Keir's thoughts turned sharply, and combined with all the information he knew in the different world, he suddenly realized one thing.
A noble, can only be killed by another noble.
As a knight, not even a real knight, he defeated and killed the last generation of a noble family who was originally a baron. This matter is very wrong in terms of the power structure of the local society.
Thinking of this, the corners of Kiel's mouth turned up, pretending to be a joke: "Haha, you misunderstood, I drank too much just now, and said some bragging words. Haha."
There was no smile on his face anymore, Mr. 'Olier the Dry' said solemnly: "Young knight, this had better be a joke. You are a person from the north, and you may not know enough about local affairs. Let me reveal some news to you Well, the man behind the ridiculous title of 'King of the White Wall' has actually been implicitly supported by some big shots on our side."
Kiel took a deep breath, and unconsciously clenched the hilt of the long sword at his waist.
"Calm down, calm down."
Mr. Deripari, who was also feeling bad, secretly glanced at the palm of the young man opposite him, and felt chills unconsciously on his body. Although the warm spring breeze around him was blowing him, he still felt chills from the bottom of his heart.
Experience told him that his life was in danger at this time.
The danger, of course, comes from the young man in front of him who was smiling a minute ago.
Mr. "Dry Olier" carefully considered his words, and then tried to change it in a stiff atmosphere: "I am a reliable person, Knight Kiel. At the same time, tonight, you and I both drank a lot of wine , it must be a normal thing to talk nonsense after drinking, right?"
The corner of Kiel's mouth twitched: "Yes, if you drink alcohol, you will naturally talk nonsense. Anything about burying people in the ground is just the imagination of drunk people."
After finishing speaking, he slowly let go of his left hand, and at the same time flipped and folded a magic lighting pendant on a belt without any trace, and pinned it into the inside of the belt to cover it.
This thing was seized from the 'King of the White Wall'. Although it has no magic power and doesn't work at this moment, it is still not good if it is recognized by others.
Kiel exclaimed in his heart that he was lucky. He didn't wear the two magic ring props that were also seized from the "King of the White Wall" to put on his hands. He used it to pretend. In fact, he was afraid that others would let him show it on the spot, but he didn't activate the magic ring. He who gave the secret order did not use their abilities, and at this banquet, he wore these two rings to pretend to be aggressive.
Now that I think about it, the ring is definitely more likely to attract attention than the pendant on the waist, so it's a good thing not to wear it.
"So, Mr. Deripari, let's talk more about Barney the mountain wolf? How about it? I'm quite greedy for those bounties."
Mr. 'Olier the Dry' also intended to change the subject, so he nodded: "Of course, talk about something that everyone is happy with. So, do you have the head of Barney the mountain wolf? Or, after defeating him, do you have the head? Didn't get some important items to prove himself?"
Keir was dumbfounded. He only remembered this incident angrily at this time: "Oops, I have already set the body on fire and burned it, following the other bandits I killed at that time."
"Where's the token? Is there anything that can prove it's Barney the Mountain Wolf's identity?"
Faced with the question of Mr. Olier the Dry, Keel looked embarrassed: "That guy is as poor as a ghost, and I haven't found his real lair yet, it's just in a bandit advance lair near the trade route He broke his neck, and there are not many belongings with him, they are all ordinary goods."
The middle-aged businessman looked puzzled: "That's it, what a pity, Knight Kiel, if it's just like this, you can't take away the huge bounty from Barney the Mountain Wolf here in Dorne Town. Although I personally believe that you did this It is a matter, but unfortunately, it is not okay for others not to believe it."
Kiel looked desperate. After all, there are hundreds of golden and beautiful gold coins that are within easy reach. With so many coins, he will be parted from him without a chance.
He turned his head in despair, trying to find a way: "Uh, can it be done by relying on witnesses?"
The middle-aged businessman on the opposite side is also a seasoned guy, and he knew what the young knight wanted to say after listening to this half sentence. He shook his head and said: "If you are talking about the refugee youths in your team, they are not counted. After all, at this moment They all depend on your leadership."
"What about the others? The businessmen I rescued?"
"It doesn't count if you are kind to them."
"Let me see, rescued civilians?"
