Mattia Milok looked sideways at Old Tasso and slowly shook his head.

Old Tasso was suddenly discouraged. He squinted at the young man with the sword, spat rudely at his feet, then let go of the dagger very unhappily, and crossed his arms.

Only then did Raul, who was confused, realize that Tasso seemed to be planning to kidnap the rebel leader.

Little Ma Jiaden's mouth felt dry. He suppressed his nervousness and panic. His Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, and he felt for the saber secretly, thinking he was hiding.

However, the confrontation between the two sides ended in silence. Old Tasso sighed and waved helplessly towards the young master.

Now that the winner has been decided, the three members of the Majiya family can only let the other party do whatever they want.

The young man with the sword first looked through the broken pottery on the table, then picked up the gold bars from the broken pottery and looked at it. Then he glanced at the saddle bag, which was obviously still heavy, and asked, "What's left in it?"

"Yes." Old Ma Jiya answered straightforwardly.

"take it out."

The saddlebags that Mrs. Machia gave to her husband before leaving were emptied, and the pottery sticks were taken out one by one, smashed, and searched.

The gold bars were stacked neatly on the dining table. It looked like there was only a small pile, but it seemed as if the table legs were about to be broken.

Outside the checkpoint, after hearing the news, more and more carriage drivers gathered to watch the excitement, and everyone's eyes were fixed.

Not to mention now, even in the "good times" in the past, holding such a huge sum of money while away from home was tantamount to gambling your life.

Not to mention that the only people carrying the gold were two half-old men and a young boy with no beard.

The eyes of the onlookers became hot - gold can bend not only the legs of the table, but also people's hearts.

Whether with good intentions or ill intentions, people were looking up and down at the helpless master and servant, just like a horse thief peering at a horse or a butcher appraising a fat sheep.

Old Tasso also felt the gazes around him. He raised his eyebrows, bared his teeth, and glared back fiercely without showing any signs of weakness.

On the other side, the saddlebags had been emptied. A small pile of gold bars and a small pile of broken pottery were placed on the table.

"That's all?" The young man with the sword frowned, picked up two gold bars and knocked them against each other, with threats and hints in his tone: "If there are other things that need to be declared, it's not too late to tell them now."

Old Ma Jiya calmly shook his head.

The young man with the sword brushed his fingertips over the gold bars and broken pottery while closely observing the subtle expression changes of the three people, but did not get the desired reaction.

He put away his faint smile, held onto his saber with a serious expression, turned his back to Gold, raised his hand and pointed at the three people in front of him: "Search them."

"Yes!" A veteran with a white tassel on his helmet closed his boots and raised his hand in a meticulous salute to the young man with a sword who was much younger than him.

After the ceremony, the veteran stared at the three of them and whistled hard.

The checkpoint that had been filled with a relaxed atmosphere suddenly became serious and deadly.

The "rebel" soldiers who were listless under the strong sun just now suddenly changed into another look:

They pressed their lips together, frowned, and holding short spears and halberds, they silently surrounded the three strange travelers.

Old Tasso wanted to struggle, but when he raised his arm, the thorns of the halberd were already touching his chest and back.

Without a user, a weapon is just an object.

Just like the short spears and halberds of the rebels, they are neither exquisite nor novel. When they are placed diagonally in the corner of the checkpoint, even if people pass by them and get close to their blades, they can see the mottled blood on the edge of the sleeve. , and will never be afraid of them.

But when they were held in the hands of the "rebel" soldiers, every civilian present felt a chill in their hearts - it was the instinct of animals to detect something dangerous that could kill them.

Old Tasso raised his head and met the cold gaze of the "rebel" soldier; lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of the "rebel" soldier's motionless arms and ready-to-go knees.

It was obvious that the other party neither screamed nor bared his teeth and claws, but it made old Tasso's underwear soaked with cold sweat.

Old Tasso swallowed his saliva and did not make any more moves that would cause the other party to misunderstand.

