Chapter two hundred and forty seventh investigation whereabouts
"Buy! Buy TM land!"
"I want them all!"
"No, I bought this and I want to buy this. I'm going to have porridge this month."
Mousilon was once very prosperous. In most cases, a vampire lord ruled a territory and was often more prosperous than the rule of a human noble. Vampires actually require very little from their living subjects, just blood and work. There are many vampire lords.
Their only way is to increase their income, and their long and eternal life allows them to accumulate huge amounts of wealth.
This is also the reason why Musilon is so prosperous.
The frenzy of buying followed one after another, and Gerald's sword also drank the blood of the fallen. Thieves were eyeing these goods. What the powerful knights of the kingdom had to do was to catch these thieves and kill them.
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Next to the stall, a rather luxurious carriage was shaking gently. The fat businessman from before was inside. After he entered, the carriage kept shaking. How long had the summer sales been going on, the carriage started shaking?
how long.
"Hey, you dead man, look, you are not as good as a fat man who weighs several hundred kilograms!" A woman in her forties saw the carriage shaking non-stop, so she took the opportunity to mock her husband.
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"Who knows what medicine that fat guy took?" The man looked a little annoyed and said, "That's enough. If you don't want to buy anything, we'll go home."
The carriage was still shaking, and there were bursts of sounds from inside, which made people think about it.
"嘤嘤嘤~"
"嘤嘤嘤~"
There was a constant buzzing sound inside the carriage, but inside the heavy curtains, it was not what people imagined.
Everything is an illusion of magic. Ryan sat in the middle of the carriage. He observed the hot selling scene and said to Veronica sitting on his lap: "Let's think about it, what is needed to make siege equipment?"
"Hey!" Veronica shouted deliberately, and then the Witch of Gloria let out a soft cry, and stretched out her pink fist to hit Ryan's chest with some embarrassment: "Stop!"
"I'm not kidding you, Veronica, stop playing." Ryan stretched out his hand from under Veronica's skirt, and then said to Theresa, who was also sitting next to him: "Theresa
, what do you think?”
"First of all, we can be sure that making siege equipment requires a lot of materials and the help of living people. Zombies and skeletons, which are the main labor force of the undead, are impossible to complete the manufacturing of siege equipment." Theresa wore that on her face.
The sorceress with an extremely ugly hooked nose sat next to Ryan with her legs bent, and said cautiously: "Also, siege equipment requires a lot of materials."
"What you're talking about is all nonsense, Trovik." Veronica said impatiently: "Everyone can think of these things."
"Then what do you have to say? Veronica?" Teresa was immediately aroused by Veronica. The tit-for-tat confrontation between the sorceress and the witch gave Ryan a headache. Their roles around Ryan were indeed too similar.
, so the relationship is extremely bad. This grudge has been accumulated since childhood, and Ryan has completely given up on trying to reconcile them.
"There are three key points in manufacturing giant siege equipment, which are enough space, a large amount of materials and excellent craftsmen. Now in a state of war, Musilon's chaos has determined that the place where siege equipment is made must be blocked.
, so we first need to figure out what places are not allowed in and out of this city." Veronica analyzed.
Veronica's analysis was clear and logical, and Ryan nodded repeatedly when he saw this, so he stretched out his hand, motioned for the witcher to come over, and then whispered something in his ear.
"Understood." Abel nodded repeatedly, and then he began to try to talk to the customers who were queuing.
The beginning was easy. Someone soon told Abel what places he couldn't go in the city, including the Merovingian Castle as the inner fortress, the dock on the city's seaside, the Necromancer Assembly Hall in the city, and
library.
Amber could easily come back and tell Ryan.
"Abel has already figured it out for us. There are three places in the city where entry is not allowed, namely the Merovingian Castle, the dock at the city dock, the library and several places where vampires gather."
Ryan nodded, and he hid in the carriage and continued: "Obviously, the siege equipment that the vampire wants to make cannot be made in the library or the gathering place, so the most likely place to make the siege equipment is the Merovingian Castle, or the dock, or
…outside the city.”
