312 Losing business

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"Lati, hey, Lati..."

In a certain alley of Yare Street in the civilian area of ​​Tania, next to a figure hiding in a corner, another dark figure suddenly flashed out: "Wake up, something big has happened..."

"..."

"Wake up... Hey! If you don't get up, we will be in trouble!"

"What are you doing, let me sleep more..."

"The weather is going to get cold soon, but you still want to sleep. Aren't you afraid of winter?" The man patted Lati on the back: "Get up, we have to leave quickly..."

"It's not like you don't know the gathering places outside the city. There are still extra seats there." The man lying on the ground turned over impatiently: "Rather than being cold and hungry there, it's better to be happy and free in the city.

You can also go to the Weir Tavern to ask for a drink every day..."

"That's not the case!" the man shouted and shook his shoulders: "The guards are about to search! We have to find a place to hide..."

"What? Guard?" Lati's eyes opened, and then he got up: "Didn't we give Spicer fifty gold coins? Why did he..."

"So that's not the problem!" The man interrupted Lati impatiently: "Can you please listen to me and stop talking nonsense? Big news broke in the city today. The speaker was attacked outside the city! Now

He is seriously injured and is arresting the refugees who ran in from outside the city!"

"Catch us?" Lati, who was sitting on the ground, shouted, "What does this have to do with us? It's not us who got him injured..."

"Can you speak up!" The man hurriedly covered Lati's mouth: "Refugees should not stay in the city in the first place. This is a rule that has been set long ago. They don't know what is going on with us. Of course they have to

Treat us people as suspects...and even if they know it was not us, why should the officials listen to us? They just want an explanation!"

"...What should Wumenyong do?"

"Calm down first, and then listen to me carefully..."

"Hey, you two!"

As a loud shout suddenly sounded, a dazzling light came from the end of the alley, clearly illuminating the two figures pressed together: "Aha! You are indeed here..."

"Oops, oops..."

"Although it has disturbed your close communication, don't think about escaping, guys... there are our people on the other end." The light swayed and gradually penetrated into the darkness of the alley: "Come on, come on,

Come back with us, we have something to ask you..."

"I, we don't know anything!" Lati, who was sitting against the wall, struggled to shout: "You can't just arrest us!"

"Catch you? No, no, no, you must have made a mistake." The guard holding a lantern laughed and approached: "We just want to take you to ask a few questions, as long as we can make it clear..."

"Not only are you fine, but you may also get some credit." Another person hiding behind the dazzling light suddenly spoke up and added to this sentence.

"Really, really?" Lati scratched her head, and then asked hesitantly: "Are you willing to let us go? We haven't done anything..."

"Don't listen to him!" his companion standing beside him suddenly shouted: "He is just delaying time, there is still time to leave now..."

"Martin! You bastard, I will skin you!"

"Stop scaring people Spicer! We gave you fifty gold coins, and you actually treat us like this!"

"You...what are you talking about? I tell you, Mr. Boris of the City Guard is standing next to me! You can't just talk...Huh? Where is the person?"

"Run away? Guard! Chase me!"

The brief chase broke out at the edge of the alley in an instant, and then ended abruptly in the surging crowd - a few cursing guards just ran out of the other end of the alley, and lost their target in the busy street like a night market: "

Where are his people?"

"They escaped so quickly... They are very suspicious."

"My lord...did you hear everything? Search for me! Catch them!"

"yes!"

The cheers of a group of guards gradually ran towards the surroundings along with the sound of scattered footsteps, and then slowly dispersed with the crowds of people, and finally disappeared into the streets in all directions. The two captains standing there

The man of that appearance checked back and forth a few more times, and then discussed in a low voice for a few words. Then the guard captain holding the lantern bowed somewhat humbly, and led another person out towards the next destination. After a while,

After that, two dirty heads slowly emerged from the stall near the alley. They patted their chests with some fear, but their fearful eyes fell on each other's figures.

