Mercenaries and Adventurers

"Very good, Mr. Porter-Carker. I need you to do something, and there will be a good return. However, this matter needs you to keep it a secret, can you?" Keel leaned forward with his upper body. Although he was sitting, he still had the momentum Make the standing Kark artisan move backwards with a small shift.

"Yes, yes. Before I came here, I was told that it needs to be kept secret. Please rest assured, my lord. I will keep my mouth shut about work."

After finishing speaking, Craftsman Kak tightly closed his mouth, as if to express his determination to keep his mouth shut.

But Keir knows that this kind of thing is actually a game of confrontation between threats and money, and it cannot be taken seriously, but it must be taken seriously.

"Okay, let's go to the next door and talk about those things in detail."

Keel got up and walked out of the room with Carker Craftsman. And Mr. Scott still looked like it was none of my business, pretending to be reading with a book.

Next door is the most confidential and safe room of the "Furnace" Chamber of Commerce in Dorne Town for negotiating transactions. Mr. Scott's men helped him open the iron-clad wooden door without a lock or latch on the outside, allowing Knight Kiel to enter.

It turned out that this room can only be locked or opened from the inside of the room, and there is only one way to break through the door from the outside.

This is a closed room without windows, where there should be windows, there are walls. Therefore, when the door was just opened, the room was very dark, and the men who needed to be familiar with the placement of the items came to the lighting mechanism in the dark, and turned the small glowing stone pillars embedded on the wall.

Similar to a thick painting scroll, after being turned by someone, the side that was always shining is revealed to the outside. The whole relatively spacious room can be illuminated by only two of these luminous small stone pillars.

"Okay, let's go back."

Kil waved at Mr. Scott's hand, and the man bowed away.

Keel snapped the metal catch on the back of the thick door and closed it from the inside.

It is said to be a place for confidential conversations, but in fact, this room looks more like a restaurant than the next door to Keel. There is a long wooden table in the middle of its room, covered with a layer of finely woven table rugs. There are interesting patterns on the table rugs. It looks like a story pattern surrounded by a circle. Take a quick look. , It seems to be the legendary story of the founding of the [Burning Furnace] Chamber of Commerce.

"Find a place to sit, let's sit and talk."

Keir sat on a high-backed chair on one side of the long table and motioned for him to sit across from him.

After Kak craftsman sat down nervously and carefully, Keel took out a folded paper from his inner pocket.

"Come on, let's see if this can be done."

Gere unfolded the paper, put it on the table and pushed it to the other party.

Craftsman Kak glanced at it, then nodded to show that he could do it, but there was still doubt in his eyes, because he had never seen the image of a **** on the paper. It is not common for several gods who are accustomed to using wood materials to make statues of gods.

Moreover, this is a weird **** statue with a bird's head and a human body, right?

It seems that the lord of the sky is not like this?

"Very good, since you can make one, how long will it take you to make one that is the size of your palm?"

Keel touched the clothes on his chest, and underneath was the wooden sculpture of a large bird that was covered by the clothes.

Out of caution, Carker craftsman moved the paper in front of him and took a closer look at the fineness of the image. He pondered for a while, and replied: "Master, I can make seven or eight in about half a day, if I am alone. If I add my two apprentices, I can make about twenty in a day."

"There is no need for apprentices. This is a matter that needs to be kept secret, you know. Seven or eight in half a day, very good, then I will leave this job to you."

"My lord, can you be more specific?"

Keel coughed lightly, and explained: "Well, I will hire you to help me make this thing by myself from now until midnight tomorrow night. As for the wood carving image on this paper, er, the bird head and human body, There is also a text on the back, which is also engraved on it. At least twenty wooden statues of this palm size should be taken out for me. In return, I will give you the production price of one silver coin for each wooden carving. And in order for you to understand This matter will be kept secret, and after the matter is completed, I will pay you an additional gold coin as a reward for keeping silent on this matter for the rest of your life. How? Do you have any questions?"

Somewhat beyond Kiel's expectations, although Mr. Carker looked unconfident and prudent, he didn't show panic or fear for this kind of suspicious thing at first sight. On the contrary, he was a little excited. The distinctive look and feeling of people who come and go.

"Yes, yes, Lord Knight, I will accept this job! Please rest assured and leave it to me. I promise to use all my energy to produce a wood carving that satisfies you. However."

"But what?"

Keir himself likes to say but, but this kind of words, but he doesn't like others to say it to him.

"That's it, my lord, I want to confirm again, this job is a minimum of 20 wood carvings, and there is no upper limit, right?"

"You can say that, but because of the need to keep it secret, you can only do it by yourself. After you finish it, bring the finished things to the south of the town tomorrow night and wait for me at the intersection outside the town."

"Yes, Lord Knight."

Keir finally put his hand on the long wooden table and his chin with the back of his hand. He stared at the other party and said slowly: "This matter is very important to me. I hope you understand. If you accept the live job, don't stop it halfway." Repent. Otherwise, I don't mind going to find you personally and causing you some 'little' personal injury. In addition, you may have seen that there are some things that are not good for people to know about this matter."

