"Someone has accused you of trading with residents in our territory. I suspect that there are gold smuggled goods prohibited by the laws of the River Valley. Now, as the law enforcement officer of the city guard under Viscount Cohen of River Valley City, we reasonably request that you take out the traded items and give them to them.
Let’s check!”
The voice of the guard leader was clearly audible in the temporary camp, and it was loud and clear.
At the same time, a group of people gathered to watch.
"Sir, this must be a misunderstanding."
Before Woody could speak, someone from the crowd who had just been surrounding him separated from him and stopped in front of him.
It is the Nudong Merchant Group who is currently responsible for route planning, planning, and the leader of the business meeting. Woody remembers that his name seems to be Moente.
"Get out of the way, stranger, I am now legally exercising the rights granted to me by the lord. Do you want to disobey the laws of the Golden Valley?"
The guard leader's jawline, which was half covered by his helmet, was cold and hard, and the words he spoke were also like the cold wind blowing through Maple Leaf Bay at this time, cold and deadly. His eyes were fixed on Woody in the crowd,
He received the news that he made the deal with that damn criminal.
At the same time, as he finished speaking, the sound of weapons being unsheathed was heard. Dozens of guards behind him simultaneously pulled out the steel knight swords at their waists. The light reflected off the bonfire was sharp and powerful.
Fortitude.
As a pack of wolves appointed by the lion, they are never afraid of sheep, no matter how many there are, they have no fear.
The onlookers from the Nudong Merchant Group were naturally not soft persimmons. When they saw the guards drawing their weapons, these onlookers from the North also clamored to show these cowards from the Golden Valley what it means to have the heart of a warrior.
A flurry of Northland slang was accompanied by the sound of weapons being unsheathed, scimitars, long swords, and even the sound of bows and crossbows being cocked.
The crowds outside are also gathering more and more, and there are many unfamiliar faces among them. Apparently, the busybodies around this temporary camp have come to join in the fun.
The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and Moente also showed a hesitant look. As a businessman, he naturally wanted to make peace and make money, not to mention that there were countless teams from the Nudong Merchant Group passing through this trade road.
If he offends the local forces here, it will not be good for the future business environment of the business group, but if he shows weakness now, he, who has just vaguely become the leader of the merchants...
Alas, it would be great if His Highness Cecil was here.
Moente was in a dilemma for a while. On the one hand, he wanted to take the overall situation into consideration, and on the other hand, he wanted to defend his principles.
Obviously, he doesn't want to give up either. The former is afraid of taking the blame, while the latter is more coerced by the general trend. If he bows his head at this moment, he will definitely be despised by many members of the business group, not to mention that the person who caused the trouble is the one assigned by His Highness Cecil.
They almost took over the chair and became the leader of the business group, this crucial young man.
The guard leader of River Valley City was silent for a while. He did not expect that most of the people watching were from this business group, and it seemed that they were not afraid of trouble. Unlike the residents of River Valley City, they had lost trade with outsiders all year round.
I don't know much about the Nudong Merchant Group, so I came here mainly to collect the things left by that damn criminal.
Their lord, Viscount Cohen, had long promised that nothing within the territory of River Valley City would be allowed to flow out. Although he knew that this time it was just simple medicinal materials for sale, for the guard leader, these materials also became a responsibility that must be recovered.
and obligations.
Moente wanted to say something else, but he found a hand patting his shoulder. He subconsciously turned around and saw that it was Woody who was protected in the crowd at the beginning.
His face was plain, and there was no wave in his eyes, but his pace of progress was so indomitable.
He didn't say much, he just patted Moente on the shoulder, and in the end there was only a slight sigh from him in the air.
"Let me do it."
The next moment, the tense situation between the two sides was broken by a voice.
"Put your sword away first."
The sound was not loud, but it was clearly audible in this deadlock.
The guard leader's face lit up after hearing this.
It seemed that they couldn't hold on anymore. Originally, he was thinking about how he could escape, but it seemed that these outsiders were finally afraid. The Northlanders... hum, that's all...
