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Chapter 115 Teldrassil's Hell

"Here are 1,700 gold coins, so take your own share. Recruit some skilled sailors for the rest, clean up the ship, and paint the same pattern on the sails as the heraldry on the box.

Guard me and take care of it."

Danbier looked at the box and was a little stunned after hearing Aldridge's words. When he saw Aldridge turning to leave, he quickly greeted Aldridge.

"Sir, do you believe me so much? Are you afraid that I will take the money and run away?" Danbier was a little surprised.

"Can you run?" Aldridge asked.

"Uh... no, how could I run away? Hehe." Danbier paused for a moment before responding, and even laughed twice.

Aldridge glanced at Danbil again with his ice-blue eyes, and when he looked at the latter, a chill went up his tailbone again.

"Hmph! You don't want to know the consequences for those who betray me! Your soul has no secrets in my eyes."

Hearing Aldridge's cold voice, Danbier gave a flattering smile and waved goodbye. Of course, Aldridge couldn't just trust someone casually. Aldridge had been staring at him before, not just for fun, nor just for fun.

In order to scare Danbier, in fact, Danbier had been hinted from the soul by Aldridge after that. If he wanted to violate the agreement with Aldridge, he would be involuntarily strangled.

His own neck until he strangled himself to death.

Aldridge also secretly thought in his heart that this world is really poor in magic. It would take so long to give such a hint to an ordinary old man with no power. In the world he was in before, he only needed one look to make him

If someone like Danbier committed suicide directly, he would need to be watched for as long as he is now.

Aldridge has come to an end here. He just needs to wait for Ronan to come back and assign some people to him. Then he can get the goods and wait until the royal fleet goes to sea. The last time the royal family went to sea was half a month later. Time is still very tight. Yatan may

Not enough cargo was collected to fill a ship.

On the other side, in the easternmost edge of the outer city, in the slums commonly known as the Hell of Teldrassil, Kress was sitting in the only bar here drinking. This resolute gladiator wore a sleeveless leather armor and carried a shield.

, with a dagger on his waist, he was sitting alone drinking and eating side dishes, with a big money bag next to the wine glass.

Countless greedy eyes were staring at Kress's money bag and equipment. Kress's huge physique had been completely ignored. Several gangsters quietly walked out of the tavern, then dispersed and headed toward their respective gang stations.

They ran away, but they didn't notice that they were being followed, and several gladiators in disguise followed them quietly.

After waiting for a while, Kress vaguely heard the conversation outside the tavern.

"Damn it, I knew you got the news too!"

"Why, this is a big fish, don't try to swallow it all!"

"But that guy looks strong, and he's got a weapon!"

"What are you afraid of! He is only one person, and there are so many of us brothers. Once we kill him, we will share the gold coins equally!"

"But what if he still has friends around him?"

"I know all the guys in the tavern, but he is a stranger. He must be a country bumpkin who just came to Teldrassil. Do you want to do it? If you don't do it, we will lose a penny!"

Outside the tavern, several gang bosses and dozens of their younger brothers were already arguing. According to estimates, the guy inside had at least thirty gold coins in his wallet. How much can these guys who can only hang out in the slums make out?

They just barely survive by exploiting those who are weaker.

When had they ever seen so much money? After they succeed, they will inevitably fight a bloody battle. After all, there are so many people, and it will be too little to divide. If they can keep it alone, the money will be enough for them to leave the slum and rent a house.

The store is living well!

"But he's still in Papa John's tavern!"

"Then wait until he comes out!"

After eating the last dried fish and draining the last beer in the glass, Kress opened the wallet, took out a few copper coins and threw them on the table, and 'accidentally' leaked out other golden coins in his pocket. Kress

Si even heard the sound of swallowing saliva from around him, and chuckled disdainfully in his heart. These scum deserved no sympathy at all. Then Kress stood up, stuffed the money bag into the pocket of his leather jacket, and walked out of the tavern.

Some of the other gangsters who stayed behind in the tavern looked at each other and then followed them out. The whole tavern suddenly became quiet, and there were not many people left. Father John, who was wiping the wine glasses, shook his head. I don’t know how many people wanted to go there today.

Throw away your life, this slum is simply a no-nonsense zone. Unless the noble lord dies here, otherwise the Royal City Guards and the Supervisory Hall will not come at all.

This is a gathering place for desperate people. There are new residents every month. Some are bankrupt businessmen, and some are people who came to Teldrassil with hope but were struck down by the cruel reality. There are many of them.

They were defrauded of their property, or simply disappeared and then reappeared a few months later with something missing from them.

The daily floating population in Teldrassil is too large. Unless a report is received, no one will know that the outsider died in that corner of the slum. All the glamor and beauty of Teldrassil does not seem to apply here.

This is an abandoned place in Teldrassil.

Such a place is also the best place for Ronan to cover up the gray transactions he secretly conducts. The plan is to first eliminate the local gangs, and then replace them with Ronan's subordinates, who will still fight with each other.

But in the end, Kress was responsible for them all.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one knew them, they weaved a large network in the slums, and finally completely controlled the slums secretly. On the surface, they allowed the slums to continue to maintain the chaotic appearance of before, and Ronan also decided to imitate a TV series he had watched in his previous life.

Following the example of an intelligence chief, he trained wanderers to be his eyes and ears, spreading his sights throughout Teldrassil and radiating to surrounding areas, and began to establish his own large-scale intelligence network.

Finally, there will be several seemingly insignificant new forces in Teldrassil. They seem to have no connection with each other, but in the end they all belong to Ronan. Ronan is ready to experiment with this approach until the hero system is cooled down.

After recruiting a hero to take over Aldridge's sea caravan, Aldridge will then lead a part of the troops to Gaoling, establish an intelligence network and a certain amount of power in Gaoling, and prepare for Ronan to seize power in Gaoling in the future.


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