"Ha, if I take out a copper coin, I can make any civilian outside the banquet hall cheer for me, not counting. Knight Kiel, it is not impossible to witness, it must be a person with guaranteed status, Use their social status as a guarantee, and after a long period of confirmation, it is true that after you declared that you killed Barney the mountain wolf, the other party did not come out to do evil again. This can make most people think that you are indeed He killed that cunning fox, and because of his carelessness, he didn't leave his head."
Keir thought about it carefully, is there any such person to prove it.
With a stiff face, he drank the ale in his hand in a muffled voice.
Mr. "Dry Flat Olier" breathed a sigh of relief. With the interruption of such an incident, they finally skipped the previous matter about the "King of the White Wall".
In fact, he himself doesn't want to get involved in this kind of noble affairs, especially since he is only in his thirties. In the next ten or twenty years, he may be able to climb up the ladder. If he has the support of nobles in the future, It might be possible to become the chairman of the chamber of commerce, or even the president of the union of chambers of commerce in Dorn Town.
He himself climbed up from a small businessman, and not many people know about the hard work and bitterness involved.
Rushedly involved in the killing of a down-and-out nobleman, although it can bring him some popularity and make him a good businessman for a while, but the chance to climb up will definitely be gone. When the nobles have a choice , no one would pay attention to his being involved in killing nobles.
Even if it has nothing to do with him.
But the young knight in front of him was not a local, and the other party slapped his **** and rolled back to the Northwest Province, but he still had to stay in the local area.
"So, Knight Kiel, I'm sorry."
"Yes!"
Just as the middle-aged businessman wanted to comfort the talented but unlucky young knight, the knight on the opposite side said excitedly: "Yes, yes! I have a witness who can prove that I killed Barney the mountain wolf."
"Oh? Who is it?"
Kiel explained: "After defeating the bandits who attacked at night a few days ago, both our side and the bandits lost a lot of people, about 200 or so."
"loss?"
"It's just dead, killed by each other. Of course, I killed a small half of them."
"Well."
"After dawn, when it was decided to burn the corpse, a group of priests from the Church of the God of the Dead in the Baishi City Wall checkpoint came over looking for clues."
"Ahem, that's not how it's described, Knight Kiel, that's the mysterious induction of the priests."
"Yes, mysterious induction. Anyway, they came at that time. There are several people, and there is also a leading priest who looks very powerful. He must have a high status. They can definitely prove that I led people to kill Barney the Mountain Wolf!"
"This one?"
Mr. "Dry Olier" hesitated: "If it is a few priests of the God of the Dead, their status is enough. But after all, they are at the Whitestone City Wall Checkpoint, not our Church of the God of the Dead in Dorne Town. , I don’t know if the other party is willing to testify every time. And, Knight Kiel, even in the usual times, it will involve a long delay in proving affairs in different places. You know, there are only a few people in the west of the town now. There are many large chambers of commerce, mainly the Burning Furnace chamber of commerce, which is still sending armed caravans.”
"10%!"
"What?"
"How about I give you 10% of the final bounty?"
He looked at the young knight who was puffing up his mouth angrily, and Mr. Delipari still smiled: "Well, Knight Kiel, it's not about money. It's just that you are not a local. This matter has been verified, and after that It will take a few months to prove that Barney the Mountain Wolf is dead, and it will take a long time, so how will you get the money? Presumably by then, you will already be on the battlefield in the south?"
"I entrust the matter to you. I don't care how long it takes, but the money can be directly stored in the money bank in the town, and temporarily stored in the head office, right?"
The middle-aged businessman thought for a while, if Barney the mountain wolf was indeed killed by the Kiel knight, it is not impossible to do this. The bounty is 500 gold coins, and there are at least 50 gold coins for every 10%. It's not that we can't be busy.
"Okay, Knight Kiel, leave this matter to me, and I will help you deal with the settlement of the money for the reward and settlement of the bandit mountain wolf Barney. But you need to show a proof document here, so that I can When you leave here to go on an expedition, I will handle this matter for you and communicate with the priests of the Church of the God of the Dead at the Whitestone City Wall to testify."
"Well, at least it won't be a waste of time."
Keir let out a heavy breath, feeling that the cooked duck was picked up by him again, even if it was picked up in the future.
Afterwards, Mr. Deripari called the accompanying banquet hall waiter and asked him to bring a formal writing tool. As the main place for businessmen to talk about things, the banquet hall naturally has a full set of business contract documents signed.
Mr. Deripari is an old businessman, and he has obviously dealt with similar matters before, so he wrote the document entrusted by Kilday in a few strokes.
