Lord of Riding and Slashing

The scale of Christenborg’s market is not small, because it is the closest town to the Amon Mountains. Although the Amon Mountains is dangerous, there are still some caravans who have ideas for these materials, such as wood, stone, fur, and medicine. The resources are still very rich.

　　 It is a pity that the commercial atmosphere of the Duchy of Beth is not strong, with uneven terrain, underdeveloped roads, and bandits hidden in the mountains. Therefore, although the Amon Mountains are rich in products, the economy here is not developed, and even the civilians living here can hardly survive.

　　 If it were replaced by the Seaman Kingdom with a strong commercial atmosphere, Christenborg would have developed into a big city instead of just a dilapidated small town like it is now.

　　 It is said that although the Seaman Kingdom has a prosperous economy and abundant grain production, it was defeated in the battle with the Principality of Bethe last year. Although the Duchy of Bess is poor, Bess people are generally tall and tough. In the early stage of the war, the Seaman Kingdom could still stand in a stalemate with the Principality of Beth with its excellent equipment and sufficient national strength, but when it was really desperate, the Seamans were defeated, not only suffered heavy casualties, but even the rich land of the Hilo Plain was lost. After a piece of land, these lands have been dreamed of by the princes of Bethe.

　　 Even Nord’s cheap father was also stunned by this victory. In order to celebrate the victory, Grand Duke Bethe gave a lot of rewards, and only then did he have the title of Viscount Nord. With all that said, the Beths are a fighting nation, with the strength and tenacity of the mountains flowing through them.

But for business, it’s not good. It’s already noon, and there are not many people in the market. There are few customers in the surrounding shops. I only see the shop assistants carrying goods in the shop, or the bits and pieces of people carrying fur on their backs. Sell ​​to caravans.

　　 After entering the bazaar, Marco began to complain to Nord.

"Those dog-legged guards shook their heads when they saw their masters, bullying and fearing hardships. Before, our village came to sell furs, but they were exploited by them, and they didn't make any money. Later, we stopped selling them here. When will a caravan enter the village again? Sell ​​it to them, but the quality of the fur preserved in this way is not very good, and it cannot be sold at a good price."

　　 "Oh? There is such a thing, why didn't you tell me just now, I will ask you for justice!"

　　 "Thank you, my lord, I don't want to trouble you anymore. If we don't buy the fur, we will use it ourselves. We can't delay your business."

　　 "From now on, you will be my guards. If they dare to stop you, report my name. Are you familiar with the caravans in the market?"

　　 Marco was very moved when he heard it, but when asked about the caravan's problem, Marco turned his attention to Lehman. After the village chief Colin got older, he changed his dealings with these caravans to Lehman.

　　 After hearing this question, Lehman thought for a moment, raised his head, pointed to a shop in the distance and replied.

"Our village is in a remote place, and there are not many caravans in a year or a half. I know Love’s caravan best, but they are in the fur business. There is only one food store in the town, which is not far in front. Because the food is more precious, I heard that Viscount Christen is monopolized, and other caravans must sell the food to the Christen family, otherwise the caravans will not be able to enter the market."

Nord looked in the direction of Lehman’s fingers, and there was indeed a shop in the distance that was different from other shops. The shops in Christenburg’s bazaar were more of a warehouse than a shop. The caravan regarded this place as a warehouse. The people here are generally poorer. The only grain store with oil and water is monopolized by the Christen family, so most of the caravans here come here to buy the goods.

The grain was transported from outside and sold to the Christen family, and then the goods were purchased at low prices around Christenburg and shipped out. The profits were basically divided between the caravan and the Christen family. No wonder the people here rely on the material-rich Amon. Mountains, life is still so hard.

　　Nord thought so in his heart, but he still went to the grain shop of the Criesen family, which was the only source of food in the market, so he had to go first to see the situation.

　　 came to the door of the grain shop and looked up. The grain shop was indeed built better than other shops. The signboard outside the door clearly hung the crestal flag of the Christen family, and the image of a charging wild boar.

It is said that back then, the ancestors of the Christen family, by chance, rescued the Marquis of Twin from under the head of a charging wild boar. Later, he charged with the Marquis and chose the charging wild boar when he was awarded the title. The coat of arms of his family expresses his loyalty to the Marquis of Twin.

　　Nord found that although the grain store was well built, the front door was unstoppable. For a while, he didn't see a customer entering the store to buy grain. With the doubt in his heart, Noord walked into the grain store.

　　 After stepping through the door, Nord looked around. The granary was partitioned by wooden boards in the middle, and there was a granary behind. There is a counter in front of the shop, and bags of wheat are scattered around the counter. The owner of the shop is lying listlessly on the counter, and there are two guards sitting in the corner.

　　Nord motioned to Abel to talk to the steward of the grain shop, but he himself brought everyone along but didn't mean to come forward.

　　 Watching a group of strangers enter the grain store, they are not like civilians who come to buy grain. The middle-aged man who walks is somewhat similar to the housekeeper in the castle. Harry called up the two guards and turned around to greet the uninvited guests.

　　 "I'm Harry, the manager of the Christen grain store. This is the estate of the Christen family. Are you planning to buy grain?"

　　 "Yes, we are here to buy food."

　　 Abel smiled and waved behind him, UU reading www.uukanshu.com turned his head to look at Harry again.

　　 "This is Viscount Nord Isaac. I am Abel, the housekeeper of the Viscount Lord. Lord Nord is planning to buy a large amount of grain. I don't know if your grain store has it."

Hearing Abel's words, Harry showed an ugly smile on his face. Unexpectedly, these people are nobles like his master. It doesn't matter if you buy a small amount of food. If there is too much, I'm afraid I can't be the master, but still in his heart With a trace of luck, I hope to hear that Abel only buys rations for a few days.

　　 "There is... there is food, I don't know how much Lord Nord needs?"

　　 "At least two thousand catties of wheat!"

Harry's face became even more ugly when he heard Nord's answer. Harry knew in his heart that the grain store would never sell so many 20,000 to 30,000, but the people in front of him were not as easy to send as those untouchables, and accidentally annoyed the nobles. Lord, I am afraid that my life will not be saved. Harry barely squeezed a smile on his face, and said to the steward Abel cautiously.

　　 "With so much food, the villain really can't be the master. You need to inform the adults in the castle to make a decision. Can you wait for a while."

　　 Harry quickly ordered the two guards to go to the castle to inform the butler and the master.

　　 Abel described the situation just now, and Nord nodded. He was already prepared for the current situation, so he patiently waited for the arrival of the Cleason family.

　　 Seeing Nord and the others waiting quietly, there was no plan to cause trouble, Harry's anxiety also calmed down, and then he ordered the guy behind to take out two chairs.

　　 "Master Nord, you take a break, and they will be there later."

　　Nord nodded, and Harry stood aside when he saw it, bowed his head and looked respectful, so he didn't say more.