MTL - Lord Highlander-Chapter 1448 1435. Market

   Chapter 1448 1435. Market

  Many merchants are staring at the adventure group here.

Every time I see an adventure group coming out of the mountains in the north and returning to the camp here, there will be many brokers around. They will ask what the team encountered, what they got, and whether there are any wounded in the team. What kind of supplies are needed.

  Not every broker has all the connections, but many brokers are helping each other. Some are familiar with trading houses, some can contact the garrison camp, some know where there is a blacksmith who is proficient in repairing, and so on.

When the adventure group returns from the foot of Moyunling Mountain, they will more or less gain something. Of course, no one will dislike them even if they get nothing. People who dare to come here to hunt evil spirits are not simple people. , in the future, when introducing yourself to others, you can add a 'demon hunter' before the prefix of your name.

  Most adventure groups still have some good things on them. Of course, few people will sell the hard currency 'Dark Magic Crystal' here.

  But black devil skins, devil horns, ghost heads, fist swords and war blades, and even bone armor pieces from devils, all of these can be exchanged for money.

   And you can buy everything in the camp, whether it is food, or the necessities of survival in the wild. The only thing that makes the merchants here a little regretful is the business of magic weapons and armor.

  Because the Merit Exchange List launched by the West Route Army has seriously disrupted the market here, a large number of magic weapons in the market here are slow to sell.

   It is indeed unsalable, but it is limited to high-end magic weapons of excellent quality.

  The high-quality magic weapons in the West Route Army barracks, even if the merchants here go back to Epsom City to buy them in bulk, they still can't buy such cheap and sophisticated weapons.

  Pairs of worn-out boots stepped on the soft scorched soil, leaving a row of clear footprints on the valley.

This adventure group came out of the forest at the foot of Moyunling Mountain with heavy luggage on their backs. Almost every member had some wounds on their bodies, and their armors were all tattered. In addition, everyone carries a heavy load on their backs.

  Some people carried huge packages on their backs, others carried companions on their backs, and there were some warriors with shields.

Head Hayes walked in the team. When he stepped on a grassy slope, a gray-white tent area appeared in front of his eyes. The head finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to his companions who were following him: "Everyone, work harder, we will be there soon, and then everyone can take a hot bath, then eat some delicious fried meat, have a drink at the end, and have a good night's sleep..."

   "Leader, you better stop talking, my stomach is protesting now!" the swordsman in the team protested with his companion on his back.

"Ha ha…"

   There was relaxed laughter from the team, and everyone's tense hearts finally relaxed at this moment.

  As the leader of the adventure group, Hayes found the businessman Pei De with ease this time. Although this Pei De has a bad mouth and looks a little proud, he is still trustworthy.

  Header Hayes came to him because he wanted to send the wounded in the regiment to the garrison camp for treatment.

  This time, he had already prepared the head of the evil spirit in advance, and things went smoothly. When he came out of the military camp and walked back to the tent area of ​​the adventure group and the business group, a group of brokers immediately surrounded him.

  Head Hayes is not a new head here. He knows a lot of businessmen here and doesn't need the services of brokers at all.

   After he waved his hand to reject those enthusiastic 'brokers', he saw a group of his men sitting in an open-air tavern on the edge of the free market, waving at him.

  The tavern at the forest farm camp dared to open here...

  In just three months, the tavern owner has become so courageous.

  Head Hayes was also a little speechless. The valley below the hillside was full of battlefields full of limbs and arms a month ago.

  If the West Route Army does not fight, the Evil Ghost Legion can level the tent area here with a single charge.

  The adventure group here can just pat their **** and leave. The bar in the open-air tavern is full of oak barrels, but they can't move away easily...

  Head Hayes dragged his tired steps, strode to the front of the bar, and huddled together with the members of the adventure group.

  The tavern owner pushed over a glass of ale full of foam, and Captain Hayes asked the members: "Why are you all crowded here, didn't you agree to eat first?"