"If, if you think about telling or reporting this matter to other people, I can guarantee that I will not do anything." He stamped the desktop with his fingers: "The person who contacted you today will not do anything."

"But you must have lost a much-needed wealth, and what other people promise to give you must not be as much as I give. Do you understand? Because this matter needs to be kept secret, what I give will always be better than what other people promise. many."

Mr. Carker nodded constantly, feeling like his neck was about to break.

"Take this piece of paper. Remember, a well-made woodcarving will yield one silver coin. If you want to earn this money, then go back and work hard to make it."

"Yes, yes, Lord Knight!"

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On the stairs of the main building of the chamber of commerce, Kiel sent away the hurried craftsman Kak with an excited expression on his face.

Then he said to Mr. Scott's men: "Let the next one you find come."

After speaking, Keir returned to the temporarily borrowed confidential conversation room.

Then walked in was a young man in his teens, about the same age as Keir. It cannot be called a teenager, because after the local thirteen or fourteen years old, young people can join the Chamber of Commerce and start working as the lowest-level trainees.

And at the same age, regardless of gender, you can find a craftsman in the workshop and start an apprenticeship. If all goes well, after five years of study, at the most twenty years old, you will be able to officially work and start a family.

Therefore, one to thirteen or fourteen years old cannot be called a juvenile, and youth can be used to describe men and women of this age.

"I'm Joe Kiel Knight."

Keir didn't get up, just sat on the chair and stretched out his hand to signal the visitor to sit down, and said his name.

"Riding, Lord Knight? Good afternoon! I'm Feta-Kolobent, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Sit down first, Corobente."

After the skinny young man sat down, Keel looked at him and spoke.

This young guy dressed like a local chamber of commerce, but he didn't have the logo of a certain chamber of commerce on his body, not even the signboard of a certain shop. Obviously this one is 'free', in other words, he doesn't have a serious job.

"Are you local?"

Hearing Knight Kiel's question, Corobinte was shocked. The self-confidence and indifference that he deliberately pretended before suddenly deflated like a deflated pig's bladder.

"My lord, does this, uh, um, have anything to do with your coming to me?"

"Oh, that's not a local. Also, don't answer questions with questions, you are not qualified to avoid questions."

"Yes, yes, I understand, my lord."

The opponent lowered his head.

Keir then said: "It doesn't matter if you are not a local, it's just that the things you do are a little different. It's okay. Cough cough, then, let's officially start."

"Corobint, I need you to do something for me, not difficult, but requires secrecy and some quick mind and mouth."

"My lord, which guy offended you, do you need me to slander him? Believe me, I am very good at this!"

"Hmph, it's the opposite, Corobente, it's the opposite. I need you to spread some news in the town, not to slander anyone, but to promote it!"

Speaking of this, Kilton took a moment, and then took out a similarly folded paper from his arms, but he hesitated a little, as if he didn't want to show the contents of the paper to others.

But in the end the paper was pushed in front of the opponent.

"open to take a look."

After getting permission, Corobente dared to unfold the folded paper. He himself is literate, although there are not many, but it is enough for daily use. In Dorne Town, which is mostly illiterate, being able to read is considered a skill for survival.

Because he can barely make a living by identifying transaction contracts, debt contracts, writing letters and so on. To be able to really support a family, you still have to enter a certain store or chamber of commerce and become a small steward of the store or an official clerk of the chamber of commerce.

But when Corobint read the content on the paper for a while, his whole face became weird, and he covered his mouth tightly, almost laughing out loud.

Because the so-called 'news' spread above is really strange and funny.

【Shock! There are panicked bandits in the western mountains who claim to have seen a group of crows hovering in the sky for a long time. Is it a collective mourning, or is it a sign of something? Why did the bandit leader disband the gang overnight? Is it related to it? 】

[The proud hunter from the swamp area of ​​the central province claimed: 'In the area around Dorne, no one can hunt the eagles in the sky better than him! ’, the chambers of commerce were collectively dissatisfied, and prepared to select the most capable hunter in this town to compete! 】

[The complex emotional relationship of domestic birds, you must not know! Which brings peace to your family? And who can make you win consecutive games? The intelligence news that believers of the goddess of luck are silent about this! 】

【Multiple women beat their own children because they were crying in the middle of the night! But the children say they didn't do it, what is hovering under the windows of every house? Weeping and disturbing every night. 】

[What should I do if the child grows down feathers? Are the extra wings on the back magically mutated? Or a cult conspiracy? Who will bear this responsibility? 】

[The bounty hunter committed a dangerous crime alone, and was captured alive by a gang of bandits! How can he escape from the bear's mouth and tiger's den? And who can shelter him? 】

[Call from ancient times! The long-haired lynx orc turned out to be a messenger from the wilderness? Really, go ask those cats who walk upright and can curse people! 】

A few seconds after reading it, Corobint couldn't hold back anymore. He covered his face with his hands and laughed wantonly.