The deadlock that divergent thinking breaks is like water overflowing from a broken tea cup, flowing all over the floor.
And the other side.
Everyone subconsciously looked for the reputation, and saw that it was a young man with black hair. Although his face was immature, the vicissitudes revealed in his golden eyes made people silence themselves and subconsciously obey his orders.
Almost everyone in the Nudong Merchant Group put away their weapons, which made people who didn't know why have strong curiosity and awe towards the black-haired young man. After all, he could command so many people at such a young age.
There is definitely something outstanding about it.
"Master Woody."
"Sir Woody."
…
Woody's prestige was the same after Cecil publicly announced that he would hand over the management of the Furious Winter Business Group to him. What's more, compared to those businessmen, Woody has a quality that they cannot have, and that is power.
, many businessmen can only rely on guards for protection, but he can in turn rescue and protect everyone. This is something that other businessmen cannot make up for no matter how much money they spend.
Not to mention that they themselves were in awe of this traveler who got on the bus halfway.
It is the nature of all people to worship power, because it allows them to gain a sense of security that no amount of money can buy in the extremely dangerous wilderness.
Of course, Woody has not reached this level. The reason why his prestige is so high is naturally because of the recommendation of Cecil, who is countless times more prestigious than him.
"I can give you what you want."
Woody walked up to the guard leader who remained indifferent and said calmly.
"But, if it's just ordinary medicinal materials, what should you make up for me?"
Woody's tone and demeanor made the guard leader a little unhappy, but at this time, he was not in the prison in River Valley City, but on the edge of the Golden River Valley, so he could only reply stiffly and dryly.
"The law of the Golden Valley prohibits everything from being taken out of the valley. Viscount Cohen has banned all trade. Even if it is a stone or a cup of soil, it is illegal to take it out. If you trade with him, you have violated the law of the valley. I didn't take any
By asking for guilt, you have taken great care of the emotions of you foreigners."
Obviously, the implication is that he wants Woody not to be ungrateful and to return the transaction items intact as soon as possible, otherwise he will be classified as an equal criminal if the delay continues.
Woody's brows furrowed slightly, but his tone didn't change at all.
"I don't know the criminal you're talking about, and I don't remember such a transaction."
Since the guard in front of him had said so, Woody would naturally not give him the same respect. He had already said what he should have said.
Moreover, he smelled an indescribable faint odor on these guards, in addition to the majesty of soldiers. He didn't know whether it was brought by their boots or inherent in them. Anyway, it was not a good smell.
It's just that it's still relatively weak. He can't explore its deeper connection and can only attribute it to some reason.
for example……
The reason why we still refuse to trade with outsiders.
As expected, Woody's resistance also aroused the anger of the already anxious guard leader. His eyes were filled with fire, but his tone was extremely cold.
"Then I declare that you have violated Article 23 and Article 27 of the Golden River Valley, obstructing law enforcement and intentionally deceiving the guards of River Valley City. You will be arrested now. Anyone else who resists will be punished with the same crime."
As soon as the guard leader finished speaking, dozens of guards behind him pulled out the knight's sword and held it vertically in front of their chest, and the sword glowed with golden light.
——"Blessing of Weapons."
Although I don't know what profession these guards are, the blessing of weapons that everyone can release is enough to make all the onlookers look at them. Of course, the onlookers do not include the members of the Furious Winter Merchant Group.
After seeing the guards like this, their blood swelled even more. They kept talking Northern slang, and their weapons were unsheathed again. They also surrounded the guards who were approaching Woody.
But what is faster than them is the speed of the guard leader. The golden light of the knight's sword in his hand is the brightest. Moving at high speed, he is like a sunset streaked across the canvas by a painter's pen. It is hot and bright. He holds the knight vertically.
He was armed with a long sword and rushed directly towards Woody's direction with unrivaled momentum.
——"Combat Skill·Charge"
Woody took a deep breath. He was naturally mentally prepared for what he said and was not afraid.
