Warhammer Throne

Twilight Street is not a high-end business district in Marienburg. On the contrary, it is a place where many mercenaries and businessmen like to patronize. Here, three copper coins can drink the cheapest barley wine, and many workers are off duty. I also like to come here for a drink and then go home.

It was late at night, and the originally dense crowd of people seemed to be deserted. There were still many people on the street, but it was no longer crowded.

Ryan stepped through the street step by step. He could feel that many people on the street whispered because he was neat and tidy. The street was very dim, with only weak candlelights and magic lights. Many special professionals were hiding in the dark, see When Ryan appeared, many people began to act.

The first person to come up was an old man who was tremblingly close and reached out to Ryan: "Sir, please help me, I haven't eaten in three days!"

"You have nothing to do with me if you haven't eaten in a few days, get away, otherwise Hugh blames me mercilessly." Lane said with narrowed eyes.

"Please don't do this, please don't bully an old man, this gentleman ... hey, my legs and feet are not convenient ..." The old man leaned on Ryan all the time, and then looked like he was unstable because of his frailty. Pounced on Ryan.

At the corner of the street, two young and strong boys were ready.

If the old man hits Ryan and Ryan reaches for his hand, then they will pretend to be good-hearted people, and they will take the opportunity to help the old man steal things from Ryan.

If Ryan blocked or avoided, the two boys would use this as a reason to pull and stop Ryan from "bullying the old man" and then take advantage of the opportunity to pickpocket.

It would be even better if Ryan dared to do it. They would find patrol guards as soon as possible and then accuse Ryan of bullying the old man as a "witness" while negotiating privately and taking advantage of the blackmail.

However, what happened next was much bigger than the two expected. Ryan sneered and reached out to remove the wig on the old man's head, and then grabbed the old man and shook his hand. In the dark night sky, I don't know where I was thrown.

"Ahhhhh!" Only the screams in the air remained.

"Ha ha ha ha!" There are laughs of various practitioners everywhere in the middle of the street. Obviously this young man has good skills and is not an object to irritate, and he seems to be proficient in this kind of dark curve, so thieves Soon he shifted his attention away from him and began to think about his next good goal.

A pedestrian on the street was stopped by Lane: "Mr. Fack? Why are you here?"

"Ah! God, it's you!" Faker, with a large plate of toast and roast meat in his hand, was almost scared and threw things away: "What wind is blowing you to such a place?"

"What are you doing?" Ryan saw no one paying attention, so he smiled and patted Fak on the shoulder.

"The boss is drinking in the bar in front of him. He asked me to come and buy some supper." Fak quickly explained.

"Interesting ~ Lead the way, I want to go to the bar too!" Ryan thought it was right, so he signaled Fak to lead the way.

"When ... Of course!" Without saying a word, the guard immediately led Ryan to open the door of a tavern.

The name of this tavern is the slug tavern. The black decayed wooden signboard was wiped cleanly. A large slug logo and a line of small characters indicate that this is a bar.

The lights in the bar are very dim, with only simple candlelights and whispers. There are not many people in the bar. Most of the guests are talking on the bar counter with the bartenders who are sturdy. The distress of life.

Ryan, under the leadership of Fak, found Oliver alone in the corner drinking sullenly: "Mr. Oliver?"

In the corner of the bar, the Imperial Merchant is sitting alone in a small cubicle. There is a candlelight on the large table, which illuminates the fat round face of the Imperial Merchant. Two glasses of cider are placed on the solid wooden table And pear wine.

"Mr. Oliver? Let's meet again!" Ryan appeared in front of the imperial merchant, and then made a booing gesture towards the imperial merchant who was surprised: "Low-key, low-key."

"Ryan ... Mr. Ryan?" Oliver was surprised at why Ryan appeared here, but the imperial merchant soon realized that Ryan didn't want to reveal his identity, so he simply didn't want so much: "Do you want a drink? I invite."

"Okay, let's have an apple bar!" Ryan said to the waiter, and then took out a silver coin. The waiter took the silver coin away, and soon brought three glasses of cider, and then did not find money.

