System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 725 - 247: This Is Robbery (10,000 Words)

The people began to busy themselves.

Checking the carriage body for cracks or deformations, the wheels for breakage or looseness, the suspension and towing apparatus for wear and tear. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Cleaning the grime and dust off the horses, inspecting their bodies and hooves, and feeding and watering them.

Until all tasks were completed, Boer settled their wages.

The Merchant Guild finally quieted down.

Lying on the large bed upstairs, Boer stared at the dim ceiling, still feeling worried.

But eventually, he couldn’t resist the fatigue and sleepiness.

Gradually, he drifted off to sleep.

The next morning.

Boer and the group of guards got up early.

After casually eating breakfast, they began preparing for the departure in the warehouse courtyard.

Upon seeing Boer step into the courtyard, those who received their pay last night looked at him with admiration.

One shout after another erupted from their mouths.

"Good morning, Master."

"Master Boer."

"Master..."

Boer nodded one by one in response.

Approaching Guard Captain Yale Vasquez, he inquired, "Are you ready?"

Yale hurriedly nodded in response, "Ready, Master Boer."

"Ten carriages, each fully loaded with five thousand pounds of barley."

"And during transportation, our daily necessities of food, water, and horse feed."

Boer walked towards the horse he rode.

Mounting it, he looked back.

The guards and drivers knowingly mounted their respective horses and carriages.

After two warehouse staff opened the warehouse doors, Boer shouted to everyone, "Departure!"

Boer spurred his horse, which neighed loudly, and stepped towards the warehouse exit.

The others quickly urged their horses and carriages to follow.

Perhaps because it was still early.

At six or seven in Morgan Town, there were not many people around.

Only scattered townsmen hurried by.

Or town residents opening wooden doors and dumping overnight waste onto the streets...

Each time he saw such a sight, Boer couldn’t help but frown.

Compared to Master Lynn’s town, Morgan Town’s living conditions were truly poor.

Sewage flowed everywhere, and stench filled the air.

Having visited Master Lynn’s territory so many times.

Apart from the fertilizer in the fields, he never smelled the stench of excrement!

The town’s streets were well-organized, and each building was neatly arranged.

If one day.

One could live in Master Lynn’s territory and own a red brick house for their own family, that would be wonderful.

While Boer was lost in thought.

The voice of Guard Captain Yale rang beside him.

"Master Boer."

Boer snapped back to reality and glanced at Yale.

He found Yale staring solemnly ahead.

Boer looked over in confusion.

At the exit leading out of town towards Master Lynn’s territory, a group of chain armor soldiers was guarding.

At the exit.

In front of them, dozens of townsmen trying to leave were blocked by the soldiers.

Boer frowned.

Just as he had suspected.

As long as Frank Manor wanted, they could tightly control the entire Morgan Town.

Voices of dissatisfaction erupted ahead.

"What are you doing? I’m a Free Person employed by Frank Manor, let me out, I need to work in the fields."

"Me too..."

"..."

Boer said nothing, quietly observing.

He noticed that only the Free People employed by Frank Manor were allowed out by the soldiers.

The rest were blocked from going out!

It’s evident.

Frank Manor treats the entire town as their cage to confine Free People!

Yale beside Boer asked, "Master Boer, what should we do?"

Boer leapt off his horse and walked towards the dozen soldiers of Frank Manor.

His previously stern face quickly shifted into a sincere smile.

"Gentlemen, what’s the situation here? Has another Bandit Corps appeared outside Morgan Town?"

"Let me introduce myself, I’m Boer Hansen, the head of the town’s Merchant Guild."

Upon hearing Boer’s words, a short-haired man in chain armor slowly turned around.

He eyed Boer up and down, speaking in a deep voice.

"Boer Hansen... I’ve heard of your name."

"Previously, you traded with Lady Janet and purchased a significant amount of barley!"

The smile on Boer’s face grew more pronounced, "That’s great."

"Sir, I’ve always been a local traveling merchant in Morgan Town, and now I’m preparing to go out for trade."

"Could you and the gentlemen let us through?"

While speaking.

Boer stepped forward, coming alongside the short-haired man.

In one swift motion, he discreetly slipped a touch of gold into the man’s hand.

Feeling the smoothness and the pattern outline in his hand, the short-haired man showed a surprised expression.

He raised his arm, displaying the Gold Pounds Boer had just placed in his hand to everyone around.

"Merchants are so generous! Just one Gold Pound at a time!"

"Gentlemen, how long must we work to earn one Gold Pound of wages?"

With those words.

The soldiers who originally showed indifference towards Boer.

Now looked envious, turning to resentment.

Sensing the atmosphere, rapidly turning chilly.