Woody stretched out one hand, and a strange-shaped, curved, mithril-colored alien warblade appeared in his right hand wrapped in an iron gauntlet. At the same time, his toes also
At the same time, he exerted force and moved his body quickly, not to avoid, but to rush towards the direction where the guard leader was charging like a brave and fearless warrior.
Everyone subconsciously gave way to an open space, and the Northlanders who were resisting the guards also subconsciously stopped and began to look at the situation.
On one side was a heavily armed armored guard, and on the other was a weak, immature, black-haired young man.
The lineups seemed to be very different, but when everyone saw the dull look on the black-haired young man's face, their hearts dropped into their stomachs again.
"act recklessly!"
The guard leader, who didn't know Woody well, was looking at him like a brown bear looking at a trout swimming upstream. He couldn't wait to enjoy the sword cutting through his flesh and bones and cutting off his bones.
feeling.
But what he didn't expect at the next moment was that the thin figure in front of him disappeared instantly. Then before he had time to confirm the direction of the charge target, there was a huge force behind him, and the blade hit the armor with an ear-piercing sound.
The sound of cracking metal was heard together.
The severe pain in his back was far less severe than the buzzing in the head of the guard leader. His slow thinking made him react only now.
I was attacked!
And he was hit by an attack method that he didn't understand at all!
what's the situation?!
The armor turned extremely slowly, but the guard leader still had to observe the situation carefully before he could counterattack. But before his eyes could catch the figure behind him, there was another violent sound of wind, but this time he was not attacked.
The knight's sword training gave him a way to deal with various attacks, especially attacks from behind.
I saw the knight's long sword held by the guard leader's chain glove as if it had eyes. One second, it was cruising tentatively, and the next second, with the speed of a husky who escaped from the rope, he made a perfect upward move.
, with just a ding sound, the knight's long sword glowing with golden light struck hard at a strange weapon with a mysterious silver color that only appeared in his field of vision at this time.
Curved sword.
The leader of the guard recognized the type of weapon, and the severe pain from his back made him look squarely at the opponent in front of him.
"You're very nice, Woody..."
The guard leader, who had shifted his position and kept his distance, took a breath and said, as if he still had some unfinished thoughts.
He was adjusting his breathing. Before he finished speaking his words of praise, he adjusted his posture again, but this time the knight's sword was not held vertically, but was swinging casually with his arm, like an extended part of the limb.
, as he walked, he told the unfinished words in a very normal tone.
"But that's all. It won't be so easy next time!"
"Now……"
"Meet the judgment!"
The golden light of the knight's sword in the guard leader's hand skyrocketed again, and even the blade of the knight's sword seemed to have grown several points out of thin air. However, the blade became more slender. Looking at it as a whole, it was not so much that he was holding a long sword.
It's more like a knight's spear with the back half of the barrel broken off.
Then, as expected, a black war horse appeared under his crotch while he was running. Suddenly his height jumped from 1.7 meters to more than 2 meters, and the knight's sword in his hand also turned into a
A knight's spear blooming with golden light made the black magic mount look like it was covered with a golden robe.
The guard leader launched a charge in his full state with a high attitude. This time, he did not believe that the foreigner in front of him could disappear out of thin air. And if he dared to leap behind him and attack again,
Then his double-edged spear head will give this sneak attacker who has a special liking for the back an unstoppable piercing attack.
The hoofs of the war horses galloped on the soft ground, splashing yellow dust everywhere. Everyone put away their disdain for the guards who summoned the war horses out of thin air, and instead breathed a heartfelt sigh of relief, not because of anything else, but because
They discovered that this majestic torrent with a golden trail was not rushing towards them.
If they were facing each other, their legs would definitely be trembling by now, just like him.
Their eyes turned to the black-haired young man not far away. He was still standing on the same spot, his slender curved sword hanging low, like a cucumber in the scorching sun, listlessly.
But those who were careful discovered that the left hand of the black-haired young man seemed to be holding something at this time.
Soon, the guard leader who was riding towards Woody on his war horse also saw Woody's raised left hand and the black muzzle of the gun...
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