The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

'Gudong', 'Gudong', the greasy and bloated Poliushkin once again poured down the warm water that Old Tom had so graciously added to the notched teacup.

The water tasted very bad. Even after boiling, the water still had a faint bitter taste.

But this still surprised Plyushkin.

Because the drinking water here was still a problem when I came here last time, and Tom, a stingy old ghost, had never given him so generously.

Drinking water and food have always been a big problem for the villagers of Beira Village.

This has always been a way for Poliu Xijin to make money out of nothing.

But now, one of these two roads seems to be cut off.

After all, there was originally a water diversion channel in Bella Village, extending from the Warcraft Forest, which was enough for the villagers to use water for daily use.

And Pliushkin, when he traded in Bella Village for the second time, ordered the people in his caravan to destroy the aqueduct.

In this way, every time he was in business, he could earn pearls from the villagers of Bella Village by carrying buckets of water from the forest.

Simply, there is no smarter businessman in this world than him.

But later, his way of making money was not prosperous.

Because these damned villagers dug the cisterns, and the crisis was alleviated by the rain from the sky.

There was nothing Pliushkin could do about it, no matter how clever he was, he couldn't keep it from raining.

Fortunately, God does not always protect these bastards.

There are always a few times where the drought and little rain here will not make Poliushijin busy.

With a smirk on Plyushkin's face, he still couldn't help asking:

Oh, my old friend, I am so relieved to see that you have solved the drinking water problem.

Have you dug a new cistern?

Forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't see it in the village just now.

The creases on Old Tom's smiling face deepened, No, this is a gift from our lord!

Hearing the gift from the earl lord again, Plyushkin's eyebrows jumped.

Old friend, we've talked long enough, when will the pearls for this exchange be ready?

While he was talking, he heard the commotion in the village, and villagers from every household came out.

Old Tom's eyes lit up, Ah, kind Mr. Plyushkin, a distinguished gentleman wants to see you.

Suspicious Plyushkin followed Old Tom out of the shabby house.

At this time, there were already many people standing outside, and Priuschkin pushed aside the crowd, and happened to see a red-robed arcanist and three young nobles with well-equipped warrior retinues coming over, surrounded by villagers. Say hello.

The bright clothes of the nobles are particularly eye-catching against the tattered villagers.

It can be seen that Priuschkin, who is used to big people, didn't care. On the contrary, he felt that the young earl's clothes were much more shabby than those real dignified nobles in the imperial capital.

The businessman's eyes were the sharpest, and he felt an inexplicable sense of superiority when he saw the dirt on the shoes of a group of people.

He doesn't even have a decent mount, so he deserves to be a small lord in a backcountry.

However, a shiny 'stone' floating above the young lord's head made him feel as uncomfortable as swallowing a hundred flies.

To tell the truth, it was the first time Plyushkin saw a noble who became an arcanist.

I just don't know what to say...

Charlie looked around at her fellow citizens, and easily found a group of greasy-haired and pink-faced faces among the villagers in shabby clothes.

She didn't say much, and pointed directly at the chubby Pliushkin. After all, she had been waiting for such a day for a long time.

Scarface followed, and now the leader of the first Knights under the banner of the Reef Castle, with 6 people under his command, Stan Lee directly pulled out the weapon at his waist, and walked over aggressively.

The mercenaries guarding Pliushkin were not just a display either.

After all, they are outnumbered.

But……

The red-robed arcanist directly 'arcane warning'.

With the sound of Milami chanting the mantra with full confidence, The Cage of Water!

The red-robed Arcanist, who was 'misfired' in the two beast attack crises, finally got rid of his shame.

He chanted with confidence, the Ion Stone on his head shone violently, and the arcane energy was transformed into frenzied water elements, and ten large water balls appeared out of thin air in an instant.

These water balls directly swallowed the panicked ten mercenaries, including one of the magicians who was chanting a spell.

'Gulululu', the mercenaries of Poliuxijin were caught off guard by the trick. They swallowed a big mouthful of water with one mouth, and spit out countless small bubbles from their mouths and noses.