"The space for manufacturing siege equipment needs to be large enough, and a large number of people and materials need to come in and out. It is impossible for the undead to hide and repair. Ryan, we need to understand the direction of the materials, including enough wood, stone, and a small amount of magic materials.
." Theresa sat next to Ryan, and she continued to analyze: "Then what we have to figure out is where these materials go, where they are most likely to be the place where siege weapons are made, and it is unlikely to be inside the city.
, it really should be outside the city."
"Very good, then it's my turn to take action next." Ryan adjusted his mask and waited for his opportunity to appear.
"嘤嘘嘤~" Veronica started again, Ryan stretched out his hand and gently squeezed the beautiful fleshy feet of the Witch of Gloria, and the stockings feet painted with red nail polish were held in his palm: "Stop it
No sound, otherwise I really have to try what it feels like to do that kind of thing on a carriage."
Veronica just closed her mouth.
The "Steam Summer Sale" carefully prepared by Ryan did not last long. Due to the promotion of goods and the shortage of goods, this event was destined to be short-lived. It came quickly. The citizens who bought it were smiling, but the people who had queued for a long time were very unhappy.
, they rushed over noisily one after another, cursing and trying to push their way to the front to see if there were any more, and some wanted to talk to Ryan for reasoning and asked when the next summer sale would be.
Ryan, in turn, seized this opportunity. He said to the people surrounding him: "Ladies and gentlemen, most of my goods are sold out. I do still have some on hand, and I am willing to continue to sell them."
Here you go, but before that, can you allow me to make a request?"
"Tell me!" "What does the greedy businessman want to know?" Many people heard that the fat businessman still had the last bit of goods, so they shouted loudly, with hatred and greed on everyone's face.
"That's right, I'm a businessman. I came to Mousilon this time to do business. I don't want to go back to Marienburg empty-handed. I've always heard that Mousilon produces high-quality hardwood and fine wood.
Good stone, where can I buy these things?" Gabe Newell, a fat businessman, spread his hands and said inarticulately, the beard on his face swaying back and forth.
"Hey~ Businessman of Marienburg, where did you hear that Mussillon is rich in hardwood and stone? This is Mussillon! This is a swamp. The only special products we have here are various specialty crops in fertile swamps, and swamps
Snails and frogs in the field." One citizen said with a smile, his face full of contempt and ridicule: "Maybe you can buy some snails and frogs and go back to Marienburg? If there is no damage on the road."
There are two distinctive occupations in Mousilon, namely the swampman and the frogwife. The swampman is a professional snail catcher and frog hunter. Their professional name comes from an obscure dialect, which means swamp man or frog wife.
Froghunter, all creatures in the swamp are legally owned by the lord
Becoming a swampman requires at least the acquiescence of the local nobles. Some nobles require a long apprenticeship and an oath. Only when they can call themselves swampmen are they allowed to hunt in the lord's swamp. They are often good at discovering snails and frogs.
For tough people, their work is tedious and time-consuming.
Marshmen are usually men, but some nobles allow girls with particularly keen observation and agility to marry skilled men for hunting. These girls are called frog wives.
Living in a corrupt environment for a long time, the hearts of humans in Musilon have been distorted by corruption - whether it is chaos corruption or vampire corruption, the residents here are full of malice, bloodlust and depravity, and they often perform taboo acts.
Dark rituals call for dark gods that are forbidden to worship in the outside world. Ryan thought that if the residents of Mousilon were tried in Britannia, then nearly 80% of the residents would probably be sentenced to hanging.
"Oh, my friends, snails and frogs may be the specialties here, but I don't need this. I don't know how to preserve them and how to sell them. Marienburg has no tradition of eating these things." Ryan looked at it.
He felt helpless: "This is not a good business, I don't think I need them."
"So you just have to find hardwood and stone? Outlander?" Some citizens shouted impatiently.
"No, no, no, I buy everything. I'm just asking. You know, I don't have many opportunities to come to Mussillon. I don't want to go back empty-handed. Listen, I have to pay a big fee every time I come here.