   "The barbecue in the woods almost made us vomit, so we decided to eat a simple meal here!" A member of the adventure group replied.

   "Commander, what happened to Jesse and the others?" A swordsman named Kofi asked.

   "Still receiving treatment, let me pick them up tomorrow..."

  Captain Hayes took a sip of the wine, and poured the slightly sour liquor down his throat into his stomach. He felt as if his whole body had come alive.

Three big men with huge swords came over from the table. Captain Hayes knew them. The person walking in front was also the leader of an adventure group. They all came from the province of Bena. Benner Swordsman.

  Hayes and the leader of the adventure group met in the adventure union in Handanal City, and both of them were taking tasks from the union at the time.

   "Hey, Gunther, are you here too?"

  Header Hayes waved his hand, greeted the head Gunther, and asked his members to give up three vacancies.

   "Hayes, what did you bring back this time?" Commander Gunther was only wearing a linen vest with cut sleeves, and his strong muscles made him look like a barbarian.

  Header Hayes also intended to show off his spoils, lifted the hem of the placket, and took out a string of blood-stained eyeballs from his waist.

"Hiss... what are you?" The head of the strong man couldn't help taking a breath, and couldn't help complaining: "Has the evil spirit become so weak now? How can you kill so many at once? "

  He also knew not to cause trouble for Captain Hayes, so the voice of complaining was very soft, only a small group of people at the bar could hear it.

  Head Hayes and the members of the adventure group laughed. After all, they were very happy to be able to harvest so many spoils.

"This time we went inside...Actually, a large number of adventure groups are flocking here now. I'm afraid you should also know that there is nothing outside. Only by climbing over that cliff can we have such a harvest!" Hayes The captain whispered in Gunther's ear.

  Captain Gunther's eyes are wide open. Anyone who can be the leader of the adventure group is not a fool. He knows that Captain Hayes told him a great secret.

   "You guys are so brave, aren't you afraid of being left in the mountain by evil spirits?" He muttered.

  Head Hayes posted it again and whispered:

   "They occupy the Nanlu Mountain Pass, and the defense in the forest is relatively loose. As long as you are careful, you will gain something. How about it? Are you interested in doing it together?"

   Captain Gunther hesitated, but he also knew that Captain Hayes would say this to him in order to invite him to join.

  The two adventure groups have also cooperated twice before, and the two missions were successfully completed, and the two adventure groups also have some tacit understanding.

  Leader Hayes no longer concealed it, and said frankly: "This time we have suffered from too few people. If we add such good players as your regiment, I think I can bring back a squadron of evil spirits."

"Is it dangerous?"

   "Of course, don't we demon hunters just live a life of dancing on the tip of a knife?" Captain Hayes said with a smile.

Captain Gunther wiped the sweat from his forehead, poured down a whole glass of wine in front of him, and then said: "I can't be the master of all the members myself, I have to go back and ask my team members, but Next time you go, you must count me in."

  Captain Hayes bumped fists with him, hugged his shoulder and said:

   "Okay! We are going to rest here for three days and then set off. This good opportunity probably won't last long."

  …

  The hillside behind the garrison camp is very lively. In addition to the tents full of adventure groups, merchants have formed a free market here.

  Suldak admired the courage of this group of merchants. This is already the forefront of the battlefield. It can even be said that there are a large number of evil spirits in the opposite mountain forest, but these merchants are not afraid of death at all...

   The noise from the market can almost reach the camp.

When he walked out of the barracks, he was followed by a small tail. He was wearing a salamander leather armor with a broad sword hanging on his waist. He looked very much like an ordinary Bena swordsman. Suldak usually wore Yi Senhard's arsenal, the helmet with visor completely covers his face.

  So people outside the camp know him very little.

  No one would care too much if he took Signa out of the camp. There were many merchants and members of the adventure group entering and leaving the barracks every day, and no evil spirits would come in anyway.