At the end, he signed his name, and used wax to brand a seal representing himself on his ring, and a seal representing the senior manager of the "Fortune Fruit" Chamber of Commerce behind him.
It was much easier for Kiel. He still used his hand as a pen, and wrote down his luminous life energy with his fingers 'easily'.
"You are indeed a knight. A name left like this is far more reliable than a signature or seal."
The middle-aged businessman looked envious. Over the years, he has naturally seen this kind of means of knights, and he is envious of its convenience and uniqueness.
When doing business, their merchants have more complex and cumbersome methods for some contracts involving larger amounts, but they are far inferior to simple methods like the knights.
He lightly touched the name left by Knight Kiel with his finger, and with a numb fingertip, he could feel the obvious presence of Knight Kiel.
Shaking his hands, he nodded: "That's all right. Let's have a toast, Knight Kiel. I wish you long luck in martial arts, and the great God of Wealth blesses you."
Keir relaxed a lot. He picked up the good ale that was no longer cold and delicious, and clinked glasses with the middle-aged businessman: "I hope the God of Wealth will bless you, my friend."
"Of course the gods bless me. You may not know that when I was young, my father was just the manager of a shop selling linen clothes. He even ran the shop in partnership with other people. But he, me and my family People are devout believers in the God of Wealth."
"We chase wealth, but not just wealth itself. More, I believe that there are far more priests and gentlemen in the church than my father. Ha, his skills are actually very limited, but he let me know whom to trust When I was a teenager, I helped some young priests of the God of Wealth Church because of my family’s beliefs. From them, I learned a lot of skills. Including the valuable business experience that only those small and medium-sized business associations pass on from father to son, as well as broader Knowledge of high level."
With a smile on his face, Mr. Deripari clearly had a very happy and contented teenage years.
"Of course, the magic spells that the acquaintance priests cast on me before each business trip are even more important. Because of those powerful and effective magic spells, I have avoided disease and food poisoning more than once. And countless The eloquent ability blessed by me this time allowed me to convince a lot of vicious bandits."
Kiel chuckled: "Perhaps your own ability is the key?"
"There is this reason, but confidence, do you understand? Confidence, self-confidence! When everyone else is frightened, I, who has been blessed by divine magic, have the confidence to take a brave step and use words to convince the bandits and the enemy .It is those magical arts that gave me confidence."
"Confidence is far more important than other things. With it, people can take that brave step. Even if many people see that step, there are only a few people who really dare to take it and have the ability to go through it. Huh, I am That kind of person."
Keir raised his glass and toasted Mr. "Dry Flat Olier" for such a domineering speech.
The atmosphere was so good that they almost forgot the dangerous and tense moment before.
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At this time, the most enthusiastic rose music has ended, and Mr. Deripari's youngest daughter also ended the wonderful dance with the popular bard as she wished.
Covering her face in excitement, she trotted to the terrace.
"Woo, hee hee."
The little girl happily snuggled up to her father's side, and whispered to the two people on the terrace about the dance together just now, and after the end, the bard gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.
"That bastard!" Apparently, Mr. 'Dry Flat Olier' doesn't think so: "I'll make him look good, next time, huh, next time he's caught in the face, don't let me take him away redeemed!"
Mr. Scott came over at this time: "Haha, in this case, Dorne Town will lose an outstanding talent. Those ladies who are tortured by loneliness every night will definitely blame you."
Rolling his eyes, Mr. 'Dry Flat Olier' complained: "Without this sentimental seed, those bitter wives will find new toys. Little Cornina, you have to stay away from that bard, You are going to marry someone from a noble family in the future, it doesn’t mean you can’t get in touch with people of that status, but!”
The little girl held her ear pitifully with her fingers: "I know, I know, everything has to wait until after marriage! Father, I understand."
Kiel sighed. It seems that this seemingly innocent girl also clearly understands her own meaning and function. I don't know if it's sad or lamentable.
Mr. "Dry Oriel" said good-bye to Keir for a moment, and then went downstairs with his dancing and contented little daughter, and arranged for her to be escorted home.
And Mr. Scott walked over with a glass of wine: "Ah, Knight Keir, I just saw from a distance that you seem to have reached more than one deal? Both of you seem to be very satisfied?"
Kiel raised his glass and touched him: "Of course, you should know that when I was leading people through the western trade route, I was attacked by a group of bandits. During the battle, I killed the leader of the bandit gang, Mountain Wolf Barney!"
