One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 128 The Hell Joke

no doubt.

For Bernard who wanted to return to Askatla by land, the news brought by the cavalry captain could definitely be regarded as bad news.

This left him in a state of reticence for the next few hours.

It wasn't until he formally entered the fortress city of Manon through the city gate that he cheered up a little.

After coming to the market, the first thing Bernard did was to plan to sell all the camels to those merchants who were eager to cross the desert to Carlinport.

And the nobles and civilian families who feared that the red dragon would continue to go south after the capture of Melatma, and chose to move their families to Calimport.

Since mobilization for war has already begun.

Most of the ships in the port have either been requisitioned, or they are full of people and sailing to Carlin Port early, and no free ships can be found at all.

Therefore, the only camel that can help them cross the Great Karin Desert will naturally rise in value.

At this moment, it has risen to seven times the usual amount.

Coupled with the malicious hoarding and hype of unscrupulous businessmen, they deliberately spread all kinds of gossip that can cause people to panic.

Some nobles and rich people who were eager to escape were even willing to pay ten times the outrageous price.

And those heavy draft horses from the northern Kingdom of Tethyr, which were originally worth 150 gold coins, fell directly to 50 gold coins.

In addition, the price of the four-wheeled horse-drawn cart has also dropped from 100 gold coins to 30 gold coins, and the price of a two-wheeled cart is only 4 gold coins.

In less than two hours, Bernard sold all the more than 1,000 camels in the caravan.

It was replaced by more than 300 strong heavy-duty pack horses, 80 four-wheeled wagons that needed two horses to pull, and 140 two-wheeled wagons that could be pulled by only one horse.

As for the goods carried by the caravan, he chose to sell all the weapons and lesser magic items that could be used in the defense of the city to the Menon City Government, which was preparing for the battle.

At the same time, the price difference just earned was used to purchase antiques, artworks, handicrafts, jewelry, and a large number of valuable ancient books and magic items that the fleeing families were selling at low prices.

In short, except for the real estate that cannot be taken away, anyone who has enough profit margins has always been open to comers.

After dealing with everything, when he dragged his exhausted body to the door of the hotel covered by the caravan, Bernard immediately heard bursts of laughter coming from inside.

When he walked in, he suddenly saw everyone sitting around the stage laughing their heads off.

Even the paladin Erolyn, who has always been serious and unsmiling, covered her mouth and shivered slightly uncontrollably.

Only Zuo Si, who was sitting in the center, still maintained his usual calm posture, eating the food on the plate at a very slow speed.

Out of curiosity, Bernard went straight up and asked the mercenary leader: "What are you laughing at?"

The latter smiled and shook his head and explained: "Your Excellency South just told a very funny joke, which successfully made everyone laugh."

"Oh? What kind of joke?"

Bernard plopped down on the chair next to him, and at the same time waved to the beautiful waitress to bring him a glass of the best wine in the shop.

He now desperately wants to drink some alcoholic beverages to relieve fatigue and stress.

Soon, the waitress brought a glass of high-quality wine that was as dark red as blood to this businessman, who looked dusty on the outside, but was dressed and decorated quite luxuriously.

Not only that!

She also pulled the dress's neckline low to reveal her seductive hemispheres, while giving Bernard a dreamy wink.

You don't have to ask, it's an invitation signal.

As long as the latter is willing, he can go to the guest room upstairs at any time to do some adult sports that he likes to see with this young and beautiful waitress.

After all, if you can hook up with a wealthy businessman, it means you can get rid of your current poor and embarrassing life.

It doesn't matter whether you become the other's wife or mistress.

Anyway, it's a hundred times better than being a hotel hostess who is molested and taken advantage of by rude men almost every day for a lifetime.

At worst, a one-night stand can lead to a big fat tip.

In short, rich merchants and nobles are always more favored by these waitresses than those adventurers and mercenaries who lick their blood.

But it was a pity that Bernard, who was full of worries in his heart, didn't have such thoughts at all. He directly ignored the waitress's sneaky glances, picked up the cup and took a sip by himself.

The mercenary captain on the side smiled and repeated the joke just now.

The general content is that the younger brother of a knight was killed by his enemies.

At this time, his teammates stood up and expressed their support for him to take revenge.

Warrior: I will cut off the head of your brother's murderer with my sword.

Ranger: My bow will pierce a murderer's heart.

Pastor: I will use the power God has given me to find the murderer and make him pay for his actions.

The necromancer pointed to the body that had just been awakened by magic and said, "Don't be so troublesome! Your brother will personally strangle the bastard who killed him."

After hearing this, Bernard couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot.

Apparently, this is a typical "Joke from Hell".

Because in Faerun, normally killed corpses can actually spend a lot of money to find a priest with a high enough level to help revive them.

But if it is a corpse desecrated by necromantic magic, the cost and difficulty of resurrection will be increased ten times or even dozens of times in an instant.

If he were the knight, he would have drawn his sword and hacked to death this necromancer teammate who was not helping him.

But soon, the businessman stopped laughing, and lowered his voice to ask Zuo Si who was eating: "Your Excellency South, you don't seem to be nervous at all about what happened in Mailatma?"

"Nervous? Why should I be nervous?" Zuo Si asked with a chuckle. "It's just an adult red dragon and thousands of monsters lacking organization and discipline. If it really happens, I don't mind being a dragon-slaying warrior."

"Dragon Slayer?!"

Eloline's eyes shone slightly.

You must know that killing the evil and brutal red dragon is a great challenge and supreme honor for any paladin.

Zuo Si nodded seriously: "That's right! If it's an old red dragon or an ancient dragon, it might be very troublesome to deal with. But if it's just an adult dragon or a mature dragon, as long as you are prepared, it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with." difficulty."

"So you've decided to deal with the red dragon and his evil army?"

Eroline clenched her fists excitedly.

If it wasn't for her mission and oath, she would have wanted to go to Myratma alone.

Follow the example of the pure, powerful, and fearless paladins in those stories, and kill the source of evil that provokes wars and disputes with one person, and bring peace and hope to those who are suffering.

"No, no, no.

What I mean is, if it happens to you, let's deal with it.

If you haven't encountered it, then one more thing is worse than one less thing.

Of course, I wouldn't mind earning some extra money if the lords of Myratma can put out enough bounties. "

Zuo Si clearly expressed his position.

Although he doesn't mind helping others when he can, he doesn't regard "altruism" as a responsibility and obligation like the "just people" in this world.

Just the opposite!

If possible, Zuo Si would not want to be associated with all kinds of messy organizations at all.

He just wanted to reach Askatla as soon as possible, first to help Bernard regain the Chamber of Commerce, and then bring enough money to Candlekeep, and collect all the precious books inside into the [Thinking Library].

(end of this chapter)