  Of course, Signa can hang out with Suldak because she is probably the only one in the entire barracks who can be so idle...

  Signa was wearing a black Lolita with twin ponytails on her head. When she followed Suldak, it filled his heart with a kind of vanity.

Signa actually didn't understand why Suldak was in such a good mood all of a sudden. He was obviously sighing when he was lying with Selena last night. The topic they were talking about should be for the Eastern Route Army. Worry about the war situation.

  Standing on a boulder on the hillside, looking at the mountain pass in the north, Signa tiptoed and asked:

   "Is that where you fought?"

"Well, maybe I have to go a little further inside. Walk along the mountain path and you will reach a valley. On the side of the mountain pass in that valley is a cliff, where my brother is buried..." Suldak almost Say to Signa 'Little Peter's papa is buried there'.

  His voice fluctuated a bit, and Signa could still hear it.

  Knowing that those were past events that he didn’t want to bring up again, Signa shut her mouth decisively, and the two walked down the hillside to this free market full of tents.

  Suldak actually didn't have anything he wanted to buy, but this didn't prevent him from asking prices in front of these stalls.

  As the commander of the West Route Army, he needs to understand some situations outside the barracks. These adventure groups are now like his peripheral troops, and he needs them to have sufficient logistical support.

   Now it seems that the merchants have done a good job in this matter because they have just won a victory.

  In the free market, Suldak saw many infantry soldiers in the barracks queuing in front of the tents with colorful roofs, so he stopped decisively and squeezed towards the direction where the aroma of fried food was wafting.

  Signa didn't follow closely behind Suldak, and Signa didn't like the things he saw very much.

Signa was squatting in front of a small stall full of cheap goods. There were some broken dark devil skins, devil fangs, bone spurs, eyeballs, and bits and pieces of bone armor on this stall. It's not worth much, but it's not worth throwing it away.

The stall owner is a businessman who buys these cheap materials. Of course, he will sell them at a suitable price. The long horns of evil spirits like this are all bundled up in the warehouse of the West Route Army. Signa doesn't even look at them. .

  She touched a round copper mirror with a handle on the booth, and thought it would be cool to buy it and hang it on her waist.

She stretched her hand towards the bronze mirror, but on the way she saw a group of tassels woven with red thread. She had long seen such decorations on the end of the weapon handles of infantry soldiers in the camp. The tassels looked very Beautiful, her eyes fell on the tassel.

  Suldak was picking fruit in front of the fruit stall not far away.

   "Little girl, is there anything you like?" The stall owner grinned and asked Signa.

He is a shrewd businessman. Signa wore this long dress with almost no dirt on it. Her small face was white and clean. A magic dagger inlaid with red, blue and green gemstones was pinned to her waist. Definitely a rich man.

  Seeing that Signa's eyes fell on a string of tassels, the stall owner immediately smiled and said:

   "This one only costs two silver coins..."

  Signa rolled her eyes, and two silver coins can be used to buy gold thread. Although she has money in her pocket, this is not a reason for her to be taken advantage of.

  Signa clapped her hands, stood up with her mouth pouted, and wanted to leave without saying a word.

   "Wait, don't you like it very much? Everything here is negotiable, don't you even talk about the price?" The stall owner was a little anxious.

  Suddenly, two silver coins rolled onto the tarpaulin of the booth.

   "As she chooses, I'll treat you." Kofi stood aside and said to the stall owner.

  Signa turned her head and glanced at Kofi speechlessly. There was no expression in her dark eyes, and she turned and left without paying attention.

  The crowd here is still very crowded, and the stall owner shouted from behind: "There is a treat...you have to choose at least one!"

  Signa waved her hand and walked into the crowd.

  Suldak over there was still asking about the price of the scones. When he saw Signa coming up, he led her forward.

  The smell of fried fish was blown by a gust of wind. The two discussed that they could buy one first, and if they were delicious, they would buy a few more and take them back to the camp...

  (end of this chapter)