A "rebel" soldier stepped forward and neatly took away all the weapons carried by the three of them, and even took out the small dagger that Old Tasso had hidden in his leggings.

The onlooking coachmen and merchants smelled the change in wind direction.

While the crowd half-truthfully pitied the three unlucky guys who showed off their wealth, they meekly obeyed the orders of the "rebels" and dispersed from the checkpoint.

With a sharp knife pressed against his heart, no one can be strong-willed. The three members of the Matiya family were taken into the barracks at the checkpoint and immediately underwent an extremely strict body search.

The clothes, shoes and all personal belongings of the three people were searched "everything".

The "rebel" soldiers cut open the seams of clothes and cut the soles of shoes, with special emphasis on checking hidden places such as the brim of the hat, inside the buttons, inside the handle, etc. They wished they could dig out every place where things could be hidden and inspect them.

Even the five horses they took out went through an unambiguous search.

From the saddle to the bit, from the neck to the hooves, no place where anything could be hidden, whether it was harness or the horse itself, was spared.

Throughout the whole process, Tasso Lao never stopped swearing, but hidden beneath the surface of anger was deep uneasiness and despair.

Old Tasso peeked at every exit, every window, and every gap, nervously looking for possible opportunities to escape from the checkpoint, but found nothing.

After experiencing a brief shock and humiliation, the young Mattia Raul fell into extreme anger.

Little Ma Jiya's anger manifested itself in unusual silence.

When the rebel soldiers ordered him to take off his clothes, he took off his clothes, and when ordered to take off his boots, he took off his boots without saying a word.

But his eyes never left the soldiers in front of him. He stared at the soldiers responsible for searching him, clenching his fists tightly and gritting his teeth.

The "rebel" soldiers in charge of the search focused more on the two middle-aged men, especially the old servant with two eyes that had no time to spare.

The "rebel" soldiers were not nervous about the half-grown man who seemed to be about to pounce and bite him at the next second. Instead, they seemed to find it interesting.

The veteran with a white tassel helmet supervising the search took off his coat and threw it to the young man who was naked because all his clothes were being inspected. He was half threatening and half well-meaning to dissuade: "Don't be stupid."

Raul did not reach out to take it, letting his clothes fall to the ground, and still stared directly at the nearest rebel soldier.

Old Tasso stepped forward to stand between Raul and the rebels, and shouted confidently: "Give me one!"

Veteran Bai Ying looked the old servant up and down expressionlessly, put his sword across his knees and did not answer.

Old Ma Jiya silently picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on her younger son.

"Don't worry." Old Ma Jiya said softly to her younger son. This was the first thing he said after being brought into the post, his voice as low and steady as ever.

When Tasso Lao fell into anxiety and Raul was filled with humiliation and anger, Mattia Milok still maintained restraint and calmness.

Raul raised his eyes and met his father's gaze, which was like a deep pool. But for the first time, little Majiya saw the care and tenderness in his father's eyes that he had never shown before.

He loosened his fists with difficulty and nodded.

Old Tasso also took a step back, stood next to old Matiya and Raul, turned his back to the soldiers, and lowered his voice: "The rebels are all good soldiers, but they failed this time."

Hearing the stubborn Uncle Tasso surrendering on his own initiative, Raul's eyes widened as if betrayed, and he clenched his fists again.

While observing the soldiers around him, Old Tasso said quickly: "The blood wolf's soldiers are just like wolves, their tactics are vicious, ruthless and greedy... As expected, they only have wrong names, not wrong nicknames..." "

Old Ma Jiya listened carefully.

Old Tasso hung his head guiltily, with guilt and self-blame in his voice: "If it falls into their hands this time, the gold will definitely not be saved..."

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the master and his son, and said word by word: "Master, think of a way to save your life first!"

Old Ma Jiya nodded without hesitation.

Seeing that his father also gave in, Raul forced out an angry question through his teeth: "Why?"

"Just because they have murderers in their hands." Old Tasso replied in a deep voice.