"Oh! This is something worth celebrating! This annoying guy, we will never be able to catch him, but he died at the hands of a knight like you. It seems that those so-called bounty hunters, but They are all guys with only false names, and the ones who are really reliable have to be a powerful knight like you."
Keir smiled, no one doesn't like to be complimented, and he is no exception.
The two toasted again and talked for a while, mainly Mr. Scott, talking about the dancing scene just now.
"Haha, you must not have seen the faces and eyes of the women at the banquet when Little Cornina danced with our bard. Everyone wanted to replace Little Cornina by themselves, Young girls are envious of her status—because little Cornina has a powerful father. And middle-aged ladies are especially envious of little Cornina's youth and beauty, if, I mean if, They can have a bottle of magic potion that can change bodies with other people, and I believe those people will use it unceremoniously."
Kiel laughed. "Interesting. Your statement."
Mr. Scott raised his wine glass. He used a special gold wine glass. Although it was not inlaid with gemstones, it was engraved by goldsmiths with devout prayers to the God of Wealth, which made this wine glass very popular among businessmen.
At this moment, he raised his glass and said to the young knight: "So, young knight, after reaching a mutually satisfactory cooperation with that dry guy in Deripari, do you have any opportunities here to share with me? Believe Me, as a new friend, I'm very reliable."
"It doesn't matter how big or small the business is, the main thing is to make a friend!"
Kiel smiled. He was more cautious this time, and he didn't dare to disclose the matter about the 'White Wall King' to a third person. There are some intimate matters that require the assistance of reliable friends. Especially new local friends.”
Mr. Scott patted his chest with a smile and assured him: "Trust me, I'm the most reliable kind of new local friend. Tell me what bothers you."
Keel swallowed down the waiter's freshly added cold ale and said, "A few things. First, I wish to add a solid leather armor to my steed. You know, I am a Kendal from the north. How many Like the Lord Baron a few days ago, after I have arranged for those young refugees, I will catch up and participate in the southern border war. It is a good horse and needs some reliable protection."
"Oh, this is something I can help with. Leave it to me, but if you only complete the protection of a war horse during the two days that your team stays, it will require several craftsmen and more apprentices Let's fight together. You have to pay more in terms of price."
"Of course." Kiel nodded, as long as he can do things, the price is not too outrageous.
"Then the second thing, you know, I am now managing and leading hundreds of people who have nothing. Although they got some supplies today through selling in exchange for the previous loot. But it is not enough! I need more, Donkeys to pull carts, more carts, second-hand carts, ropes, farming tools, cloth, etc. The key is cheap, they are not my subjects, so even if I help them, I don't want to pay too much of my property .”
Mr. Scott said with a smile, "I see what you mean. I just know a place that has a lot of things and the prices are cheap."
"Oh, can you tell me in detail?"
"You know, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Dorn Town is a town where merchants operate trade. Most, the vast majority of goods are goods that can be circulated normally on the surface, but there are still some things that cannot be clearly understood. Face-to-face transactions can easily cause trouble.”
"so?"
"So we need a safe and reliable place. Of course, this is for the people who come and go. In fact, that place is quite nonsense. The things are not formal, and the people who come and go are not too formal. They can only trade secretly. This place , we have always called it—the underground black market.”
"Are you interested? Knight Keil, if you are willing to cover your face and bring money, you can buy a lot of things cheaply somewhere in the town, where you can use them, but they can't sell them normally."
Keir squeezed his eyes: "Of course, when?"
"How about the daytime tomorrow? You come to the 'Burning Furnace' Chamber of Commerce to find me, and I happen to arrange things for your horses."
"Very well, one last thing. You must keep this a secret."
When Keir was talking, he flicked the necklace and black wood carvings on his chest casually with his right hand.
"I'm a dependable guy, trust me, there's no one in this town more dependable than me."
"Yes, then, I need someone to help me carve a batch of wood carvings, and a few literate people to help me write some words on the paper."
Mr. Scott narrowed his eyes: "It's dangerous, knight, and the priests in the town won't like it."
"I'm not a local, Mr. Scott, and it won't involve people in Dorne Town. How? Can the most reliable person in Dorne Town handle this matter?"
"Hmph, it's easy, as easy as earning every coin in the farmer's pocket." Mr. Scott said angrily.