The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

The guard standing guard at night yawned, and then watched the carriages from the north slowly approaching the checkpoint where they were stationed.

Said to be a checkpoint, in fact, a log is placed on a shelf by the road. One long end blocks the road, and the other end is tied with a stone, making the log blocking the road into an unbalanced balance. Next to the barricade, there is a thatched house that will rain lightly when it rains heavily outside.

"What are you doing?!" The guards stopped this small convoy of four carriages, and the convoys walking at night were rare.

The leader of the convoy ran over, and he kept nodding and bowing to the guards stationed here, "Master, we are pulling dye for the boss in the south."

The guards carefully checked whether there were any contraband in the car, and personally inspected whether there were any problems with the bottles of ale in the last car. Then let the team leave.

With the rise of blue crystals in the city, there are also more merchants pulling paint outside the city to sell elsewhere. The guards have seen such a convoy several times.

At this time, Charles had returned to the house from the auction. He was leaning on the bed, playing with one of the spoils of the night: a second-generation resident ID card.

On the bedside table beside him, there was the cloth bag that could not be opened.

It can be seen from the awkward smile on his face that he is very satisfied with the spoils this time.

There was a businessman who accidentally dug some things from the ground when he was in the east a few years ago. After many rounds, two of them appeared in today's auction, and finally fell into the hands of Charles.

At this moment, the bedroom door rang, and someone pushed open the door and walked in.

Charles, who was studying someone's East-West face, put his ID card on the bedside table, and then saw Mordred trot all the way and get into his bed.

"What's wrong?" Charles patted Mordred on the back.

Mordred didn't speak, just buried his face in Charles' chest.

Charles sighed and continued to stroke Mordred's back.

A while ago, Reimu had stuffed Charles with a gift package of soul magic before going away. He didn't want to come back and find that his most promising partner's grave tree was already bearing fruit.

Charles found a peaceful magic trick and took the opportunity to quietly hit Mordred on Mordred's body. Soon after, Mordred's hands that held Charles's hands loosened, and then she snored.

At the end of tonight's auction, two young slaves who were under ten years old were sold temporarily. Before Charles could react, the two slaves were bought by the local nobles at extremely high prices. On the way back, Aunt Aalto in the carriage said a few things about these girls who were kept as pets. As a result, this incident depressed Mordred, who was a slave worth eighteen dinars not long ago.

Charles understands what she is worried about. She is afraid that she is just like the two girls who were educated and released tonight. They are just some people's pets. Cleaned up.

Some problems cannot be solved in a few words, and Charles decided to let Artorias unravel Mordred's heart.

Mordred is lucky. People like her who can get rid of slave status are only a negligible part of the huge slave group on the mainland.

In the second half of the night, Mordred's body trembled and he woke up from a nightmare. She dreamed that she had become a bad seller, and then returned to the stench of the barn, where she could only warm herself in the dung heap in winter.

Mordred, who opened his eyes, found himself sleeping on the big soft bed, and it was not horse dung that brought him warmth, but someone. At this time, she felt that Ji-Sou was much warmer than horse dung, and after giving him a hard hug, she continued to fall asleep.

When he woke up and pretended to be asleep, he continued to return to the dream after seeing Mordred falling asleep.

Now he is experiencing a dream called "The Prince and the Beggar" woven by others. This dream is about the prince and the beggar who were transferred by traitorous officials when they were young, and then the player can play the role of the prince and the beggar, or a wise scholar, a knight loyal to the royal family, and a wealthy businessman. In the end, it is up to the player whether the prince regains the throne or the beggar keeps the throne. Anyway, someone in this dream had a lot of fun selling arms with the forces on both sides, and now even the Queen Mother Wang was packaged and mortgaged to his boss just after her 40th birthday.

They can sleep, but there are still many people working under the night.

There is a charcoal-burning workshop in the mountains south of Mason City. The late autumn season is the busiest time of the year for them. The sky here is full of fireworks from morning to night.

It's just that recently, the owner of the workshop has received a strange business. The person who came to contract the workshop asks his slaves to only provide wood, and don't interfere with other things.

The workshop owner looked at the purse in his hand, and at the person holding the weapon who surrounded the work area, and finally decided that he didn't see anything.

In the work area, the carbon kiln has been transformed into a giant stove. There was a huge clay pot in the middle of the stove. Some kind of dark green liquid was poured into the clay pot, and then a large number of blue crystal fragments were poured into it.

After ignition, as the temperature of the liquid in the pot rises, the crystals in the pot are dissolved little by little. When the solution in the boiling pottery pot is saturated~www.wuxiaspot.com~ someone came to remove the fire, and after placing the crystals suspended in the solution, they controlled the liquid in the pottery pot to cool down at a certain rate. As the temperature dropped, blue crystals began to crystallize out of the solution in the pot.

Looking at the watermelon-sized crystal in his hand that was just out of the pot, Tonio, who had just pulled a few carts and returned only as the crystal fragments of the paint, felt a little fantastic at this time.

At first he thought that Elizabeth had given them the task of secretly acquiring a large number of crystals, and then running away with a profit before the dealer sold it. It's just that Elizabeth's task is to let them acquire fine crystals while establishing a smooth sales channel.

Looking at the crystal stocks in the warehouse in front of him, which are full of small houses, and thinking about the purchase price of those crystal fragments and the price of super-quality crystals that have risen every day in Mason City, Tonio feels that this time he really made a profit. Big hair.

Elizabeth was also checking the inventory in the warehouse. After finishing the warehouse inventory tonight, she asked Tony who had just returned: "How is Charles doing in the city now?"

Tonio answered truthfully: "It's good, I have food and drink, and I play myself with Mordred every day. I see Mordred gaining weight."

Elizabeth couldn't be relieved by such news, she said worriedly: "I'm afraid those people will be silenced by then."

"We are ready to respond to their retreat." Tonio said seriously, "We have reconnaissance of the surrounding terrain and the retreat route."

"Well..." Elizabeth nodded, "Tell the people in the city that we may have reinforcements at that time, and don't have any misunderstandings with the reinforcements."

Tonio nodded to show his understanding, and then he added: "By the way, Charles bought a very beautiful dress tonight, and the size is not his own."