"Poof, is there such a thing?" Lane looked at the three glasses of cider in front of him for a while, and Oliver laughed. "Forgot to tell you, Mr. Lane, in this place, as long as you don't say it carefully, waiter You ca n’t find change, and you can buy as much money as you want. These greedy shopkeepers wo n’t spit out any coin in the bag. "

"Okay." Ryan picked up his glass. "Toast our health!"

"Cheers for our money bags!" Oliver also picked up the wooden blackjack.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, accompanied by freshly baked toast and barbecue, the two men quickly chatted.

Unlike previous smug at City Hall, Oliver now has a decadent face and a very bad mood. After talking to the genius, he learned that Oliver had just left the banquet. Before that, his family members of the guards took the opportunity to block the entrance of the City Hall. The imperial merchant asked him for a large pension. The merchants of Marienburg had the most credit. Oliver had no choice but to give it. This large pension almost emptied every gold coin on Oliver's body.

"Heavy loss, Mr. Ryan, you know, I lost a lot on this trip to Nord, and the goods were gone. This is a small matter, because I can offset some of the loss by selling the goods to Nord from Marienburg. Too many people died on the way back, and the pension alone was a big expense. Let me tell you this, Mr. Ryan, I have been in vain this year. "Oliver just found an opportunity and vomited to Ryan. Kushui: "Fortunately, a life was saved, and not all of it was lost."

"Alive is the best business. You can make money if you don't have any money. You can't save it if you lose your life." Lane said with a smile. Oliver nodded his head, and the distress in his heart was gone a lot. : "Yeah yeah! Or Mr. Ryan makes sense!"

"Recently, our emperor has defeated the barbarian army. At the beginning, he lent money to his merchants. The imperial army seized a lot of gold and silver on the barbarian. This was another opportunity to make money. , I missed it again. "Oliver said, sad again, and the imperial merchants leaned back on his chair:" This big business opportunity is right in front of me. I actually missed it, and now the shares are all snatched by those big merchants. , I do n’t have a chance, and I lost a lot of money! Oh my god! Did Ms. Fortune abandon me? "

"Hehe ~" Ryan suddenly laughed. He looked up and bored a bite of cider. The quality of cider in the slug bar was average. Compared with the mellowness of fruit wine, Ryan felt that the sour and astringent taste accounted for a larger part. Ryan thought that Oliver's failure in this business trip was also related to himself. It was also related to Oliver's bad luck. Although Ryan had no psychological burden, he suddenly felt that he could pull Oliver, so Ryan arranged his collar, Quietly said: "But Mr. Oliver, you will lose more next!"

"what?!"

"Next, the merchants who chose to support the Emperor ’s war will make a fortune. They can buy loot from His Majesty ’s hands at a suitable price. The futures market will soar because of the large capital inflows repaid by the Emperor. The price will also rise, and many businessmen get rich. ”Ryan whispered the terrible fact:“ Mr. Oliver has missed this precious opportunity to make money because of poor information, and he has lost more. ”

"Oh! No! Don't do that!" Oliver covered his eyes in pain, and the imperial merchant could feel that countless wealth was slipping through his fingers, which was the most painful thing for a businessman, because the businessman will always Only consider that what you earn is your own, and what you don't earn is all loss.

"You can't sit back and wait, friend, you should take action! Otherwise, you will only lose more." Ryan said in a small voice suddenly: "The village of Nord is full of deserted, ruined and destroyed towns that need to be rebuilt ... … "

"Yes ... yes !!!" Oliver immediately understood Ryan's meaning, which was another huge business opportunity. The imperial merchants had already smelled the taste of gold: "I'm going to prepare for action, I can't just look at what is in front of me Losses, otherwise the losses will only be greater in the long run. "

The candlelight on the wooden table was oscillating slightly with Oliver's voice.

After the short excitement passed, the imperial merchants were quickly hit again because they got in touch with reality: "But I have a fatal problem, Mr. Ryan, I don't have enough funds on hand, I still have two. Of course, undertaking the reconstruction of the land is a fat gap, but ... "

"I can borrow you." Ryan's words seemed like natural sounds to Oliver.

