() The tough bandits active on the border usually rob passing business groups and travelers, and rarely have the courage to attack towns. After all, no matter how bad the border guards are, they are still the regular army of the empire, equipped with priests and knights. Kill some.
Robbers who don't have all the equipment are really not stressed.
Most of the robbers kept a low profile to avoid being targeted and becoming the target of extermination, but there were always some guys who were not afraid of death and burned, killed and looted unscrupulously, repeatedly challenging the majesty of the Duke of the West.
Without exception, these gangsters were on the most wanted list in the Western Region, and their faces were printed as reward orders and plastered all over the border towns.
In this world, there is never a shortage of adventurers who want to get rich and famous overnight. The heads of those gangsters are their shortcut to fame.
Even a five-year-old child knows that every bounty contains the smell of blood that is so strong that it cannot be washed away. Some come from adventurers and some come from ruthless bandits.
In this cruel fighting, every bandit who survives has a notorious reputation and a high reward.
The ogre Tyson, nicknamed "Iron Man", is a newly rising thief who likes to kill his enemies and then eat their ears alive for a bounty of 10,000 gold drams.
Rooney the Bear, nicknamed "Balloon", killed the spearhead captain of the Arsenal Knights with one shot when he debuted. He was completely famous in the West. The captain was so angry that he offered a high price of 50,000 gold drams and put a bounty on his head, just because he coveted the bounty.
The mercenaries all turned into the dead souls of Violent Bear.
"Tsk tsk, it's already risen to 150,000 Jindlan!"
Downton saw Rooney's bounty bill posted on the upper right corner of the notice board. It had turned yellow due to the weather, but the amount of gold coins marked was still clear and had not been torn off. This showed that the reward was effective and the violent bear was still at large.
A gangster worth over 10,000 yuan, no matter how weak his strength is, is still at the war level, and there is no suspense in killing Downton instantly, so he continued to scroll down.
The tauren Kita Village, the orc female shaman, has a bounty of 5,000 golden drans!
Downton sighed and gave up. Those who could get on the bounty list would start at at least three hundred gold coins. With his strength, he couldn't even get rid of trash fish worth ten gold coins. If he wanted to live on the bounty, he would have to starve to death.
No.
Returning to the simple hut, Downton stopped cooking in order to save money. He gnawed on a piece of black bread and thought about his plan to make money.
As a native of Delankfurt, it is natural to use currency with the suffix deland. A family of three has a monthly living expenses of about fifteen gold delans. However, ordinary civilians have probably never seen gold coins a few times in their lives. Commonly used gold coins are
On the contrary, it is Yin Delan.
"I heard that the postman in Di Du can receive more than a dozen silver coins every day in tips alone. I don't know if it's true or not!" Downton shook his head, threw away his unrealistic fantasy, and prepared to go out to find a part-time job.
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At this time in the past, Downton had already packed up the mail package and embarked on the journey to deliver letters, but he would never have to do it again.
"Three full years of being a postman!"
Downton, who was walking on the street, suddenly felt at ease. He was not used to it, but he was more sighing. He relied on these legs to deliver messages. He supported his sister Elaine and supported her to enter the most famous St. Petersburg University in Frankfurt.
George School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he is passionate about this job.
If Ballmer hadn't frequently made trouble, causing the situation to get out of hand, Downton felt that he might have been a postman for the rest of his life.
"Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time!" Justin shouted immediately when he saw Downton. Behind him, there were six postmen, all of whom he had a good relationship with.
"What's the matter?" Downton looked at Will's bruised mouth and frowned: "Why don't you go home and rest?"
"It's all me who hurt you!" Will felt very guilty.
"Don't blame yourself. Without you, Ballmer wouldn't let me go." Downton smiled openly and patted his shoulder, "Do you think I will starve to death if I don't become a postman?"
"How is that possible? You are the Fox of the West!"
"It's just that your title of first postman is about to be taken away!"
The teenagers chatted all over the place, shouting nicknames for Downton, and their hearty laughter spread far away in the drizzle. Although the way of comforting their friends was clumsy, it undoubtedly represented a sincere friendship.
"Let's go, I'll treat you to a feast at the Golden Ivory Tavern!" The tall Duren punched Downton in the chest and put his arm around his shoulders.
"Forget it!" Downton refused. We are all children from ordinary families. They are not rich at all and can afford a tavern there.
"You look down on us!" Du Lun hugged Downton tightly to prevent him from breaking away. The other teenagers also pushed him from behind.
"Just the technique you taught us to select mail that is close to each other is worth a hundred meals!"
These teenagers are truly grateful to Downton. Each of them has received his favor, and they are all postmen brought out by him personally.
Frankfurt is located in the northern part of the Western Continent. It is a country ranked third in overall national strength and is often labeled as poor and backward.
Excluding the royal capital circle, the remaining territory is divided into four territories: east, west, south and north, which are the hereditary territories of the four great dukes.
Morning Mist Town is located in Redwood County and belongs to Duke Placido of the West. All the taxes Downton pays every year go into the family's pocket.