Tears of humiliation welled up in Raul's eyes, and he asked unwillingly: "Then can I be unreasonable?"

Old Tasso replied categorically: "Yes, you don't have to be unreasonable if you have a murderer in your hands. In front of a murderer, any reason is nonsense. If one day, you have a murderer in your hands, and they don't, You don’t have to be unreasonable.”

This straightforward answer shocked Mattia Raul, but the old Tasso was not finished yet.

Just listen to old Tasso saying cynically: "Why is the Blood Wolf the master of Wargne County? Isn't it because he has the most powerful murderer in Wargne County - his soldiers? So he doesn't have to reason with anyone, so he You can call yourself the Lord of Warnie County. Not to mention that his soldiers robbed us, even if his soldiers killed us, we have no place to redress our grievances!"

Old Tasuo asked questions one after another like an arrow: "If you were a blood wolf, would you hang your own soldiers for bullshit reasons? If you hang your own soldiers, who else will sacrifice their lives for him? The way of the world That's it, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say. The Blood Wolf has the biggest fist in Warne County, so he is the head of Warne County. Guanting has the biggest fist in Plato, so Guanting is the head of Plato. The emperor has the biggest fist in the north. The biggest, so the emperor is the head of the empire! Reason? Bullshit!"

"Quiet!" Veteran Baiying noticed a small dispute in the corner of the barracks and interrupted Old Tasso's venting: "No whispering!"

Old Tasso closed his mouth.

On the other side, Raul was scolded to the point of being speechless. He felt that what Uncle Tasso said was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it. He gritted his teeth and wiped away his tears randomly.

When Old Tasso saw this, he couldn't bear it, and his tone couldn't help but soften.

"Think about the tree outside! Think about the people hanging on the tree!" The old servant tried his best to lower his voice and persuaded the young master: "If I can save my life today, it's all because of great luck. Gold - don't think about it. We are the chopping board. The blood wolf's weapon is a knife. Can the knife cut it any way it wants? How else can it control the meat? Do you expect them to admit their mistake? Do you expect them to apologize? "

Raul felt a warm hand on his shoulder. He turned his head and found that it was his father.

"You are right, what Tasso said is wrong." Mattia Milok told her son calmly: "But this is all we can do now - it is not your fault."

In an instant, the stubbornness that supported Raul's inner world collapsed.

He wiped away his tears and lowered his head in great humiliation.

The body search came to an end, and the "rebel" soldiers in charge of the search took turns approaching the veteran Baiying and reported to his ears.

The more Veteran Baiying listened, the more he frowned. After listening to everyone's reports, he glanced at the three people being examined suspiciously.

After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Veteran Baiying stood up, looked around at his subordinates in the barracks, and made a gesture.

The "rebel" soldiers saw the gesture and exited the barracks in an orderly manner. Veteran Bai Ying was the last one to leave. He glanced at the master and servant with a frown, and then closed the door.

Old Tasso and Raul looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't understand why.

"No matter." Old Tasso walked over, took back all the clothes left by the rebels in the barracks, and said viciously: "Get dressed first."

The three of them got dressed. Old Tasso looked at the five windows of the barracks one by one, then came back shaking his head.

"No." He chewed his teeth and said bitterly, "There are people guarding us."

The three masters and servants of the Majiya family had no way to go to heaven or enter the earth, so they had to wait in the barracks.

Just when Lao Tasso was rummaging through the cabinets to find a weapon, the door of the barracks was pushed open again.

The young man with the saber appeared in front of the three of them, but this time, his face no longer had the calmness and ease before, instead it was filled with embarrassment and apology that were so thick that even boiling water couldn't dissolve them.

"I'm really, really, really sorry." The young man with the sword blushed, rubbed his hands, and sweated: "We arrested the wrong person."

[Thanks to the leader of the book friend [Lieutenant Mason’s Pig Cannon], thank you very much (.’▽’.)]

[Thanks to book friends for their collection, reading, subscription, recommendation votes, monthly votes, rewards and comments, thank you all]