Mercenaries and Adventurers

Keel and Mr. Scott got out of the closed carriage.

His hands were empty, and even the big money bag around his waist was much flatter. On the other hand, Mr. Scott happily hugged the few gadgets he had just bought, and he no longer pretended to speak in his mouth, showing off his knowledge and experience to Keir with a smile.

"Hmph, haha. That black merchant doesn't know what to buy, and the paintings of well-known painters are treated as ordinary landscape paintings, mixed with bad ones."

He shook his head, opened the hood on his head with the leather cylinder containing the paintings, and hooked the thing covering his face with his little finger.

Keir took off his gloves and threw them on the small table beside him, then took off the black cloak that concealed his identity, and flung it far away, just right on the hook on the wall.

"Could it be someone's intention? You are on the first floor, and the stall merchant is on the second floor?"

In order to add some embarrassment to this brazen guy, Keir said this on purpose.

But Mr. Scott is quite confident. He first put the things on the ground and leaned against his feet, then took off the black cloak and gloves, and said proudly: "Impossible. You don't understand. You are willing to go to the bandits' lair in the mountains to collect them." Those black merchants whose goods were robbed are guys who have nothing but a life and guts."

"Hmph, who is willing to risk their lives to make deals with those bandits? Hey, they are all guys with little literacy. If it weren't for the underground black market that doesn't allow people who can't read a word to set up stalls, where It will be even worse."

He patted the leather painting tube containing the paintings: "Some accomplished well-known painters, the selection of painting substrates is different from the cloth substrates of ordinary landscape paintings. This is a secret, keep it secret! Haha. "

With his things in hand, Mr. Scott pushed open the door and walked out of the airtight room without even a single window.

When Keir followed them out of the door, he looked back at the tongueless driver who was driving them, and found that although the guy had heard the conversation between the two just now, he was indifferent. He just slowly climbed down from the driver's seat, holding the wooden bucket Go to the well in the backyard of the chamber of commerce and bring some well water to clean the horses pulling the cart.

The horse's four legs, feet and hooves were stained with dirt. It was obvious that they had passed through some places with poor road conditions when they went around the town.

Keel understood.

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Mr. Scott asked Keir to follow him when he was in the carriage, saying that the manpower that Keir wanted last night was ready.

He doesn't care about what he does specifically, but he must ensure that the subsequent events will not involve Dorne Town, or the "Burning Furnace" Chamber of Commerce, or even a smaller circle, and will not affect him.

In exchange for these, it is a debt owed by the future Kiel Knight.

It would be best if money could be used to resolve this matter, but what Keir wanted those people to do was really secretive, and it was hard to say that money could find people in need and let those people do things for him.

This is not easy for Kiel, who is an outsider in the town, but if he is a senior manager of the Burning Furnace Chamber of Commerce, one of the local ruling forces, things will not be so difficult.

Even very simple.

In particular, Mr. Scott himself is not so rigid, or such a principled person.

Keir didn't ask about the other party's beliefs, but he didn't feel like a devout follower of the God of Wealth.

The two quickly walked out of the deserted backyard of the chamber of commerce, walked along the edge of a three-story chamber of commerce building through a wooden corridor, and then met an ordinary employee of the chamber of commerce on the road, and Mr. Scott stuffed the newly bought things Give it to someone who knows him, and ask someone to hold it for him, and then lead them to the main building along the street of the Burning Stove Chamber of Commerce, enter through the back door of the main building, and climb up the wide staircase made of waxed oak, straight up to the third floor.

Kiel saw that on the first floor of the main building of the chamber of commerce, many chamber of commerce employees were talking with merchants who came to handle affairs or negotiate transactions. They either sat at the wooden table of the chamber of commerce employees and talked intimately, or more formally in many halls. Speak and talk at the table and chairs.

Some merchants put their goods directly on the small wooden table where the tea should be placed, and proudly introduced a batch of goods in their hands to the opposite chamber of commerce. I can't see the boredom in the eyes of the opposite chamber of commerce buddy at all.

Some businessmen and chamber of commerce employees sat at the latter's wooden desk, discussing where to go to the town at night, and laughed together.

Some merchants looked domineering, and loudly questioned the chamber of commerce buddies who had been wronged while standing and being scolded. The guy from the chamber of commerce had to endure his emotions and bow his head to be scolded.

But when they reached the second floor of the main building of the chamber of commerce, the painting style here changed again.

The luminous plants are neatly trimmed and placed in cylindrical glass containers to emit light without affecting the interior. The elegant flowers with a faint fragrance are carefully placed under the wooden windows along the street, and the fragrance is carried by the wind blowing from the street outside, covering the entire second floor of the main building invisible.

All the people working here are the stewards of the chamber of commerce. Everyone has their own independent room, but the room here has no walls that block the view, but is separated by display shelves filled with various minerals and forging materials.

There were two heavily armed thugs sitting on small chairs beside the stairs at the second floor of the stairs. When they saw Mr. Scott, they immediately got up and saluted.

"Hello, my lord."

Mr. Scott didn't pay any attention, so he took Keel and the guy who helped him to carry things to the third floor.