But after laughing a few times before returning to his senses, he staggered his two fingers, just in time to meet the cold-faced Knight Kiel. This made Corobente rub his face immediately, stood up and bowed repeatedly to apologize.

"Please forgive me, Lord Knight, please forgive me! I didn't laugh on purpose."

Kiel curled his lips and waved his hand to signal him to sit down properly.

"Okay, it's ridiculous, right? Let me ask you, do you have the urge to know the next news about this content?"

Corobint nodded repeatedly, her mouth was tightly shut, as if she really wanted to speak, but was afraid to laugh.

"Since this is the case, your job is to spread the news in the town of Dorne starting today through various methods you can imagine. The taverns, roadside shops, people's chats, places for entertainment, will be They spread. Was it difficult?"

"No, no, I just eat this food to make ends meet. Please rest assured and leave it to me, my lord. I promise that it will only take a few days for the whole town to know the news. But my lord."

"What? What's the problem?"

Corobent quickly waved his hand: "There is no difficulty, there is no difficulty. Everyone is living a tight life these days, and they just need these news that make people happy when they hear it to adjust, yes, to adjust their mood. I I mean, are these news true or false?"

Keir sat upright, with his hands on his chin: "Is there a difference?"

"Yes, yes. For example, this hunter from the central province. Is there such a person? If the news spreads, I think many people will think about this so-called proud hunter for a while."

When Keel heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Yes, or not? Haha, someone thinks there is no, but, I think maybe there will be?"

Keir's words were ambiguous and strange, as if he answered, but he didn't seem to answer. At the same time, it seemed that it was addressed to Corrobinte in front of him, and it seemed that it was not specifically addressed to him.

"Uh, my lord, is there or not?"

"It's hard to say, it may or may not, who knows. Alright, Corobint, now that you've finished talking about what you're going to do, let's talk about your salary?"

"My lord, please tell me!"

The skinny young man immediately widened his eyes with anticipation.

"Although it is not difficult, it seems that many people can do it. But I want to tell you that this matter must be kept secret. If you pass the news out, someone will definitely ask you where the news came from. I hope you can Tell everyone who asks you that you heard it from other people. If you are still pressed, your answer can and can only be one: 'I heard it in my sleep. Someone was in my sleep Talk to me and drink, He said, I will listen. It will be dawn when you are in a daze.' That's all you can answer."

Seeming to have a premonition that something was wrong, Corobent hesitated.

But then, Keir came up with his trick.

a gold coin.

"This is your payment for doing something. How about it? Is it reasonable?"

"Reasonable and reasonable! Sir Knight, you are such a generous knight lord! I wish you prosperity in martial arts!"

Seeing that the man was so excited that he was flattered, Kiel took out another gold coin from his purse and pushed it over.

"This is the reward for keeping the information secret. How? At this time, do you feel that your mouth is very strict?"

Corobint looked resolute: "My lord, with this mouth of mine, I guarantee that there will be no less than half a word that should be said. If you don't let me say it, I won't say a single word."

"Oh, verbal guarantees are not acceptable."

Kiel nodded the gold coins: "If you take my money, you must do what you agreed to. Otherwise, I will send someone to trouble you. Do you know the underground black market?"

"I know." Corrobinte hesitated.

"Have you been there?"

"I've been there a few times and wanted to pick up a few cheap things to resell, but then I got into some trouble."

Corobente scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

"Then you must know about those coachmen who drive the carriages. They lost a piece of tongue in their mouths. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com You must also know, right?"

"ah?"

Seeing the shocked expression on Corrobinte's face, he didn't seem to know.

"Then you know now. If you talk too much, you fail to keep the secret you agreed just now, and tell about the fact that you came here today to meet me. I promise, I will send someone to Dorne Town to arrest your unruly His tongue was pulled out."

"Master Knight, I will definitely keep what happened today and not disclose it to others!"

Seeing the serious assurance on Corrobinte's face, and his chest beating again and again, Kiel nodded: "You'd better do it, put away the two gold coins and this piece of paper. I will start working in the afternoon .”

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After sending the young man Corrobinte away, Keir wanted to continue seeing people. After all, Mr. Scott's men gave him a paper that recorded four people, and there should be two more people to see. Except for the first one who is a woodcarving craftsman, the other three are all literate and unemployed ordinary people.

But at this time, Mr. Scott's subordinates informed Keir that part of the food in the kitchen had been delivered and it was time to have lunch.

"What about those who are waiting?"

"My lord, I will arrange a meal for them and let them find a place to wait downstairs. After all, waiting for nobles to eat is what we ordinary people should do."

"Yes, then let's eat."

"This way please."

Keel was guided, and returned to the spacious and bright lounge next door.

At this time, Mr. Scott has eaten.

"Oh, Knight Kiel, I don't know when your work will end, I will eat it first. Here is a glass of wine with my apology, cheers!"

Keir chuckled, walked over to take the silver wine glass, and they touched each other.