"You..." Lati touched her head, and then spoke loudly: "Isn't it good for us to do this..."

"Poor coward, what are you afraid of? We are not criminals!" The companion replied scornfully: "They have no reason to arrest us in the first place!"

"But, but..."

"Don't worry, let's think about what to do next." The man named Martin spat at the base of the wall next to him, and then looked at the endless crowd: "It's a good time in the city.

We can’t go down anymore, we should change places..."

"My poor cocktail." Letty said with some disappointment: "And Sister Isa, we just met not long ago..."

"Come on, do you really think you have hope?" Martin said disdainfully: "Is there any hope that you can stay here for a long time?"

"Don't forget our identities." He touched his companion's chest and said bitterly.

"...I just don't want to leave the city." Lati shrank her head, and then said in frustration: "No matter how bad it is here, it is still much better than other places in the principality."

"When the empire comes, everything here will be finished!" Martin shouted: "How did our hometown get burned down? Are you already... right!"

"I heard there is a place where we can hide!" As if remembering something, he suddenly lowered his voice: "As long as we can establish some relationship with the owner of the tavern..."

"What?" Lati asked strangely: "Does anyone dare to take in refugees? Not long after John's incident passed..."

"No, it's not shelter, it's avoidance!" Martin shouted excitedly: "If we're lucky, maybe we can break out! We might be able to carve out our own world in that place!"

"...Where is it?" Seeing the light in her companion's eyes, Lati's heart became inexplicably hot: "Is it the City of Freedom? But it's too far there..."

"It's the black market!"

The lights at night were still shining, not only casting a dark shadow behind the two of them, but also making the starry sky in the sky darker: "Tanya's underground! Have you heard of it?"

Lati shook her head blankly, and then in this atmosphere, she completed the simplest unity.

"How about we just go explore the black market?"

"……All right."

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At the same time, deep in the black market, several people who looked like gamers were gathering together in a room with different styles, discussing seriously like a war meeting. The clothes of the people attending the meeting were different from those deep in the passage outside.

The robber in the cloak seems to be the same, but the content of the discussion can surprise everyone who hears it: "What number should I choose?"

"Number eight."

"What's the reason? Is it because the numbers are auspicious?"

"...This is intuition. Does intuition know?"

"I don't trust my intuition...Sister Ninglan, you choose."

"Everything depends on the leader, your decision is Ninglan's..."

"Oh, it's already this time. We don't need these anymore. What we need now is suggestions. Do you know any suggestions?"

"If you want any advice, you haven't listened to my advice..."

"you shut up!"

Looking at Duan Qing who fell silent, the maid covered her mouth and snickered for a while, then put down her hand gracefully: "Well, then Ninglan will choose No. 27."

"Twenty-seven? Why twenty-seven?"

"Well..." Looking at the man opposite him intentionally, Ninglan said with a smile: "Maybe... it's Ninglan's lucky number."

"Uh... okay." Mengzhu nodded, then looked back at the counter behind her: "But... they may not have such a big number."

Behind a few people, on the ground behind the counter, boxes of various sizes were piled up in rows behind the hunchbacked old man, as if they were laughing at everyone with the old man, showing a strange smile——

Just before that, the old man quickly placed these "prizes" with deft hands and feet that were completely inconsistent with his age, and then told them in an extremely kind tone that they could make their own decisions and choose what they wanted.

's number.

That's right, this time there was no drawing of lots at all, but they were allowed to pick a choice themselves.

"Then, can we take a look at those boxes in advance?" Mengzhu had an idea at that time and asked hurriedly.

"Look at it as you like, but..." the old man smiled slightly: "I haven't posted my number yet."

"..."

After understanding what the cunning old man meant, a few people had no choice but to get together and begin to take seriously this opportunity to make their family rich again. Even Qian Zhihe, who was not yet a member of the adventure group, and Xiao Hongchen, who still didn't know why.