The third floor of the main building of the chamber of commerce is even simpler. There is no spacious hall, only aisles connecting different rooms. The ground was covered with a carpet made of animal fur. Judging from Kiel's footsteps, this fur carpet was cleaned frequently and was soft and clean.

The guild clerk who helped carry the things didn't dare to come up, so he handed the things to the thug guard here at the third floor of the stairs and went downstairs. But before leaving, he deliberately reported his name to Mr. Scott.

Although he was just randomly picked up and helped to get some things, this young member of the chamber of commerce also wanted to make his name famous among the high-level members of the chamber of commerce.

"Send things to me, and let the kitchen get some food. Knight Kiel and I didn't eat anything at noon."

Mr. Scott gave instructions to one of his subordinates who came over, and then led Keel towards a corner of the third floor.

The aisles here use a kind of 'gemstone' installed in glass vessels to provide lighting, and what hang on the walls of the aisle are not landscape paintings or portraits of people, but paintings of various forges for smelting metals.

The paintings are very detailed, obviously either the painters are highly skilled, or they were specially painted by someone specially invited by the Burning Furnace Chamber of Commerce.

If it is the latter, then there may be only one copy of these paintings.

"What are these?"

Kiel curiously pointed to a furnace that looked strange.

Because of the fine painting of this thing, the image and various details are very clear. It's just that the shape is strange, and there are various strange mechanisms on it, it doesn't look like an ordinary furnace. To be honest, although Kendall County has a well-developed handicraft industry, because there are no mines, the metal materials used in each workshop are all metal ingots bought from merchants in the south and east.

rather than ore. Although ore is cheaper, for the merchants, wherever there is ore transport, they all transport finished metal ingots for profit. This led to the development of forging-related technologies and craftsmen in Kendall City, but no metal smelting at all.

"Oh, that's a kind of melting furnace for smelting special minerals. We only have one in the entire chamber of commerce. I heard that the president specially hired magicians to make it. Heh, to tell you the truth, this is a long-term project. Profitable business. It is not just as simple as a melting furnace. With this melting furnace and workers who specialize in using this melting furnace, all the smelting of this mineral in the southern province and the wider area is undertaken by our chamber of commerce. Even if Those magicians who live in the tower have to ask us to do this kind of thing."

He added: "It's not that the magicians can't do it. There is nothing they can't do. It's just that it's too much trouble to do it yourself, and let our chamber of commerce do it. With only a small fee, you can do it quickly and well." Completed. The raw ore was brought, and the refined material contained in the oil-soaked stone box was received."

After speaking, he pushed open a wooden door beside him and walked in.

The inside is not the office room dedicated to Mr. Scott as Keel imagined. It looks like a spacious place to relax and unwind.

Because it is close to the corner of the third floor, it faces windows on both sides. And the windows here are very large, so not only the air is very good, but also the light and vision are sufficient.

Interestingly, the four windows in this lounge are not traditional wooden windows, but track iron windows like rolling shutter doors.

The rectangular thin metal sheets are connected and installed in the metal track along the window. When the window needs to be opened, just push the closed metal iron sheet upward to open it. The metal armor that was pushed to the top was closed on the ceiling in an inverted L shape on the roof.

Considering the strength of the wooden windows and iron track windows, Kiel even felt that this lounge was the strongest and safest place in the main building of the chamber of commerce.

"Ha, you noticed, Knight Kiel."

Mr. Scott found his own reclining chair, and he lay down on it in a very relaxed way.

"You guys are pretty good."

Keel pointed to several solid windows in the room, and found a comfortable-looking bench himself, and sat on it carefully.

"Hey, forget it, anyway, the vice president is not here, I am the biggest here, you just sit down."

Mr. Scott muttered, and then proudly pointed to the four iron track windows: "These are just things made by the craftsmen in the chamber of commerce. Although they look good, in terms of protection. But the sales are not good. .”

He shrugged: "A lot of great people would rather have a blessed window, or a traditional window made of solid wood, than spend a little money on a product that offers protection and security. Unfortunately, many cases of theft Most of the occurrences are because of the windows!"

Keir smiled, and he was no longer as careful as he was in the underground black market before: "I think the Thieves Guild definitely doesn't like the promotion of this thing."

"Ha, that's true. But it's not because of the thieves." Even in his own territory, Mr. Scott didn't dare to call the name of the Thieves Guild directly.

"It's just some stubborn traditional habits. Many of the buyers we selected said they were not good-looking and artistic. I think when one day their precious works of art disappeared, those stubborn old guys would be the only ones. Will be reminded of our product."

Kiel untied the long sword from his waist and leaned against the armrest of the bench: "Then, you and the Thieves Guild should cooperate to make a few big votes, so that this thing can be promoted."

These words frightened Mr. Scott: "Don't dare to say that."

He looked around nervously, and found that there were only him and Keir in the lounge on the third floor, and the servants were waiting outside the door where no sound could be heard. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"This kind of thing is not what a chamber of commerce like ours should do. It is a chamber of commerce of this size, so there is no need to do this kind of inferior method. Besides, the objects of the transaction are all powerful and powerful people, and it is too late to curry favor. , how dare you offend the other party."

