Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 After several hours of driving, Corleone and the others came to an abandoned village.

　　 There are only ruined walls left in this village, which seems to have been abandoned for a long time, but Corleone found that there was still a trace of fire in the village.

　　 At this time, the mask on the smiling face finally recovered part of its function, and his skeleton was filled again, but he could not walk, so he reminded Corleone: "Be careful, don't encounter any robbers."

　　 "Why don't we continue on the road, I don't think it is safe to stay here." Corleone shook his head and replied.

　　 "No way tonight, the wind and sand outside is too big, it will cause harm to the wildebeest, wait a moment, I will try to check if you can first."

　　 smiled and touched the piccolo, chanting the spell silently, but unfortunately there was no response from a small white flying insect. It seemed that the sequelae of mana overdraft had not been recovered.

　　 "Trouble... The only shelter around here is here."

　　 Corleone simply took the big sword from his back and held it in both hands. He bent forward and walked carefully.

　　 "Hey! Corleone, there are too many people to withdraw quickly!" said with a smile on his throat.

　　 And Corleone made a gesture like "OK" behind him.

When he walked into the fire, he found that there were 4 people around the fire to keep warm. They were all wearing robes and headscarves. There were 6 or 7 camels behind them. There were also a lot of goods on the backs of the camels. .

　　 It looks like these people should be businessmen, right? Corleone thought so.

　　 However, Corleone’s past shadows revealed his existence, and one of the men shouted "Ah! There are robbers!"

　　 The other three people were also very frightened. They took out their weapons from their waists, basically using desert scimitars, and one of them turned something on the camel.

Seeing that he had been found, Corleone went straight out. He stuck his big sword in the sand and said to them: "Don't be nervous, I'm just a mercenary passing by. The wind and sand outside is too big. I will come in and rest. , Will not disturb you."

Several businessmen looked at the young man with black pupils, black eyes, and black kerchiefs. The expressions on his faces finally calmed down. As for the business man who turned things over, he took out a crossbow from the cargo and pointed it at it. Corleone.

　　 But Corleone didn't have any reaction to this, because the person on the other side hadn't installed the crossbow bolt yet.

The leading businessman grabbed the person holding the crossbow, and said calmly to Corleone: "That's it, the wind and sand outside tonight is indeed fierce, but there are still a lot of empty places in this village. Stay somewhere else."

　　 The few businessmen in front of them are still a little nervous, and they look at their goods from time to time. They are like "travelers" who do small businesses, and basically all their belongings are carried with them.

　　 usually spells the word "fate". There are so many robbers, big and small, in Borderlands. The four of them should have acted together with other "traveling merchants". After all, a large number of people have deterrent power.

　　 But the goods they carry are not ordinary at the moment, and they are very valuable, so they simply came to "seeking wealth and wealth", and went straight on the road as soon as they gritted their teeth.

　　 Corleone nodded towards them to express understanding, so he raised the big sword on his shoulders, and carefully retreated.

　　 Then he ran to the door and brought in the smiling face and the wildebeests.

　　 "What's the situation?"

　　 "There are four businessmen resting there. I don't think they have any skills. They should not be robbers."

　　 "Hmm, I can't relax my vigilance. Who knows whether these people are real businessmen or not, you can take a good rest in a while, I will watch the night, anyway, I don't need to sleep."

　　 "Huh????" Corleone was puzzled, thinking in his heart: also said that you are not an undead, don't the undead don't need to sleep!

　　 "Ah! No, no, I mean I am a person who has very little need for sleep. Basically, a short sleep is enough."

　　 "Hee hee hee, you can rest assured, I should be able to return to normal in the second half of the night, when the wind and sand are a little bit smaller, we will continue on the road."

　　 So Corleone and the others rested in another dilapidated house with relatively intact walls.

On the other side, four businessmen were discussing there, and the leading businessmen said, "Hunter, can you install the arrow first when you take the crossbow? You didn’t see the kid looking at you just now. It's like a fool."

　　 "Sorry, brother, I'm so nervous, that guy holding a big sword so long, suddenly came out from the side, it scared me to death."

　　 "Hey, brother, why are your pants wet?" another businessman said.

　　 "Ah, this was upside down when I just drank water..."

　　 All four of them fell into a short silence, but the expressions on the faces of the other three were so tight that they were afraid of laughter.

The businessman headed by 　　 coughed and quickly tried a way to change the subject. He went on to say: "These magic mushroom powder and violent pills were bought by a few of our savings, and they can only be bought and sold in Bad Tooth City."

　　 "Moreover, there are a lot of people who patronize, and they can definitely sell at a high price several times or even dozens of times. As for the cotton used for camouflage, it will be sold by the way. Anyway, it is not worth a lot of money."

　　 "Brother, we all listen to you. If this is made, I want to buy a house in Scone."

"What's so good about Scone? They are all a bunch of silly Shak people. UU reading www.uukanshu.com knows all day that they are clamoring for fighting and killing. If one day their leader'Stone Demon' dies, I'm afraid the humans in the city All will be expelled and property will be confiscated."

　　 "If you want me to say, it's better to go back to Haft City, after all, it is the nest of the three major business groups."

"Aren't you talking nonsense! But you can afford the housing prices in Haft City? Even if we sell all the goods, we will probably buy a place the size of a toilet. Is it possible that you want to live in a slum? "

　　 "Do you live with those poor exiles, bankrupt farmers, and sickly stray warblers?"

　　 "Then brother, what are your plans?"

　　 "I think we can simply move to Bad Tooth City. The great warlord ‘wise’ has always treated merchants very well, and both house prices and taxes are very low. There is also a barbarian regiment protecting the city, which is very safe!"

　　 "What's the safety? It's not like being beaten by the'Blood Queen' army of beauty..."

　　 As for Corleone, the "mask falling" incident between him and the smiling face has caused the atmosphere to be very embarrassing, and the smiling face no longer talks like before.

　　 "You'll keep it secret for me, right? Corleone." The smiling voice was no longer so jumpy.

"Ok..."

　　 "I knew you were such a great guy, I didn't misunderstand you!"

　　 "I haven't finished speaking yet, I can keep it secret for you, when you have to do me a favor."

　　 "Let's talk, hehe, Corleone will ask what you want, as long as you don't talk about dismantling my skeleton."

　　 "What the hell... I just hope you can help me get the information from the Thieves Guild, there is less than half a month away."

　　 "Don't worry, leave this small matter to me."