Charlie saw these mercenaries being imprisoned in the big water polo, struggling, but unable to escape the 'cage', and their fierce resistance could only spit out a string of cute little bubbles at the end.

The scarred face that rushed over also pressed Pliushkin to the ground ferociously, tying his limbs together like a wild boar.

Pliushkin kept screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

He was stunned, he never expected to meet him face to face, this young noble lord who looked thin and frail was so barbaric and tyrannical, without any restraint that a nobleman should have!

In the pain, he kept yelling that his daughter would be the future Marquis, that he would be the in-law of a great nobleman, and that he wanted to look good to the man with the scar who was rude to him.

Charlie was also annoyed.

She couldn't resist going over and kicking Pliushkin's fat belly like water-filled meat.

A bag of pearls is exchanged for a bag of flour. Is there yours, huh?

Plyushkin finally shut up guiltily.

He squirmed his fat body, but unfortunately, he was too fat to turn over, so he could only talk to Charlie in a funny posture with his limbs bound up.

Respect, respected lord, I am just a poor and poor traveling merchant, please understand that we low-class people also have to make a living. Woooooo...

We traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, passing through countless places that ordinary people can't reach. We paid a lot of protection fees to the giant dragon that occupied the mountains to come here and send some food to these hungry villagers. Huh, huh, I am really wronged!

Charlie raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this and asked, Oh? Where are you from?

Poliushkin rolled his eyes and quickly replied: The imperial capital, we are from the imperial capital.

You know, I am also a person of some status there, and I am here to do business, really for charity, for every subject of the Holy Platinum Empire to have enough food.

Without further ado, Charlie turned around and said to Jasmine who was in a daze while carrying the giant axe, Jasmine, kick him!

Because Charlie found that he couldn't kick the dead rascal who was lying on the ground with his head hurt.

It is not wrong to entrust this kind of work to the violent 1.5 meter who can cut down a big tree with an axe.

Pliushkin was so frightened that he didn't know where he had said something wrong.

Because he would never have thought that the nobles in this small place also came from the noble imperial capital like him, and they had no fear of it.

Jasmine kicked it down, and a large part of Poliushkin's stomach was sunken. He wanted to roll in pain, but because his limbs were bound, he could only sway from side to side. It looked very... like a picture.

Charlie rubbed his eyes, trying to forget the mentally polluted scene just now.

She squatted down, raised her hand and patted Pryushkin's fat head lightly, Hey, let me tell you, I am also from the imperial capital. You still pay the toll for the dragon? I didn't even see a dragon scale all the way here. arrive!

After finishing speaking, Charlie ordered Jasmine to continue to 'kill pigs', no, teach this profiteer who is full of lies.

Old Tom has been watching, sweating profusely.

Seeing Charlie stand up, he gritted his teeth and walked over, whispering to Charlie.

My lord, you really can't treat these wandering merchants like this...

Charlie frowned.

Do you know how much money these damn liars cheated you of? The beads dug out of shells in the sea, that small bag can't be exchanged for the price of a bag of grain.

After all, Old Tom had been a tax collector for the previous lord, so he had a broader vision than the villagers of Bella Village.

Charlie didn't think he'd lose sight of the problem.

Sure enough, Old Tom replied in a low voice with a dull expression: But, they are the only business group willing to come to Bella Village to do business...

At this moment, the villagers guarding the city gate came to report panting.

My lord, there is another group of merchants outside the city gate!

Charlie raised his eyebrows slightly, and she looked at the dumbfounded old Tom meaningfully.

It seems that you have really fattened up this greedy fat pig, otherwise you wouldn't have attracted the second fly that smelled of 'blood'.

Open the city gate and let them in. Charlie ordered lightly.

Charlie, do these people want to hide? Mylamy asked.

A simple arcane scholar always thinks about things in a simple way. He is afraid that the end of these people on the ground will scare away the business groups that come to their door.

Charlie tapped his toes and patted the shoulder of his red-robed mentor.

Mentor, sometimes carrots and sticks are compared together so that the disobedient donkey can finish the work of pulling the mill.

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