During the Fifth Continental Holy War 10,000 years ago, the Dragon Hills was one of the main battlefields. It was riddled with holes by the Dragon Legion commanded by the Red Dragon King, and the adjacent Sequoia County was also affected.
It is said that the entire county was razed to the ground by tens of thousands of fire magics. It was not until the founding of Frankfort and the migration of refugees that it regained its vitality.
In the land boiled by the scorching dragon's breath, even today, thousands of years later, many crops cannot be grown. Even the most adaptable oats can only be harvested once a year, and most of the grains are shriveled, as if they were malnourished.
The skinny beggar.
Fortunately, border residents do not rely on farming to make a living. The underground of Chenwu Town contains rich veins of mana energy. Otherwise, the king would not have relocated the refugees. However, with nearly a thousand years of mining, the veins have gradually dried up, and the border economy has
It is also becoming more and more depressed, causing more young people to choose to leave home and go to big cities to make a living.
Too many abandoned mining towns, like lonely ghosts, stand on the border land and have become the nests of monsters, bandits, and refugees, making Sequoia County look even more dilapidated and chaotic.
Passing through the vast Luo Ri Wasteland is the Orc Empire. Ivory, animal skins, the blood of Warcraft containing surging magic power, and other specialties can make merchants make a lot of money after being sold to the Human Empire. So this
Trade lines arise.
Morning Mist Town is the last large-scale supply point to enter the Sunset Wilderness. Every year during the peak season, merchants, mercenaries, and adventurers will flock in, filling every corner of the town, and several taverns are even more overcrowded.
As soon as Downton stepped into the Golden Ivory Tavern, a wave of noise mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat hit him, making him frown slightly. He really didn't like this kind of noise.
A dwarf covered in mineral powder drank too much, passed out drunkenly at the table, and fell asleep, completely unaware that a thief had just stolen his money bag.
The dancers stood on the high platform in the hall, tap dancing vigorously to the brisk music, and every time their snow-white thighs were raised high, a series of whistles were heard.
A few worthless mercenaries squatted under the stage, raising their heads, trying to peek under the dancers' skirts.
"Eight glasses of tequila!" Justin shouted to the waiter. He was familiar with the ordering, and he obviously came frequently.
Among a group of teenagers, he is considered to be one who is very playful and not very frugal, so at the end of every month he has to find someone to borrow money to spend his time.
"Go and sit!" Du Lun found a few empty seats and pulled Downton, but after walking a few steps, he found that he had not followed.
"What's wrong?" Justin followed Downton's gaze and said, "Hey, a down-and-out traveling businessman, what's so interesting about him? Let's go and have a drink!"
"You go first, let me see what goods are on sale!" Downton dodged a few drunken customers and walked to the corner where the merchants set up stalls.
This is a guy who is pretending to be mysterious. He is wearing a black robe and a cloak. His entire face is hidden under the hood. His lungs must have been injured. Every time he breathes, he makes a wheezing sound like a broken bellows.
Voice.
A stained Bohemian blanket was spread on the ground, with mechanical pocket watches, huge colorful feathers, and striped stones placed on it...
Without exception, they are all goods that look slightly mysterious.
"A piece of broken wood actually costs a hundred gold delan, are you crazy because of your poverty?" A fat businessman spat on his mouth and belittled it, but he did not put down the totem-shaped wood in his hand and groped carefully.
The businessman didn't speak or even raise his head.
"Hey, stop pretending to be mysterious. You can't deceive me with this method. I want it at a fixed price, ten silver delans." The businessman rolled his glass-ball eyes and lowered the price hard.
There are about a dozen customers looking at the goods casually, but they are not very interested in shopping. They have traveled all over the world and have seen a lot of the world. The merchants in front of them pretend to be mysterious and dress up, so they can deceive those who have never been out.
A country bumpkin who has traveled far away.
"Thirteen silver delans, no more." The fat businessman raised the price.
"Grandet, after all, you are also the number one businessman in our Chenwu Town, with a net worth of millions. As for arguing with a down-and-out businessman?" Someone teased Grandet.
"You know what? Every copper should be spent wisely. If the value generated does not double, then it is a loss!" Grandet stretched out his thumb and scratched the two neatly trimmed lips under his nose.
Beard, once again made an offer, "Okay, I lose, twenty silver Drans, no more."
The traveling businessman said nothing and shook his head.
Downton's eyes fell on a book placed in the upper left corner of the blanket. It was about six centimeters thick and the size of an A3 paper. The cover was wrapped in leather and was very old. It was full of oil stains, black dirt, and even dark red.
of blood spots.
Unlike his peers who like to play, Downton, in addition to working to make money, exercising and absorbing magic energy, spends the rest of his time reading. He likes to collect books, thinking that it can make people smarter and more knowledgeable!
"Do you really think that you are a traveling merchant who is one of the five most mysterious legends in the mainland, and the goods you sell are all rare legends? Thirty silver delans, if you don't let go, I won't take them!" Grandet issued an ultimatum.
A pair of small eyes stared at each other, trying to find the bottom line of the price.
"It seems interesting!" Downton bent down to pick up the book, but there was a faster hand that got there first!