Keir shrugged, then said, "So, let me come over, are we going to eat here, or do that?"

Mr. Scott rubbed his stomach. It seemed that he had been wandering around the underground black market for most of the morning, which made him a little hungry: "Let's all go together. You might as well eat here, and you might as well meet those people here. As for what you tell them to do, Next door next door, there is a place for confidential conversations, where you can explain them. Of course, this is all about you and those people. It has nothing to do with me. I just connect, build a bridge, and introduce you to each other. Just a moment."

"Finally, Knight Kiel, no matter what you are going to do, it is best not to be in Dorne Town. And even in Dorne Town, I hope not to affect the 'Burning Furnace' Chamber of Commerce. Even if the Chamber of Commerce is involved later, please contact me I keep my distance. Is that okay?"

Keir waved his hand: "Don't worry, it's not as serious as you said, it's my business, and it's only related to me. Those people are just helping me a little bit. After all, some technical things are not for everyone. All skills."

"So best."

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After double-checking, Mr. Scott pulled a pull cord attached to the wall behind his recliner.

The next moment, there was a knock on the heavy wooden door of the lounge. Without the need for the two people in the room to respond and agree, Mr. Scott's men outside walked in: "Steward, what are your orders?"

"Rush the kitchen and bring up something delicious. Mine as usual, and the Knight of Kiel, um, serve him two, no, three steaks, mutton, beef, and chicken. Kiel Knight, do you have any special needs in taste?"

"Is there a spicy sauce? A hotter sauce will give me a better appetite."

Although Keir wasn't hungry, after all, he ate monster jerky early in the morning, and he still had some of that stuff in his pocket. But he still wants to eat something good, maybe to appease his mouth and stomach.

"Ha, give me some spicy sauce too, of course, just a little bit."

Mr. Scott made a gesture, and it really only needs a little bit.

"What would you like to drink? Knight Kiel?"

"Apple cider would be nice, of course, and a tall ale, it's the best thing for a steak."

"That's it. I remember that there is still half a bottle of good wine in my room. You can fetch it for me. Finally, let them come up one by one for the thing I asked you to do in the morning."

"Yes, my lord, my lord knight."

His hands stroked his chest and retreated, and the heavy wooden door of the lounge was also closed.

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Of course, it will take a while to cook in the kitchen of the chamber of commerce, so those who come first are those who Kiel wants.

There was a knock on the heavy wooden door. This time, the subordinates outside the door did not push the door in before getting permission. After Mr. Scott pulled the lanyard behind him, the door was opened.

"Master in charge, Lord Knight. People are here, this is the personnel record."

The steward saluted first, and then handed over a small stack of papers to Mr. Scott. Mr. Scott didn't even look at it, and directly handed it over to Keir.

After Kiel took it, he nodded to the subordinates in charge: "Let someone come in."

Seeing that it was the man Kiel Knight was looking for, the man in charge shouted outside the door: "Mr. Carker, please come in."

The middle-aged man named Kak walked in timidly and cautiously.

The heavy wooden door was ajar, and this person was even careful not to let himself touch it, so he walked sideways through the wooden door while sucking his stomach.

As soon as he came in, he didn't even look at it, he bowed his upper body deeply, and shouted loudly: "My lord, please order!"

His voice startled himself, and then quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head, and he didn't say a word.

Pulling his hand out of the ear hole, Mr. Scott frowned and said, "Why are you so nervous. You, you go down first, and I tell you to come in again."

Keir smiled, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com said briskly: "Don't be nervous, don't kneel, I don't like this. Speak well."

Having said that, the middle-aged man dared to raise his head and glance at Mr. Keir and Scott. He knows Mr. Scott. Although he is not a craftsman of the Burning Stove Chamber of Commerce, he is like many people in the town. At least the senior executives of the United Chamber of Commerce who are often in charge of town affairs are known to everyone.

After all, he often shows his face in various church activities and ceremonies, and often sits in the chair of the audience.

"This is Joe Keir Knight, Kendall County Knight. He asked you to do something. I just want to help you. You talk about yours."

After Mr. Scott finished speaking, he took out a thin book from under his recliner, flipped to the page marked with the bookmark made of gold, and continued to read.

"Don't be nervous, I came to you because I hope to use your technology to do something, which will help me. I don't know this uh."

"Kuck, my name is Porter-Kuck, a woodcarver."

This Kaker craftsman, probably because the business has not been very good, so he is wearing a suit of clothes, even if he has chosen the best suit before coming, it is still very shabby. Logically speaking, no matter how a craftsman can support his family, although he cannot achieve great wealth, it is still possible to maintain a normal life.

If it is elsewhere.

But the church with the most beliefs in Dorn Town is the Church of the God of Wealth. But this church and the gods behind it for obvious reasons, they very often, no, basically only use precious metals for all sorts of religious things.

Therefore, the wood carving craftsman, if not supported by some other religious-related businesses that less people believe in, the Kak craftsman would have left Dorne town in despair.