Many businessmen are eyeing the adventure group here.
Every time I see an adventure group emerging from the mountains to the north and returning to the camp here, many brokers will come around. They will ask what the group encountered, what they obtained, and whether there are any wounded in the team.
What 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 garrison camps, some know where there are blacksmiths who are proficient in repair, etc.
When the adventure group returns from the foot of Moyunling Mountain, they will more or less gain something. Of course, even if they gain nothing, no one will dislike it. Those who dare to come here to hunt evil spirits are not simple people. They just rely on such actions.
, in the future, when introducing yourself to others, you can add 'Witcher' in front of the prefix of your name.
Most adventure groups still have some good things, but of course few people will sell the hard currency 'Black Magic Crystal' here.
However, black devil skins, devil horns, evil devil heads, fist swords and war blades, and even bone armor from evil spirits can all be exchanged for money.
You can buy everything here in the camp, whether it's food or necessities for survival in the wild. The only thing that makes the merchants here feel a little regretful is the business of magic weapons and armor.
Because the Merit Exchange List launched by the West Route Army seriously disrupted the market here, a large number of magic weapons in the market were unsaleable.
It is indeed unsaleable, but it is limited to high-end magic weapons of excellent quality.
Even if the merchants here go back to Epsom City to buy in bulk the high-quality magic weapons in the West Route Army barracks, they can't buy such cheap and high-quality weapons.
Pairs of worn-out boots stepped on the soft scorched earth, leaving a row of clear footprints on the valley floor.
This adventure group walked out of the woods at the foot of Moyunling Mountain carrying heavy luggage. Almost every member had some injuries on their bodies, and their armors were all in tatters, except for the weapons they carried.
In addition, everyone carries heavy objects on their backs.
Some people carried huge packages on their backs, while others carried companions and some warriors holding shields.
Captain Hayes was walking among the team. When he stepped onto a grassy slope, a gray-white tent area appeared in front of him. The leader finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to his companions who were following behind:
"Everyone, please work harder, we will be there soon. Then everyone can take a hot bath, then eat some delicious fried meat, finally have a drink, and have a good sleep..."
"Captain, please stop talking, my stomach is protesting now!" The swordsman in the team who was carrying his companion on his back protested.
"Ha ha……"
Relaxed laughter came from the team, and everyone's tense hearts finally relaxed at this moment.
As the leader of the adventure group, Hayes found the merchant Ped with ease this time. Although Ped had a bad mouth and seemed a little proud, he was still trustworthy.
Commander Hayes came to him to send the wounded in the regiment to the garrison camp for treatment.
This time he had prepared the evil ghost's head 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.
Captain Hayes is not a new captain who has just arrived. He knows many businessmen here and does not need the services of brokers at all.
After he waved down the enthusiastic 'brokers', he saw a group of subordinates sitting in an open-air tavern on the edge of the free market, waving to him.
The tavern in the forest camp actually dared to open here...
In just three months, the tavern owner has become so bold.
Captain Hayes was also a little speechless. A month ago, the valley below the hillside was full of battlefields full of broken limbs. Now the evil ghosts have not retreated far, and a large number of evil ghosts are stationed at the mountain pass at the southern foot of Moyun Mountain.
If the West Route Army does not fight, the Evil Ghost Legion can level the tent area here with one charge.
The adventure group here can just slap their butts and leave. There are oak barrels behind the bar of the open-air tavern, and they cannot be moved out easily...
Captain Hayes strode to the front of the bar with a tired step, and huddled with the members of the adventure group.
The tavern owner pushed over a glass of frothy ale, and Captain Hayes asked his men: "Why are you all crowded here? Didn't you agree to eat first?"
"The barbecue we ate in the woods almost made us vomit, so we decided to eat the simple meals here!" replied a member of the adventure group.
"Captain, how are Jesse and the others?" asked a swordsman named Coffey.
"Still receiving treatment, let me pick them up tomorrow..."
Captain Hayes took a sip of wine, and the slightly sour wine poured down his throat and into his stomach. He felt as if his whole body came to life.
Three big men carrying huge swords came over from the table. Captain Hayes knew them. The man walking in front was also the leader of an adventure group. They all came from the Bena Province, and several of them were
Swordsman Bena.
Hayes and the leader of the adventure group met in the Adventure Guild in Handanar City. At that time, both of them were accepting tasks from the union.
"Hey Gunther, are you here too?"
Captain Hayes waved his hand, said hello to Captain Gunther, and asked his subordinates to give up three empty seats.
"Hayes, what did you bring back this time?" Captain Gunther was only wearing a linen vest with cut sleeves, and his strong muscles made him look like a barbarian.
Captain Hayes also deliberately showed off his trophies. He lifted up the hem of his clothes and took out a bunch of blood-stained eyeballs from his waist.
"Hiss... what are you doing?" The brawny captain couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and couldn't help complaining: "Has the evil ghost become so weak now? You actually let you kill so many at once?
"
He also knew not to cause trouble to Captain Hayes, so he complained very softly and could only be heard by a small group of people at the bar.
Captain Hayes and the members of the adventure group laughed. After all, they were very happy to be able to harvest so many trophies.
"This time we went inside... In fact, a large number of adventure groups are swarming in now. I'm afraid you should also know that there is nothing outside. Only by climbing over the cliff can we have such a harvest!" Hai
Captain Si whispered in Gunther's ear.
Captain Gunther's eyes widened. Anyone who could become the leader of an adventure group was not a fool. He knew that Captain Hayes had told him a great secret.
"You are so brave, aren't you afraid of being left in the mountains by evil spirits?" he muttered.