, also joined the discussion at the meeting. The shirtless guy who was shaking his head didn't have much interest in such things at first. However, the high-quality ax he was originally interested in had been sold to the shop by the girl, so now he also

I have to be concerned - according to his law, this gambling opportunity also includes his original share, so he has to bet all his strength to make this transaction less loss-making. But...

As soon as his opinion was raised, the girl rejected it.

"Number one?"

"Of course! Why should people in the world not be number one? The ancients called it "no first" and "no second", which means..."

"Stop, stop, stop, take a rest." Mengzhu pushed the man aside expressionlessly, and then took the hand of the red girl who had been silent: "Qian, you pick one."

"Ah? I, I..." Qian Zhihe waved his hand hurriedly: "My luck has always been bad. I didn't find anything good when I was in the fortress..."

"Don't say that, it's just about picking a number." Duan Qing explained: "I'm not asking you to make a decision. What are you afraid of? Just choose one with your eyes closed..."

"Oh, oh..." The red girl agreed hesitantly, then blushed and held it in for a long time: "Then, then I will choose... choose..."

"Let's choose number seven."

"No. 7? Why?"

"Probably..." The girl glanced at Duan Qing's face, and then whispered: "Probably because of intuition."

"Oh——?" Mengzhu looked at the other party for a long time with a long voice, and finally nodded: "Okay, let's choose No. 7."

"Hey, hey, I want to protest." Duan Qing next to him immediately said: "It's also intuition, why did you choose hers and not mine..."

"What's wrong? There's still a number between you two." The girl wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction: "If you choose well, doesn't it also prove that your choice...is about the same?"

"How the hell can this be proven?"

"What, do you have any opinions?"

"No, no, no, it's up to the leader."

"That's good." Withdrawing his threatening fist, Mengzhu shook his braid proudly: "And..."

"No. 7 is also the number I want to choose."

It would have been over if you hadn't already... Duan Qing shouted in his heart.

"Boss... oh no, Mr. Black Camel." Running to the front of the counter, Mengzhu put on a smile again: "We choose No. 7."

"No. 7?" The old man known as the Black Camel raised his dull eyelids: "You won't change?"

"Well..." Seeing the other party's reaction, the girl suddenly became nervous: "No, I won't change it."

"Okay - okay!" Without giving the other party a chance to respond, the old man with a loud voice shouted immediately, then turned around and lifted a long box located at the bottom to the counter: "No. 7

...This is it.”

He pushed forward and pushed the big box in front of the girl's eyes: "Take it away."

"So I always felt that this old guy was cheating. At least he knew what was in those boxes..."

"That expression... seems to indicate something bad about the future."

"Whatever, as long as it can be used! Of course, it's best if I can use it..."

"It's different from the fortress's arsenal...it still has a bit of a box-opening feel here."

Amidst the mutterings of several people behind, Mengzhu stretched out his hand tremblingly, slowly pushed open the lid of the box, and then froze on the spot.

[Galia Long Sword (Excellent)]

[Weapon power: strong]

[Equipment requirements: Strength o, Agility 1o]

【Power+】

[Equipment special effect: Increases your damage to beasts by o%.]

[Equipment special effects: heavy blow, the heavy blade makes every slash of the holder more powerful, increasing the effect of your heavy slash by 4o%.]

[The standard weapon once used by the Gallia clan. Although its heavy overall shape makes it difficult for everyone who uses it to grasp its balance, it also brings with it a solid and sharp blade and unparalleled cutting power.



[The vanished Garia clan was once the king of hunting in the mighty grassland, and the relics passed down by them still seem to contain some kind of power to deter wild beasts. 】

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that the other party did not respond for a long time, Duan Qing took a few steps forward, patted Mengzhu on the shoulder, and at the same time, he saw the sword-like weapon in the box: "This is

…”

"I'll pay you back." The girl looked at the other person with dull eyes and murmured: "Now..."

"We really lost it."


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