A tariff, I..." The fat businessman's chatter was annoying, so someone quickly interrupted him: "That's enough! Foreigner, we don't have time to listen to your chatter here. If you want to acquire hardwood and
For stones, you should go to Old Deke, he specializes in this kind of business."
"Old Dyke?" The fat businessman immediately signaled everyone to be quiet.
"Sell me the goods, or I won't tell you!" said the speaker.
"Deal." The big fat hand stretched out and shook hands with the man.
This man looked less than forty years old, already middle-aged. He and Ryan came to a street corner, and the middle-aged man whispered again: "Listen, foreigner, you need to find Old Deke, he is a professional
The person responsible for this aspect of buying and selling, Musilon is a swamp here, and we are very short of many resources, so our undead master appointed several people to be responsible for this, and Old Dyke is one of them."
"Okay, continue, I'm listening, you say, I'm listening." Ryan quickly put his hands on his hips and lowered his head to show his listening.
"Old Dyke's store is right here, go three blocks and turn right. You'll see a huge bat sign. Remember, don't say I said that." The middle-aged man's tongue seemed to have been specially trained.
, there are not many people who can speak clearly like him: "But your hopes may be in vain, foreigner, someone has been acquiring this on a large scale recently."
"Yeah~ It's okay, we can talk about other things." Ryan stretched out his hand: "Thank you very much, brother."
"Who is your brother? I just want the product, sell it to me quickly." The middle-aged man slapped away Ryan's fat hand. Ryan didn't take it seriously. He motioned to Jerrod who was following him to take out a bag.
: "Where are your gold coins?"
"Hey! Isn't my news worth so much?" The middle-aged man cursed and took out a bag of gold crowns from his body.
"You are talking about selling me the goods, not giving them to me, sir."
"Oh, okay, okay, or you can trade it with your life?" The middle-aged man suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and stabbed Ryan's face with the pointed dagger.
The cold light reflected from the dagger had already shone on Ryan's face.
Ryan retreated subconsciously, with a look of surprise on his face. He couldn't control his fat body and was about to fall down. He screamed a few times, looking like he didn't know how to train at all.
"Qiang!" Jerod's sword was faster. The butler dressed as a kingdom knight pierced the middle-aged man's chest just as he raised his dagger, and the hot blood spurted out and splashed on the ground. The middle-aged man
The man looked at Gerald in disbelief and died of anger.
"Hey, don't kill people randomly!" Ryan complained dissatisfiedly: "Being harmonious makes you rich!"
Then the fat businessman immediately signaled two demon hunter guards to come up, strip the middle-aged man naked, and took away all the valuable things on his body. While patting the dust on his body, he continued: "Let's go.
Meet that old Dyke."
After Ryan and others left, dark creatures and low-level vampires came out from deep in the alleyway to compete for their blood and flesh.
In Mousilon, murders often occur openly and openly on the streets, and everyone has long been accustomed to this.
Deep in the alley, two bodies in black robes stared at the fat businessman who continued to hawk, and whispered: "Are you still doubting him? He is just a businessman, and judging from his performance just now, he has not accepted it at all.
Be trained.”
"But I just feel like there's something wrong with him. This businessman, Gabe Newell, came at a perfect time." Another man in black robe showed his true face, he was Matthew Bader. This young knight errant did not choose to rush.
Even though he was transformed into a vampire, his human identity is still useful.
Arkhan left a giant dark magic ritual on his body, which will be the key to his future destruction of Britannia: "Don't you think it's strange? Not long after the Red Duke and his army set off, this
The businessman appeared, and after disappearing for several years, he is now wandering around again, seeking information."
"It is very normal for merchants not to want to return empty-handed, my sir." Another man in black robe retorted: "He is a trading partner of the von Carstein family. Manfred is now cooperating with us. If we
If you act recklessly, the already fragile relationship between Master and Manfred will be destroyed by your recklessness!"
"I know!" Mahhubard said impatiently. He focused his eyes on the back of the fat businessman: "I will let him show his original shape!" (To be continued)