Captain Hayes came over again and whispered:
"They occupy the southern mountain pass. The defense in the mountain forest is relatively loose. As long as you are careful, you will gain something. How about it? Are you interested in working together?"
Captain Gunther was a little hesitant, but he also knew that Captain Hayes would say this to him in order to invite him to join.
The two adventure groups have cooperated twice before, and the two missions were successfully completed, and the two adventure groups also have some tacit understanding.
Captain Hayes no longer concealed anything, and said frankly: "This time we suffered the disadvantage of having too few people. If we add good players like yours, I think I can bring back a squadron of evil spirits."
"Is it dangerous?"
"Of course, aren't we demon hunters living a life of dancing on the edge of a knife?" Captain Hayes said with a smile.
Captain Gunther wiped the sweat from his forehead, poured a whole glass of wine in front of him into his stomach, 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, put his arm around his shoulders and said:
"Okay! We are going to rest here for three days and then set off. This good opportunity probably won't last long."
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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.
Surdak admired the courage of this group of businessmen. This was already the frontline battlefield. It could even be said that there were a large number of evil spirits in the mountains and forests opposite, but this group of businessmen were not afraid of death at all...
The noise in the market could almost be heard inside the camp.
When he walked out of the military camp, there was a small tail behind him. He was wearing a salamander leather armor and a broad sword hanging on his waist. He looked like an ordinary Bena swordsman. Usually Surdak wore Yin Senha.
Germany's arsenal, a helmet with a visor that will completely cover his face.
So few people outside the camp knew him.
No one would care too much when he took Xigna out of the camp. There were many businessmen and adventure group members entering and leaving the military camp every day, and no evil spirits would sneak in anyway.
Of course, the reason why Xigna can hang out with Suldak is because she is probably the only one in the entire military camp who is so idle now...
Signa was wearing a black Lolita with twin ponytails on her head. When she followed Surdak, she filled his heart with a sense of vanity.
Signa actually didn't understand why Suldak was in such a good mood all of a sudden. He was clearly sighing when he and Selina were lying together last night. The topic they were talking about should be about fighting for the East Route Army.
worried about the situation of the war.
Standing on a huge rock on the hillside, looking at the mountain pass to the north, Xigna stood on tiptoe and asked:
"Is that where you fought?"
"Well, you may have to walk a little further inside. If you walk along the mountain road, you can reach a valley. On the side of the mountain pass of that valley is a cliff. My brother is buried there..." Surdak almost
I have to say to Signa, 'Little Peter's daddy is buried there'.
There were some fluctuations in his voice, but Xigna could still hear it.
Knowing that those were past events that he did not want to mention again, Xigna decisively shut her mouth, and the two of them walked down the hillside and came to this free market full of tents.
Surdak actually had nothing to buy, but this did not prevent him from asking prices in front of these stalls.
As the commander of the Western Route Army, he needs to understand some situations outside the military camp. These adventure groups are now like his peripheral troops, and he needs them to have sufficient logistical support.
Now it seems that because they just won a victory, the businessmen did a good job in this matter.
In the free market, Suldak saw many infantry soldiers in the military camp lining up in front of the tents with colorful roofs. He decisively stopped and pushed in the direction where the aroma of fried food was wafting.
Signa did not follow Surdak closely, and Signa did not like the things he looked at.
Signa squatted in front of a small stall filled with cheap goods. There were some broken black devil skins, evil devil fangs, bone spurs, eyeballs, bone armor and other bits and pieces on this stall. These things were all
Not very valuable, but not worth throwing away.
The stall owner is a businessman who buys these cheap materials. Of course, he will sell them if the price is right. Evil devil horns like these are bundled in the West Route Army warehouse, and Xigna doesn't even look at them.
.
She touched a round copper mirror with a handle on the stall and thought it would be cool if she bought it and hung it on her waist.
She stretched her hand towards the bronze mirror, and on the way she saw a ball of tassels made of red thread. She had long seen that the infantry soldiers in the camp had such decorations on the ends of their weapon handles. The tassels looked very special.
Beautiful, her eyes fell on the tassel.
Surdak was in front of a fruit stall not far away, selecting fruits.
"Little girl, is there anything you like?" the stall owner asked Xigna with a bared smile.
He is a shrewd businessman. Signa is wearing this long dress with almost no mud on it. Her face is fair and fair. She has a magic dagger inlaid with red, blue and green gems on her waist. No matter how she looks at it,
Definitely a rich man.
Seeing Xigna's eyes falling on a string of tassels, the stall owner immediately smiled and said:
"This only costs two silver coins..."
Signa rolled her eyes. Two silver coins could be bought mixed with gold thread. Although she had money in her pocket, it did not become the reason for her to be taken advantage of.
Xigna clapped her hands, stood up with her mouth shut, and wanted to leave without saying a word.
"Wait a minute, don't you like it very much? You can negotiate the price of everything here, why don't you even negotiate the price?" The stall owner was a little anxious.
Suddenly, two silver coins rolled onto the cloth of the stall.
"It's her choice, I'll treat you." Kofi stood aside and said to the stall owner.
Signa turned her head and glanced at Kofi speechlessly, with no expression in her dark eyes. She turned around and left without paying any attention.
The crowd here is still very crowded, and the stall owner shouted from behind: "There is someone to treat...you must at least pick one!"
Xigna waved her hand and walked into the crowd.
Surdak over there was still asking about the price of scones. When he saw Xigna coming up, he took her and continued walking forward.
The smell of fried fish was blown by a gust of wind, and the two of them discussed buying one first, and if it tasted good, they could buy a few more and take them back to the camp...