"This is serious ?!" Oliver felt that happiness came a little too suddenly.

"I don't like lying, and it's our partnership to do business, Mr. Oliver, not to mention anywhere else. At Nord, my name is better than many lord's warrants." Lane narrowed her eyes and raised her lips : "So this is a transaction, you need money, you need to get the trust of the lord, I need profits, you need your business methods, we need each other, don't we?"

"Your words have conquered me. Indeed, Mr. Ryan, I will let you know my talents and my business capabilities." With the right target, Oliver immediately lost the interest in drinking, and the imperial merchant immediately said that he wanted Immediately purchase a large number of goods and recruit mercenary escorts, Nord shipping will soon be closed, he must not miss this opportunity to make money.

After the discussion, the two were about to get up, and at this moment, several women suddenly broke into the tavern door.

The women's faces were smeared with powder, dressed in exposed clothes, wriggled around, and scratched their heads, especially the smell of low-grade perfume on their bodies was very disgusting.

They are street girls in this street.

These women all have a typical characteristic-they are not beautiful, they may have too small eyes, too high nose bones, and too large mouths, but they still walk in the direction of Lane and Oliver, Obviously they had premeditated.

Lane noticed that the waiters and bartenders at the bar did not respond to the arrival of the girls on the street, so a few women came to Lane and Oliver: "Gentlemen, do you need someone to accompany the drink? Or do you need someone?" Accompany the lonely night? Just drinking is not a good idea! "

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested. I have a lot of important things to do next, Fuck? Let's go ~" Oliver immediately waved his hand to show that he was not interested, and he hurried back to gather people.

"Mr. Ryan, are you with us?" Oliver also asked Ryan if he wanted to be together, obviously trying to help him get rid of these street girls.

"No, I'll solve it myself." Ryan shook his hand, indicating that Oliver didn't care about him.

"So Mr. Lane, see you later!" So Oliver hurried away with his guard.

"Hello everyone! Ladies, if you don't mind, how about I invite three lucky people to drink a barley wine?" Ryan's eyes rolled around, and then he pointed three women at the street: "You, you, and you, Just stay with the three of you! "

So the three women standing on the street sat down, and the waiter took the copper coin given by Ryan, and offered a glass of barley wine.

The girl standing on the street is named Sarah. She has a pair of big hands and very hard lines of facial features. Besides, her appearance is just so sloppy: "Is this handsome guy? He called three at a time, right Are you so confident? "

"That's of course, haha!" Ryan looks very handsome, and his clothes are neat and tidy. It's not easy to appear in this neighborhood at a glance. "Sarah picked up the barley wine and swallowed a sip,

"I'm from Braunschweig and I'm a businessman. My name is Rod ~" Ryan said casually. "Me and Mr. Oliver just now are friends!"

Ryan's appearance is not the typical appearance of the blonde Nord, his black hair and blue eyes are typical of the core of the empire-the appearance of the Aachen people, the royal family of the human empire and some large nobles. He is from Aachen. Ryan is quite standard in low Gothic, saying that he is imperial.

After a few glasses of barley wine, Ryan signaled to go to the hotel together: "I think we can continue to" talk ", I have a baby who wants you to see."

"Oh! Of course!" The women standing on the street wanted to do Ryan's business.

So the group went to the hotel.

Lane's eyes narrowed inadvertently, because in his consciousness, a divine white glow appeared.

"Ryan, my champion, what are you doing? Do you really feel that these indulgent people have something worth contacting?" The beautiful figure of the fairy in the lake descended in the sea of ​​Ryan's consciousness. A strange sense of danger: "Or do you have another purpose?"

"Of course I have another purpose, my lady, I really have no interest in what happens with these street girls, but ..." Ryan's blue eyes rolled back and forth, his mouth curled high, and he was confident.

"I just think that if I can figure out whether the fallen hunter and aestheticism will be unrelated, whether I can figure out what aestheticism is all about will fall on these street girls!" Ryan's tone was very determined: "I am interested Supervision, my lady. "

"Interesting, then I will witness all this."

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